²The emperor of the Firmament Empire is named Yue Huairen, who means that he has the world in mind and is a benevolent and virtuous person.

In a few days, he will celebrate his fiftieth birthday, so all the princes and princesses, including other countries, will send people to celebrate his birthday. In order to show the martial virtues of the Celestial Empire, someone suggested that he hold a civil and military conference on his birthday.

He gave birth to nine princes and six princesses, and the more accomplished ones are the eldest prince Yue Chenglong, the third prince Yue Fusheng, the fourth prince Yue Xiaoyu, and the ninth prince Yue Shixing. The other princes and princesses are all mediocre in qualifications, and they are not very showy.

And the next heir is also produced among these four princes, and this civil and military conference is divided into Wenbi and Wubi, so several princes have to send people to fight.

Yue Fusheng didn't have any very powerful people under his hands, so he thought of Zhan Qingxiao and wanted Zhan Qingxiao to help him participate.

After Yue Fusheng said it hesitantly, he looked at Zhan Qingxiao with a look of hope, hoping that he would agree.

"I'm not interested!" Zhan Qingxiao said directly, he couldn't bring up the slightest interest in this kind of martial arts competition.

"Brother Zhan, help! The most powerful people under my command are only out of the body stage, and there are so many powerful people under my eldest brother, I will be brushed down in the first round, and I am ......very embarrassed," Yue Fusheng muttered, and then said.

"What does it matter to me that you lose face, it's better not to ......" Zhan Qingxiao turned around and was about to leave.

Seeing that Zhan Qingxiao ignored him completely, he gritted his teeth, then chased after him and said, "I'll pay you." ”

"I don't lack silver flowers!" Zhan Qingxiao still had more than 10,000 taels of silver on his body at this time, so he didn't care about money at all.

"No, I don't mean silver when I say reward. Listen to me, I know you're looking for some strange spirit beast characteristic stones, and I can help you find one. Yuefu said unrelentingly.

Speaking of stones, Zhan Qingxiao stopped, looked at the moon, and said, "What stone?"

"I once had a loyal subordinate who had a dog-faced stone in their home, which was said to have been passed down from the family. Yue Fusheng said.

"Hmm, let's go see if it's the stone I want. Zhan Qingxiao heard the stone like a "dog face", and suspected that it was a zodiac stone, so he naturally refused to let it go.

"Okay, you come with me!" Yue Fusheng finished speaking, and then pulled Zhan Qingxiao to the east of the city.

After walking several alleys, Yue Fusheng frowned, looked at a certain house and shook his head, walked to another alley, and shook his head, Zhan Qingxiao had already followed him to several places, and he was a little impatient.

"Third Prince, you won't lie to me, will you?" asked Zhan Qingxiao.

"How could it be, it's just that I forgot where his house was......" Yue Fusheng hurriedly retorted.

Zhan Qingxiao rolled his eyes and said, "Won't you call your subordinate over and lead the way?"

Yue Fusheng's face suddenly showed a sad look, and he said in a low tone: "He...... He's dead. Died to protect me. ”

Zhan Qingxiao rarely saw Yue Fusheng's sad appearance, and was slightly surprised, this is not like a high-ranking prince.

"Stop! don't run! Stop, you thief!" a voice suddenly shouted, interrupting the silence between the two. Following the direction of the sound, Zhan Qingxiao saw a little boy dressed in tatters thirteen or fourteen, with a steamed bun in his mouth, and a steamed bun in his dirty hands.

The little boy may have been in a panic, and suddenly hit Zhan Qingxiao's body, and the steamed bun in his hand fell to the ground, and the person also fell to the ground.

Regardless of whether he was injured or not, he hurriedly grabbed the steamed buns on the ground, and the person who chased after him also chased after him, grabbed the little boy's collar, and scolded: "You thief, come to steal my steamed buns every day." I couldn't make a lot of money selling a few steamed buns after all my hard work, and you stole three of them at once. Three a day, every day, how can I make money? My family is counting on me to live on this stall!"

After scolding a few words, the little boy didn't say a word, and then the man noticed Zhan Qingxiao and Yue Fusheng, and saw that they were dressed gorgeously, and hurriedly said: "Thank you two sons for helping to catch this thief, I have to send him to the yamen this time, he will steal at a young age, and he should be locked in prison!"

Yue Fusheng waved his hand and said, "Uncle, it's just a few steamed buns, you don't need to send them to the yamen, right?"

The man was stunned at first, his steamed buns were only one penny, and ten taels of silver were enough to buy 10,000 steamed buns. But he didn't dare to pick it up, this boy looked at it and was either rich or expensive, where did he dare to take this silver, and quickly let go of the little boy's hand and said, "Count yourself lucky!

However, he bowed to Yue Fusheng and said, "Childe, I don't dare to take this small silver, you better take it back!"

"Uncle, you can take it! he will steal your steamed buns when he is hungry, and if he comes back in the future, you will give him a few steamed buns, how about these silver even if they are the money for steamed buns?" Yue Fusheng said again.

"This ...... Alright!" the man hesitated for a moment, but finally took the silver, then bowed to Yue Fusheng and turned to leave.

"Let's go, Brother Zhan!" Yue Fusheng saw that the man was leaving, and he shouldn't be bothering this little boy anymore, and said to Zhan Qingxiao.

Zhan Qingxiao smiled slightly, showing a look of appreciation to Yue Fusheng, and then the two turned around and left.

Suddenly, I heard a soft sound, and a weak voice came from behind me: "The virtue of a man is to me, and I must not forget it; The weak age Ye Jiansui has received the kindness of the son, and he will never forget it in this life, and he also asks the son to leave a name!"

Hearing this, Yue Fusheng turned his head suddenly, and saw the little boy kneeling on his knees, straightening up, and looking at him with resolute eyes.

"What did you just say your name was?" asked Yue Fusheng as he stepped forward.

"Back to Gongzi's words, Ye Jiansui. The boy replied.

"Leaf ...... Jian Sui ......" Yue Fusheng muttered, and the picture in his mind suddenly flashed.

"Your father, but Ye Shouding?" he asked again.

"It's the father, does the son recognize the father?" Ye Jiansui nodded and replied.

"Jian Sui, hurry up!" Yue Fusheng didn't dislike the little boy who was dirty, and directly stepped forward to help him up.

"Childe...... Are you ......" Ye Jiansui was a little flattered and hurriedly asked.

"This prince is born in the moon, and your father was once the prince's guard. A sad look appeared on Yue Fusheng's face again.

After hearing his words, the little boy just got up and knelt down again, with a trace of tears in his eyes, and said respectfully: "Ye Jiansui has seen His Royal Highness the Third Prince!"

"You get up, Jian Sui!" Yue Fusheng helped him up again, and then asked with a puzzled look on his face: "This prince remembers that your father died in order to protect this prince, and this prince has already allocated a pension of 1,000 taels! ”

A complicated look appeared on Ye Jiansui's face, and he was silent.

"What's the matter, what's going on? This prince will definitely make the decision for you!" Yue Fusheng had doubts and anger in his heart at this time, after all, he was the family of a subordinate who died to protect himself, with his understanding of Ye Shouding, the Ye family was not such a person who sat and ate the mountain, even if he sat and ate the mountain, a thousand taels would not be used so quickly. Someone must have bullied the pair of orphans and widows.

"The third prince, it's actually me...... Uncle, a few months ago, he owed a lot of money to the gambling house, and he couldn't pay it back...... My mother was also sick, so we sold our house and lived in a ruined temple. Ye Gongzi Jiansui hesitated for a while, but still said it.

"Is your mother sick?" Yue Fusheng asked anxiously, and he didn't think about Uncle Ye Jiansui.

"Well, I'm useless, I didn't take care of my mother, I didn't have money to buy medicine, I didn't even have anything to eat, so I had to come and steal some food...... I ......" Ye Jiansui said with a look of guilt on his face, tears in his eyes.

"Don't talk about this yet, take me to see your mother quickly!" Yue Fusheng hurriedly said.

So, Ye Jiansui took Yue Fusheng and Zhan Qingxiao to the direction of the ruined temple, and saw a dilapidated temple from a distance, and as soon as he walked to the door, he heard some exaggerated laughter.

Ye Jiansui's face changed, and he said, "They're here again!"

After speaking, he hurriedly ran towards the broken temple, and Yue Fusheng and Zhan Qingxiao hurriedly followed.

Zhan Qingxiao saw that the dilapidated temple did not know which god was enshrined, but the clay statue was dilapidated, covered with dust, and dim.

Laughing wildly in the ruined temple were a few hooligans in green cloth clothes, all three big and five thick, surrounded by a hungry and weak woman.

"Mother!" Ye Jiansui ran to the woman's side, protected her behind him, stared at the hooligans vigilantly, and said, "Get out of here, don't bully my mother!"

"Little hairy boy, it's you again! Especially last time, Lao Tzu didn't know that you actually cultivated, or in the satin body stage, so I couldn't beat you, this time Lao Tzu brought a master over! I have to teach you a good lesson today!" The man at the head had a face like a pig's head, and there were some bruises on his face, and he said fiercely.

"What do you want? I warn you, don't come, I'm ...... I ......" Ye Jiansui naturally saw that a thin man behind this man was in the Ning Dan stage, and he could knock him down with one hand, but he didn't have the slightest timidity.

"How about it? Hit me!" The man sneered, and asked the person behind him to step forward and make a move, he didn't dare to fight Ye Jiansui, don't look at Ye Jiansui's young age, but how can ordinary people compare with cultivators, his pig face was beaten by Ye Jiansui last time.

"Stop!" The thin man behind him was about to make a move on Ye Jiansui, Yue Fusheng and Zhan Qingxiao also entered the broken temple, and Yue Fusheng hurriedly spoke.