"Young master, young master!" Bai Haoming woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw his little maid standing beside the bed.

"Master, wake up. It's time to go and say goodbye to the master. When the little maid saw that Bai Haoming was awake, she lifted the quilt, helped him up, and began to serve him to get dressed.

"Xiaoyan, when did my father come back?" Bai Haoming rubbed his eyes, his hair was scattered, and he began to dress very reluctantly, as if the fish had left the water, and he felt uncomfortable when he left the bed.

"I came back this morning, and I'm now sitting in my study. Just now the lady also passed. The little maid helped Bai Haoming to stand by the bed, changed into white clothes for him, carefully straightened the placket, and then tied a white girdle for him, and finally hung a jade pendant.

"Young Master, here. Xiao Yan took Bai Haoming's hand, guided Bai Haoming to sit on the stool beside him, and then began to tie up his scattered hair, wrap it with a ribbon, and finally decorate it with a crown jade.

And Bai Haoming is like a marionette, just dancing to the rhythm of the little girl.

When it was almost cleaned up, Xiao Yan hurriedly ran out again, brought a porcelain basin with hot water, twisted the towel, and began to wash Bai Haoming again.

After washing, Bai Haoming, who was originally dressed like a madman on the street, with the help of his maid, suddenly turned back into the peerless white jade boy in a few minutes. At this time, he finally relieved himself, dispelled the chaos in his mind, and achieved the clarity of the past.

"Let's go!" sighed, Bai Haoming put on his boots and walked out of the room.

.........

In the study of the White House

"The child greets the father and the mother. Before entering the door of the study, Bai Haoming saluted respectfully.

"Well, sit down! I heard from the people that you went to the Confucius Temple a few days ago. Bai Jie, who is the Yin of the Golden Scale Mansion, is very casual at home, wearing a coat on his body, and is drinking the lotus seed porridge brought by his wife on the desk.

"Yes, a few days ago, I went with a few friends from the school to worship the Holy Ancestor Kongkongzi. Bai Haoming sat on the chair, but he only sat a little in front of him, and he didn't dare to lean his back up at all.

"Oh?!, the people in Golden Scale City said that you and the girl of the Li family fought with a little brocade guard by the lake, and you both lost?" Bai Jie raised his head and looked at his son carefully.

"It's true, that little brocade guard is a little literate, but Miss Li and I didn't lose to him, but it was him, just got right, so he hurriedly ran to catch the thief, and we didn't tell the winner or loser. ”

"Hmph! You don't know whether you win or lose? You are my Bai Jie's son, if you don't win, you will lose. Why don't you say that you won't win or lose! These days I'm not here, did your mother let you sneak out to play again?"

"No, no. Father, I have been studying seriously in the study, practicing calligraphy, and Xiaoyan has always supervised me. ”

"Well, it's not that my father doesn't believe in you. It's just that you shouldn't...... Forget it, you go back first. Go back and read a few more poems, and in two days it will be Wei Wuxian's youngest daughter's birthday banquet, and all the adults of the Golden Scale will attend, and the father will also go. You'll have to behave well then, don't be ashamed."

"Yes. The child will definitely win glory for his father at the birthday banquet and not let his father down. ”

"Not for me, it's for you!"

With Bai Jie's big hand, the conversation between father and son was interrupted.

After leaving the study and walking for a long distance, Bai Haoming still failed to return to his room. He sighed, looked at the courtyard walls around him, and then looked at the sky overhead. I only feel that the courtyard wall is so tall, and I can't see the city outside, I can't hear the sound outside, and I can't blow the wind outside.

Bai Haoming returned to the room and sat at the desk all morning. He flipped through the poems and scriptures on his desk back and forth, and then picked up a pen to copy, thinking carefully, and writing one draft after another.

"Young master, it's time to eat!" It was noon, and the intimate maid Xiaoyan brought him food, but he saw that the desk that had been cleaned up by himself in the morning was now a mess, and it was full of clumps of manuscript paper.

"Eh, I don't have an appetite, I don't want to eat!" As soon as the maid came, Bai Haoming also stopped writing, and let her clean up the messy desk and set the meal for herself.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan, young master, I really envy you! I don't have to think about anything, I don't have to do anything, I just need to clean up my room and my room every day. How wonderful?!" Bai Haoming looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, but he was very emotional. He is known as the first genius of the golden scales, and the son of Fu Yin, which can be said to be brilliant and promising. But who knows how much pressure will be borne behind these titles? Since he was a child, he has been instilled with three concepts: to read and study, to study hard, to be polite and polite, and most importantly, not to disgrace his father no matter what!

The son of the Yin of the Golden Scale Mansion must be the best! For Bai Haoming. This is the reason, and it is also the fate!

"Giggles, Xiao Yan doesn't understand what the young master is talking about. Xiao Yan is just a little maid, Xiao Yan only knows that the young master is very literate. Xiao Yan didn't know if the sound of horses' hooves at the door just now was the master's, but Xiao Yan knew that Madame had just gone out. The little maid stood beside her, and when she heard her young master describe herself, she covered her mouth and smiled like a little lily.

"What, my father is gone!Xiao Yan, you are really a roundworm in the stomach of this young master, you really fucking understand me! I'll go out through the back door!" Bai Haoming heard Xiao Yan's crisp answer, and suddenly felt like a rainstorm, like a pardon, like hungry and thirsty.

Pick up the folding fan on the table and run out the door.

"Young master, young master, you haven't eaten yet!" the little maid hurriedly chased out the door and shouted at Bai Haoming's back.

"You can eat it yourself! Young master, I'm going to eat as a fairy, and if Madame asks, you will say that I went out to find inspiration. Bai Haoming replied without looking back, and ran towards the back door as fast as a wild horse, without a trace of Sven's anger. The appearance of the vicious dog out of the cage scared many maids along the way.

Now Bai Haoming's heart is as brilliant as the July sun. There is only one sentence in my heart: it is good to be free!

When he ran to the street and there were more people, he slowed down and tidied up his makeup a little.

The reputation of the first genius of the golden scales and the aura of the prince of Fu Yin made him set foot on the street, which attracted everyone's attention, of course, most of them were women.

Countless official ladies and shop owners greeted him warmly. He smiled at the corners of his mouth and responded with a little head.

At the end is a gentle and elegant jade-faced boy.

Walking to East Street, you can see the restaurant of food for immortals in the distance, and it is located at the dumpling exchange at the three intersections.

When he got closer, Bai Haoming saw someone on the third floor waving to him, and his speed was a little faster.

But suddenly, there was an exclamation from the intersection on the left, "The horse is startled, the horse is startled, get out of the way!!"

Bai Haoming heard the man shout, and saw a black purebred Mobei chasing wind horse coming straight towards him. Although they were about ten meters apart, it was almost a moment under the hooves of the frightened horse.

The streets were suddenly chaotic, and the sounds of children and women were mixed together, and the peaceful scene of the past was shattered. Seeing that the huge hooves were about to step on his chest, Bai Haoming was stunned and stood there dumbfounded, his feet trembling uncontrollably, and he didn't know what to do.

The huge hooves were already reflected in his eyes, and the next moment it would be a broken sternum and a knock out.

Just at the last moment, Bai Haoming's Shizi suit was suddenly entangled by a pair of small hands and thrown under a small stall on the side of the street.

In an instant of life and death, Bai Haoming's body passed by the horse's hooves. If it were another second at night, it would be a catastrophe and a violent death on the spot.

"Stupid you, hurry up and find a place to hide!" Ding Dong's pleasant voice sounded extremely familiar, but Bai Haoming couldn't remember who that person was.

He sat down on the ground, gasping for air, and suddenly saw another scene that made people even more frightening. The owner of the white and tender little hands did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed up with an arrow and grabbed the reins of the black chasing horse.