On the eve of the winter solstice in the twenty-ninth year of Zhengde.

Midnight.

Chang'an City, in the suburbs of Zongzheng Temple.

Zhao Shou squatted on the threshold of the door, holding a shriveled long stick in his hand that he had found out of nowhere.

His eyes stared at the two men in bright light armor outside the door.

It seems that as long as the two Mingguang armorers from the palace are a little rash.

He would risk his life to give the man in the room a chance to escape.

Even if it was a wooden stick against the treasure knife, even if it was like a mantis arm blocking the car, he would never take half a step back.

Minutes and seconds passed.

More than halfway through the sub-hour.

A strange wind suddenly blew in the sky on the outskirts of Chang'an City.

Half an hour later, the strange wind stopped.

A little silver slowly descended from the sky.

Zhao Shou rubbed his sour eyes and looked at the fleeting Yinhua in disbelief.

"It's snowing?"

Zhao Shou got up and walked quickly to the courtyard, threw away the stick, and stretched out his hands to receive the gift from heaven.

Feel the little silver blossom dissolve in the palm of your hand.

An indescribable smile instantly bloomed on his tired face.

"Sixth Master! It's snowing! ”

"It's snowing, Sixth Master! Sixth Master! It's really snowing! ”

"Hahahahaha

Ignoring the strange eyes of the Mingguang armor.

Zhao Shou, who was crying with joy, stumbled into the door.

"Squeak." Bang.

Before Zhao Shou knocked on the door, the door was opened from the inside.

"Sixth master, it's snowing, woo woo."

Looking at the emaciated Xu Yi in the room, Zhao Shou couldn't help crying.

"Okay, I know, let's go back and rest."

Xu Yi, who was dressed in a black robe and was as pale as snow, gently patted Zhao Shou's shoulder.

In the three years since he came to this world, Xu Yi has been dependent on Zhao Shou.

The two are called master and servant, but they are actually like brothers.

And Zhao Shou is also the only property left to him by his mother, Empress Zhao, whom he has never met.

In the spring of the twenty-first year of Zhengde, Emperor Zhengde suddenly felt unwell with the dragon.

Leaving Chang'an, he went to Ganquan Palace to recuperate, and the former crown prince Xu An was ordered to supervise the country.

In April of that year, Emperor Zhengde's dragon body deteriorated, and Jiang Qi, a close minister, said that he was haunted by witches.

Emperor Zhengde ordered Jiang Qi to return to Chang'an City to investigate the witch Gu.

In June of that year, after two months of planning.

Jiang Qi, a close minister, bared his ferocious fangs, and aimed directly at Xu An, the former crown prince with whom he had always been at odds.

At this point, the witch Gu case broke out in full swing.

In order to protect himself, the former prince Xu An sent troops to kill Jiang Qi.

After that, the situation was completely out of control.

It was December.

It lasted for half a year, causing a river of blood in Chang'an City and more than 10,000 people died.

It ended with Jiang Qi being killed, and the former crown prince Xu An and his biological mother Empress Zhao hanged themselves.

Emperor Zhengde returned to the dynasty and purged the so-called princelings.

Xu Yi, the sixth prince who is the same as the crown prince's mother, had just turned ten years old when the witch Gu case broke out.

In addition, His Royal Highness the King of Jin, who has guarded the Western Regions for 20 years, swears to protect him to the death.

This saved him from death.

However, capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped.

In the winter of the twenty-first year of Zhengde, Xu Yi, the sixth prince, was detained in Youning Courtyard of Zongzheng Temple.

In the winter of the twenty-sixth year of Zhengde, Xu Yi, the sixth prince of the sixth prince who had been under house arrest for five years, was on a snowy winter night.

Depressed.

Xu Yi, who was deeply devastated by good fortune and died suddenly in the 21st century in a different time and space, succeeded Xu Yi, the prince of the Great Saturday who died in depression, by mistake.

became the sixth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty who did not appear in any history books in later generations.

"No, I'm not tired, I don't need to go back to rest."

"The weather is cold, and the sixth master should go back to the bedroom early to rest."

"There is Zhao Shoubang watching the sixth master here, no one wants to step into this threshold for half a step."

Zhao Shou wiped the snot on his face, and glanced at the two Mingguang armor soldiers outside the door with fierce eyes.

Immediately, he cautiously wanted to push Xu Yi into the bedroom.

"The snow has fallen, and the rumors in the market are naturally self-defeating, okay, there are dark circles under your eyes, go back and rest."

Xu Yi shook his head and slowly pushed Zhao Shou out of the door.

"Then Sixth Master, you should also go back quickly."

"If there's anything going on during the night, just say hello."

"Even if I give up this life, I, Zhao Shou, will not let others step into this room for half a step."

Seeing Xu Yi's insistence, Zhao Shou had no choice but to retreat silently.

After retreating to a place where Xu Yi couldn't see, Zhao Shou paused.

Hiding in the darkness, his eyes staring at the two bright light armorers at the door.

Farewell to Zhao Shouhou.

Xu Yi was not in a hurry to return to the bedroom.

Gazing out the door, the ground had been paved with a light layer of silver at some point.

Spread your arms and take a deep breath of the cold air outside the door.

The cold air went straight to Xu Yi's heart, and quietly, it eliminated the irritability and anger in Xu Yi's heart.

In the first half year of becoming the sixth prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xu Yi also lamented that he didn't have to enjoy good fortune, he stretched out his hands for clothes and opened his mouth for food.

Aside from not being able to step out of the courtyard, there doesn't seem to be anything unacceptable.

However, just half a year later, Xu Yi understood why the original owner ended up depressed.

There are no mobile phones, no friends, and even the living range can only be carried out in this small courtyard of five or six acres.

This kind of life lasted for five years, and during the five years, the high emperor Lao Tzu never thought of summoning him.

Even his name was never mentioned.

In this environment, anyone will probably end up depressed.

Half a year after coming to the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xu Yi had to pass the boring and boring time by reading frantically.

I don't know if it's the fusion of two souls, or the sequelae of traveling across time and space.

After studying, Xu Yi soon discovered his abnormality.

That is, once any book passes through his hands and is carefully studied, the whole content of the book will come to mind.

Word for word is no longer enough to describe Xu Yi's memory.

It's like copy-and-paste with annotations.

The strange thing is that even if the knowledge that another soul has learned in another time and space has been forgotten for many years, it will resurface in his mind and remember it deeply when he has an opportunity.

It is so profound that all the details of some documentaries will emerge without any mistakes.

In addition, Xu Yi also found a problem, that is, his physical strength was infinitely strengthened.

Outside the door, don't say that it is two Mingguang armorers, even if it is ten, Xu Yi can still overturn.

If it is knowledge, the five cars are the most.

Then Xu Yi's knowledge far surpasses the countless talents of his contemporaries.

Four books and five classics, the art of war, and the strategy of war, he can recite it backwards.

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, swords, guns, swords, halberds, he is also proficient in everything.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on them, and disasters and blessings depend on them.

The unforgettable learning ability did not bring Xu Yi real happiness.

In the first year, the thousands of books in the library of Zongzheng Temple, from the Four Books and Five Classics, the Art of War, the Chronicle of People's Livelihood, the Rise and Fall of the Dynasty to the Folk Weirdness, and the novels, were all put into Xu Yi's mind with far more than unforgettable skills.

In the second year, all the elders who were proficient in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting in Zongzheng Temple were picked off by Xu Yi, which caused Zongzheng Temple to complain for a while.

However, even so, it still failed to attract the attention of the high-ranking Emperor Zhengde.

In the third year, when Xu Yi was bored to the point of almost going crazy.

His Royal Highness King Jin, the second emperor's uncle who has guarded the Western Regions for 20 years, was accidentally shot in the lower leg by a stray arrow during a rebellion and fell off his horse.

Since then, His Royal Highness Xu Zhen, the King of Jin who has been powerful in the Western Regions for 20 years, has become the first lame prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

Emperor Zhengde thanked the King of Jin for his hard work, and ordered the King of Jin to return to the dynasty and serve as Zongzheng Temple.

After King Jin was appointed as Zongzheng Temple, Xu Yi had the best life.

Although he still can't take half a step out of Youning Temple.

However, with this second emperor uncle who has been galloping on the battlefield for 20 years, Xu Yi's boring days have finally improved.

The hemp rope is broken in detail, and the bad luck is selected for the miserable.

The good days have just passed half a year.

There was a great drought in Guanzhong, and the land was full of hunger.

There are rumors of witchcraft again.

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