Long Huitian was amused by Zhu Ziming's cute appearance, waved his hand and motioned for him to come back to him, and when Zhu Ziming came to him, Long Huitian asked Zhu Ziming weakly: The little doll is not small, wow, aren't you afraid that he will not die, and get up to kill you? He wanted to further consider Zhu Ziming's guts. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After listening to Long Huitian's words, Zhu Ziming said in a serious manner: To be honest, I am a little afraid! Then he said: But the old man risked his life to fight the thief for the sake of my mother and mother, is it because he is afraid, I don't even have the courage to go and check it? Do I have to wait for the old man to drag his seriously injured body forward to check? Then am I still a man?

Long Huitian heard that Zhu Ziming, a twelve- or thirteen-year-old doll, called himself a man, and wanted to laugh a little, but he also secretly liked Zhu Ziming's frank and open mind, and after listening to Zhu Ziming's words, he asked: Who are you? Why did the orphans and widows come to this sacred mountain?

Zhu Ziming heard the old man ask about this, a sad past came to his heart, and he cried to Long Huitian: it turned out that Zhu Ziming was born in an ordinary florist family in the south of the Yangtze River because his mother was born in the south of the Yangtze River, famous for planting flowers in the local area, famous for ten miles and eight towns, his father's surname is Gu, the locals like to call the ancient master, the husband and wife are flower farmers, have a daughter, named Guyue, there are years, Ming Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao went down to the south of the Yangtze River to play, and inadvertently met Ziming's mother is also a young woman Gu Yue in the carriage, seeing its beauty and incomprehensible things, forced into the palace, at first Zhu Ziming's mother Gu Yue, swore to die, but the emperor had the power of life and death, if he did not follow his wishes, he would kill the ancient family, under the repeated pleas and persuasion of parents and clansmen, reluctantly enter the palace, a deep sea when entering the palace gate, this is not wrong at all, after entering the palace, Gu Yue, living a dark life, and parents have no news, but also suffered from other concubines and eunuchs bullying, life is unspeakable, fortunately because of the beauty, the emperor Zhu Houzhao favored and gave birth to a son three years later, named Zhu Ziming, after Ziming was born, the mother and son depended on each other, and the life was stable.

Until the emperor's son Ming was six years old, because of his natural nature, talent, what he learned and knew into a recitation, and Ming Dali, with a more benevolent and righteous style, was favored by Emperor Zhu Houzhao, and pre-appointed him as the prince.

Since ancient times, the emperor has been fighting for favor since ancient times, the mother and son of the factor Ming were born humblely, without the assistance of ministers, caught in the whirlpool of the emperor's throne, miserable, worried about their lives at any time, trembling at all times, and being teased and bullied by other princes, although Ziming is little, he has already been ridiculed and ridiculed, and he has seen through the warmth and coldness of the world, and he has long been tired of the affairs of the court.

The emperor did not suspect that his favorite concubine and the prince wanted to stay away from him, and when he heard that his concubine wanted to go home to visit his mother, he thought it was normal for human beings, so he readily agreed.

Line after line, with the rotation of the wheels, each son plans to go back to his hometown first, explain the reason, dismiss the clansmen, and find a secret place to live a stable life together, but who knows that the sky does not follow people's wishes, the two of them have a bad fate, on the way home will actually meet such a fierce robber, the third son of the emperor Zhu Ziming said here in one breath, is already in tears, Long Huitian is also embarrassed, the young woman Gu Yue is even more crying

In the eyes of others, the emperor's relatives are so happy and unattainable, who would have thought that the truth is such sadness and loneliness.

After Zhu Ziming finished saying his sadness, the three of them were immersed in sad emotions, silent for a long time, Long Huitian wanted to persuade, but he knew that he was no better than their mother and son, and he didn't know what to say? Quietly staring at this noble mother and son, Zhu Ziming, the third prince, suppressed his sad emotions and said: "Grandpa, who are you?" After asking this sentence, I wanted to continue, but I opened my mouth for a long time and didn't say half of the sentence.

When Long Huitian saw his appearance, he said: My surname is Long, my name is Huitian, what kind of person am I? Hehe, how do you say it? Let's put it this way, I am a Jianghu person, and then followed by the sentence "a wandering Jianghu man."

Zhu Ziming heard Long Huitian say this, and said as if he didn't understand: Well, Jianghu people, I know that I have heard a lot of guards in the palace say that they are full of legends, at ease, and chivalrous and righteous all their lives, but they are the most reluctant to associate with people in the court, right?

Long Huitian Zhu Ziming said this, thinking to himself, he has been in the rivers and lakes for many years, but really want to say what the people of the rivers and lakes are? There is really no exact definition, you can't say that what Ziming said is wrong, and you can't say that it's all right, and I don't know how to answer.

Said perfunctorily: Generally you are right, but it is not necessarily possible to be happy, the rivers and lakes are also full of deceit, and the bloody slaughter has to endure the loneliness that ordinary people can't bear, and you don't understand it before you enter the rivers and lakes.

After listening to Long Huitian's words, Zhu Ziming lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head and asked Long Huitian tentatively: "Old man, if I also want to be a Jianghu person, fight righteousness, and sing if I am not even, and protect the country and the people with a three-foot long sword in my hand, I don't know if I can?

In fact, Long Huitian has long taken a fancy to Ziming's qualifications, whether it is the population or the person, they are the best choice, and he expected to accept Ziming as an apprentice and pass on the mantle, but he heard that he was the prince of the dynasty, with the blood of the royal family, and may be the king of a country in the future, so he dismissed the plan to accept him as an apprentice, and kept his mouth shut.

Ziming heard Long Huitian ask himself in a surprised tone, and asked rhetorically for no reason: Can't I? I can't be a Jianghu person, can't I learn martial arts?

Long Huitian saw Ziming's excited appearance, so he couldn't bear to deceive, and told the truth one by one: From the perspective of your qualifications and character, you are the superior qualification to learn martial arts, at the beginning, when I didn't know that you were the prince of the dynasty, I planned to accept you as a disciple, pass on my mantle, and go to the rivers and lakes in the future, but then I heard that you are the prince of the dynasty, maybe one day, as the king of a country, I can't do it for a selfish interest, regardless of the safety of the world, you must know that what a chivalrous person does is far less than one, a good monarch does one hundred thousandth of what he does。

Zhu Ziming originally thought that he was not suitable for martial arts training, and was very annoyed, but then heard Long Huitian say that he was a superior material for practicing martial arts, but because he was a prince, he could not worship under Long Huitian, took a breath lightly, and said to Long Huitian in a self-deprecating and joking tone: Hmph! What kind of prince am I, not to mention that I am a prince who is a nest, even if I have the possibility of becoming the king of a country, I would rather choose to be a carefree, idle cloud and wild crane, and never be attached to the throne of the emperor who is like a cage in my eyes.

Long Huitian was dumbfounded by the words of Zhu Ziming, the third yellow son, and thought to himself, it seems that although this kid is young, what he said is definitely not a joke, what should I do? In a dilemma, he turned his head to look at the child's mother, wanting to find some answers from him, only to see the beautiful young woman Gu Yue at this time nodded at herself with a smile and said: The old man doesn't have to worry too much, for the affairs of the court, my mother and son have long been disheartened, and there is no desire to compete for the throne.

Long Huitian saw that the thoughts of the mother and son were firmly in agreement, and after thinking about it carefully, no matter what happened in the future, let him go! This may be God's arrangement, if you miss this son today, there may be no good disciples in the future, and maybe!

Zhu Ziming listened to Long Huitian agree to his request, to accept his own excited tears, after a while to hold back the tears under the instruction of Long Huitian to help Long Huitian sit down, and then respectfully to Long Tian bowed, Long Huitian helped Zhu Ziming who was kneeling on the ground, and said: From today on, I will officially accept you as the third generation disciple of the Fire Dragon Gate, since you and I have no distinction between high and low, I call you Ming'er, you call me Master, and when I am injured, I will take you to worship the ancestor of the Fire Dragon Gate, my ancestor Huo Yan Master。

Ziming replied respectfully: Yes, Master, waiting for Master's orders!

Long Huitian nodded, raised his eyes to look at the corpse of the blue-robed monster who was still lying in the distance, and said to his disciple Ming'er: "Ming'er, you go and dig a pit, and then bury that corpse, right? Speaking of which, this person also belongs to the Fire Dragon Sect faction, and he is still your ancestor in terms of seniority! It is really inappropriate to let his violent corpse wilderness.

Ziming has been kind-hearted since he was a child, even if the master doesn't say it, he plans to bury the corpse, at this time, seeing the master so ordered, he happily responded, picked up a long sword from the ground, dug a pit under a big tree, and buried the ancestor of the same sect who had been dead for a long time, and then spent a long time to cut a tombstone with a piece of rotten wood, and stood on the grave, with the words "The tomb of the late ancestor Mo Xiong" A few big characters, although there is no sense of vigor and power, but the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, chic and ungrouped, Long Huitian saw that he dealt with the beginning and the end, quite satisfied! His mother Gu Yue also nodded in approval.

A few days later, Long Huitian's injury turned around slightly, so he took the mother and son to the place where they learned their art, the cave of Meili Snow Mountain, and began to teach Zhu Ziming, the third-generation disciple of the Fire Dragon Gate.