Yunluo has been in the army with his father since he was a child, and he has fought countless battles in his life, and has repeatedly performed dangerous situations and died all his life, but no matter what kind of hardships and dangers Yunluo has never frowned, but since his son Yunfeiyu was born, Yunluo has often frowned, and now he himself is just over forty years old, and he is in the prime of life, and the power is in the hands of the best officials, he should be proud, but there are already several wrinkles on his forehead, if time can be turned back, Yunluo will definitely not teach his son family martial arts, but time is gone, and the fourteen-year-old Yun Feiyu has also practiced the Yun family's family heirloom cloud spear to the point that Yunluo himself was at the beginning, and Yunluo still feels a little relieved in his heart for this, The Yun family has been in the west wind for generations, and his son Yun Feiyu inherits the family heirloom is also Yunluo's wish, but the mistake is that Yun Feiyu is stubborn by nature, and after studying martial arts, he has been making trouble in Beijing all day long, and most of the children of the powerful people in the DPRK have been beaten by Yun Feiyu on the street, because Yun Luo is high and powerful, and no one dares to come to the door to ask for the crime, which also causes Yun Feiyu to break into more and more trouble, just say that Yun Fei Yu has a headache this time, because it is not someone else who is beaten, but the ninth son of the emperor today - Zhu Xing, the ninth highness of the Ninth Highness.

When the housekeeper Yun An reported that Yun Feiyu had beaten the mouth and nose of His Royal Highness Zhu Xing with blood, Yun Luo, who was drinking tea, choked out a mouthful of water, and almost lost his breath, and hurriedly ordered the housekeeper to bring back the troublesome little ancestor, even if he was tied up, he would be tied back. After a short time, the housekeeper took Yun Feiyu to the front hall, Yunluo saw that his son was also disgraced, and there were still blood stains on the corners of his face and mouth, although he was distressed, but Yunluo was full of fierce faces, and scolded angrily: "You bastard, even His Royal Highness the prince dare to fight! Our Yun family has been loyal for generations, do you know what loyalty is?"

Yun Feiyu was not angry, and argued: "I didn't know that he was His Royal Highness, I only thought he was a rich son ......at first, but what do you think?"

"Can the rich and rich do it casually? How many times have I taught you, practicing martial arts is not for the sake of being strong and competitive, practicing martial arts is the first priority, where is your martial virtue?"

"Who asked him to bully Sister Yu'er, hmph! Relying on his power and power, he can bully others casually, he is the one who beats, it is Daddy, you taught me, those who practice martial arts must be chivalrous and righteous, and I have done nothing wrong. ”

"Sister Yu'er, who is that, why is this bastard fighting with His Royal Highness the Nine?"

Yun An, the housekeeper next to him, hurriedly bowed and replied: "The young master's sister Yu'er is the first of the three dancing queens, Fei Yu'er, she performed in Yanxia Building, and His Royal Highness the Ninth asked her to accompany her, and the young master couldn't get used to it, so he beat His Royal Highness the Nine." ”

"Bastard! just for a dancing girl, you actually fought with the prince, how old are you to learn to be jealous, you just wander around all day long, and now you run to the land of fireworks at a young age to fool around, you have to be angry with me!" Yun Luo was furious, and immediately turned around to find something to scold Yun Feiyu.

Seeing that his father was really angry, he couldn't help but feel apprehensive, and wanted to run, but Yun Feiyu peeked at his mother Wen and walked in the door, and said stubbornly in the same place: "Sister Yu'er is a fairy-like character, that Zhu Xing's fat pig brain looks like a big fat pig, how can Sister Yu'er allow him to blaspheme, today you just beat me to death, I don't regret beating that fat pig!"

Yunluo was even more annoyed when he heard this, and reached out to pick up a chair in the hall and was about to smash it at Yun Feiyu, at this time, Wen, who had just entered the hall, saw that her husband was going to beat her baby son with a chair, and her pretty face was cold and shouted: "Yunluo, what are you going to do!" Wen's real name is Lan Xiu, born in a powerful family, married into the Yun family at the age of seventeen, and did not give birth to a son of Yun Feiyu until five years later.

Yun Feiyu saw that the "talisman" was coming, so he hurriedly hid behind Wen's and said aggrievedly: "Mother, daddy, he wants to kill the child!"

Wen Shi saw that his precious son's face was full of earth, and there were blood stains on the corners of his mouth, he was very distressed, caressed Yun Feiyu's face, and asked softly: "Yu'er, why did your father beat you? Tell your mother, your mother will help you decide!"

Seeing his wife Wen, Yun Luo knew that Yun Feiyu had escaped again this time, put down his chair, and sighed: "Xiu'er, this bastard actually hurt people because he was jealous of competing with others, do you say it's annoying?"

"Ah! Yu'er, which girl do you have a crush on? How does she look better than her mother? If she doesn't look as good as her mother, then her mother doesn't allow it, but her mother also hopes to hold her grandson earlier, you bring her to the house, and let your mother check for you. Wen Lanxiu's early fame and barbaric name were passed on together, full of west wind, married to Yunluo for nearly 20 years, still showing the mentality of a little daughter from time to time, next to Yunluo was weak for a while, crying and laughing and said: "This bastard beat His Royal Highness the prince for a dancing girl! Xiu'er, you can't spoil him too much, this kid is becoming more and more lawless." ”

"Well, I beat His Royal Highness the Prince, I'm really angry! Good son, you have courage, my mother supports you," Wen Lanxiu praised Yun Feiyu, turned her face to Yun Luoshu and said: "The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people, what are you afraid of, I know that our son will not beat him for no reason, which one of the people who was beaten in the past was not a bully and a fool, you go to the palace to explain to the old man of the emperor, I don't think he will blame Yu'er." "Wen Lanxiu was born in a noble and unusual background, the Wen family has a very strong foundation in the west wind, and her aunt is the queen of the dynasty, according to the generation Yun Feiyu wants to call the current saint his aunt and grandfather, and he beat the Nine Emperors is his cousin.

Listening to his mother's words lightly pushing the matter of beating the prince to his father, Yun Feiyu hid behind Wen Lanxiu and stuck out his tongue at Yun Luo, making a smug face, Yun Shi also cherished this only son very much, although he was annoyed that he didn't know the height of the sky, but he was reckless with his son, Yun Luo still had some agreement in his heart, otherwise he would not deal with his son's beating lightly every time, although it was so, but he couldn't get used to it all the time, Yun Luo glared at Yun Feiyu fiercely, and said: "You just think about it behind closed doors at home, punish you for not going out for half a month, and put " Copy it ten times!" After speaking, he turned around and left the hall, wanting to enter the palace to apologize to the Lord of the West Wind Country.

"Military Strategy" is the art of war written by Gongsun San, who is known as the "God of War" in the history of the West Wind, the whole book is 36 chapters, divided into four articles: polemics, words and soldiers, formation, and strategy, mainly to explain how to train soldiers, how to be a general, sprinkled nearly 20,000 words, Yun Feiyu heard that his father punished him to copy ten times, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, and begged for mercy to his mother Wen Lanxiu: "Mother, since I didn't do anything wrong, then "Military Strategy" doesn't need to be copied?"

Wen Lanxiu twisted Yun Feiyu's ears lightly, and said angrily: "When can you change what your father said?" You tell your mother who that dancing girl is, what she looks like, can make my little feather tempted, I really want to see her." ”

Yun Feiyu bared his teeth and cracked his mouth, bent over his head sideways and shouted softly: "Mother, it hurts!" Wen Lanxiu smiled, pointed at Yun Feiyu's forehead with her hand, and said angrily: "Just your ghost elf, just now my mother saw that the corners of your mouth were bloody, why don't you know that it hurts when you fight with people? You tell your mother what is going on this time." ”

Hehe smiled, Yun Feiyu stood up and explained to his mother Wen Lanxiu about beating Zhu Xing, "Sister Yu'er's stage name is Fei Yu'er, she is known as the three major dancing girls in the world together with Nanxue of Zhouguo and Shangguan Xiuxin of Zongyuan, and all three of them are selling their arts, not selling their bodies, this time Sister Yu'er was invited to perform in our Yanxia Building in Xifeng Beijing." A few days ago, I saw the two boys of the Zhao family in Xing'an Temple molesting Yu'er's sister's maid, so I beat them, so I met with Yu'er's sister, and then chatted about fate, Yu'er's sister recognized me as a godbrother, and I went to support Yu'er's sister today's performance, who knew that Zhu Xing's kid was drunk, and he did something to Yu'er's sister in public, I couldn't get used to Yu'er's sister being angry and went up to beat him, although Zhu Xing was a straw bag, but the two subordinates he brought were very powerful, and finally his son was disgraced. ”

"Oh, do you know what the names of those two subordinates are? Mother wants to see who dares to beat my baby Yu'er!" A fierce color flashed in her eyes, Wen Lanxiu was already a little angry, her baby son was her heart's meat, even her husband Yunluo Wen Lanxiu was not allowed to teach a lesson, let alone others, she was completely gentle and delicate like her name, Wen Lanxiu She is also a woman with a violent personality, even Zhu Long, the lord of the West Wind Country, is also afraid of this niece.

Yun Feiyu is not a person who can be ignored and unforgiving, and he also beat Zhu Xing's nosebleed, and the two guards were later beaten and had no power to fight back, in the end, Zhu Xing is the emperor's own son, and the emperor does not necessarily have to protect the Yun family, and it may also make the queen's aunt and grandmother Wen Ya embarrassed, Yun Feiyu thought of this, held his head high and pretended to be generous: "He was also beaten down by me later, so I won't care about them!" Then he suddenly bent over and hunched over and said bitterly: "I'll go to the study to copy "Military Strategy" , mother, you will let someone send dinner to the study!" The changes before and after are not like a person at all, people can't help but laugh, Wen Lanxiu was amused by her son and laughed more than once, so she put down the matter of the two guards, and began to think about what to do for her son at night, and her son will definitely copy the book very late!

Yunluo had to enter the palace to apologize to the lord of the country, his son beat Zhu Xing, and the saint should not blame too much, because the saint Zhu Long didn't like the ninth son who only knew wine, but Zhu Xing's mother Concubine Mei had always protected her shortcomings, and she was at odds with the queen, Yunluo nominally apologized to the saint Zhu Long, but actually wanted to give Concubine Mei face.

The guard eunuch led the cloud into the Qinzheng Palace, and it happened that Concubine Mei had just cried to Emperor Zhu Long with Zhu Xing, who had blood on her mouth and nose, and saw the cloud fall into the hall, Concubine Mei turned her face and snorted softly, Concubine Mei was over thirty years old but was born like a twenty-eight petite, her skin was white and tender like snow, and her eyes with tears were even more touching and lovable. Zhu Xing, who was fat and big-eared next to him, had blood on his face and teary eyes, but he looked a little funny, if Yun Feiyu was here, he would definitely laugh at him like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

Looking at Zhu Xing's straw bag, Yunluo smiled secretly in his heart, but his face was solemn, and he bowed and said: "Chen Yunluo has seen Your Majesty, Concubine Mei Niangniang, may Your Majesty live long live Long live, Niang Niang thousand years old and thousands of years old!"

Zhu Long, the lord of the West Wind Country, is nearly fifty years old, with long kind eyebrows and kind eyes, if it weren't for a yellow robe, Zhu Long wouldn't look like an emperor, he looked like a private school gentleman, seeing his henchman Yunluo to see him, Zhu Long smiled and whispered: "Yun Qing is not polite, you came just in time! Fei Yu is causing trouble for me again!"