"The prince wants to go back to his hometown in Qingcheng, you should pack your things immediately and get ready to go." Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info personal escort will greet people outside to prepare.

The prince with tears on his face looked at the dense needles and corners on his shabby clothes, as if he had returned to the time when he entered Beijing to take the exam. The weather is freezing and the road is difficult to walk, and it is this stitch that allows him to survive the cold winter. But how can that just be the reason for the clothes! Thousands of miles to rush for the exam, the wind and frost are cold, the evil epidemic is urging people, and the people in brocade clothes and jade food fall on the road, and he can survive by relying on his mother's strong love for his son sewn into his clothes with stitches and threads!

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The autumn wind is bleak, the sky is late, and a few withered yellow broken leaves are like butterflies flying. A cold wind blew, and the chill was even worse. Li Yu pulled the snow-white robe on his body, the robe was carefully made of high-grade mink skin, and the silky threads were embroidered with a tiger-shaped dragon pattern, which was completely integrated, and there were no traces of handwork. Looking up, Qingcheng outside the city is full of people who greet them, they are dancing to welcome their arrival, they are proud of themselves, Qingcheng is Li Yu's hometown, Qingcheng is famous for Li Yu. "Fame moves the world, clothes return to the hometown, isn't this exactly what I dreamed of when I was young, where to go with a sword and a sword, to laugh at the princes, what else to pursue in life." Li Yu thought silently, but why did he feel lost, there was always a trace of melancholy lingering in his heart.

Walk into the city......

In front of the door, the sycamore tree planted when I was a child was already majestic and upright, covering the entire courtyard, and it was alone at the door. The house has been completely repaired, and although it is old but clean, it seems that there are still people living in it. Li Yu seems to have returned to his childhood, whenever he comes home after reading, he can see the smoke rising from a distance, and the intoxicating aroma of food makes people intoxicated.

"Mother"! Li Yu habitually shouted. But there was no woman who hurriedly picked him up, no smiling father looked at him kindly, and no one answered a word.

"Hey, I'm confused!" Li Yu said self-deprecatingly. Suddenly, he found an old man with gray hair sitting in front of the millstone in front of the door, wrapped in linen clothes, and fell asleep. The accompanying guards wanted to step forward to drive him away, but Li Yu stopped him. Li Yu recognized him as the son of the butcher Yang next door, when he was a child, he bullied himself with his tall stature, and he often made holes in his clothes at that time, but he didn't expect that he was also a dying old man now. Li Yu stepped forward, took off his coat and put it on the old man, and told everyone not to disturb him.

A cold wind blew, and a sycamore leaf that was about to fall on his body was blown aside. Pushing open the dilapidated wooden door of the courtyard, "How long has it been since I been home?" Li Yu thought secretly. Since I went out to catch the exam, I began to live a life of crusade and westward discussion, and how many times I wanted to go home to see, I couldn't make it because of trivial troubles, and sometimes I even passed by my hometown. Many years ago, when the defense against foreign enemies was fierce, the news came that my father was seriously ill. In order to defend the country, he insisted on staying on the battlefield, and the battle was won, and his father left. When he led his troops to expand the territory, his mother also left. When the news came, I cried and vomited blood with grief and indignation, and finally I had no parents. This became his lifelong regret.

He walked slowly into the house, and there was a well in the yard, and the mouth of the well was overgrown with moss and dead grass. Next to the well was a small stone table, flanked by two stone benches, which were covered with thick dust. Li Yu didn't wipe the dust, and sat directly on the stone bench, looking at the old house that was crumbling in the wind. The house was so dilapidated that there were several big holes in the roof, and it was estimated that it would collapse after a while, he touched the stone table with his hand as he watched. Suddenly, he felt a mark on the table, and he quickly picked up the fallen leaves and dust with his hands.

On the stone table, there was a deep mark of an axe split, and the word "Jing" was engraved next to the axe mark. It was his young and naughty, and he didn't know how to throw an axe around. The axe slammed into the stone table and bounced off his father's shoulder. Looking at the bleeding wound, he felt fear for the first time, he felt endless fear, he felt something indescribable. At that moment, he seemed to have matured, and he carved a static character on the stone table, reminding himself to be calm all the time.

Li Yu quietly looked at the grass and trees in the courtyard, leaving endless memories everywhere. He sat like that, as if he had thought of something from time to time, and suddenly smirked, and as if he had realized something, he frowned......

Asking the outside of the hall was very different at this time, since Li Yu entered, it was covered by a thick fog. The huge square outside the hall seemed to have some kind of formation activated, which had driven away all the people in the range, and it was full of chaotic energy, and the mystery of the formation appeared and shuttled inside and outside the square. At the same time, in the endless and distant void, a gaze was cast, quietly watching; in the infinite depths of the fairy world, a huge eye opened, and countless black mist bodies flowed in the eyes, screaming to rush out of this thick earth; then, in the high sky and void of the fairy world, two ancient beings looked down in unison.

Mu Ling fluttered, and was repelled by the mysterious formation on the square of the Dao Temple, and fell to the ground headfirst like a turnip. Mu Ling's tidied clothes became messy, and his hair fell to the side in a mess...... That's right, if Li Yu is here, he will definitely see a surprising scene - Mu Ling turned out to be bald!!

Mu Ling hurriedly picked up the hair and put it on his head, and the hair was naturally coiled on his head. After seeing that no one was paying attention, he slowly straightened his clothes. "I was so careless this time that I was almost looked at by others, otherwise my handsome and chic glorious image would be gone. You are still an immortal weapon, and you are so careless." Mu Ling grabbed a strand of hair and asked angrily. Yes, Mu Ling's white hair is an immortal weapon, and it is a mid-level third-grade immortal weapon. I saw the strands of hair stand up from his hand, shake it gently, and then all the hair leaves his bald head. "No, I was wrong, you can go back quickly." Mu Ling shouted loudly. Only then did those soft hairs slowly return to Mu Ling's head, wrapped around the smooth head fiercely. "Count you ruthlessly!" Mu Ling said depressedly.

In the small courtyard, Li Yu sat quietly. His eyes were closed, not knowing what he was thinking. The entourage was silently waiting outside the door, and whenever the prince was thinking deeply, he must be thinking of something amazing.

At some point, Li Yu opened his eyes, and he turned around and called his entourage over.

"I, Li Yu, won the top prize in the self-examination, was deeply favored by the emperor, fought in the east and west, and galloped across the field for countless years. I think I got everything I wanted, and I had endless glory. Once in the cold and snow of Beisai, Qingmei cooked wine and talked about the heroes of the world, but he never had the idea of having wine and getting drunk today, so that heroes are not greedy for cups. I have done a lot of things, but I found that many of them were not done well. I have passed through my hometown many times but have never seen my parents and villagers, and I have seen the old man thinking that he is invincible and disrespectful, these are all things to do."

"I didn't know what happiness was before, but now I know that true happiness has nothing to do with mastering the world. The real happiness is that the parents are there, the old age is nurtured, the brothers are harmonious, and they love each other; the real happiness is to look up to the sky and not bow down to others; the real happiness is to educate the world's talents, teach a person to be a little happy, and if you can teach the world's talents, it is the greatest happiness."

The retinue and the people gathered here listened in deep thought.

After Li Yu finished speaking, he walked to the door of the crumbling old house and brushed the dust on the door with his hand. He smiled and pushed open the door and walked into the house.

led people to react, but found that the old house had collapsed......