Kyoto is the imperial capital of the Holy Zhou Dynasty, three hundred years ago, when the Dasheng Dynasty collapsed, as the ancestor of the Lin family of Zhenbei General, Lin Zhaoyun mutinied and crusaded, and established himself as the emperor, it was here to build the capital and ascend the throne.

That is, the imperial capital, naturally is extremely prosperous, the inner city of the imperial city alone covers an area of more than 10,000 acres, princes and nobles, civil ministers and military generals, can have a house in this place, all of them are noble, high-ranking and powerful people, there are small people in the market once joked that the people in the inner city, all sneezes, the entire Holy Zhou Dynasty will be shocked.

However, most of the land in the inner city is the royal land, accounting for almost seventy percent, and only the remaining thirty percent is rewarded to those important ministers of the court, and the land of the mansion is naturally not too big.

Even if he is the emperor of the court, one person is above 10,000 people, and there is only one mansion in the inner city that covers an area of no more than ten acres, with three entrances and three exits, which is already regarded as the ultimate grace of sainthood.

And in the east of this inner city, there is a very luxurious house, covering an area of 100 acres, the courtyard is vast, the gatehouse is innumerable, there are fifty or sixty places in the courtyard door hole alone, and there is even a Yuquan River that runs through the depths of the house, the winding path is secluded, meandering out, it can be said to be extremely glorious.

This is the mansion of Lin Huaibei, the king of Zhennan of the Holy Zhou Dynasty, who is famous in martial arts and mighty in Kyushu.

As the prince of the royal family, and the uncle of the emperor today, he has 200,000 thorny troops, guarded the border passes for more than 20 years, and fought hundreds of times with the Southern Jin Dynasty.

But such a big man with great feats and glory, or jealousy, actually gave birth to an idiot who couldn't speak, and when this matter was publicized, it instantly caused a sensation in Kyushu and became a joke in the entire Holy Week, and even the whole world!

For this reason, even the Holy Week and the current saint have asked many times, and even ordered to summon the world's famous doctors, just to treat the idiot son of the king of Zhennan, and the king of Zhennan also deigned to go to the Taixu Mountain in the east in person to seek the help of the immortals of the Daomen, but in the end he was still helpless.

Five years have passed in a flash...

In the backyard of Zhennan Wangfu, a childish child wearing a gold silk and red thread and brocade cotton robe was squatting under a huge locust tree in the courtyard, stunned, the childish child looked like he had clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and a pair of big eyes were a little wooden, because it was autumn, and the north was getting colder, so the child's face was blown by the autumn wind, and it was also a little red, and even hung a snot, but he didn't plan to wipe it, so he stared at the ant nest under the big locust tree, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Your Royal Highness, why did you come here alone again?"

A crisp voice came from behind, a girl who looked to be more than ten years old, with a pretty face and a delicate figure trotted to the child, and picked up the child, seeing the snot bubbles that were about to fall into her mouth, the girl did not dislike it at all, but skillfully wiped it off for him, and then glared at her, made an angry look, and said angrily:

"His Royal Highness the Prince of the World ran out alone, in case something goes wrong, how is it good, if you want to do this again, Jin'er will really be angry with you!"

The child was held by her, without any resistance, just looked at her curiously, after hearing her words, raised two small hands, picked up a fallen leaf on the girl's head, and then dangled in front of her, grinning and smirking, as if inviting merit, the girl suddenly giggled, took the fallen leaves, threw them away, and then hugged the child, walked back, and said softly:

"His Royal Highness the Prince can help Jin'er pick up fallen leaves, it's really amazing, if anyone dares to say that His Royal Highness the Prince is stupid in the future, Jin'er will be the first to let him go."

The childish boy just clapped his hands and opened his mouth to smirk, but the girl named Jin'er was not surprised in the slightest, and laughed along.

After a while, Jin'er took the little prince who didn't want her to hold it, and slowly walked to the door of a palatial house, the girl let go of the little prince's hand, and said softly:

"Princess, the prince has brought it here!"

A graceful and dignified woman walked out of the room slowly, dressed in a brocade dress and wearing a jade hairpin, even after the passage of time, there was still no trace of wrinkles on her face, her skin was delicate, her face was beautiful, and her charm still existed.

It is the wife of King Zhennan, and the only orthodox princess, whose real name is Song Zhixi, is the daughter of the Song family, a first-class family member of the Holy Zhou Dynasty, and she used to be a martial arts cultivator and entered the fourth floor of the martial arts tower, but in a battle many years ago, she was seriously injured by a plot, so that her cultivation realm plummeted, and even fell into an incurable dark disease.

Song Zhixi glanced at Jin'er and said softly:

"Just hand over the son to me, you go down!"

After Jin'er bent down to salute, she turned to leave, Xiao Shizi looked at Jin'er who was leaving, stretched out her little hand, as if she wanted to catch her, but her mother held her hand, she looked up at her mother, and blinked a little puzzled, her mother looked doting, touched his head, and he continued to giggle.

Song Zhixi still looked gentle, but there was a slight pain in her heart, she took his hand and walked slowly into the room.

The exterior looks magnificent, but the inside is extremely elegant and light, facing the door is placed two pear blossom wood Taishi chairs, in the middle is a desk with tea bowls, and on the left side after entering the house, is a one-zhang long, eight-foot-wide jade desk, on which is placed a copybook, and the four treasures of the study. On the right is the resting bed, with brocade suede bedding neatly stacked at the head of the bed.

Song Zhixi picked up the little prince, sat on the Taishi chair, stroked his forehead with pity, and said softly:

"It's all bad for my mother, if it weren't for my reason, it wouldn't have caused you to become like this, when your father named you Xiuyuan, the original intention was to hope that you can one day, the true fate of Xiu, for the mother only hopes that you can really have a fate, cure this stupid and strange disease, and there will be no other wish in my mother's heart."

The child didn't know why, but when he saw tears in the corners of his mother's eyes, he reached out and touched them.

At sunset, Lin Huaibei, the king of Zhennan, returned from outside, this is a majestic, tall and mighty man, with a knife-like face, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, giving people a momentum of not being angry and self-imposing.

After he took off his court clothes, he put on a brocade casual dress, and he didn't even step into the study, so he came directly to the princess's bedroom, at this time, the princess was holding Xiao Xiuyuan, who was already asleep, shaking gently, her eyes were full of tenderness, and when she saw Lin Huaibei coming, she was about to get up, but was stopped by Lin Huaibei.

Lin Huaibei was not walking in the dragon, but tiptoeing, quietly walked into the room, looked at the sleeping Xiao Xiuyuan, and said softly:

"My son is sleeping soundly, don't wake him up."

Song Zhixi nodded slightly, Lin Huaibei smiled gently at his wife, he is a well-known living Hades outside, vigorous and resolute, strict rewards and punishments, the soldiers under his command can be said to be in awe of him, and dare not offend in the slightest, but when facing his wife and children, he has changed the style of the past, almost no majesty at all, and some are just endless gentleness.

Song Zhixi leaned on Lin Huaibei's arms, looking at Xiao Xiuyuan in her arms, she was a little sad for no reason, and said softly:

"In the past five years, we have visited famous doctors, and after coming to see it, they all claimed that there was no problem with our son's body, why did he act stupidly and couldn't speak, but he couldn't give a clear statement, and now even the so-called real 'immortals' on Taixu Mountain have no way to heal, who else can he find?"

Lin Huaibei snorted lightly and coldly:

"I don't think it's that those bull-nosed veterans can't do it, but they don't want to contribute, I didn't hesitate to kneel and knock three times, and waited in front of his Taixu Gate for half a month before I was willing to see me, but I was sent away in a few words, making it clear that it was because my Holy Zhou Dynasty admired Confucianism and did not respect Taoism, so that they were not angry."

Song Zhixi sighed slightly:

"It's a pity that Buddha, Confucianism, Taoism, martial arts, and the four veins have their own strengths, although Confucianism cultivates oneself and cultivates one's heart, but it doesn't understand the way of Dan Dao, even if it has the heart and is powerless, otherwise with your identity as the king of Zhennan, Haoran Academy will definitely not ignore it. And my martial cultivation lineage is even more ignorant of this way, and because of the death of the Venerable, my martial cultivation lineage is withering day by day, and now is a difficult time, otherwise I want to take my child back to the martial arts tower to see if there is a chance to have a chance. ”

Lin Huaibei hugged his wife into his arms and said softly:

"Don't worry, if we find a way again, this king won't believe it, except for his Taoist lineage, there is no one else who can cure my child."

Song Zhixi sighed slightly, closed her eyes, and enjoyed a moment of warmth, but she couldn't help but feel a little lost in her heart.

At noon on the second day, Lin Huaibei, the king of Zhennan, took Xiao Xiuyuan to practice martial arts in the courtyard, in fact, Lin Huaibei himself danced there with knives and guns, and Xiao Xiuyuan lay on the rockery, looked at it stupidly, and raised his little hand from time to time to dance a few times, but it made Jin'er under the rockery almost scared out of illness, and a pair of jade arms kept holding it, for fear that His Royal Highness the Prince would accidentally fall down.

Just after Lin Huaibei had just finished dancing a set of open and closed knife techniques, he was wiping his hands with clear water, and the housekeeper hurriedly walked over and whispered to him:

"Lord Wang, there is a middle-aged Confucian student outside the door, saying that he wants to see you!"

Lin Huaibei frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"Middle-aged Confucian student? Can you say it? ”

The old butler smiled bitterly and said:

"The old slave asked, but the Confucian didn't say anything, only said that if the prince was willing to see it, he would have some chance."

Lin Huaibei sneered and said:

"Pretend to be a ghost, bring him here, I want to see what chance there is!"

The old housekeeper answered, then turned around and left, Lin Huaibei thought about it, or let the servants take his gorgeous clothes to change, under the care of three or four servants, he had already changed his clothes in a moment, and he was dressed in brocade clothes, and his majesty was immediately revealed.

He sat at the stone table in the courtyard, waved his hand, and motioned for Jin'er to bring the little prince over, and Jin'er hurriedly got the little Xiuyuan down from the rockery with the two servants and brought it to the prince.

Lin Huaibei picked up Xiao Xiuyuan, with a smile on his face, teasing his nose with his fingers from time to time, Xiao Xiuyuan raised his head a little unhappily, making Lin Huaibei laugh.

After another moment, the old butler came to the courtyard with a tall man dressed in a green shirt and dressed as a Confucian scholar, this man looked to be in his forties, but he did not look old, he was tall, his face was handsome, and his eyes were very charming, like starlight.

"Lord Wang, the people have brought it!"

The old housekeeper whispered in Lin Huaibei's ear, Lin Huaibei didn't turn around, still teasing Xiao Xiuyuan, but said lightly:

"I heard that you have a chance to meet this king?"

But he didn't think that the middle-aged Confucian just smiled lightly and said:

"But there is a fate, but it is not for the prince!"

Lin Huaibei frowned slightly, hugged Xiao Xiuyuan, turned around, and then took a closer look at this Confucian student, and said with a slight narrowing of his eyes:

"You dare to play this king!"

At the moment when he turned around, Xiao Xiuyuan finally saw this Confucian student, and when he saw it, he didn't turn his head, but stared straight at it, just like he looked at an ant.

Confucian Sheng also saw Xiao Xiuyuan at this moment, he didn't even answer Lin Huaibei's words, but looked at Xiao Xiuyuan with the same bright eyes, a trace of emotion appeared on his face, and he smiled slowly:

"Previously, I borrowed the innate divination technique of the Daomen, and calculated a hang for myself, and I got the four words 'meet the forest edge', so that's the case!"

Lin Huaibei saw that the other party was treating him as if he was nobody, but he didn't get angry at the first time, but his eyes were slightly condensed, and he said in a deep voice:

"Who the hell is Your Excellency?"

Only then did Confucius look at Lin Huaibei, slightly arching his hand as a return gift, and Lang Lang said:

"In Xia Xie Xinghe, I have a destiny with the little prince, and I have come to meet."

Hearing Xie Xinghe's three words, Lin Huaibei's eyes showed a hint of essence, and he subconsciously stood up, looked at the other party, and said word by word:

"Your Excellency is Mr. Xie!"

The person who can make the king of Zhennan stand up and call Mr. is naturally not an ordinary person, Xie Xinghe was not surprised, just smiled and bowed, Lin Huaibei put down Xiao Xiuyuan, strode forward, and said with a serious face:

"This king never thought that it was Mr. who visited, it was rude!"

Xie Xinghe smiled lightly:

"It's okay, the prince doesn't have to be like this."

Lin Huaibei suddenly said urgently:

"Earlier, Mr. said that there is a destiny with my son's cultivation, how can I say this!"

Xie Xinghe looked at Lin Xiuyuan and said with a slight smile:

"I do have some destined fate with the little prince, but the word fate has always been mysterious, and I can't tell the reason below."

Lin Huaibei was stunned, but asked:

"In this case, the gentleman knows my son's situation, and there is a way to save him!"

Xie Xinghe crossed Lin Huaibei, came to Lin Xiuyuan, looked at the five-year-old child, and sighed softly:

"The world is ignorant, I don't know the cause, how to know the effect, the little prince is fine, but his mind has been somewhat blinded, covering the heart of the seven tricks, so he has not opened his mind, he can't speak, if the prince is willing, there is indeed a way to help the little prince heal."

Lin Huaibei frowned slightly, and hesitated:

"What do you mean, sir?"

Xie Xinghe turned his head to look at him and said lightly:

"I want to take the little prince away and travel with me to practice!"

Lin Huaibei was stunned for a while, and said with some hesitation:

"How long will it take, sir?"

Xie Xinghe thought slightly, and then said:

"Ten years or so!"

Lin Huaibei's face changed slightly, and he said with some reluctance:

"Does it take so long?"

Xie Xinghe laughed and said:

"If the prince is unwilling to give up, how can he get it?"

Lin Huaibei thought for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth and said:

"If Mr. can really help my son to open his mind, this king will go down!"

Xie Xinghe bowed slightly, but shook his head and smiled:

"All kinds of chances are in a thought, the prince promises not to count, and the little prince himself is willing!"

Lin Huaibei was puzzled, his own children have not yet opened their minds, I am afraid they don't know why, how can they call the shots, Xie Xinghe looked at Xiao Xiuyuan with gentle eyes, and asked:

"Would you like to travel with me?"

Xiao Xiuyuan looked at the middle-aged Confucian in front of him, who was as gentle as jade, and put his little hand into his big hand, Xie Xinghe held Xiao Xiuyuan's little hand, with a smile between his eyebrows, and said softly:

"Good!"