surnamed Wang

In the Eastern Han Palace, the young man who had just killed the prime minister of the Eastern Han shamelessly lived there for half a month.

After learning the truth, Chu Lixia chased this cheeky guy from the palace to the south gate of the capital with a knife in his hand.

Unexpectedly, when she returned to the palace out of breath, she immediately saw Wang Gingquan, who had run away without a trace, sitting leisurely in the imperial garden drinking tea.

The woman was angry and annoyed, so she raised the knife and slashed, but the opponent easily caught it with two fingers. At the moment of stalemate, King Chu of Donghan arrived after hearing the news, and finally took the steel knife.

Wang Gingquan was the guest of Prince Chu Lichun, and the Wang family also had great kindness to the Chu family. As a monarch, there is absolutely no reason to repay kindness with hatred, but after his troubles, this kindness can be regarded as exhausted.

Because of Chu Buxiu's repeated warnings, Chu Lichun did not show his slavish character after all, and the two of them drank and chatted under the moon as friends.

Wang Gangquan took a sip of Donghan's unique strong wine, put down his glass and said calmly:

"Wen Jiang is a rare good-looking man. Although he left Donghan a book boy with excellent bones, it still takes a lot of effort to train him."

When Wang Gingquan said this, he paused for a moment, then turned his head to look at Chu Lichun, "I don't care what your father and sister think about this matter, but for you as a brother, I should give you some compensation."

Prince Donghan, who was dressed in a big red python robe, smiled and replied:

"There's no need to be so serious between us."

"Really?" Wang Bingquan asked with a half-smile.

The man opposite shook his head, "It's really unnecessary."

Hearing the words, Wang Gangquan sighed, "Okay, originally I planned to go back and ask Emperor Shun for the imperial edict to send Qiaoqiao to Donghan for marriage. Since you don't want to, I won't force it."

After finishing speaking, he stopped talking to Chu Lichun, who looked constipated, and got up and walked towards the hut.

……

When Wang Gangquan came back again, the prince of Donghan in front of him returned to his slavish nature again, and said with a smile on his face:
"Uncle, when do you have time, let's set a date for getting married. There is nothing special about Donghan, just don't catch up with the Qingming and Shangyuan days."

There was an imperceptible smile on the corner of Wang Gangquan's mouth, and he said casually:

"Of course there will be officials from the Ministry of Etiquette to communicate with you when you turn around. Compared with me, you should be more worried about whether your father agrees or not."

When Chu Lichun heard the words, he immediately showed his ruffian attitude, and said with a face full of indifference:

"My father is just a son like me. From now on, the country will be mine. What is it like to be a relative?"

Wang Gangquan rolled his eyes, "Why do I feel that you are more like a rascal prince than I am?"

"Where is it? My brother-in-law is far behind me." Chu Lichun showed sincerity.

"Actually, you don't have to accept some burdens." Wang Handquan's tone was a little helpless.

"What burden? Are you leaving?"

Chu Lichun showed surprise, and stood up from the chair directly - but this matter really made him guess right.

……

In a courtyard of the palace, Chu Lixia sat alone on the steps, leaning on his chin with both hands, looking up at the bright moon in the sky.

The old man in purple robe not far away looked at her lonely figure, sighed, stepped forward and sat directly beside her daughter.

"When you were young, you were unhappy and liked to look at the moon alone. I asked you why, and you said that General Wen said that there lived a beautiful woman and a bunch of rabbits in the moon.

I thought you liked rabbits, so I ordered the kitchen to bake one for you, but you cried for a long time. "

Chu Buxiu showed a smile on his face, and told the embarrassing things in the past. He wanted to ease the atmosphere, but unexpectedly made the other party cry again.

Chu Lixia looked at the moon in a daze, and said with tears all over her face:

"From now on, I will never hear the teacher tell stories again."

"Ugh……"

With the appearance of that prince, Chu Buxiu only felt that the number of sighs in the past few days almost caught up with a year, he hesitated, and said:

"You may blame the father for being unfeeling and feel that the father is standing by and watching, but in the final analysis, all of this is Wenjiang's own fault. It's not that I don't want to help him, but that I can't help him."

Chu Lixia wiped her face with her sleeve, her eyes regained her composure and said:

"Father, you don't need to persuade me. My brother told me what happened. Everything is the master's own choice. The child is no longer young, and he will not seek revenge from that guy."

Ever since she knew the truth of the matter, Chu Lixia had also been confused. It wasn't that she hadn't thought about seeking revenge, but she was more aware of Master's disposition than her father. Since she didn't tell herself, she had already expressed her attitude.

Although the master didn't want her to take revenge, she still had some knots in her heart. She should have hated him, but she couldn't hate such a man with so much affection, so in the end she just pretended to be with a knife.

Looking at his daughter's appearance, Chu Buxiu finally felt some comfort in his heart. The father and daughter looked up at the sky together, silent.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Wang Gingquan stood alone at the south gate of Yidu, while Chu Lichun, dressed in casual clothes, came to see him off alone.

The friendship between men is much simpler than that between women, the two of them don't need to say much, just nod their heads to say goodbye.

When Wang Gingquan was about to leave, he stopped suddenly, took off the sword from his waist, and handed it back to the other party.

The latter showed surprise when he saw this, and quickly waved his hand to refuse:
"This is left to you by His Majesty, I cannot accept it."

Wang Gangquan smiled and said:
"Take it, you traveled the rivers and lakes with your father back then, you pretended to be father and son for several years, and then returned to Beijing together, and experienced many things.

Father is not good at speaking nasty words, but I know that in his heart, you are not just a slave, otherwise he would not pass on the swordsmanship that is only passed down to his son to you.

Besides, this sword is not given to you, it is just for you to keep temporarily, and I will come back to pick it up later. "

Chu Lichun's eyes couldn't help getting wet when he heard the words. He had a son's friendship with Sheng Endi.

Wang Gangquan put Shuanghan in the opponent's hand, then turned his head and waved his hand, and led the horse away alone.

Where Chu Lichun could not see, the eyes of this young man whom he had always regarded as his master couldn't help but moisten.

……

Somewhere in the southeast of the Central Plains, in a yard surrounded by simple fences, the young Hong Mao was struggling to wield the wooden sword in his hand.

Opposite him, an old man held a branch, casually resisting the young man's attack.

Although the old man seemed careless, his eyes showed admiration. He didn't expect that this young man, who was related to him by blood, also had a talent for using a sword.

Although the old man was satisfied in his heart, he was unforgiving in his mouth:
"Boy Hong, did your master teach you this ability?"

The young man on the opposite side frowned slightly when he heard the words, increased his strength in his hands, and said without giving in between his words:
"Old man, my master is very powerful. With your three-legged cat skill, you can't even survive a single move under his hands."

"Oh? If there is a chance, the old man will ask him for advice."

The smile in the old man's eyes was even stronger. He never told the young man his true identity from the beginning to the end, and only got along with him as a friend.

"If you want to challenge my master, pass me first." The young man who only regarded the old man as an ordinary swordsman said proudly.

In the young man's heart, that easy-going master must be a rare master in the Jianghu, and he cannot tolerate anyone's despise.

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