"It's the courtier."

Emperor Jiazheng looked at the young prince of the Jiang family up and down, and was very surprised: "Everyone said that the only son of Lord Jiang, the leader of the Jiushu, was born weak and stayed in the sick bed for a long time. Like my second prince, he is a spoiled life. But When I look at you today, you are full of vigor and majesty, you really don't look like a sick and weak body."

The young master hesitated to speak, remembering his father's repeated instructions, he lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Emperor Jiazheng smiled happily: "As expected of Jiang Aiqing's son, he really has an extraordinary temperament, bright and beautiful."

After saying this, Emperor Jiazheng stretched out his hand and pressed the young master's shoulder, feeling even more surprised: "It is said that you are sick and weak, but I see that your body is very strong. Come!" Emperor Jiazheng picked it up on the ground A broken plum branch.

"Tricked me up."

"Your Majesty, Xiaomin..."

"You don't need to be nervous, just gesture twice. Besides..." Emperor Jiazheng's tone paused slightly, and the atmosphere around him froze instantly. His tone was not harsh, but there was an irresistible pressure: "You also There is no need to pretend, although I am old, I am not confused. I can tell whether you are weak or strong at a glance."

"Xiaomin dare not lie to the emperor, but... two gestures are not enough. The emperor is the emperor, and no matter how courageous Xiaomin is, he dare not fight with the emperor. Such disrespectful things must not be done."

"I let you do it, forgive your innocence."

"That's not OK."

Emperor Jiazheng didn't say anything for a long time, staring at the stubborn young man in front of him, scared the eunuchs behind him to hold their breath, for fear of offending the emperor.

Suddenly, Emperor Jiazheng smiled, not smiling, but laughing up to the sky.

"Okay, Jiang Aiqing's education is good. You are younger than my second prince, but you are much more sensible than him. I am very happy." Emperor Jiazheng looked happy and said: "The six arts of a Confucian gentleman: ritual, music, You must know archery, imperial combat, calligraphy, and numbering. I see that you have a strong body, can you learn how to ride and shoot?"

The young master nodded, Emperor Jiazheng laughed even more happily, and immediately ordered people to prepare bows and arrows, pointing to the snowman piled up in the plum grove in the distance: "Take that snowman as the target, how about?"

"Okay." The young boy had no scruples anymore, he took the bow and arrow in his hand, aimed at the target a hundred meters away, and shot the bow effortlessly.A sword pierced the sky and pierced through the snowman's head.

"Good!" Emperor Jiazheng shouted and clapped vigorously.A flash of light flashed in his piercing eyes, he looked at the young man and said, "Good boy, do you know Jiushu?"

"Know some." The young master didn't doubt him, just told the truth.

Emperor Jiazheng asked again: "Then do you think Jiushu is good?"

"It is not only the place where my father works, but also the place built by His Majesty the Emperor himself, so it is naturally good."

"Yes, it was created by me alone. Jiushu is my eyes and my dark sword. I will only give this sword to the most trusted person."

"Is it father?"

"Of course." Emperor Jiazheng's eyes were gentle, he took the gun from the eunuch, and while aiming at the target, he asked softly: "Junge, do you want to be the person I trust most, do you want to hold my secret hand tightly?" sword?"

The sharp arrow was unsheathed, and shot straight at the snowman with the momentum of armor-piercing broken stones.Just at this moment, a bird with colorful wings flew into the Merlin from the sky, and hit the sharp arrow of Emperor Jiazheng.

"Slept in a daze!" Jiang Junge turned pale with shock, grabbed a handful of Baixue on the ground, squeezed it into a snowball in the palm of his hand, and shot out his fingers like lightning.In just an instant, the snowball exploded, and the sharp arrow that shone coldly also split into two pieces with a "snap".

For a short moment, everyone was stunned.The parrot was frightened and flew away to the roof in the distance.

"Junge, what are you doing!"

The sudden stern voice made him break out in a cold sweat. It was his father.

His father was still ill, and his spirit was slumped, but at this moment, he was flying into a rage, his head burst into blue veins, and his whole body was trembling.He walked over, and first knelt down to worship Emperor Jiazheng: "Your Majesty, the dog is naughty and disturbed the holy driver, and I hope to make amends."

"Hurry up, this is what I suggested, so why bother. Instead..." Emperor Jiazheng narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, with a treacherous smile on his lips: "I am amazed by Jun Ge's martial arts. He can fly Xue broke the sharp arrow, and she has such advanced cultivation at such a young age. I am afraid that in the future, without any intermediary, just a blast of evil spirit from the air can crush a target a hundred meters away."

"The emperor is really flattering the dog, he actually..."

"Jiang Aiqing, what do you think... how about letting Junge succeed you as the next leader of Jiushu?"

He couldn't hear the conversation after that, because his people had been taken away by the angry father who ordered the housekeeper.Although he was very puzzled, where did he go?That's right, he doesn't feel like he's done anything wrong.

"My son was beaten again, and the master is angry again."

"..."

That dead bird should really be let the emperor shoot it to death!

Emperor Jiazheng left, and he was taken to his father's study to kneel.

"How many times have I told my father that you are only allowed to practice martial arts and not show off martial arts. As a result, have you ignored what my father said?" Although my father was strict, he seldom got angry like this, even standing outside the door. Mother was terrified.

And he will not be afraid, but only feel wronged: "Since children are not allowed to show martial arts, why bother to practice martial arts!"

"That's for my father to see that your bones are so strange, you are a good young man born to practice martial arts, I don't want to waste your talent, plus..." Father's tone froze, and his already pale complexion became even more bloodless. : "As a father, I have offended many people outside. In order to prevent revenge from people in the Jianghu and even the court, my father allows you to practice martial arts. If there is an accident, you can not only protect yourself, but also protect your mother well. No accident, everyone thinks that you are weak and can be bullied, not to be feared, so they will not kill you. I want to protect you with this, do you understand?"

"What you did today really disappointed me. Not only did you show your strength in front of people, but your Majesty the Emperor saw it. Now he has high hopes for you, as if he had found a treasure, and he wholeheartedly wants to train you to be the next The leader of Jiushu. What is Jiushu? It is an organization that is bleeding down."

"But, if not, the parrot given by my cousin would have died. Besides, if the child deliberately lied, wouldn't it be deceitful?"

"Don't talk back!"

He lowered his head, facing his furious father, he had no choice but to grit his teeth and stop making excuses.Seeing him like this, my father softened his heart, and the anger in his chest exploded, leaving only helplessness and emptiness.

"Son, do you really understand being a father? Don't chase after fame or profit, I just hope you can spend your life in peace and be at your knees. You have done too many crimes as a father, and the Jiang family has made countless enemies. Your hands are clean and uncontaminated. A little bit of blood. Forget it, you don’t understand these things.”

"Father……"

"Go to the ancestral hall and kneel."

His father's voice was stern, if he hadn't been ill, he might not only be punished to kneel this time, but would also be beaten violently before he would give up.

Although the young Jiang Junge didn't feel that he was wrong from the beginning to the end, even if he made a mistake in his father's eyes, it would not make him so angry that he would kneel from early in the morning until late at night.The mother pleaded for mercy many times, but the father ignored him, and he didn't let go of his words at all, as if he would kneel this poor son to death.

"Young master sleeps, young master stays awake, young master sleeps dumb."

"..."

I really want to strangle it alive!

Early in the morning of the second day, Qing Yan happily ran to say that the master let go.After kneeling for a day and a night, he could barely get up.This time my father was really annoyed. He asked him to kneel for so long without saying a word, and even sent someone to watch at the door. On the one hand, he prevented his mother or Qingyan from delivering the meals, and on the other hand, he monitored whether he was lazy, such as after night The kneeling position reduces the load on the knees.

In short, I didn't drink a drop of water all day, and I was kneeling in front of the ancestral hall, my knees were blue and purple, let alone, I had to stand up with the help of clear smoke, and the numbness in my legs didn't seem to be my own.

The more I think about it, the more I feel dissatisfied, young and energetic, I don't even have an appetite to eat the food my mother asked someone to bring, so I randomly wiped some medicine on my knees, packed up my things and left.

"Qingyan, you don't need to tell father, I'll go out to play for two days." He got on his horse capriciously, and saw the drowsy man combing his hair on the eaves in the distance, and he couldn't get angry: "Don't worry about it, let it starve to death never mind."

"My lord." Qing Yan looked puzzled, "Where are you going? The snow has been falling all over the past few days, so it's really not a suitable season for traveling. Besides, the master and madam will be worried."

"I left a note, don't worry about it."

"But... it's okay, the master is getting angry, so you go out and hide... Uh, it's not bad to relax. It's just that you are still young, if you go on a business trip, the little one will die, so it's better for Qingyan to go out with you Bar."

It's snowing heavily, but fortunately for those who practice martial arts, even if they are hungry and cold, they will be fine.It's just that the knee is injured and walking is inconvenient. Fortunately, Qingyan is by her side.It was also fortunate that Qing Yan came out with her, otherwise... the bloody Jiang residence would only have one more innocent corpse.

The night wind broke into the room through the half-covered window lattice, Jiang Li shivered and woke up from the dream.His delicate face was even whiter against the frost-colored shirt, and even his lips had faded to be bloodless.

"Master, son..."

Jiang Li was startled, and looked out the window vigilantly.I saw that colorful figure squeezed into the window lattice, and flew all over the room with wings flickering: "Young master is sleeping, young master is dumbfounded, young master is sleeping dumbfounded."

Jiang Li's heart skipped a beat, his eyes darkened instantly, and there seemed to be ripples in his eyes.

If he had heard this three years ago, he would have burst into a rage, grabbed the dead bird and plucked its feathers.But now, I just want to listen to it one more time, even if it's just an illusion, to give him the illusion that his family is safe and his parents are still alive.

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