Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, three years have flown by.

The prince of the Hou Mansion, who was born in heaven, was able to write in the void when he was born, and was given a good name by the saint, and Empress Birou wrote it herself.

Now this little baby is three years old, except for a slight vision when she was born, and then she is no different from ordinary dolls of this age. It's just that it looks more pink carved jade, which is very pleasing.

He didn't have any talent for anything, and at the age of three he could learn to walk and talk to others.

Mrs. Chu Xiaoting is very fond of this son, and Shenhua Hou Feng regards Chu Xiaoting as a treasure in his palm, so the status of this prince in the Hou Mansion is already the sky.

The white-feathered princess Wu Baidan did not have this fate, as the red cheek of the princess of the dead country, her identity was secret and could not be passed on, and she could only be an unknown inferior maid in the Hou Mansion.

However, compared to the time when he fled with the squire He Chongshu, the days of being frightened and sleeping in the open were much better, at least the sky fell, and the towering giant tree of the Hou Mansion was in the way.

Red cheeks are nine years old this year, although she is still far away from the age of cardamom, but with purple eyes and double eyes, she has already revealed the rudiments of the beauty of the country and the city. Needless to say, those beautiful purple eyes alone are snow-white and delicate and unique, much fairer and more delicate than the other maids in the house, not as tender as a southern woman, but as white as snow.

The white skin of snow has already made the women in the house envious, and the immature face with red cheeks has a delicate and delicate contour. If Wu Baidan was born in an ordinary family and served in an ordinary princely mansion, then it was inevitable that he would be framed by the jealous wife and concubine, either marrying an old and weak servant, or being sold into the palace and entering the hook bar. There are also many girls with an even more unfortunate fate who were whipped and tortured to death.

Fortunately, in the Shenhua Hou Mansion, Mrs. Chu Xiaoting was favored by the Hou Ye, and she had no intention of being jealous and suspicious of the beautiful maids and maids in the mansion, and also took in the princess of the dead country, Chu Xiaoting knew the inside story and agreed.

There are also many short-sighted servants in power in the house, who cover their eyes with thieves, and show coveting of this beauty, wanting to take advantage of their hands and feet. As a result, under the suppression of Fox Jin, whether it was dark or overt, I didn't dare to say whether it had completely dispelled Qi's thoughts, but I didn't dare to make a mistake.

Therefore, before the official service of the Hou Mansion at the age of twelve, there were still three years of leisure time.

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He Chongshu, who was seriously injured in his body and qi veins, but saved his life because of this, left the Hou Mansion three years ago and returned to Bai Yu's homeland. I wanted to take advantage of the short lifetime to regain the great cause of the White Feather Kingdom for the orthodox royal family of the Wu family, and lay the foundation for Her Royal Highness the princess's ascension.

But he never thought that in just a few years after the collapse of the royal family, the old loyal supporters of the royal family had died out. The rest of the people are more hateful villains who see the wind and steer the rudder.

He Chongshu revealed his identity several times, trying to win over some old men from the former dynasty who had always declared Qinggao, but he was repeatedly conspired against. He Chongshu finally understood that these are hypocrites who are fame and reputation on the outside, but greedy for life and afraid of death on the inside.

In a fit of anger, He Chongshu didn't hope that he could build the country and restore it, so he just cut off the heads of these real villains and hypocrites one by one to pay tribute to the emperor.

In the past three years, he has killed countless powerful ministers and writers in the territory of Bai Yu, but because the country of Bai Yu has not yet been unified, it is not easy for any unilateral force to hunt down a lonely martial arts master.

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A middle-aged man wears a bamboo hat and uses a long stick wrapped with a layer of coarse cloth on the outside, carrying a small burden. Alone, walking on the border of the White Feather Country, on a desolate path.

After walking for three or four hours, I came across a sparsely populated border town. The middle-aged man found the only inn in the town to stay in a satisfying stomach.

The inn is called "Pinglu Inn", and there is nothing particular about it, but because the town is Pinglu Town. A small town that doesn't matter, an inn that is never famous.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw the innkeeper dozing off at the counter, pressing an open account book stall with one arm, but the account was clean and clean, without any ink, so it was conceivable that the inn's business was really bleak.

However, the shopkeeper's ear power is really good, the middle-aged man who just entered the door was hesitating whether to disturb people's dreams, but he woke up by himself and blurted out: "The guest officer drinks and eats or stays in the hotel?"

The middle-aged man looked embarrassed and said: "The road is far away, and I am entangled in money, so I only dare to eat some wine and food, and just stay." ”

The half-hundred-year-old innkeeper began to look at the guests in front of him, and saw this middle-aged man with a messy beard, dressed in linen clothes, and carrying a burden with a short stick wrapped in coarse cloth. I don't know if the short stick is an oil-paper umbrella or a protective guy, and the burden is fluttering, and it seems that it can only be a few changes of clothes.

The shopkeeper sighed secretly, "It's a lord with a few taels of silver! It seems that the dark prostitute on the next street has not made any money!"

His face was still warm, and he smiled enthusiastically: "Don't worry, don't worry." You can still stay in the restaurant for a night, and in addition to the money for wine and food, you will not be charged half a copper plate more. Anyway, the guest room is empty and idle, and it is not bad to live in. ”

When the middle-aged man heard this, he was very grateful, and he must share a big bowl with the shopkeeper.

So the middle-aged man with little money on his body bought a jar of rice wine in the inn at half price, and as a half-hundred-year-old man who was a part-time shopkeeper and a tent, he wrapped his waist around his waist, turned around and went to the back kitchen. The shopkeeper's kitchen cooked a few quite distinctive dishes, both vegetables and meat, and only sold a friendly price for middle-aged men.

The two shared a table, hated to see each other late, and after a few large sips of wine, the two grew proud, and the time of conversation was boundless. It seems that one is a chivalrous man in the rivers and lakes, and the other is a martial arts hero, and the two of them began to call each other brothers and sisters, boasting about their young scenery.

The innkeeper is a native of Pinglu Town, who herded cattle for large families in his early years and saved a few coins of silver. Then he went out to do business when he was a teenager, and he was a diligent and intelligent person, so he earned a lot of silver taels. Guangzong Yaozu returned to his hometown, and he also married the village flower he had been thinking about for many years.

After marrying a wife, he wanted to settle down, so he used the remaining silver taels to open an inn in the town. Don't look at his inn is cold now, in fact, it is because it is the spring season outside, and when the grass and trees are bleak and the yellow sand is flying, his small inn is full of visitors. The rented rooms are never enough, and even the tables and chairs for the guests to eat have to be rented with one or two copper plates from the neighbors around them.

Compared with the innkeeper, the middle-aged man who seems a little shy said that he understands the thoughts of those guests, and the middle-aged man said that those people are all scholars, because they like the heroic style of the border border, so they go out to travel and experience together.

He himself is a scholar, but he doesn't have a solid family business, and he can't afford to read the classics that can be an official and a showman, so he can only be reduced to a word seller who writes Spring Festival couplets for others. But there is also a heroic feeling of "reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles" in my heart, which has not been extinguished for so many years, so while my body is still moving, I also tried this feat of "studying abroad".

Of course, there are really not many entanglements on the body, so I didn't dare to choose the late autumn season with the most magnificent and majestic scenery on the frontier, but retreated to the next best and chose the spring season suitable for travel.

In this way, even if there are no horses to travel, they cannot rush to the densely populated towns to rest, and when they sleep in the suburbs at night, they will not be frozen into ice by the autumn wind. And when it is really difficult, you can also dig cassava in the ground, pick wild vegetables on the roadside, and pick wild fruits from trees to eat.

The innkeeper did not look down on the middle-aged man because of his shriveled money bag, but because he heard that he was a serious reader, he increased his respect for him.

I don't know if it's really generous or heavy on wine, the innkeeper Chrysostom opened and generously exempted the silver money for this meal. However, the middle-aged man who is required to "be a scholar" is required to "come to wealth" for his grandson who was born not long ago, and take a table of words twenty years later and the crown ceremony.

The middle-aged man is full of wine, and readily agreed, and he also said seriously that naming and fixing words are not child's play, and should not be hasty, so you need to wait until tomorrow after you wake up, pick a time not to rush, and double the ancient books before you can decide.

The half-hundred-year-old innkeeper nodded again and again, saying yes, Xingqing that he had met a truly learned scholar. The wine is also drunk more boldly and heartily.

Until the innkeeper's wife came out to add oil and palm lamp, the two of them still had a sentence without a word of nonsense, and the jar full of five catties of wine had bottomed out, and there was not much left.

The middle-aged man was in a trance, and he was already moving in and out of the threshold line that was on the verge of drunkenness.

On the contrary, the innkeeper was still conscious, and said with full anger: "Old woman, quickly take your grandson out and let Mr. see!"

The old woman who stepped back after holding the lamp really came out with a fat baby in her arms and walked briskly to the table.

The middle-aged man was full of wine, his ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear what the two were talking about, but he felt that the old sister-in-law, who should be fifty years old, suddenly became very young, and I don't know if it was because of drunkenness.

This drunk man is the former soldier who is wanted by Bai Yu in the whole country: He Chongshu!