[Comprehensive martial arts] Protect our little prince

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the chickens and dogs jumping in the tea shed, thankful that he ran fast enough, the little ancestor grew up so safely, it was really not easy for the people around him, especially His Majesty the Emperor, it was really hard work.

Ximen Chuixue stood by and acted as if he didn't see anything. Yu Luocha originally just wanted him to stop blah blah, but after being pulled out by him, he really couldn't tell if he didn't beat the child.

Fortunately, it was getting late, and if we continued to dawdle, we would not be able to enter the capital today. After the horse rested, we had to continue on our way, which saved our little ancestor.

A wanderer who has been away from home for many years will feel timid because of the closeness to his hometown. The little prince who has run away from home sighs and sighs when he sees the capital he has not seen for a long time, and he does not really want to go back to the palace.

He wasn't timid because of his closeness to his hometown, he was giving his brother more time to think of countermeasures. If he couldn't satisfy him, the war between the two brothers would have to continue.

He is hard to coax.

Wanmei Villa has a lot of properties. Even if Ximen Chuixue doesn't go out, the properties under his name can still allow him to live comfortably. Zhao Mingyu hasn't decided where to go yet, so he secretly glanced at Yu Luosha to see if the big boss didn't chase him away. He wanted to leave, so he pulled Lu Xiaofeng to follow them, just as if they had never said that they would separate after entering Beijing.

It's a night if you can stay for one night. Does it cost money to stay in a hotel?

Besides, they did not clearly say that they would separate after entering Beijing. If they did, they must have misheard.

Passing through the bustling streets, a few people soon came to a four-bay door, with exquisite patterns carved on the door, and the three big characters of "Hefangzhai" written on the gold signboard, it turned out to be a pastry shop.

Zhao Mingyu followed Ximen Chuuxue in surprise, and walked through the store to the back garden, feeling as if he had never known Ximen Chuuxue before, "How could it be a pastry shop?"

For a swordsman as cold as Ximen Chuuxue, even if he had a fortune, he should be a high-end Zhenbaoge porcelain shop and antique shop. How could it be a pastry shop?

This is not in line with Ximen Chuuxue's style.

Yu Luocha walked ahead with a smile on his face, and finally condescended to touch the tea on the table when he got here, "Even you are so surprised, and no one else would have thought that Chuuxue would appear here."

Zhao Mingyu frowned, and couldn't understand the current situation even more, "We didn't lie to others when we came in."

"Silly boy, Chuuxue has already given up on the competition with Ye Gucheng, so naturally there is no need to recharge your batteries and wait for him to come." Yu Luocha lovingly looked at the sometimes smart and sometimes stupid young man, sipped her tea and smiled inexplicably.

No matter how tense the relationship between their father and son was, they were still father and son connected by blood. If someone wanted to use his son under his nose, it would be impossible for the father to have no reaction.

"This is a matter between me and Ye Gucheng, and you don't need to intervene." Ximen Chuuxue didn't like Yu Luocha's arbitrariness. He didn't like it before, he doesn't like it now, and he won't like it in the future.

Yu Luocha narrowed his eyes in displeasure, "Daddy just doesn't want a white-haired person to give a black-haired person."

A gust of wind blew by, bringing a little coolness. Zhao Mingyu raised his head, looked at the moon looming in the sky, and suddenly realized that it was already August.

In August, there is no "night of the full moon, the top of the purple gold", but there is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Seeing that the father and son next to him were about to turn from quarreling to fighting again, Zhao Mingyu did not drag Lu Xiaofeng to hide in the distance to watch the excitement this time, but stood up in the middle of the storm, "Uncle Ximen, brother Ximen, let's not fight today. "

The name changed from "Brother Chuuxue" to "Brother Ximen", which shows that the little ancestor is not joking this time.

Ximen Chuuxue was still expressionless, but he didn't continue to argue. He took out a soft cloth and started to wipe his sword. The cold black iron often reflected his eyes, and his mood gradually calmed down as he wiped the sword.

Yu Luocha raised his chin, signaling Zhao Mingyu to speak quickly if he had something to say, he was busy educating his son.

Zhao Mingyu shed humble tears in his heart, the traffic light boss is really too real in the world, when he is happy, he is a sweet baby, and when he is unhappy, he can stay where he is cool.

Being so moody, is it wrong that Brother Fuxue doesn't like him?

No!

The little prince was looking for reasons for poor Chuuxue loudly in his heart, but on the surface he was more obedient, blinking his eyes and said, "Uncle Ximen, there are folk rumors that Baiyun City is as rich as a country, and as rich as a country, do you understand what I mean?"

Wealth can rival a country, which means that after copying, the treasury will be full, let alone 4000 million taels for one, and 4000 million taels for ten.

Ximen Chuuxue wanted to ask Ye Gucheng to find out what happened. He didn't care about his sincerity, he only knew that rebels were bad people, and bad people could rob their homes if they were bad enough to a certain extent. Said it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Yu Luocha smiled, not the gentle and frightening smile before, but a truly joyful laugh, "Ming Yu, do you know who I am?"

Zhao Mingyu was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously hid behind Ximen Chuixue, "Uncle Ximen...isn't he Uncle Ximen?"

The chill spread down the spine, the little prince swallowed, feeling as if the boss was going to take a knife on him, the traffic lights that had been broken for several days did not flash, and the dazzling red...green light almost blinded his eyes.

Zhao Mingyu was dumbfounded. Why didn't the boss play cards according to common sense? Why did he turn green when he smiled so scary?

Is there something wrong with his eyes, or is there something wrong with the boss's head?

"Good boy, don't be afraid, uncle just said it casually." The smile in Yu Luocha's eyes deepened, and the teacup made a crisp sound when it was placed on the stone table, "It's just that Chuuxue doesn't want uncle to participate, this matter can only be discussed by you. "

Zhao Mingyu turned to look at Ximen Chuuxue, hoping that they would complete a wonderful cooperation. However, Ximen Chuuxue didn't feel the little prince's expectation at all. He picked up his sword, got up and left, "I just want to ask Ye Gucheng what happened."

The implication is that he doesn't care about other things.

"Brother Chuixue~~~" Zhao Mingyu looked at the merciless back sadly, and sighed sadly, "I have no feelings, I have a new love, I don't care anymore."

The little ancestor muttered for a while, and soon got up all his energy and went to torment Lu Xiaofeng, he didn't have to be Ximen Chuuxue, this is the capital, the little prince's hometown under the foot of the emperor, there is nothing he can't do.

The vassal kings from all over the country have not left the capital yet, so he can go to the other courtyard to find Brother Jiu, hoping that Brother Jiu has not been pissed off by Uncle Taiping, otherwise he can only go to the six gates.

If Liu Fanmen knew about this kind of thing, all the money stolen from the house would definitely go into the national treasury, and he wanted to save money from his private house, so he was determined not to let Zhuge Shenhou find out unless it was absolutely necessary.

Baiyun City is overseas, and Brother Nine's forces are also overseas. There must have been conflicts between the two forces that are both overseas. Brother Nine mentioned Baiyun City when he was in Quanzhou before. Now he has the opportunity to turn himself into a serf and sing, idiot Will miss it in vain.

Lu Xiaofeng held down the little ancestor who couldn't settle down, trying to buy himself some time, "It's getting late today, let's go tomorrow, shall we?"

Until now, he still felt that Uncle Simon's attitude was a bit strange. He was not afraid of trouble, but he had to figure out what was going on.

The relationship between Uncle Ximen and Ximen Chuuxue is very different from that of ordinary father and son. The little ancestor has never seen what a father and son in a normal family look like since he was a child, so it is understandable for him not to notice anything wrong. He is different, but he has seen a lot. Lu Xiaofeng from Guangzhou.

After getting along for so many days, he was almost certain that Ximen Chuuxue was definitely not born to Uncle Ximen. As for why Ximen Chuuxue didn't refute... This is indeed a problem.

Lu Xiaofeng hadn't found a chance to talk to Ximen Chuuxue in private these days, and finally reached the capital, it would be too late if he didn't ask, so he had to ask tonight no matter what.

Zhao Mingyu couldn't find a partner to do big things together, so he had to give up the plan to attack the other courtyard at night. It's impossible to stop. Since the head of the boss is green, don't you take the opportunity to pretend to be red?

"Uncle Ximen~" The little ancestor who is not afraid of death turned around and ran back, looking at the young man in gray with a big smile, "You are the most powerful person in the world, can you let me know first, Ye How many brothers Chuuxue can Gucheng beat?"

Lu Xiaofeng: ...

Fortunately, Ximen Chuuxue has already left, otherwise we would have to fight now, he doesn't know how many Ximen Chuuxue can be beaten by Ye Gucheng, he only knows that Ximen Chuuxue can beat ten Zhao Mingyu is more than enough.

Well, Zhao Mingyu here is equal to Zhao Mingyu himself plus a bunch of hidden guards in the dark.

"Talk slowly, I'll go see what Ximen is doing." Lu Xiaofeng greeted them, and disappeared into the courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Yu Luocha's eyes were dim, and she looked up with a gentle and gentle look, "Why, Ming Yu also wants to compete with him?"

"That's not true. The young master has always had good things like self-knowledge, and he will definitely not do things that will send you to death." Zhao Mingyu patted his sixty-pound epee, shaking his head like a Baolang drum.

He's good at playing gangsters, unless he loses his mind, he will never take the initiative to fight with the master of swordsmanship, nor can he be passive. If Ye Gucheng really wants to compete with him, he will definitely run faster than anyone else.

Their realms are so different, if that happens, Ye Gucheng must have no good intentions.

"I was just thinking, Baiyun City sounds so powerful, how many soldiers and horses will be sent there to take it down." The little prince put his face on his face and was very worried about the country and the people. Although he didn't care about the deployment of troops, he You can worry about those who make the decision.

Yu Luocha pinched her brows and let out a breath, looking at the handsome young man, wondering if this little thing was really stupid or pretending to be stupid, "Someone in the court is worried about these things, but Ming Yu trusts uncle so much?"

Zhao Mingyu nodded heavily, "Uncle told us the news. Without uncle, we would not have known that King Pingnan and Ye Gucheng had colluded together."

What he said was sincere. If he hadn't met this person in Wanmei Villa, no one would have thought that Ye Gucheng would have anything to do with King Pingnan.

All the courts in the world were attracted by the upcoming competition, his brother was only worried about whether the roof could be kept, and never thought that there was another rebellion waiting for him.

Tsk, King Pingnan probably thought so too, that's why he picked such a time.

Forget it, running away from home is not suitable for him. As a mature and stable tyrant in the capital, he is obliged to maintain law and order in the capital and kill all unstable factors in the cradle.

Anyway, it's all back, and it's nothing to go back to the palace to report a letter.

The little prince rubbed his face, looked at the big man who was kind to him, and said solemnly, "Thank you Uncle Ximen for your timely notification, so that the people of the world will be spared the suffering of homelessness, if uncle is willing, I will ask my brother to send you a plaque , among other things, just write the four characters 'for the country and the people', what do you think?"

The great hero, for the country and the people, Uncle Ximen's eternal god!

Yu Luocha smiled, "I don't think so."