The sun had risen and lit up half of the sky, but in a place like the Northern Wilderness, this morning in early winter was bright but not warm.

In the mansion of the Marquis of Dingyuan, Pingzhou City, Wu State, a middle-aged man in his forties and a teenager stood in the courtyard, both of them naked.

Although the early winter was cold, the two of them were bubbling white.

"The gun is the king of a hundred soldiers, an inch long and an inch strong. My Lin family's spear is fast and good at changing, but the young master is abandoning his long and risky today, and his gravity is lacking in change, why?" the middle-aged man with long hair asked loudly.

The reprimanded young man had a pale complexion, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and was very handsome. It's just that at this moment, his face was red, full of anger, he didn't answer the middle-aged man's words, picked up the eight-foot spear and continued to stab the middle-aged man.

The young man's marksmanship is endless, and one move is as fast as one move.

The middle-aged man held a gun in one hand behind his back, and walked leisurely in the shadow of the gun.

When the young man saw that the gang wind born by the spear didn't even touch the corner of the middle-aged man's clothes, he was not convinced, and the spear suddenly grew three inches longer, only taking the middle-aged man's throat.

The middle-aged man smiled indifferently, smashed the spear in his hand on the young man's calf, and shouted: "Don't say the pace, don't say the momentum." ”

The young man snorted in pain, his marksmanship was no longer as fast as just now, and he was very cautious in his moves, but the middle-aged man attacked with a gun, and the attacks were sprinkled, and the shadows of the guns were flying.

The young man suddenly felt that the sky was full of spearheads, left and right, and gradually retreated, very embarrassed.

After the storm, when the young man thought that he had resisted all the attacks of the middle-aged man, he suddenly felt a huge force from the barrel of his gun, his arm was numb, his five organs seemed to be struck by lightning, and a voice came from his ears: "Sharp forward is unstoppable, fast retreat is unreachable." ”

For his less than a stick of incense, he was defeated twice by a middle-aged man, which made the young man feel humiliated, and he was enthusiastic for a while, and his eyes were red and he attacked again with a gun.

The middle-aged man instantly shot two shots on the young man's arm, the young man was in pain and his hand was loose, the middle-aged man picked up the gun, the spear flew into the air, the middle-aged man slapped it out, and the spear smashed into the young man with force, and the young man finally screamed in pain.

"If the heart is not chaotic, it will not be chaotic. The young master is restless today, and he doesn't have to practice martial arts anymore. Year boxing, moon stick, long practice gun. Diligent practice can make perfect, but blind practice can damage the body. The middle-aged man said lightly.

The young man finally woke up from the pain, lowered his head and said, "Thank you Uncle Lin for your advice." ”

After Uncle Lin saw that the young man had indeed woken up, he sighed and said, "I know that you are distracted because of your father's body, but although practicing martial arts is said to strengthen your body, it is actually for the purpose of practicing your heart." Remember, no matter what happens, you can't get your mind in a mess. ”

Before the young man could answer, he suddenly saw a young man wearing servant clothes hurriedly come in, looked panicked, and shouted loudly: "Little Hou Ye, the old man just woke up and vomited a big bowl of blood, so let you come back quickly." ”

When the young man heard this, he stood in a daze as if struck by lightning, but the spear in his hand fell to the ground. Uncle Lin's expression tightened, and he picked up the young man and rushed all the way to the courtyard of the head of the family.

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they heard a suppressed sobbing, and the faces of the servants and maids were uneasy and frightened.

When I entered the room, I found that it was crowded with people, including relatives, housekeepers, generals, and servants.

A loud voice sounded: "Little Hou Ye is back, get out of the way!"

Seeing the man on the bed with white hair, thin cheeks, wrinkles, and closed eyes, the boy finally came to his senses and ran to the man on the bed crying.

The patient's surname on the bed is Xu Mingzhongshan. When he was young, Wu was in civil turmoil, and when foreign enemies invaded, the people were struggling to make a living. At the age of twenty, he abandoned his pen and followed Rong, resisted foreign invaders, made military exploits, and was named the Marquis of Dingyuan.

Two years ago, Xu Zhongshan coughed nonstop, asked a doctor for consultation, only to find out that it was tuberculosis, and coupled with the perennial march and war, he suffered a lot, lost qi and blood, and could not be healed for a long time.

And the young man is Xu Zhongshan's only son-in-law, Xu Ziyang.

Xu Zhongshan, who was on the sickbed, vaguely heard his son's cry, and after a while, he woke up again, his eyes were bright, his face was ruddy, and when he saw his son, he beckoned, and Ziyang leaned beside his father with a sad face and knelt on the ground.

Xu Zhongshan looked at Xu Ziyang and said slowly: "I have been loyal to my father and the country for forty-two years, and I have destroyed countless enemies. I thought that the killing was very deep, and I was afraid that there would be no heirs to inherit it, but I was fortunate to have a son later. You are smart and kind, before you were born, your mother and I dreamed that the Three Emperors knelt down and Nuwa celebrated, and the future achievements will definitely be limitless. Unfortunately, the father can't see it. Your two younger sisters are very young, they have no mother shortly after they were born, and their father is strict and not very close to them, and they need you to handle the future. ”

"The child must take good care of his sister and will not let them be wronged. Ziyang also understood that his father was now back to the light, and when he saw his sister standing at the head of his father's bed, his eyes were red from crying, and he responded with grief and sobbing.

After seeing his son's promise, Xu Zhongshan smiled, raised his hand with difficulty, stroked the heads of his two daughters, and then spoke: "The ancestral home of the Xu family was originally in Dizhou, and when he was young, he fought for the country and came to Pingzhou. For Dizhou's hometown, the feelings are weak. ”

Speaking of these, Xu Zhongshan couldn't help but sigh, and finally smiled: "After I die, you can bury me in Pingzhou." ”

"Daddy, I've sent people around searching for a miracle medicine to bring the dead back to life, and it won't be long before you'll recover. Xu Ziyang's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he sobbed and comforted.

After Xu Zhongshan coughed for a while, his face flushed, and after wheezing for a long time, he smiled, "Daddy's body, Daddy knows." You continue to listen to me. ”

Xu Ziyang's face was sad and he stopped talking.

"When he was governing the army for his father, he was too upright and offended many colleagues. I'm afraid that after I die, these people will fall into the grave and wait for an opportunity to take revenge. When my funeral is over, Ziyang can go back to your hometown in Dizhou, and I can rest assured that your uncle will take care of me. After saying too many words, Xu Zhongshan obviously felt a little exhausted and a little out of breath.

Only then did Xu Ziyang realize that the Xu family, which was so majestic in Pingzhou City, had reached such a dangerous situation, and he didn't know anything about it.

Although he understood that this was a kind of love for him from his father, Xu Ziyang's heart was full of bitterness and shame, and he only hated himself for not being able to support the Xu family.

Thinking of the days to come, Xu Ziyang couldn't help but feel a little uneasy and worried.

Just when Xu Ziyang's thoughts were chaotic, Xu Zhongshan's voice sounded again: "Your uncle and I have known each other since childhood, and we are like brothers. If you return to Dizhou, your uncle will definitely not let you be wronged. ”

When Xu Ziyang heard his father say this, he had no choice but to agree.

"Ziyang, I have known Zixu for more than 40 years, and we are like brothers. If there is anything in the future, you can discuss it with Zixu. Xu Zhongshan took Ziyang's hand with difficulty, pointed at Uncle Lin and said.

"Zixu, I'm really sorry for you, and I mistook you to ask for the Tao. Xu Zhongshan said with tears in his eyes.

"Master, everything is fateful. Today's events also made me understand that my roots are shallow, and I have no chance to seek the Tao. Lin Zixu sighed and said, "Master, I will definitely protect the young master and the Xu family, you can go with confidence." ”

After hearing Lin Zixu's promise, Xu Zhongshan was relieved and fell on the bed with a smile.

"Sir!"

"Father!"

The housekeeper had prepared Xu Zhongshan's aftermath earlier, and the maid and servant quickly got busy after grief.