I robbed my son with the emperor

Chu Chu hugged the thin quilt, walked to the stone, raised his neck and shouted, "Simply, come down quickly, and give you the quilt!"

He jumped off the rock in a hurry and took over the soft quilt, "Thank you so much."

Chu Chu raised his face, the moonlight hit the black spot on the bridge of his nose, like a kitten with black hair on his face, "Can you just say thank you?"

He has always been patient with children.Because he always thinks that children can't play tricks.

"Then how should I thank you? How much money should I give you?" Jian asked with a smile.

Chu Chu pouted and shook his head, "Who wants your paper! Hmm——"

He looked Jian Jian up and down, turned around Jian Jian twice, and pointed to the glove on Jian Jian's right hand, "What is this set? Give me this, just as a thank you!"

He simply glanced at the black gloves on his hands.

This glove is not an ordinary item, it is said that it is invulnerable to fire and water, and invulnerable to weapons or guns.

It's not that he is reluctant, it's just that the gloves are so big that even children can't wear them.

Just think of the hat on my head.There is a circle of "pearls" inlaid on the brim of the hat, which is more valuable no matter how you look at it.

He simply freed up one hand, took off the hat and handed it over, "You can't wear the gloves, how about giving you the hat as a thank you gift? Keep it for you to wear when you grow up."

Chu Chu's eyes flashed, and he immediately pouted and snorted, "I don't want a hat! Take the hat to cover the messy short hair on your head! I want gloves."

"I have to, I have to!" Chu Chu circled around like a fool.

Reluctantly, he took the hat back, "Okay, okay, wait, here you are."

Chu Chu bit his lip, watching the black gloves almost take off without blinking.Under the moonlight, the cloud patterns on the back of the hand became darker, but people could still clearly see its lines and guess its original bright red color.

Chu Chu stomped back two steps, suddenly remembered something, stopped quickly, and advanced instead of retreating.He took the gloves with a happy smile on his face, "Thank you!" After finishing speaking, he bounced and ran away.

"Hey, is there another one?"

She simply shook her head helplessly, "This kid, really, didn't you tell me that during the meal? I want to call Brother Jian!"

In the end, he took off the other glove and put the spirit stone in his hand back into the storage bag.Leaping onto the boulder, spreading out the thin quilt, he almost took another elixir, and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Chu Chu ran all the way back to the carriage, took a deep breath, and then climbed into the carriage.

"Daddy, there really are cloud patterns." Chu Chu's voice was like a mosquito.

"Oh?" Chu Fanxiu raised the curtain covering the middle of the carriage, "I guessed correctly. I remember that Holland's subordinates are looking for the descendant of Lord Tianchang."

"Daddy." Chu Chu held up his black gloves, "That's really stupid, there must be nothing to be afraid of!"

"Xiao Chu, if he is really a descendant of Lord Tianchang, you should know his tricks. Tell those men in black that you don't need to make sure tonight. Since he has thrown himself into the trap, then let's... just use the tricks. "

"Yes, Daddy."

Chu Chu ran out of the carriage and uttered a few bird calls towards the forest.

There was nothing to say all night, and before dawn the next day, everyone in the Yunhong Opera Troupe got up.Exercise your body, practice your body, hang your throat.There are also special preparations for breakfast. Put the dry biscuits prepared in advance on the edge of the iron pan, and in the center of the iron pan, pickles are stewed to stew the leftover chicken from yesterday.

I was half asleep and half awake all night, and when I woke up early, my head was foggy.He packed up the thin quilt amidst the smell of food, and walked towards the campfire with the quilt in his arms.

Apart from Daddy Chu who is in charge, the young man Xiao Wu is the best looking in the troupe.Xiao Wu is lively, cheerful and natural. Seeing Jin coming over, he stopped his posture, approached him with a smile and asked, "Jian, we are going to leave, where are you going?"

"Me?" Simply shook his head, "I don't know, where are you going?"

"Us? Our Yunhong Opera Troupe has traveled all over the world for many years. According to Father Chu, we finally saved enough money this time and are going to settle down in the capital."

Beijing?His heart skipped a beat, "Why don't I go to the capital with you, I haven't been there either."

"Hehe," a lingering voice came from behind Jian, "Since Young Master Jian is also going to the capital, why not come with us and talk and laugh along the way, wouldn't it be great?"

The soft and charming voice suddenly sounded from behind, and I was almost startled.Especially the "Master Jian" made him wake up instantly, "Thank you Chu... Daddy. You don't need to call me Master, just call me."

"How can I just call him by his first name? I wonder if Young Master Jian has words?" Chu Fanxiu stepped forward with a smile, his eyes fixed on Jian's expression.

Literally twitching the corners of his mouth, his mind turned to Hot Wheels.Word, what word?At first glance, his name was chosen by his parents casually, and it was extremely ironic.Think about their old Jane's family, which has been passed down since ancient times, and there is no branch in the genealogy.

In this life, he was just able to take a breath by himself, and the elders in the family left and scattered, leaving him alone, but it happened that it was not the "straight" in the name, but the out-and-out "bend" .

In his generation, Jane's family is probably doomed.

He simply sighed, "For the word, just take 'Zicheng'."

Otherwise, when the time comes to adopt a son, let's treat it as the succession of the family.

"In that case, I'll call you, Zi Cheng."

After eating a delicious breakfast, he sat on the extension of the second carriage, almost rubbing his stomach.

Of the four carriages of the Yunhong Troupe, the first one was in charge of Daddy Chu and Chu Chu, and Lao Ge was driving the carriage.

The second carriage was loaded with valuables from the theater troupe, and Xiao Wu was driving the carriage. Lao Yue, who was sitting next to him, had gone to the back, but Jian was sitting now.

The flat dirt road is an official road, and it is well maintained.The wheels of the carriage are also covered with a layer of invisible material, so walking on this dirt road is not bumpy.It's just that it's going very slowly.

"Why don't you walk faster? How far is it from the capital?"

Xiao Wu held a piece of grass in his mouth, and swayed the horsewhip leisurely, "It's not that he doesn't want to go fast, it's that he can't go fast. You don't know, in front of this is the carriage frame of the fifth king of the dynasty, and there are imperial troops guarding him! Let's not Speaking of overcoming, even if you get closer, you have to be driven back. Dad also thought that more things are worse than less things, so he walked slowly. But it doesn't matter, when we get to the post station in front, we can go a little earlier and we can pass went!"

"That's it." Thinking of what happened when he just came out of the space, he nodded clearly.

The theatrical troupe went on until nightfall, when they saw two dim lights on the deserted side of the road.

It was only when we got close that we could see clearly that they were clearly two lanterns, illuminating the central plaque, with two large traditional characters of "post station" written on it.

The motorcade stopped at the gate of the post station, Xiao Wu jumped out of the car, walked over and knocked on the door.

After a while, a middle-aged man in a brown hat opened the door, "Who are you?"

Xiao Wu took out a notebook from his pocket and handed it out, "My lord, this is Lu Yin. We are from Shanyang County, the Yunhong Opera Troupe? We only stayed here three months ago! "

"Oh," the middle-aged man nodded, "So it was you. It's just that..."

"I know." Xiao Wu took out a shiny silver thing and stuffed it into the middle-aged man's hand, "We need a place to stay, and we need some hot water to wash our feet, just to soothe and relax."

"...That's fine." The middle-aged man nodded, "Just remember, don't speak loudly, you have to keep your voice down."

"okay!"

The middle-aged man opened the side door, and four carriages drove into a small yard through the side door.

The night in the wilderness was so quiet that one could almost hear the sound of the Jin Ge bumping into one's ears, as well as a warning from a person muttering "keep it safe, don't doze off".

He just jumped out of the carriage and watched as the troupe drove the carriage to the corner of the small courtyard and tied up the horses.

A cold hand was suddenly placed on Jian's shoulder, Jian exclaimed, and quickly turned around, seeing that it was Chu's father, he breathed a sigh of relief, "Why are your hands so cold?"

The middle-aged man at the station scolded in a low voice, "Young master, keep your voice down."

"Hey, good, good." Simply replied hurriedly.

Chu Fanxiu covered his mouth and smiled, but glanced at the north wall.There is a wall, and there is Wuwangjun's place over there. Why do the descendants of Tianchangjun only care about watching Xiaowu park the carriage?

Chu Fanxiu suppressed the doubts in his heart, and said slowly, "Okay, after packing up, let's rest quickly, and don't hang your voice, get up before dawn tomorrow morning, hang on the road."

"Hey, Dad, you should go and rest first."

Chu Chu yawned, followed the middle-aged man out of the station, and brought a pot of hot water into the yard after a while.Seeing that he was so sensible at such a young age, and seeing that there was a lot of water in the wooden basin, he hurriedly stepped forward to help.

……

Separated by a wall, in the main room, the candlelight illuminates the untouched porridge and vegetables on the table, but the diners are only writing letters with their brushes.

Seeing that the page was full, Qiu Yong quickly interjected, "His Royal Highness, eat some. I didn't eat at noon, so I should eat some at night."

"Understood, I will eat after I finish writing."

"Your Highness!" Qiu Yong gritted his teeth.

In the quiet room, only the sound of the brush brushing the paper was heard. At this moment, the gate of the post house creaked, followed by whispers.

The inn was not big, and there were only a hundred imperial troops guarding the courtyard, and the other imperial troops were stationed on flat ground three miles away.There were two more creaks, and a royal soldier came out of the side room, and whispered to the people below.Another sound seemed to be the sound of the side door of the post house opening.

Wu Yuanya's letter was finally finished, Qiu Yong hurriedly took the letter paper, and dried them on the table beside him one by one.He put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone again, and moved the porridge and vegetables on the table to Wu Yuanya.

Wu Yuanya picked up the spoon and stirred the porridge in the bowl, but he couldn't scoop it up.

Qiu Yong waited patiently for him.

At this moment, there was a sudden "Hey", Qiu Yong frowned, annoyed in his heart that the officials of the post house didn't look at him, and let others in.Almost at the same time, he heard a crisp cracking sound.

Qiu Yong hurriedly lowered his head, the porridge bowl that had been placed by the table had been shattered all over the floor, and all the porridge in that bowl had spilled on Wu Yuanya's clothes.

Qiu Yong lifted his sleeve to wipe it, but Wu Yuanya grabbed his wrist, "Qiu Yong, I heard Mr. Jian's voice."