Phoenix and Dragon

Xiao Yu, the eldest son of Song Guogong, was enjoying himself while listening to the opera at the front desk.

Royal food is too difficult to digest, but you have to eat it; royal dramas only talk about state affairs, but they are still good.

Ordinarily, big things can't interrupt Xiao Yu's joy in listening to the opera. As for the stinky and shameless mess of the barbarians... What the hell is that?Can it be a play?

To be a fan of the theater to Xiao Yu's level has already become an obsession.

Delusion is indulging in confusion, at most it is a temporary trance, and a thought becomes an obsession, which is a disease for a lifetime.

But for some reason, Xiao Yu felt a little distracted today.

Can this dementia be cured?Xiao Yu pondered silently by himself, always feeling uneasy somewhere.

Song Guogong's son has been a dude since he was a child, and he is not qualified to compete with the old man of Prince Su. He is unique in the same line as Song Guogong.It is heard that Xiao Yu is the only legitimate son of the Duke of Song, and he has been doted on by the Duke's wife in every possible way since he was a child.Mrs. Guogong has a lot of background, she is the princess of the current dynasty, and according to her seniority, she is her cousin. Song Guogong has always respected the wife of the princess, and loves this son very much.

When Xiao Yu was one year old, Duke Song had a grand banquet for relatives and friends in the mansion, and the scene was very grand.

There is an important custom at the baby's first birthday feast, which is "catch the week". In fact, this custom is just a good wish of the adults. Children have no taboos, and they use the vague instinctive reactions in their infancy to make everyone laugh, which is not acceptable. True or false, but trying to get a lot of money and excitement.

Song Guogong's son's "catch the week" is extremely grand under the arrangement of Guogong's wife. There are not many but not many things on the big case. Seals, scriptures, pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all available. silver ingots, jewelry for dressing up, and eating toys for children.

There is a saying about what to grasp. If you grasp the seal, you will have a prosperous career. If you grasp the Four Treasures of the Study, you will definitely get three yuan.

Xiao Yu was born with a golden spoon in his mouth, the eldest son of the Duke's family, and the worst thing he will do in the future will be the life of a princely son. With the ancestral shade on his head, as long as he doesn't participate in conspiracy or death, he will be at ease I am afraid that there will be no problems in the first life. The descendant of Zhongming Dingshi's family, only relying on the dowry of his mother's princess, is enough for him to spend his life in luxury and money, and there is no shortage of money.As for the imperial examination, he didn't need to rely on this feudal marquis to enter the imperial court. Anyway, the emperor looked at his ancestor's face, and it wasn't a big problem to reward him with a half-job.

Song Guogong was actually a little curious about the future prospects of his precious son who was born with everything.

The nanny came out of the side room holding Xiao Yu who was like a dough ball, and everyone watched the child amused. The nanny walked back and forth in front of the big case where he was displaying things, coaxing him to grab one.

The child rolled his eyes, babbled and couldn't speak clearly, walked to the place where the rouge was placed, and said "ahhh" twice.

The nanny thought he had taken a fancy to something, and hugged him and leaned over, but his chubby hand didn't grab the rouge box, he just touched it, and then he smeared the nanny's face.

The crowd roared with laughter.

The Duke's wife couldn't help laughing, so she simply took over her own son of the devil king, put him on the big case, let him crawl around, and just followed him to prevent him from falling, and decisively let the nanny wash her face.

But Xiao Yu crawled around on the case and felt that it was boring, so he simply sat still.

The Duke's wife laughed and coaxed him to choose something, but he was unwilling in every possible way. He turned his eyes and stared straight at the quietly smiling child in the arms of a young lady.

Naturally, Xiao Yu didn't remember these things, but every time Mrs. Guogong mentioned that he was going to catch the little prince of Princess Pingyang's house at the catch Zhou banquet, she would beam with joy and vividly. It was rare for him not to know.

Later, the child refused to let him catch it, so he had to grab a stamp casually and settle the matter.

Song Guogong was very satisfied because of this - although Song Guogong's mansion did not point to Xiao Yu's glorious lintel, but he was never too famous, and if this son was useful in the court one day, he could be regarded as a comfort to his ancestors.

Xiao Yu thought about it later, and some things were probably destined by the heavens. As early as 20 years ago, the fate of the world of mortals had already revealed the faint clues that were hidden.

Some people, who were a disaster when they were young, become disasters when they grow up.To be a friend is to board a thief ship, to be a lover is to miss a lifetime.

Xiao Yu himself has been on this pirate ship for 20 years without a heart, and I don't know who else is lacking the half-heartedness for him.

It's true, I don't know if I'm lucky or not.

Xiao Yu felt that today's play was really unsettling, and it was unimaginable to be distracted to this state. He didn't know why he remembered this past event that his mother had been repeating for many years, and even listened to the play without taste. stand up.

how?Do you miss the old days when you should be dragged out to chop your hands?Do you miss your youth and ignorance that deserved to be struck by lightning?

Everything seemed to be doomed since that year, Xiao Yu felt a little depressed.

The drama on the stage is just lively, and it's all about dying, and the gold and iron horses are glorious for a while, but in the end they all end up with a handful of loess. How to say, they are a bit depressing.

Xiao Yu felt that he might be suffering from eating too many royal banquets that were indigestible, and happened to lose the mood to watch a play, so he simply got up and decided to go out for a breather.

Xiao Yu didn't come alone. As soon as he moved away, the two people who were hiding far away in the dark met their eyes and reminded each other to keep up.

Because today is a big day for the imperial court, Xiyuan, which is usually deserted and quiet, is now heavily guarded, not to mention the eldest son of the emperor and the barbarian who makes the current emperor a headache. , regardless of whether the pillars are upright or not, but if it is here, at the feet of the emperor, no matter which adult Hou Ye has something wrong, it is not a trivial matter.

Guard against this thing, guard against thieves but not relatives, guard against accidents but not guard against carelessness.

Xiao Yu strolled to the gate of Xiyuan, just in time to see the commander of the Imperial Forest Army patrolling with his guards.

The Imperial Forest Army is soldiers of nobles, and there are only a few dignitaries in Beijing who marry each other. Strictly speaking, they are all relatives of sons and daughters, the royal relatives of the Manchu Dynasty.

The current commander of the Imperial Forest Army is surnamed Han, and his name is Han Zhan. In terms of seniority, he can be regarded as Xiao Yu's cousin who has turned around a few turns. When he got closer, he saw that Xiao Yu was wandering around, so naturally he would not stop him, at most he would pat him Shoulder to greet him.

"Yo Qiqi! Shiwen." Commander Han called Xiao Yu's word and smiled happily.He came from a family of military generals, and he was very bold. When he saw Xiao Yu patted him on the shoulder, he said, "There are also times when you, a theater fan, can't sit still in the theater? Why? You don't listen to good plays, so you come out to accompany us Brother look at the black light and blind fire?"

Xiao Yu was almost slapped into the grass by his two slaps, neither light nor heavy, knowing that he didn't do it on purpose, and he couldn't care about it, so he could only deal with it with a grim face and a smile: "Cousin joked, It's autumn, and I feel irritable, and I don't know who is in the garden who is afraid of the cold and stuffy, and the heating is full, and I am stuffy, so I went out for a walk."

Commander Han nodded understandingly when he heard this, and said angrily, "It's because you're bored, you can just walk around, I've heard about it, so you don't have to watch those savages play tricks inside."

Seeing his righteous indignation, Xiao Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "Yes, yes, I don't talk too much with my cousin. You are on a job, so it's not a problem for someone with a heart to see."

Commander Han nodded: "Yes, that's fine. Let's talk about it when I come back, I really have something to do, so I can't delay it." He said, waved his hand, and said to the soldiers behind: "Let's go! Be a messenger tonight , there can be no mistakes in any case.”

Xiao Yu was about to leave, but it was a little strange to hear what Han Zhan said.

The Han family produced military generals, and they have never been able to cultivate any meticulous people. Han Zhan has always been more than brave, and he is a bit lacking in meticulousness.

What's going on today?

Xiao Yu's uneasiness just now suddenly reappeared, and he always felt that this unsteady mind must be settled somewhere. He stopped and pulled aside.

"You said just now that you heard that the barbarian is playing awe-inspiring inside?" Xiao Yu frowned, "Who did you hear that from?"

Han Zhan looked at him mysteriously, and thought something serious had happened. Hearing his question, he curled his lips and heaved a sigh of relief: "Hey, that's it? I saw Meng Dong just now, and he was in a hurry. I asked him why? Yes, he told me."

Xiao Yu didn't react when he first heard it: "Meng Dong? Which Meng Dong?"

Han Zhan frowned and looked at him: "Li Mengdong, the boss of Prince Su's family, why did you even forget him?"

Xiao Yu fell silent...

Li Mingyuan, whose name is Meng Dong, hasn't been called that for many years, and he didn't think of it at first, so he touched his nose in embarrassment.

"No." Xiao Yu said, "I didn't hear what you said just now, where did you just say?...Oh yes, he was anxious to get angry, he has such a hot temper, who provoked him again? The old prince is acting like a monster again ? Or did the second child get into trouble again?"

Han Zhan shook his head: "It doesn't look like it." He pondered for a while before saying, "Oh right, when Meng Dong left, there was someone behind him, and I looked familiar, it was the one who was very popular in the capital... The one who came out to play in Zhengyi Temple a few days ago..."

Xiao Yu suddenly remembered something, his heart sank suddenly, and his face was shocked: "Qin Feng? Is it Qin Feng?"

"Yes! That's the boss Qin Fengqin! Why is he here today? Has his play been passed on?... Hey, Shiwen! What are you doing?"

Xiao Yu didn't wait for Han Zhan's words to fall, he had already run away like a wild dog and disappeared without a trace, without the usual image of a handsome and graceful son.

He should have known that Qin Feng never did useless things. He must have a plan for his sudden appearance. He was disgusted at the banquet and forgot about it before, and he always felt that he had forgotten something. It should be on Qin Feng.

The acre of Xiyuan is not big or small, and it is usually used as a garden for eating too much. A group of craftsmen and gardeners have been fooled to create a lot of arty rockery bonsai, Under the blue sky and broad daylight, it does look a bit tasteful, but now it seems extremely obtrusive.

Xiao Yu was so annoyed that he almost wanted to stretch out his hands to pull weeds. He stopped and thought for a while, and secretly scolded Qin Feng for being an incomprehensible stick, let alone what medicine he sold in his gourd.

Seeing that there was no one around, the two cronies who came out just now silently got out from one side of the haystack, stood behind Xiao Yu, and said in unison: "My lord."

Xiao Yu heard the voices of the two people, and without turning his head, he was just thinking in the chaotic north wind.

Where will Qin Feng go?

What is Qin Feng going to do?

"Where are the people following your ninth master?" Xiao Yu asked.

In front of his cronies, he was not a dandy like that young master Jiao at all. Instead, he showed the rigor and sternness of a superior, "Go, let him come back to me right away, I want to know where your ninth master is right now."

The two people behind them looked at each other, and the wooden stake seemed to have taken root, and the pestle stayed on the spot without daring to move, without making a sound.

Xiao Yu waited for a while, but he didn't get a reply. He half turned his head in doubt: "What are you doing here, Lord? Is it wrong?"

Neither of the two cronies dared to raise their heads.

Xiao Yu's originally handsome face showed some anger: "You...you guys!"

As soon as he uttered his own words, he suddenly understood in a blink of an eye.

Xiao Yu himself was stunned by his own thoughts, and after that moment of stupefaction, he felt that even if he used to have an easy-going good temper, he was about to explode at this moment: "What is that bastard Qin Jiu going to do? ! What is he going to do!"

The instigator was ignorant of Song Guogong's anger. On the contrary, he smiled gracefully and leisurely, although what he did did not look so elegant.

Li Mingyuan followed Qin Feng, secretly sizing up Qin Feng's posture and his own posture, and had to admit that Qin Feng, an actor from Liyuanxing, had a softer figure than himself, a martial arts practitioner. The comfortable posture of bending over and half squatting before leaning forward, he does it like a beauty lying on a flower bed, but when he does it himself, no matter how you look at it, it looks like... Chu Gong, or the unobstructed kind of pussy, commonly known as constipation.

Of course, Prince Su's son would not admit that his posture was offensive, so he could only frown and express his inner displeasure in other places.

"Hey!" Li Mingyuan whispered viciously, "What did you bring me here for? To catch a traitor?"

The son's association is indeed unique.

Qin Feng has never been a merciful master. If he had been in normal times, he would have pierced through Shi Ziye's filthiness, but at the moment, he didn't reply, he just said: "Shi Zi, don't worry... …almost there."

Li Mingyuan's legs were sore from squatting, and he was frowning as he was about to get angry, when he saw a shadow sneaking out of the dark bonsai yard in front of him.

Li Mingyuan immediately silenced his voice, and then took a closer look. The shadow was not high, and he looked like a half-grown child. After thinking about it again, he suddenly realized that this child was clearly the little actor who talked to Qin Feng just now, a little flowery face named Xiaohua Son.