Zhongyan Dynasty.

Changning Street is as lively as ever, the two sides of the street are full of vendors and shops, bustling with people everywhere, because it is close to the Changyuan Festival, the beginning and end of the street also set up a stage, singing the celebrities of the past and present, the drama on the stage is playing the general Jing Chen, the dragon and the tiger are quite majestic, playing a group of tigers fighting sheep, more than a dozen burly martial artists around a child in sheepskin costumes, walking around, making a lot of noise.

The audience applauded.

The general on the stage shouted: 'I'm angry with me.' ’

The Zhongyan Dynasty is at war with the Great Liang Empire in the north, and the tiger and wolf division led by Jing Chen was originally like a bamboo, attacking all the way to the gateway of Kangyan, the capital of the Great Liang Dynasty, and the government and the opposition agreed that taking Kangyan was just around the corner, ending this war that cost the people and money.

I can't even take a prison pass, let alone the heroic city of Kangyan.

The people of Zhongyan often laughed and said: 'It seems that our general is going to sit through the prison.' ’

Amid the laughter, there was an untimely sound of horses' hooves, and a postman in light armor on a tall horse galloped all the way, shouting loudly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way." ”

The Zhongyan Dynasty has a total of three straight roads, a post station is set up every hundred miles on the straight road, and the war report can be sent to the capital from the border pass within three days, and the post man submits the war report to change horses along the way, and has the right to pass through the streets with priority, even if someone is trampled to death by a stagecoach on the way, it can only die in vain, and it is likely to be held accountable.

This postman still had red and clumps of blood on his clothes, and he may have just come down from the battlefield, so the battle report on his body was naturally very important.

The crowd was half horrified by the impact of the horses, half afraid of being punished by the laws of the dynasty, and the crowd was stunned to make way for the two horses to ride.

The postman brandished his whip and charged.

At this moment, a child who may have been lost with his parents stumbled on the road, the child opened his dark eyes, and could not find his parents is eager, turned his head to see the hideous face of the black horse's head and nose spraying white mist, and ran quickly, so frightened that he didn't even dare to cry, but could only be numb there.

This war horse is more than a thousand catties, and if two horse hooves are chiseled on a child, they must be two bloody holes.

The post officer's pupils shrank, he subconsciously held down the handle of the knife, his eyes quickly scanned the crowded crowd around him like electricity, the two countries were hijacked from time to time, although it was at the feet of the Son of Heaven, it was not necessarily absolutely safe, and he was carrying the battle report handed over to him by the general himself, which was related to the honor and disgrace of more than 100,000 people in the border army, and there must be no loss, the more he arrived at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the more he could not relax, and the first reaction was that this might be an enemy attack.

The martial arts of the Zhongyan Dynasty prevailed, and there was no shortage of martial arts people in the crowd, and when they caught a glimpse of the helpless children, they felt unbearable, half of them were out of lack of strength, resisting the impact of more than majestic horsepower, and half of them were hesitating to intercept the stagecoach without permission and might be punished by the laws of the empire, as for those who were incapable, they could only sigh.

"Get out of the way....." the postman gripped the reins firmly and roared.

The child's soul flew out of the nine heavens in fright, leaving only instinctive stay, where to let it.

At this critical moment, a young man wearing a brocade dress and an unfashionable white fox fur floated out, his toes touched the ground several times, and suddenly came behind the child, a chic emergency stop, grabbed the child's back collar, leaned back slightly, and kept retreating, facing the horse The postman who was so nervous that he drew a knife showed a smile and said that he had no malicious intentions, the street wine shop picked out a disguise, and hung down two slightly longer streamers left and right, the young man grabbed the streamer with one hand and flew into the air with strength, and the postman rushed under him.

The tension suddenly disappeared.

The postman waved his hand with his back to the boy in thanks.

At the age of forty, with children at home, if it were not for his responsibility, he would stop the horses at all.

The boy also waved his hand to the post man whose back had disappeared into the depths of the street, and the child who had been killed finally came back to his senses, and roared out the fear that he hadn't cried out just now, his face turned red instantly, and his little hands playing with mud did not leave paw prints on the young man's precious fox fur.

Young parents rushed out.

The mother snatched the child from the boy's arms, checked the child in a hurry to see if it was injured, and after confirming that it was okay, she slapped the child's ass with a crying voice, and cried even more fiercely.

The crowd erupted in cheers.

The young man not only rescued the naughty child, but also did not block the way of the post guard to deliver the war report, and this skill was indeed a well-deserved cheer.

There is no shortage of martial arts warriors on the streets, they originally had a way to save the child, but in the end they chose to stand by and watch, at this moment they looked at the young man with a look in their eyes that was close to cold, and there was some ridicule in the depths of their eyes.

The old man enthusiastically pulled the young man's arm, and while admiring vigorously, he did not forget to mock those warriors who thought they were very chic with swords and knives, and said: "Dare to rob people under the horse's hooves, don't say how to get this skill, little old man, I am not a martial artist, so I can't see it, but I have lived for half my life, who has never seen it? ”

The words "cultivating martial arts" and holding swords are particularly important, such a straightforward ridicule makes the warrior's face cold, and the onlookers burst into laughter, this is the street, and the warrior does not dare to commit blatant murder even if he has the ability.

In the end, they all coldly shaved the fox fur boy and left in a gloomy manner.

He is the one who saves people, he is the one who is praised, and he is the best-looking, so naturally this account will be counted on his head.

The old man looked at the jade pendant hanging from the young man's waist and asked speculatively, "Little brother is a student of Qingjiao Academy?"

The boy didn't hide it, and nodded with a smile.

The old man was quickly relieved, no wonder the young man had such agile skills at a young age, since he was a disciple of the Academy, everything was logical.

Qingjiao School Palace is led by the major sects, the state-funded school, there are teaching points all over the country, teaching for children over the age of seven, the school palace conducts a big exam every three years, and those with excellent grades enter the next stage of learning, the eighteen-year-old will usher in a big competition, when a large sect will come to the selection of people, if you can be selected by the sect is no less than the nomination on the list, the young man in front of him is seventeen or eighteen years old, this age can also hang the jade pendant on the waist, and the disciple of the school palace is stable, and the ability and identity are naturally extraordinary.

The merit is not arrogant, and the onlookers see the young man's expression more and more appreciative.

The young man touched the naughty child's forehead and said with a smile: "Don't be stupid next time, run quickly when you see the horse coming, see your brother's movements, handsome or not?"

The child was already frightened stupidly, driven by the young man's words, and looked forward to the graceful interlacing of figures at that time, and his originally somewhat dull expression regained some liveliness, but he still did not dare to speak.

The child's parents smiled and said, "Amazing." ”

The young man didn't stay in the crowd for a long time, and said goodbye to the old man, but when he turned around, he said: "Actually, the general is not bad, it's been three years, presumably at this time, the prison sheep pass has been sat through, maybe the city of Kangyan has been included in our Zhongyan territory." ”

The old man shook his head, he originally thought that this young man was good, but he didn't think that he was indeed a supporter of the general who had not yet become a thousand bones and withered early, the general had fought in the prison for three years, and there was a lot of criticism throughout the country, and the dynasty would carry out large-scale conscription after the Qingjiao Festival, and the recruits would naturally be thrown into the battle with the Great Liang, and the fierce battle loss rate was very high, which was also the reason why the general Jing Chen had a bad reputation, and the young man was the easiest to go to the battlefield, the old man persuaded: " In the end, he is still young, and few of them can come back alive when he goes to the battlefield, and Jing Chen also has the name of the god of war, which is really unbelievable. ”

The young man in white fur turned to leave, and after taking three steps, he said, "Believe or believe, who called him my father." ”