Daqin Kyoto,

The empress behind the layers of screens in the Jinluan Hall looked at the urgent official document in her hand and fell silent.

Yesterday he was promoted to a first-grade Confucian student, and today he was promoted to a second-grade Confucian student.

"The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken. ”

The Empress savored the poems so carefully that it was hard to imagine that they were just the words of a seven-year-old child.

After a while, he raised his head and said in a calm voice in the Jinluan Palace: "Spread my message, let General Nalan, who is guarding the border, send someone to Changle County to protect Qin and guard everything, and there must be no mistakes." ”

......

The Qin family in Changle County, Qin Wei listened to the servant's eloquent description of what happened when Qin Shouzhong was promoted to a second-grade Confucian student, and his face was at a loss.

Turning his head, he carefully looked at Qin Shou with an innocent face.

"Our Qin family's ancestral grave is not smoking. ”

Qin Wei was puzzled, although he was a martial artist, he also knew how amazing what his son did in the afternoon.

"Lord Chen, what are you..."

Qin Wei then glanced at Long Chen, who was also surprised,

Chen Long is the personal guard of the prefect, and his martial arts cultivation is not weaker than himself at all, and his martial arts are still the kind of martial arts that have been tempered in the battlefield.

If you really want to fight for your life, you can't hold on to half a pillar of incense in front of Chen Long.

"Before coming to Kyoto, I will follow Young Master Qin for protection. Chen Long hugged his fists and smiled,

"Someone is coming from Kyoto?" Qin Wei frowned, as if he was a little puzzled.

"Qin Zhutou probably didn't know, yesterday the imperial court sent people from Kyoto to arrive in Changle County in about five days. ”

Chen Long explained: "And this time it is the Praetorian Guards of the Imperial Palace who have come, and my duty is to protect Young Master Qin before the Forbidden Army comes. ”

"That means my son will leave for Kyoto in five days?" Qin Wei was taken aback,

Long Chen nodded and said, "When the Praetorian Guards arrive in Changle County, Young Master Qin will have to leave." ”

Qin Wei: .......

Originally, I thought that there was still nearly a month to go, but who would have thought that His Majesty would directly send the Praetorian Guards to escort Qin Shou,

Glancing at his son with complicated eyes, Qin Wei's heart was extremely complicated.

At that moment, he also told the Qin family the news, whether it was his grandmother or Zhang Xian, they were all reluctant, but the emperor's order was difficult to disobey.

At the same time, at the barracks stationed hundreds of miles away from Changle County, an urgent order from Kyoto caused some ripples in the calm barracks.

A white-haired old man in gold armor stood at the height of the barracks and watched an elite team of hundreds of people leave the barracks and go straight to Changle County at night.

"General, why did you promise Your Majesty to send troops to protect a seven-year-old child? ”

The strategist behind him seemed a little puzzled, this time the general actually agreed to a seemingly absurd edict.

"Do you dare to listen to the emperor's order?"

Nalan Xiong's voice made it impossible to hear any emotion,

"The sages once said that there will be no disapproval of the king's life in the world. The strategist laughed at himself and said, "We are the soldiers of Great Qin..."

General Nalan stopped the second half of his sentence, and then said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with Your Majesty, but that kid has something to do with the rise and fall of my Great Qin in the next hundred years..."

The strategist behind him looked dazed, but Nalan Xiong looked up at the night and said softly: "Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, the lonely city looks at Yumen Pass from afar, the yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken." ”

......

In the Qinjia Mansion,

After some tossing, Qin Shou finally lay down on the bed to rest,

Ever since he knew that he was going to leave Changle County in five days, the Qin family had never stopped...

"Uncle Chen, how many martial artists are you?"

Qin Shou blinked his big eyes and looked at Long Chen, who was holding a long knife in the corner and didn't say a word, looking very interested,

Because of the Qin family's family rules, his understanding of the martial artist system was too little, Chen Long was the strongest martial artist he had ever seen, and he was not a member of the Qin family, so he naturally took this opportunity to ask about it.

"Three products. ”

Long Chen opened his eyes and smiled, "What, you are also interested in martial arts?"

"No, no, no, I have a friend who is also a martial artist. ”

Qin Shou blinked, how did he feel like Long Chen was fishing for law enforcement?

"Then why do they say you can kill a four-rank martial artist?"

Chen Long smiled dumbly and said: "I have been on the battlefield, ordinary martial artists divide victory and defeat, and I divide life and death. ”

"Life and death..."

Qin Shou savored this sentence carefully, and realized in his heart that in the system of martial artists, measuring the strength of a martial artist is not measured by looking at the realm.

For ordinary martial artists, the so-called competition is just a matter of winning and losing, but for a martial artist like Chen Long who has been honed on the battlefield, there is no so-called victory or defeat in their eyes.

Either you die or your opponent dies.

"You are a rare literary and Taoist genius in a hundred years, there is no need to focus on martial arts cultivation. ”

Chen Long thought that Qin Shou had become interested in martial arts, and he couldn't help but remind him at the moment: "The Confucian students of the same realm before the sixth rank are not worth mentioning to the martial artists, but the martial artists of the same realm after the sixth rank can't even get close to the Confucian students by half a step. ”

"The gap is so big?"

Qin Shou blinked, it turned out that the gap between the two would be so big after the sixth grade.

Long Chen nodded, he had seen the power of high-grade Confucian students on the battlefield, and he could only describe it in four words: one enemy and a thousand.

Then casually chatted about Qin Shou's understanding of the martial arts system is also clearer, for example, if the opponent is the demon clan, the strength that the martial artist can exert is very limited, and many of the demon clan are good at demagogic means, which will make the martial artists under the six grades unable to guard against it...

While chatting, sleepiness welled up, Qin Shou also yawned and fell asleep, in the darkness, Chen Long smiled and continued to hold the long knife and lean against the corner to close his eyes and recuperate.

The night breeze blew, and a slight fluctuation swept past the Qin family, heading straight for the room where Qin Shou was.

Chen Long, who was standing in the corner, opened his eyes suddenly, and the long knife in his hand was suddenly pulled out and slashed forward, but it was empty.

"Kitsune?"

He looked at a white hair on the bright knife, and sniffed it, and his face suddenly changed slightly, Li Zhibai really guessed correctly.

Even the demon clan wants to do it, so will the people of the Great Xia Kingdom sit idly by?

Long Chen put away the knife and continued to close his eyes, but after a moment, a wave of fatigue welled up in his mind.

"Oops..."

Chen Long only realized what was going on at this time, and tried to open his eyes, but it was too late......

A moment later, the fox hair that had been cut off by Long Chen with a knife also turned into a white shadow, and she glanced at Long Chen, who had fallen asleep, and chuckled.

"A guy with a brain like Takeo is too easy to deal with. ”

She looked at Qin Shou, who was on the bed, and there was a slight strangeness in her eyes,

Seven-year-old second-grade Confucian student,

She gently blew at Qin Shou, and then her figure completely dissipated, and the whole room returned to normal, all as if nothing had happened.

Qin Shou looked at the white mist around him in confusion, wasn't Lao Tzu sleeping?

What is this place?

Oh... It's a dream, that's fine.

Qin Shou stroked the back of his head and felt a little magical, what could he dream of when he was seven years old?

"Xianggong~~~"

At this time, a gentle female voice came from all directions, and Qin Shou tilted his head with a question mark on his face.

What the hell is Xianggong?

"Xianggong~ Have you forgotten the oath we made on the lakeside in our last life?"

Qin Shou: ???

Wait, is it the shore of Daming Lake?

The surrounding fog gradually dispersed, and a wonderful shadow gradually appeared in front of his eyes, his flawless face faintly appeared a little shy, and his impeccable figure looked even more moving against the background of the looming robe.

"Shhhhh

Qin Shou took a cold breath, no, how can this woman look a little familiar,

Which number?

Hey, you don't recognize it when you put it on.

And the other party looked at Qin Shou, who was obsessed, and also sneered in his heart, what the predecessors of the fox clan said was good, and everyone who read books throughout the ages was like this...

The appearance she had transformed into in Qin Shou's dream was naturally from Qin Shou's cognition, and she looked down at her own appearance and felt a little ridiculous,

The seven-year-old second-grade Confucian is certainly a genius, but it is also inevitable that he is vulgar, perhaps this is the nature of a scholar.

"Xianggong, have you forgotten your concubine?"

The woman wanted to get close to Qin Shou, but at this time, Qin Shou shook his head and said, "Who are you?"

"The two of us made a vow in the last life that we will never leave for three lives and three lives, have you forgotten it?"

The woman's voice was poignant, and people couldn't help but feel pity.

If this kind of means were for other people, it would probably be really indistinguishable, but Qin Shou was different.

In the last life, Lao Tzu had a hammer relationship with you in the last life!

"You're a demon, aren't you?"

Qin Shou tilted his head and said, "I heard that most of the demon clan are good at bewitching the mind, which demon clan are you?"

Fox Woman: ???

Wait, something is wrong with you, how do you know I'm a demon?

The fox woman didn't react a little, this was completely different from what she imagined.

"Hmm, I want to think about it... And then I was a poor scholar in my last life, and when I went to Beijing to catch the exam, we met and fell in love and gave birth to a big litter of little foxes?

Fox Woman: ......

She couldn't help but glance down behind her, the fox's tail was not exposed, how did he know that he was a vixen?

"No, no, this plot is not ups and downs enough, it should be that your body is a fox spirit and then I am a poor scholar, you and I fall in love, so I don't hesitate to turn my face with the fox clan, and in the end, the poor scholar can't beat the entire fox clan, you can only watch me being killed by the fox clan and then unwilling to come to my second life?"

"Huh. What you say seems to be more interesting than what the elders say. The fox woman subconsciously said,

Qin Shou nodded and said, "You also think what I said is more interesting, so are you a fox spirit?"

"You're a vixen, your whole family is a vixen. ”

The demon woman suddenly said unhappily: "I am the Heavenly Fox Clan!"

The next moment, the fox woman seemed to realize something, and the whole person froze in place.

Wait, this seems to be wrong, how did you expose your identity?

"Are the demon clans so silly?"

Qin Shou looked at the fox woman in front of him and also showed a caring and mentally retarded look, at this level, the demon clan still wants to bewitch his mind?

Believe it or not, I sold her and had to count the money for me.