History of Yongwu

In a few years, Du Xuetang has grown into the appearance of a young man, the clothes that Sister Ruan had no time to change, he can just wear them now, and he always wears them in the cold and summer.

In the second year of Yonghe, Du Qing, Marquis of Wu Yuan, was expelled from the imperial court because he was an old minister of the false emperor. Du Hou's mansion lost its former power.

The other courtyard is built in the middle of the mountain, and the season of spring and summer is a good time for hunting. At the back of the mountain, Du Wenle is riding a horse, looking proudly at the rabbit he finally hunted.

"Go get it back"

Du Xuetang didn't make a sound, he grabbed the horse's belly to pick up the prey, came back after a while, and held it in front of Du Wenle.

"What, so small?" Du Wenle muttered, looking at Du Xuetang beside him, "Why are you still wearing this dress?"

The blue cloth robe is almost invisible, and the gray cloth background is everywhere. Du Xuetang ignored it, but said, "It's getting late, Master Hou asked you to go back early"

"Shut up, what are you?" Du Wenle curled his lips in disdain, looked at the sky, and rode away.

In front of the gate of the other courtyard, Du Qing stood with his hands behind his back, looking at this side coldly, "Ni Zi, where have you gone?"

Du Xuetang trembled in his heart. Unlike Du Wenle and Du Wentao, the silent and serious Du Qing really made him afraid, because Du Qing's eyes always look like a vicious snake when looking at people, and they will pounce on them at any time.

"Father...Father" Du Wenle hurriedly dismounted, unable to articulate what he was terrified of.

"Idle around all day, how can my Du family have such a waste like you!"

"Father calm down." Du Wenle lowered his head and said, "The son has gone to the back mountain. Didn't the father say that the son should practice riding and shooting more diligently so that he can serve in the military camp?"

Du Xuetang bowed his head and stood aside, sneering from the bottom of his heart, if Du Wenle's riding and shooting entered the barracks, Du Qing would be completely humiliated.

Du Qing's expression didn't change, he sneered and said, "Practice, let me see the result of your practice."

"what?"

"follow me"

Du Qing couldn't argue, turned around and took Du Wenle towards the school grounds, Du Xuetang secretly felt bad,

school ground

Du Qing sat on the side, Du Wenle who was leaning to the side, and Du Wentao who just came over, "Since you practice hard, I will test you today. Get on your horse and run around the school field."

"Yes" Du Wentao rode on the horse without saying a word.

Du Wenle looked at the obstacles scattered all over the school grounds, feeling embarrassed but did not dare to disobey "Yes, father"

"you go too"

Du Xuetang was taken aback for a moment, caught a glimpse of Du Qing's eyes, and hurriedly saluted, "Yes, Lord Hou"

Although Du Wentao was pretentious, he was really good at riding and shooting, at least much better than Du Wenle. On the school field, Du Ershao stumbled and couldn't control his horse.

Sitting on the sidelines, Du Qing watched him grow more and more impatient. Du Wenle was sweating coldly on his forehead, and his heart became even more nervous. He was so dazed that the fence was knocked down by him, and the horse was frightened.

Hey... The war horse flicked its head and backed away in panic. Du Wenle exclaimed, and fell down. Before landing, he was hugged by a person and fell to the ground.

On the sidelines, Du Qing's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Du Xuetang, who had saved his life and got up calmly. He fell off the horse, but his brows twitched every time. This kid was very patient.

"Father..." Du Wenle hurriedly stood up.

"Hmph!" Du Qing snorted coldly, squinted at him, and looked at Du Xuetang, "very good"

"Father" Du Wentao also came to the side, looking at Du Wenle who fell to the ground with disdain.

"Well, you're not bad either." Du Qing patted him on the shoulder, walked away and said, "Wen Le went to the ancestral hall to kneel, when will he have a long memory, come out again?"

"It's father." Du Wenle stood up and saluted Du Xuetang, who was full of hatred.Why should this little bastard be praised.

Du Wentao also squinted at Du Xuetang, his eyes showed dissatisfaction, he is naturally very good, but Du Xuetang is not worthy of the phrase "very good".

Du Xuetang didn't look at the two of them, bowed slightly to salute, turned and left, his arm was in pain, he didn't want to show it in front of Du Wenle, it just made him proud.

As the whistling wind blew, Du Xuetang sat on the bed, looking at his swollen forearm by the dim light, it had been several days, should he find a way to see the doctor.

Alas... Du Xuetang sighed and stood outside the window, alive, he kept Sister Ruan's words firmly in mind, but the Hou Mansion year after year, day after day, what is the meaning of living.

The dark clouds in the sky covered the starlight, and only half of the moon was exposed. He looked at the sky outside the Hou's mansion, with hope in his eyes, but at a loss in his heart.

The gloom lasted until daytime. Du Xuetang was in charge of taking care of the horses in the other courtyard. He woke up very early, and when he arrived at the stable, he saw Du Wenle waiting there.

An evil light flashed in Du Wenle's eyes, Du Xuetang was startled, he pursed his lips and remained silent.

"Let's go, the third young master is so good at riding and shooting, just let my brother learn it." Du Wenle sneered and threw the reins to him.

Du Xuetang grabbed the rein, his arm was aching, but he could only get on the horse and follow Du Wenle, walking towards the back mountain.

One part of the back mountain is the private land of Du's family, and Du Wenle often goes to it, and next to it is the woods, behind the forest is a steep slope, and then another mountain, where the forests are tall and dense, and the younger generations are generally not allowed to approach.

Du Xuetang looked at the place where Du Wenle brought him, hesitated for a while and did not move, when a voice came from behind.

"Bunle, you're here too!"

"Big Brother" Du Wenle was startled, then quickly smiled and said, "Big Brother is here too."

"Yeah." Du Wentao glanced at Du Xuetang seemingly unintentionally and said, "Let's go together."

The forest is deep and the tree is tall, Du Wenle has been stumbling and making ugly appearances all the time, Du Wentao is walking aside, sneering again and again, but it's rare that he doesn't speak sarcasm.Du Xuetang followed behind those two, his arm hurt even more, and he was no longer as flexible as before.

"Over there." Du Wenle pointed in one direction and said, "Brother just ran over a what?"

"Deer," Du Wentao said coldly.

Du Wenle was happy, and just about to chase after him, Du Wentao glanced behind him and said, "Du Xuetang, you go!"

"Yes" Du Xuetang responded, clamped his horse's belly, and chased the direction where the deer disappeared.

Du Wenle was stunned behind him for a moment, and accidentally saw the cold smile on Du Wentao's mouth, shuddered and didn't make a sound.

The sky is getting more and more gloomy, it will rain soon, and there is a faint flash of thunder in the distance. The small animals in the mountain probably feel the power of the heaven and the earth, so they run away one after another.

Du Xuetang rode his horse to chase the deer, unknowingly climbed to the top of the hill, the deer ran down the hill, very fast, before Du Xuetang could see which direction it was running, it disappeared without a trace.

call out!A shadow was spotted out of the corner of his eye, before Du Xuetang could react, the horse neighed, and suddenly raised its front hooves, he was thrown out all of a sudden, bumped into a tree, his eyes went dark.

"Big brother" Du Wenle swallowed, and looked over there in panic.

Du Wentao put away his bow and arrow, turned his horse's head and said, "It's going to rain, if you don't go back, my father will be unhappy."

Du Wenle looked behind him, trembling palms "Yes"

Du Xuetang saw a very beautiful woman, he couldn't see her face clearly, but he knew very well in his heart that this woman was very beautiful.

This beautiful woman fell in love with a person, that person turned around, Du Xuetang saw his appearance clearly, Du Qing! !

"No, you can't like him, he will hurt you." Du Xuetang waved his arms, but the woman acted as if she had never heard of it.

The woman still fell in love with Du Qing, so passionately and stupidly, one sunny afternoon, Du Qing held a white crabapple in his hand and dedicated it to the woman. The woman looked at him and never came out of her sinking.

You are so stupid, so stupid!You will kill yourself!

As if to confirm this conclusion, the picture has been blurred for a long time, but the woman is still so beautiful, but the brows are stained with too much wind and frost, and the skirt is no longer gorgeous. She is holding a child.

"Xuetang is good, let's go see father"

In front of the Hou Mansion, Du Qing looked at her, his eyes lost tenderness and sweetness, cold and gloomy, the way Du Xuetang was used to seeing.

Look, you'll kill yourself!

Boom!The woman's head hit the stone steps heavily, the blood stained the skirt, and the skirt became gorgeous again, at the cost of her life.

The baby rolled out, fell to the ground, and howled loudly, Du Xuetang frowned, disliking this child who could only cry, suddenly a beautiful figure blocked his sight.

Sister Ruan touched his cheek and said softly, "Xiaotang, wake up when it's raining."

Ah... a heart-piercing cry in the woods, as if calling out the pain of a lifetime.

Under the big tree, Du Xuetang leaned against the trunk, his whole body was drenched, his cheeks turned pale from the cold, and the pain in his ribs even surpassed his arms.

He stared at the drops of water falling from the branches, thinking about everything that was chaotic in his dream. In fact, he had never seen the girl in the brothel, but in Du Xuetang's imagination, she should be very beautiful, otherwise how could he attract Du Qing's attention.

As for those rumors that Sister Ruan told him, he didn't know if they were true or not, but he always remembered that one year he ran to the gate of Hou's mansion to see the blood left on the stone steps, and felt stupid afterwards.

Live, I remember, since you all told me with your life, I will live, despite the pain.

It has been a day since Du Xuetang returned to the other courtyard, what he saw before he passed out was Du Qing's icy eyes, this time the icy eyes were mixed with surprise and other calculations.

"Are you okay?"

Du Xuetang stood there respectfully, saluted and said, "Go back to Lord Hou, I'm fine."

"Very good." Du Qing stood in front of him and frowned when he saw his robe, "Do you want to go out?"

"Master Hou?" Du Xuetang looked at him puzzled.

"Go outside to do something," Du Qing said lightly.

Outside... Du Xuetang's eyes were blank for a moment, and he turned his head to look outside the courtyard. The sun was just shining on a few flowers and plants, full of vitality and aboveboard.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Hehe... Du Qing smiled, his expression turned cold, "Remember that you serve the Du family, if you have any disagreements, you will die!"

Taking a step back, Du Xuetang pressed his heart and said "yes" in a deep voice

"Go down, change this clothes, and go to see Mr. with the butler." Du Qing waved his hand.

"Yes"

In the room, Du Xuetang took off the worn-out robe, pasted it up neatly, and sat on the side, stroking it with his palms.

"Sister Ruan, don't worry, I understand"

The world is huge, and only when you leave here can you truly live!