Although he has moved into the palace, Xia Chengxuan always regards Prince Jia's Mansion as his home.
Now, he only has one sister left. As long as my sister is here, my family will still be there.
"If Yiyi is gone, the world is vast and I am alone, what fun can I have in living? If my father and mother are still alive, they will never allow me to exchange Yiyi's life for anything. I can't ...I may not be a wise king, but I will never be a ruthless person."
Standing in Jinghu Garden, it is difficult to distinguish the four seasons.
The snow fell to the ground and melted, and the mist was like cold smoke. Flowers of all colors are blooming, making the place look like a fairyland.
Xia Chengxuan walked to the small lotus pond in the middle of the flower garden, bent down and plucked a hoof lily, and walked towards Xia Chengyi's small courtyard.
"Yiyi, no matter what, brother will definitely heal you! When you get better, I will do whatever you want to do. Even if you want to go to Yuan Chen and never come back, I will let you do it. Brother only hopes You are safe, healthy, and happy! Don’t care about anything else.”
Looking at his sister who was getting haggard while lying on the quilt, Xia Chengxuan felt a wave of fear come over him, making him burst into tears.
... ...
Before Qin Xiaoyou left, all the elites from Qin's Duke's Palace and Prince Duan's Palace that he brought with him were shed. Those people came to Ruozhou to deal with Duan Muyu.
Xia Chenghuan was in a daze and hesitant.
"The emperor treats me with sincerity, entrusting me with important responsibilities and granting me great power. If the poison in Chengyi's body cannot be cured, he will not be able to survive. How can the emperor bear it? The people in Prince Jia's palace are thin, and the emperor has no blood relatives except Chengyi. If She is no longer here either... Although my father and Prince Zhi were also unfortunately killed, my mother and Princess Zhi are still alive, and there are many brothers and sisters in the house, which is much better than Prince Jaw's house."
"After personally participating in politics, I realized that the country of Dahua was in dire straits, and it would not be possible to reverse it without ten years of achievements. On the contrary, Jue State, in these years, has been raising money and food, forging weapons and soldiers, sharpening swords, and has been trying to win over Xian Ma and Sha Tuo. Let's attack Dahua together. Once Duanmuyu dies, the struggle for the throne of Jue Kingdom will begin, the internal affairs will be chaotic, and the Three Kingdoms Alliance will inevitably be difficult to achieve. Dahua will have this opportunity to breathe. In ten years, Dahua's official governance, people's livelihood, and military strength will It will definitely be far better than what we are now, so if one is equal to four, what’s the point of fear?”
After thinking about it for a long time, Xia Chenghuan still felt that this matter was difficult.
"Alas, since I have agreed to the Duke of Qin, I can only serve the world and violate the holy order."
... ...
After Tang Yunwen stepped down, Wang Yutang remained on the Sifang stage. Although he fought eight rounds in a row, he was not injured and still had strength left. It was only now that he was applying, and he didn't know how many more people would come to the ring. He had to block them again.
Although there were still more than ninety Xu family members standing in the audience, most of them, except Su Qingshan, could only make up the numbers.
"Hey, he has competed eight times in a row, how about we go up and give it a try?"
"Give it a try? If you beat him, you can earn a reputation. From now on, you can go sideways in the state. You go first!"
"No, who are you trying to trick? Guess the game."
The two round-armed men discussed, and finally, the bearded man who lost the guessing game slowly walked out and climbed up the stairs to the square platform.
"Dezhou Yu Han San!" The big round-armed man walked into the circle of the martial arts school and announced his origin.
Wang Yutang smiled and said with a salute: "Brother, if you don't use weapons, I'm still fighting with fists and feet."
After the deacon started, he suddenly kicked out and kicked the big man hard in the stomach.
"Bang!" After a dull sound, Big Brother Yuanbang hit the outside of the martial arts school circle.
"Hahaha... ..."
"You're such a big man, how come you can't catch every move?"
"Oh, the disciples of the Xu family look so polite, but I didn't expect him to be so powerful! A 200-pound man was kicked more than a foot away by him!"
"That man really doesn't know how to live or die, and he doesn't even think about how much he weighs! He just wants to see this kind of martial arts, how dare he get up so easily! Why hasn't he gotten up yet?"
There was a lot of noise in the school grounds, most of them laughing at the big man for being so bold and ignorant and asking for trouble.
Wang Yutang on the stage frowned because he saw the blood flowing from the body and mouth of the reckless man.
The blood flowed more and more, dripping all over the floor...
The deacon also noticed something was wrong, leaned over and opened his eyelids, listened to his heartbeat, and slowly shook his head at Xu Xiaoyi.
That man was actually dead.
Four government servants came up from the audience and carried him down. Two more people brought rags and wiped the blood stains on the floor.
"Brother! Why are you... dead?" The big man who won the guessing game hurried over and fell on him, crying loudly.
On the school field, everyone looked at me and I looked at you with complicated expressions.
They watched the swords flashing, punching and kicking in the audience. They only felt it was lively and exciting, but they didn't know the mystery hidden in every sword and knife, and the power contained in every punch and kick.
One move kills.
That big, round-armed guy was a martial arts practitioner after all, but his size was so big that he couldn't withstand even one move.
It was only then that they suddenly realized how lethal Wang Yutang's kick was. Many of them were lucky enough to wake up from a dream: the competition in martial arts schools was about real kung fu, and there was no ingenuity to be found.
Standing on the stage, Wang Yutang stood motionless, his face as white as paper. He looked at the direction where the palace servants were carrying the big man away, with unbearable and regretful expression on his face.
This was the first time in his life that he had killed anyone.
Although it was unintentional and no one blamed him, the man did indeed die at his feet.
"If I had left a little more force in that kick, he wouldn't have died."
He was born into a noble family, but he was kind to others. He was always respectful and kind, whether in his teacher's family or at home. He didn't expect to accidentally kill someone today.
Xu Xiaoyi felt uncomfortable when she saw him in despair. After a few words of comfort, he asked his disciples to send him back.
"This competition is set up for the final selection of the martial arts leader. Of course, anyone can come up and show off their skills, but before you go on stage, please consider whether you have the weight!" Xu Xiaoyi raised his inner strength and said to the school field. , "Don't take life and death as a child's play!"
In his opinion, it was not a pity for that reckless man to die without respecting himself. What was hateful was that his death might become a knot in Wang Yutang's heart.
Mistakenly treating life and death as a child's play... Tens of thousands of people in the audience were shocked when they heard this. They all knew that Xu Xiaoyi was angry.
"Who else is going to take the stage?"
... ...
After learning that Duanmuyu's people were damaged, An Wuyu hurriedly came to Juheyuan. He came to see them off, "Your Majesty, among the people brought by this old minister on this trip, fifty people were dead soldiers of the An family's secret training. They have absolutely no doubts. At this time, Ruozhou City is full of divine sentry camps, and the emperor’s comfort must not be careless. Do you want to send them here?"
Both are martial arts families, and the An family is less prominent than the Xu family, but no one in the world dares to underestimate them.
Needless to say, the combat prowess of the elites trained under the An family’s secrets is needless to say.
An Wuyu thought Duanmu Yu wouldn't do it but refused. Unexpectedly, he smiled and shook his head, saying softly: "Mr. An is too worried. Yu lives here. Although he can't leave the city at the moment, the Shenshao Camp cannot. Catch me."
