Prince, who shall we kill today?

Han Che went down to watch Xue Man's martial arts competition with a box of gems in his arms. There were four or five people lined up on the stage to fight him. They were of different heights, short, fat, and thin.

After Han Che recognized it, he didn't approach, and stood by the railing in the corridor watching from a distance. After a while, he beckoned and called one of Xie Xuan's men, asking him to go to Xiuzhenfang to get some good silk ropes for him.The guy left quickly after asking his request carefully.Han Che opened the box and fiddled with the gems in boredom.

He thought to himself: Why haven't you finished playing?

Someone walked up to him and stopped.

Out of the corner of Han Che's eyes, there was a pair of clean boots.He continued what he was doing without looking up.Then I heard that person making a leisurely sound.

"Ambiquitous and crystal clear, they are all good stones. Unfortunately...not good enough."

Han Che reacted like a normal person and quickly raised his head.Then I saw a tall, handsome middle-aged man.This man has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a righteous face, and a calm smile on his face, giving people a very calm feeling.

He cupped his hands: "Gu Fenglin, the lord of the Nanying Society, met the prince."

Han Che's expression moved slightly, but he didn't react too much.He greeted him politely, and then clarified: "I have severed ties with the palace, I am no longer a prince, seniors don't need to be too polite."

"This old man is really annoying." Gu Fenglin said with a smile.

Han Che showed a cute smile: "Although it's the first time to cover up, but I have heard a lot about the elder's righteous deeds, so I admire it. I also hope that the elder will accept my respect."

"Ashamed, ashamed..." Gu Fenglin showed a helpless smile, "I don't know who is talking nonsense in front of the young master. The old man usually concentrates on swordsmanship and enjoying beautiful stones. How can there be any feats."

Han Che said: "Senior unified the Nanjiang martial arts forces, established the Nanying Chamber of Commerce, united the weak, and rescued the victims. This is a righteous act."

"It's nothing to worry about. The Nanying Association has been pursuing chivalry since its establishment. It is our honor to be recognized by Mr. Han for what we have done. Mr. Han has been charitable since he was a child, and he is a chivalrous man. I have heard it for a long time. You have always been the young hero in my heart. I saw you today, and you are indeed extraordinary."

Close your eyes and blow you.

Han Che smiled, thinking that he had been abducted to be a mysterious girl for several years.

The two of them came and went, flattering each other, and after a while, their faces were going to freeze from smiling.

Not long after, Gu Fenglin bid farewell to Han Che.

After leaving the West Market, he got into a carriage.There was a person waiting in the carriage, and when he saw that he was the only one, he said displeasedly, "Father invites you, but Han Che didn't honor him? You really don't know what to do!"

With a sound of "pa", Gu Fenglin raised his hand and slapped him.

"Who do you think doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depth of the earth?"

Gu Leiyin was indignant, seeing his father's bad face, he endured the grievance, bowed his head and said: "It's the child...it's the child who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth."

His father sighed, his eyes full of complex expressions.He suddenly raised his hand and patted his shoulder, and said lovingly: "If you don't know, just go and have a look."

Only by taking a look can you know how high the sky is and how thick the ground is.

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"Who is that?" Xue Man finished work and walked to Han Che's side.

Han Che weighed his words carefully, and introduced after a long time: "A person who...does great things."

Xue Man immediately admired him very much, and his face showed a look of admiration: "What's the big deal?"

Han Che shook his head and did not answer.I don't know if I don't know, or I don't want to answer.

He avoided this question and answered another. "He invited me to Dongshi Nanyinghui for dinner, and I told him that I was not hungry. He wanted to give me gems, and I told him that I had enough. He also wanted to learn swordsmanship with me, and I told him that I was sick. on."

The two went back upstairs, made tea, and sat opposite each other.One is sharpening the knife, and the other is watching the other sharpen the knife.

The wooden boards on the terrace were still wet, but the flower stands that had been washed away by the heavy rain were replaced by new ones.Han Che took a few glances outside, remembering Xie Xuan's intentions in his heart.Then he closed the door to block the wind outside.

He was lying on the coffee table, fiddling with a stone with his fingers.Dial here, dial again.

Xue Man said: "I'll send you back to rest."

Han Che's voice was soft: "Can't I rest here?"

"It's noisy here."

"I think it's okay. How many people have asked you to compete in martial arts these days?"

"Counting the dolls in the town, there are less than a hundred people."

"They're all watching upstairs." Han Che was thoughtful, "I asked, a lot of people have lived in the ink box station recently, but not many showed up. They should be observing in secret, hiding their strength and letting others consume it first. you."

"Yeah." Xue Man leaned sideways and sharpened the knife meticulously, and said calmly, "I'm not afraid."

"Tired?"

"I'm not tired when I see your smiling face."

"I'm telling you the truth."

"I'm serious too."

"That means you're still tired."

"No. At most a dozen people come to me for martial arts competitions a day, sometimes just two or three. When I am free, I play with the children." Xue Man originally thought that it would be so difficult to live in the ink box stage for a long time, but he did not expect So far it's been easier than expected.

Ah Fei couldn't practice martial arts with him every day, and often practiced intermittently for an hour or two before being carried back by his family in a sedan chair to take care of him, and sent to him every two days.

When he was free, he would go out for a stroll, and he might meet one or two timid teenagers who wanted to talk to him. At that time, he would show a gentle smile and take the initiative to strike up a conversation with them.

Gradually, when the teenagers got acquainted with him, they knew that he was a good brother who would not hesitate to teach him, so they often came to him.He also taught very seriously, and seeing the smiling faces of the teenagers was very clear in his heart.

Here he is, well fed and well housed.It's even leisurely.The only trouble is that I can't take care of my daughter-in-law personally.It was hard to coax Han Che here.He just wanted to talk to him more, so he said again: "One person can't do many moves, which is not enough for my previous training."

"How did you practice before?" Han Che was really curious about his training methods.

Xue Man said lightly: "Let's say that you hit a hundred a day."

Han Che's heart suddenly turned cold.

Xue Man didn't notice anything strange about Han Che, so he explained: "I'm always clamoring to pray for the country. My father taught me personally, and I learned it quickly. Later, my father stopped teaching me. He told me that the moves are dead. , people are alive, no matter how exquisite the sword technique is, it is not as useful as actual combat, so I was asked to go to the soldiers of the guard every day to learn from each other, no less than 30 people, no more than 50 people. I was thinking about returning as soon as possible, so I added training myself Quantity, find more than 100 people to practice a day."

Han Che said: "When my father is not at home, I also want to find more people to learn from, but my family's soldiers are not serious about me, and they always let me."

"It's not like that over there. Although my father has a very high reputation, everyone separates me from him. They have a lot of admiration for my father, and they can be more polite to me." Xue Man thought of something interesting and couldn't help it. Laughed, "At that time I was clamoring to come back every day, practicing martial arts with my own life, and my father scolded me, but I didn't listen. So he was very angry and wanted to hit me, but every time he raised his hand, he was always reluctant. But He was really angry, so when I went to the camp to find someone to fight, my dad stood by and watched and ordered them to 'hit! Hit me hard!'"

Han Che fell to the floor laughing: "He is reluctant to beat you, so won't it hurt if someone else beats him?"

"He told others to hit me, and then turned around and blamed them for being too hard-hitting. Everyone annoyed him." Xue Man recalled his father with a smile on his face.

Han Che looked very envious, he muttered: "My father always beat me by himself..."

Xue Man said: "It may be that he is reluctant to be beaten by others, and he knows the seriousness of it if he does it himself."

Han Che frowned: "He was hurt very much." As he spoke, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face.The last time we met was when he was slapped by his father, dragged all the way out, and thrown in front of the man opposite.

Xue Man removed the sharpening device, got up, walked to Han Che and squatted down, gently stroked his face, and then kissed him.

Han Che let him kiss his cheek, quickly took the initiative, and threw him to the ground.After a while, the two overturned the coffee table, and the cups and stones on the table were spilled all over the floor.Han Che glanced at it, thinking that it was really terrible.

Terrible.

While making out with this person, he couldn't help but think of what Xie Xuan said, what was the dream when he was young, what was the oath, what is the combination of swords and swords, what is going into the rivers and lakes together...

Thinking about it for a while, risk your life, don't be cowardly.

After a while, I thought again, it’s nothing, let’s save time.

Seeing the mess on the ground, Xue Man wanted to get up to clean it up, but Han Che held him down, refusing to pay attention to him.

"Your clothes are wet." Xue Man reluctantly looked up.

Han Che stretched out his hand to untie his belt: "If it's wet, get wet."

"No!" Xue Man was so frightened that he jumped out for a long distance. He clutched his belt and said anxiously, "Master will beat me! He just came here to scold me yesterday!"

"I didn't say what to do." Han Che frowned, and said in a low voice, "Come here."

Like a young daughter-in-law being molested, Xue Man turned her back and straightened her clothes before going over.

He raised his hand to pinch Han Che's chin, stared at his cheek, and asked seriously, "Does it still hurt?"

"It's been such a long time, and it doesn't hurt anymore." Han Che turned to help the table, and said to himself, "Hey, I think about it carefully, and I feel more and more unlucky for my father to have a son like me , It’s a trivial matter to make him beat up a few times.”

He sighed when he finished speaking.

Obviously homesick.

Xue Man looked at his lonely expression, and said cautiously: "How about... Let Master send you home to meet your father?"

Han Che hesitated for a moment, then said, "Forget it...forget it."