My nemesis ascended the throne

The day when I met the assassin was the grandest festival in the first month, Shangyuan Day.

Xie An clearly remembered this day.

It's his birthday.

It was also the day when Rong Yin came into the palace one by one and splashed blood on Wenchang Palace.

A whole year has passed.

Xie An thought lightly.

His birthday is the memorial day of his sister and the former prince.

He walked to the ancestral hall of Xie's family, and the tablets were hung up one by one, there was no Xie Mingzhu, and there was no banquet, only Xie Zaifu, his elderly father.

Xie An loosened his clothes and sat down on the ground.

There are plum trees planted outside the ancestral hall, and plum blossoms fall one by one.

Someone behind stepped on the snow and approached step by step.

Someone's voice was very close to him.

"Today is your son's birthday?"

Xie An frowned and turned around, seeing that it was Zhao Rong. "What are you doing here?" Xie An asked lazily.

Zhao Rong was dressed in black and tall. He didn't look like a scholar, but a martial artist.The Azure Dragon Sword around his waist hangs from his body.If he is not in business, he should be a very good swordsman, roaming the rivers and lakes and living happily.

Xie An's eyes fell on the Azure Dragon Sword, and he thought lightly, who are you?

"I heard from Dong Wan that today is Young Master's birthday."

"It has nothing to do with you."

Xie An sneered.His back is a bit thin, and today he is wearing a Tsing Yi, sitting loosely on the ground in the ancestral hall, the cushion on which he kneels in the ancestral hall reveals dark blue, complicated patterns under the hem of the cloth.The black hair is loose, and the chin is sharp.The shadow cast on the ground looked like an innocent woman, even her wrists were white and beautiful.

He wasn't even wearing shoes.

Walking over on the icy snow, throwing the wooden clogs aside.

He's always been like this.

Zhao Rong's eyes dimmed, and he squatted down, "Put on your shoes, and I'll take you somewhere."

Xie An raised his eyebrows, "Master doesn't want to go."

Zhao Rong ignored him, pulled his ankle, stuffed his foot into the shoe, and lifted him up.

Xie An struggled angrily, "What the hell are you doing?" It was the first time a man had put shoes on his feet when he was so old. Before, only a beautiful and clever girl like Dongwan was serving him, with the strength of a man. Big, thick-handed and thick-footed, he kicked over several servants.

However, Zhao Rong is not a boy, he can be easily kicked by him, he held his ankle, forcing him to be unable to move, and finally threatened him "try to move again?"

Xie An's skills are not as good as others, and he was suppressed to death. Although he was angry, he knew that Zhao Rong must suffer a loss if he angered him. Then he saw that the eyes of this bastard staring at him were about to glow green, so he still endured it. .

Zhao Rong's lightness kung fu is also a unique skill.

Xie An was put on Zhao Rong's back, and the wind was in his ears. He closed his eyes, and heard a smile in his ears, "Coward."

Your whole family are cowards.

Excited like this, Xie An opened his eyes.

Zhao Rong's lightness skills are astonishing, he is dressed in black, which is suitable for walking at night, and the lights of Shangyuan Day are flickering, which complements his ordinary appearance, which is somewhat handsome and handsome, very chic and easygoing.

His toes touched the ground, and when Xie An was put down, he found them on the eaves of the tallest stilted building in the capital, looking as far as the eye could see the prosperity of the capital.

Every year on the night of the first lunar month in the capital, the common people must set up a 5-foot-high lantern tree, light more than [-] lanterns, and call it the tree of fire.The crowd is bustling, the red lanterns are hung high, and the firecrackers are ringing. This is the real fireworks in the world.

This year's Shangyuan Day, there are fiery trees and silver flowers, stars arching the moon in the sky, and the gentle brilliance of the bright moon protects the world, as well as plum blossoms and snow falling all over the ground.

The prostitutes are all Li, and the singing is full of plums. Jinwu can't help the night, and the jade leaks don't remind each other.

Growing up in the Xie An Palace, he rarely saw the bustling scene outside the palace, but he was fascinated by the splendor of the world.

"It turns out that this is how they lived on the first day of the Yuan Dynasty."

It's completely different from the palace.

Xie An spends Shangyuan Day every year in the palace.

The height of the temple inevitably loses its fireworks, and the beauties, wine, singing and dancing also lose their souls. The golden bottle of sake is just a gorgeous shell.Less vivid outlines.

"This is Fire Tree Silver Flower."

Zhao Rong said.

Winter snow is falling, plum blossom petals are flying in the snow, silver flowers are in the sky, fire trees are on the ground, fireworks are in full bloom, and lotus lanterns are twinkling in the moat.

Xie An couldn't describe any cultured words in his ignorant mind.I just think it looks good.

His eyes were fixed on the lotus lantern, the wind ruffled his hair, his face was as white as jade, and the flickering lights were reflected in his eyes.

"My mother took me to see it before."

That should have been very, very, very small.

Zhao Rong recalled lightly.

Xie An remembered that both Zhao Rong's parents died.

Zhao Rong told him a long, long story.

It seems very short again.

There was a son of a family who grew up being bullied, and later, he got everything he wanted.His enemy died under his butcher's knife, and his benefactor disappeared.

Both of his parents died, and he had nothing to worry about, only the word "enyi" was in his heart.

Later he found his benefactor.

"Then repay the favor with others."

Xie An said lightly.

Zhao Rong smiled, "But he doesn't want to repay his kindness."

Xie An sneered, "You hypocrite."

Zhao Rong looked at him and didn't answer his words.Holding his waist and coming down from the eaves, they also became a part of this world of mortals.

Two feathered arrows pierced the night.

The crowd became confused.

Zhao Rong suddenly calmed down, and moved Xie Anla closer to him.

The arrow was clearly aimed at him and Xie An.

With a serious expression on his face, he glanced at Xie An, "Someone is chasing him."

Xie An turned pale, "You are a fucking businessman who is chasing you?"

"To shut up!"

Zhao Rong seemed to think he was noisy, and dragged him to follow the crowd into the depths, with the sound of fireworks blooming in the night still in his ears.

These people are not even afraid of the feather arrows accidentally injuring the people, and there are so many people.

Encircle and suppress.

Two words came to Xie An's mind.

Zhao Rong snatched the horse from the merchant on the side of the road, ignored the merchant's exclamation, carried Xie An on the horse, and rushed out of the crowd.

Xie An could only hear the wind in his ears, and said angrily, "Did you make my girl's belly bigger..."

Zhao Rong glanced over coldly, and Xie An shut his mouth quickly.

Behind him was a group of cavalry in black chasing after him.

Fortunately, Zhao Rong was aware of it, otherwise, just now, the two of them would have been strangled by a pair of feathered arrows.

The cavalry behind him was dressed in black. He didn't know who he was, but he was coming in menacingly, as if he must be put to death.