In the Donghan Palace, the young man who had just slaughtered the prime minister of Donghan shamelessly lived for half a month.

Chu Lixia, who learned the truth, carried a knife and chased this cheeky guy all the way from the palace to the south gate of the capital.

I didn't want to wait for her to return to the palace out of breath, and at a glance I saw the king Quanquan, who had disappeared, sitting leisurely in the imperial garden drinking tea.

The woman was angry and annoyed, raised the knife and slashed, but was easily caught by the other party with two fingers, and when the stalemate was at a stalemate, the king of Donghan Chu arrived when he heard the news, so that he could say that he took the steel knife.

Wang Quanquan is the guest of Prince Chu Lichun, and the Wang family also has a great favor to the Chu family, and as a monarch, there is absolutely no reason to take revenge, but after he makes such a fuss, this kindness can be regarded as consumed.

Because of Chu Bu's repeated warnings, Chu Lichun didn't show a servile virtue after all, and the two drank and chatted under the moon as friends.

Wang Quanquan took a sip of Donghan's unique liquor, put down the wine glass and said lightly:

"General Wen is a rare good look, although he left a scholar with excellent roots for Donghan, it still takes a lot of thought to cultivate."

When Wang Quanquan said this, he paused, turned his head to look at Chu Lichun, "I don't care what your father and your sister think about this matter, but for you, who are brothers, you should be given some compensation." ”

Prince Donghan, who was dressed in a big red python robe, smiled and replied:

"Between the two of us, there is no need to be so serious."

"Really?" Wang Quanquan asked with a smile.

The man across from him shook his head, "It's really unnecessary. ”

Wang Quanquan sighed when he heard this, "Okay, originally I planned to ask Emperor Shun for the holy decree after I go back, and send Qiaoqiao to Donghan and relatives, since you don't want to, I won't force it." ”

After that, he no longer paid attention to Chu Lichun, who was constipated, and got up and walked towards the thatched house.

……

When the royal authority came back again, the Donghan prince in front of him returned to his servile nature again, and said with a smile on his face:

"Uncle, when do you see when you have time, let's set a date for getting married, there is nothing particular about Donghan here, just don't catch up with days like Qingming Shangyuan."

A subtle smile appeared at the corner of Wang Quanquan's mouth, and he said casually:

"When you turn around, there will naturally be officials from the Ministry of Etiquette to connect with you, and compared to me, you should be more worried about your father's disagreement."

When Chu Lichun heard this, he immediately became ruffian, and said with a nonchalant face:

"My father is just a son like me, and the country will be mine in the future, what is it to become a parent?"

Wang Quanquan rolled his eyes, "How do I think you kid is more like a scoundrel prince who eats and waits for death than me." ”

"Where, where, it's far worse than my uncle and me." Chu Lichun's face was sincere.

"Actually, you don't have to take on some baggage." Wang Quanquan's tone was slightly helpless.

"What baggage? Are you leaving? ”

Chu Lichun looked surprised and stood up directly from his chair - but he really guessed correctly.

……

In a courtyard of the palace, Chu Lixia sat alone on the steps, holding his chin in his hands, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

The purple-robed old man not far away looked at her lonely figure, sighed, stepped forward and sat directly beside his daughter.

"When you were unhappy when you were a child, you liked to look at the moon alone, I asked you why, you said that Wen Jiang said, there lived a beautiful woman in the moon, and a bunch of rabbits.

I thought you liked rabbits, so I ordered the kitchen to bake one for you, and you cried for a long time. ”

Chu Buxiu smiled and said the embarrassing things before, he wanted to ease the atmosphere, but he didn't want to make the other party cry again.

Chu Lixia looked at the moon in a daze, and said with tears on his face:

"From now on, I will never hear the teacher tell a story again."

"Alas......"

With the appearance of that prince, Chu Buxiu only felt that the number of sighs he had sighed in the past few days was about to catch up with that of a year, he hesitated for a moment and said:

"You may blame your father for being ruthless, and feel that your father is standing by, but in the final analysis, all of this is Wen himself's sin, not that I don't want to help him, but I can't help."

Chu Lixia wiped his face with his sleeve, and his gaze returned to calm and said:

"Father, you don't have to persuade me, my brother told me everything after the incident, everything is the master's own choice, the child is not young anymore, and he will not go to that guy to seek revenge."

Since she knew the truth of the matter, Chu Lixia had also been confused, it was not that she had no intention of seeking revenge, but her master's temperament, she knew better than her father, since she didn't tell herself, she had already expressed her attitude.

Although the master didn't want to take revenge, there was always something in her heart that she should have hated, but such a loving man couldn't hate it, so in the end, he just pretended to be with a knife.

Chu Buxiu looked at his daughter's appearance, and finally felt a little comfort in his heart, and the father and daughter looked up at the sky together and were silent.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Quanquan stood at the south gate of the capital alone, and Chu Lichun came to see him off alone in civilian clothes.

The friendship between men is much simpler than that of women, and the two don't need to say much, nodding their heads to say goodbye.

When Wang Quanquan was leaving, he suddenly stopped, took off the sword at his waist, and turned back to hand it to the other party.

The latter was surprised when he saw this, and hurriedly waved his hand and refused:

"This is left to you by His Majesty, and I can't take it."

Wang Quanquan smiled:

"Take it, you walked the rivers and lakes with your father back then, and you played the role of father and son for several years, and then returned to Beijing together, and experienced a lot of things.

My father is not good at saying sensual words, but I know that in his heart, you are not just a minion, otherwise he would not pass on to you the swordsmanship that is only passed on to his son.

Besides, this sword is not for you, but for you to keep it for the time being, and I will come back to get it later. ”

Chu Lichun's eyes couldn't help but moisten when he heard this, he didn't have a son's friendship for Emperor Sheng'en.

Wang Quanquan put Frost Cold on the other party's hand, then turned his head and waved his hand, leading the horse away into the distance alone.

In a place that Chu Lichun couldn't see, this young man, who had always been regarded as his master, couldn't help but moisten his eyes.

……

Somewhere in the southeast of the Central Plains, in a courtyard simply enclosed by a fence, the young man Hong Mao was struggling to wield the wooden sword in his hand.

Opposite him, an old man held a branch of a tree, very casually resisting the young man's attack.

Although the old man seemed to be careless, his eyes revealed appreciation, he didn't expect that this young man, who was related to him by blood, also had the talent to use a sword.

Although the old man was satisfied in his heart, he was unforgiving:

"Boy Hong, did your master teach you this ability?"

The young man on the other side frowned slightly when he heard this, the strength in his hand increased a little, and he did not give in between his words:

"Old man, my master is amazing, just your three-legged cat kung fu, you can't hold a single move under him."

"Oh? If you have a chance, the old man will have to ask him for a lesson or two. ”

The smile in the old man's eyes was even stronger, and he didn't tell the young man his true identity from beginning to end, only getting along with the other party as a friend.

"If you want to challenge my master, pass my level first." The young man who only regarded the old man as an ordinary swordsman said with a proud face.

In the young man's heart, that approachable master must be a rare top master in the rivers and lakes, and he can't tolerate anyone to despise him.

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