Xiao Yu slept deeply and had a dream.
In his dream, he returned to that cold midwinter many years ago.
It was the day of his mother's funeral. Paper money was flying in the sky like snow. He watched his mother's coffin being carried into the mausoleum.
At that time, when he was young, he felt that the whole sky was about to collapse. He called desperately for his mother and concubine, but he never heard any response from her mother and concubine.
He hoped to see his father. At that time, only his father was his strongest arm, but his father was not by his side.
He was heartbroken and at a loss, but he heard a harsh sneer coming from behind him.
He became angry and turned around suddenly, only to find that the scene had returned to the palace.
He saw a gorgeous carriage parked in front of the palace, and a charming young woman walked into the palace gate with a boy of his age surrounded by the palace's servants.
The young woman's face was as frosty as ice, and her movements showed a condescending arrogance, as if she regarded everything as nothing.
And the boy suddenly ran in front of Xiao Yu.
"Who are you? Why are you at my house?"
"Your home? This is obviously my home. I am Xiao Yu, the prince of Jiangxia."
"How presumptuous! I am the Crown Prince of Jiangxia!" The boy pushed Xiao Yu to the ground.
Xiao Yu was even more angry. He gritted his teeth and was about to get up and fight with the boy.
At this time, his father's voice came over: "Yu'er, come here to meet your new concubine and younger brother! They have just returned from Jingxiang."
Mother concubine? younger brother?
Xiao Yu was shocked.
He saw that the boy who claimed to be the Prince of Jiangxia was looking at him with hostility, while a sneer appeared on the cold face of the beautiful young woman.
"Is this the child born to the Langya Wang family? At first glance, it seems that he is destined to be unlucky. How pitiful!"
Xiao Yu's eyes suddenly widened.
However, the scene in front of him changed again, and he appeared in a large and magnificent room.
He suddenly felt sore all over his body, and a pair of beautiful slender hands were helping him apply golden sore ointment on his body.
Xiao Yu wanted to see the person in front of him clearly, but her image was so blurry in front of him.
She suddenly spoke, her voice gentle and filled with compassion:
"Yudi, why are you fighting with them again?"
"Because...because they said bad things about you..."
"Haha, what did you say about me to make you so angry?"
"They...they..."
Xiao Yu hesitated, those ugly words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit them out.
"well……"
There was something sad in her tone.
Xiao Yu mustered up his courage: "They say you are too beautiful to be human, but like a goblin. They say you are the reincarnation of a vixen, and sooner or later you will bring trouble to the palace wall."
The corners of the girl's mouth, whose appearance could not be clearly seen, were slightly raised, revealing a faint dimple.
"Let them go. I am the princess of Daqi. If I want to cause trouble to the palace wall, it will not be our Daqi palace... If I marry in another country, for my Daqi sake, it does not matter to cause trouble to other countries. Woolen cloth?"
Hearing this, Xiao Yu's eyes became blurry. He wanted to pull the jade hands, but found that he couldn't catch anything.
The scene in front of him gradually dissipated, and his soul returned to his current body.
…
As if he was dreaming and waking up, he heard the sound of window paper rattling in his ears, and he slowly opened his eyes in the howling north wind.
He slowly sat up from the broken straw bed. The charcoal fire in the broken charcoal stove next to him had long been extinguished.
He ignored the coldness here, and his mind was immersed in this dream. He already regarded himself as Xiao Yu in this world, and couldn't help grinning bitterly.
A dream is a dream after all, and there is a difference between it and reality.
On the day of his mother-in-law's funeral, his father stayed with him the entire time, holding his young hand until it hurt.
The concubine Liu, who was brought back to the palace from Jingzhou after the death of his mother-in-law, treated everyone as calmly as boiling water. Although she was not warm to him, she was extremely polite to him.
The little boy was called Xiao Cong. He was shy and introverted by nature. Like a girl, he never argued with himself. He would often follow him and watch him climb trees and dig out bird's nests.
Thinking of this, Xiao Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly again.
How are their mother and son doing now?
Perhaps he had been killed by Xiao Yuheng during the royal purge!
As for who is the woman at the end of the dream?
The shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth and the slender, delicate hands were so deep in Xiao Yu's mind.
Xiao Yu seemed to be aware of an area of memory loss deep in his memory. Who was the woman in the dream? Although she is beautiful, why does her appearance seem to be covered by mist? Why is she as gentle as a mother yet seems like a dream?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yu raised his eyes and looked at the dim environment in front of him. Only a few beams of silver moonlight shone through the broken windows into the room.
"Gululu...Gululu..."
At this time, his five internal organs temple began to protest dissatisfiedly.
I think I haven't eaten anything since I came back from Taicheng during the day.
So he planned to go to Manager Zhao's place in the front yard to see if he could get some food.
Just as he was standing in front of the window stretching, he suddenly heard the sound of something falling to the ground from the courtyard outside, followed by a slight "rustling" sound.
There's someone outside! Xiao Yu suddenly became vigilant. Who could it be?
So he came to the broken window and looked out.
Under the moonlight, he saw a tall black figure standing with his back facing his direction. There was a series of solid footprints on the snow behind the man.
Seeing this man standing there looking around, Xiao Yu became even more suspicious.
Who on earth could appear here?
Thinking of the outposts and hidden posts he saw outside during the day, Xiao Yu immediately gave up the idea that this was a thief.
Besides, no thief would mess with a prisoner who was being held tightly.
Suddenly he remembered the suspicious emperor Xiao Yuheng again, and recalled all the details of accompanying the madman during the day.
Xiao Yu couldn't help but feel a shiver in his heart. Could it be that Xiao Yuheng decided to kill himself to silence him after thinking about it again and again?
But when I think about it, this is wrong.
Why go to such trouble to kill him? According to the emperor's temperament, he had already been dragged outside and beheaded with great fanfare.
Guesses are just guesses. The person in front of me feels like he has bad intentions.
Fortunately, he had served in the military before time travel, and he still had some skills in grappling and fighting. Coupled with his current extremely strong body, he would not necessarily be at a disadvantage when dealing with him.
The worst he could do was run away if he couldn't climb over the wall, but the earthen wall couldn't stop him anyway.
From now on, he will remain anonymous and stay away from the royal place of right and wrong. With his thinking ability as a modern person, he will not worry about finding a way to make a fortune.
Xiao Yu was just thinking about this when he suddenly heard Manager Zhao coughing slightly from the front yard.
The black figure turned his head as if he was electrocuted, and he walked lightly toward the front yard.
At this time, Xiao Yu's heart skipped a beat: Damn it, he must have thought that Manager Zhao was him.
Thinking of this, his heart sank, he opened the door and slipped out, following the black shadow lightly.
When Xiao Yu came to the second door in the front yard, he saw the man in black suddenly stood still in the yard. He began to look around at the leaky shabby houses in the yard again, seeming to be looking for someone. The source of the sound.
By the moonlight, Xiao Yu noticed that the black figure was carrying a long object on its back. It was clearly a sword. It was indeed an assassin!
Xiao Yu gritted his teeth and said that it is better to strike first than to strike later and suffer disaster. Before he loses the opportunity, it is better to kill him first.
It was a thick and long fire stick next to the door that caught Xiao Yu's attention. This stick had just the right weight and was the best thing to use as a sap.
At this time, dark clouds covered the moon. Taking advantage of this time, he picked up the thing and touched the back of the man in black.
Fortunately, the howling north wind somewhat obscured Xiao Yu's footsteps. When he approached the man in black, the man in black didn't seem to notice anyone behind him at all.
Xiao Yu didn't think too much, he picked the right moment and swung the stick out.
The sap came whistling, and the man in black snorted coldly. He did not look back, but rolled quickly on the spot, and the sap actually missed.
The opportunity was lost, Xiao Yu secretly cried out.
I saw the man in black rolling up on the spot, with the sword unsheathed behind his back, standing on the ground facing Xiao Yu.
At this time, Xiao Yu felt a little puzzled. The other party was obviously a master practitioner and his strength was far superior to his, but why was he not eager to show off his killing move?
"Who are you? What are you doing here!" Xiao Yu asked, raising the fire stick in an offensive gesture.
"Who are you?" The man in black asked in a low voice, with confusion in his tone.
"You don't have to worry about who I am!" Xiao Yu said and raised his stick to attack the man in black.
Xiao Yu danced with the stick, and some memories of his childhood spear skills suddenly flooded into his mind. He was clearly using a stick in his hand, but it made him dance like a spear.
The man in black was stunned for a moment, and when the long stick stabbed him directly in the heart, he came back to his senses, but the spear skill was resolved in three or two strokes of the long sword in his hand.
"His marksmanship is good, but he lacks some flexibility!" The man in black took the opportunity to say.
Xiao Yu couldn't help being even more surprised when he saw that the other party didn't kill him, but instead commented on his shooting skills. The long stick in his hand gradually lost its previous sharpness, and the two sides seemed to have turned into a point-and-shoot competition.
When the man in black saw Xiao Yu slacking off, the long sword in his hand became sharper, as if he wanted to force out Xiao Yu's abilities.
But Xiao Yu's marksmanship suddenly became disrupted, and the man in black shouted sternly: "What kind of move is this! You can't just swing the stick and wander the dragon like this. If you really face the enemy, your right hand will be gone!" "
Xiao Yu was stunned, who is this man in black!
In this flash of lightning, the long sword in the opponent's hand was used to pick out the fire stick in Xiao Yu's hand.
Xiao Yu stared blankly at the long stick that fell on the snow, but the man in black chuckled and put the long sword back into its scabbard.
At this time, a light suddenly came on in a simple low room next to the courtyard. Manager Zhao opened the door and walked out holding the light.
"Who's out there in the middle of the night?"
Xiao Yu didn't answer. He turned to look at the man in black standing not far away, and his face became clearer under the light.
"Guanshi Zhao, you are in good health!" the man in black said loudly.
I saw Manager Zhao rubbing his eyes vigorously: "Oh! Liu Changshi, how...how could it be you!"
The man in black stroked his long beard and smiled.
Manager Zhao looked at Xiao Yu again: "Little prince, you are here too, just now... just now..."
Xiao Yu's brain was still spinning rapidly at this time.
This Liu Changshi...
Xiao Yu couldn't help but look at the middle-aged man in front of him who looked like a Confucian scholar, but this man with a beautiful beard had a little more silver in his beard and hair.
His heart suddenly lit up and he cried out, "Uncle Liu Shi!"
After saying that, I went to worship.
The man in black quickly helped him, took three steps back, and suddenly knelt on the ground.
This time it was Xiao Yu's turn to help him up.
Under the pale moonlight, the elegant Confucian scholar was already bursting into tears and broke down in tears.
Xiao Yu also felt a burst of sadness in his heart.
This man in black is none other than Shi Liu Boxuan, the chief of staff and army who often accompanied the King of Jiangxia.
After King Xiao Qian of Jiangxia surrendered his military power and left the land of Jingxiang, he also resigned from his official position and followed the prince of Jiangxia to Jiankang and became a retainer of the prince's palace. On a daily basis, he exchanged poems and books with the prince and exchanged swords and guns. Sticks, and the set of marksmanship skills he had used before had many moves that were taught by Liu Shishu.
When I saw him again at this time, I felt that Liu Shishu was a little less elegant, but a little more simple.
Liu Boxuan wiped away his tears and looked happy:
"My young prince, it seems that your madness has been cured? Just now I saw that the marksmanship was as if it were passed down by the prince, and I already guessed it was you. I just haven't seen you for many years and wanted to try your skills. To be honest, the marksmanship is really not bad. , I think the prince must also practice it from time to time."
"Uncle Liu Shi, how can that be considered a spear skill? I just used my memory to fight randomly. As for the madness, it's really hard to explain now."
Liu Boxuan saw that Xiao Yu seemed to have something to hide, so he stopped delving into it and changed the subject: "The prince is naturally talented and intelligent. Given time, he will definitely become a great master in spear skills. When the time comes, he will seize the prince's mantle and be able to dominate the battlefield with no disadvantages. See you then. The prince will definitely be filled with joy when he sees you."
"My father... alas..."
Thinking of his father who was still in the pig cage, Xiao Yu immediately showed a sad look on his face.
"Little prince..."
"Oh, Uncle Liu Shi, why did you suddenly appear here?" Xiao Yu asked, changing the subject.
"It's a long story..." Liu Boxuan sighed and said, "When I left the palace, I never thought that the palace would be raided for no reason later, and the prince was unjustly imprisoned and disappeared. I came from Yizhou. After hearing the news, I rushed back to the capital at starry night, but it was already too late... In the past three years, I have been thinking about the prince and the young prince all the time. Although I made many inquiries, I only knew that the prince was imprisoned in the palace, and I It was only recently that I overheard the whereabouts of the young prince from several internal officials who were out on business."
"It is said that when a tree falls, the monkeys will scatter, and the royal palace will be in ruins. Friends and relatives are afraid to avoid him. Liu Shishu is very righteous, and my nephew expresses his gratitude to his second uncle on behalf of his father."
After Xiao Yu said that, he went to worship.
"I can't do it, little prince!" Liu Boxuan raised his hand and went to help Xiao Yu, "I was born in the grass. I was greatly favored by the prince and was entrusted as a distinguished guest. Although I am not talented, the prince encountered unexpected events. I should have been standing by to solve the prince's problems. , How can Nai Boxuan live in the wilderness, thousands of miles apart, and cannot dedicate himself to repaying the prince for his great kindness. How can he accept a word of thanks from the young prince for his kindness to me? It’s just that the prince..."
"Uncle Liu Shi, I met my father yesterday."
