The Child Emperor

Han Ruzi woke up automatically. It was still dark. He turned his head and slowly made out the outline of his wife's head. She was sleeping soundly, with a few fingers sticking out of the quilt, as if hiding in a curtain to peep out.

Han Ruzi got out of bed, dressed quietly, and heard a hazy voice from the bed: "It's still dark..."

"I'll get up and sit down for a while." Han Ruzi replied softly, stood there for a while, heard no sound on the bed, walked slowly to the window and sat down, quietly waiting for the dawn.

The back garden of the Hou Mansion has been abandoned for a long time, and it has not been cleaned up yet. Yesterday, Mrs. Du's grandfather and grandson personally swept away the snow and created a rectangular field where he would teach martial arts.

Han Ruzi and Zhang Youcai put on tight outfits and arrived just before dawn. The old man, Du Motian, hadn't arrived yet, and only Du Chuanyun was waiting there alone, with his hands on his back, looking at the two "apprentices".

Zhang Youcai didn't like the attitude of the other party, "Hey, this is not your 'jianghu', you have to salute when you see Hou Juan."

"Tiandijun is a teacher, there are five majors in Yuzhong, and one of the masters is the master. Standing here, I am the master, and you are the apprentice. How can there be a rule for a master to salute his apprentice?" Du Chuanyun's body became more upright.

Zhang Youcai still wanted to argue, but Han Ruzi raised his hand to signal him to be obedient.

Du Chuanyun nodded and continued: "Du's martial arts is famous all over the world. How many people are kneeling on the ground crying and wanting to worship our grandfather as their teacher, but neither of us agreed. The two of you are also a coincidence..."

Zhang Youcai pouted in disdain.

"You're not convinced, right? Come on, let's have a contest." Du Chuanyun rolled up his sleeves. Although he didn't wear much in winter, he was just a layer of padded clothes with a slightly open neckline.

Zhang Youcai is still a bit self-aware, "I don't compare, I'm just an ordinary little eunuch, and there are thousands of people who can beat me. It doesn't mean anything. If you really have the ability, go challenge a more powerful opponent."

There was no more powerful opponent in Hou's residence, but Du Chuanyun insisted on showing his hand. He looked around and pointed to the snow that had not been swept nearby, "If you want to see what you can really do, okay, I'll give you a trick." Step on the snow without a trace'."

Du Chuanyun tightened his belt, and as soon as he lifted his breath, he ran away, as fast as a galloping horse. In a moment, he reached under a tree, circled the tree, ran back, stopped, let out a sigh of relief, and said proudly: "Have you seen it?"

Han Ruzi and Zhang Youcai looked at the ground, and there really were no footprints on the white snow. Zhang Youcai was still not convinced. He walked over to take a closer look and stepped on it with one foot. , "It's not 'no trace' either."

Zhang Youcai muttered in his mouth, admiration in his heart, and walked slowly, checking every trace.

"My grandfather's name is Du Motian, and my name is Du Chuanyun. You will know how powerful our Du family's Qinggong is. My grandfather also has a nickname, he is called 'Yijianxian', that is, his swordsmanship is also very powerful. The nickname is 'Electric Chasing Dragon'..."

"It's bragging again." Du Motian came over and pushed his grandson away, "The name is rewarded by fellows in the rivers and lakes, how can you call yourself? You change one every day, and you won't have your own name when you die."

Zhang Youcai turned around from behind the tree, smiled and said loudly, "There are footprints behind the tree, you have a rest!"

"I didn't say I couldn't rest." Du Chuanyun whispered.

Du Motian smiled and said, "Don't worry about Hou Juan, my grandson likes to talk nonsense if he doesn't keep his mouth shut."

"To make Sun Qinggong unrivaled, how can it be considered nonsense?" Han Ruzi still admired Du Chuanyun.

Du Motian shook his head, "Marquis Tien was deceived."

Zhang Youcai just ran back and asked in surprise: "There is something on the bottom of his shoes? That's not enough to make footprints so shallow on the snow."

"Grandpa, why are you telling them this?" Du Chuanyun whispered, pulling Grandpa's sleeve and being pushed aside again.

"Have you ever seen a juggling show?" Du Motian asked.

Han Ruzi shook his head, Zhang Youcai said, "I've seen them, there are monkeys, climbers, sword dancers, fire eaters... It's interesting."

Du Motian smiled and nodded, "That's right, some people can dance tens or hundreds of jins of big swords like wildfire, but why don't they go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds?"

"Yeah, why?" Zhang Youcai was very interested.

"Because a sword dance is a sword dance, a fight is a fight, and a fight is a fight. The so-called interlaced is like a mountain, and a person who can wield a big sword may not even have time to raise his sword on the battlefield. I don't know where it came from."

"That's right, I thought it was enough to be strong enough." Zhang Youcai didn't quite understand.

Han Ruzi remembered that Meng Che had said something similar. His martial arts are obviously very good, but he claimed that he could not beat five soldiers. Now that he thinks about it, he may not be self-defeating. You can't beat five soldiers on the battlefield, but not in the alley.

"'Treading the Snow without a Trace' is similar to juggling in the rivers and lakes. It can be used to show off and make money. It was used by our grandfather and grandson when he was walking in the rivers and lakes and had no food to eat. avoid."

"It can be used to escape." Zhang Youcai came up with a use for "Treading Snow without a Trace", but Du Chuanyun glared at him.

"At most, run a dozen steps. If you have the energy, it is better to run faster and longer with your feet on the ground."

Du Chuanyun became more and more surprised, "Grandpa, you've given all your old hands out, are you really going to teach them martial arts?"

"Of course it's a true religion, Juan Hou is not a Jianghu person, don't use Jianghu's tricks to deceive people."

As soon as these words came out, both Han Ruzi and Zhang Youcai had a very good impression of Mr. Du, and they gave a gift together, which was regarded as a sincere recognition of him as a master.

The martial arts taught by Master Zhen on the first day were extremely simple. They moved their legs and feet, stood on the spot and squatted. When they were tired, they could get up and rest for a while, and then squat again.

Du Chuanyun was very unwilling to be exposed by his grandfather. He also followed the squatting stance, his posture was standard, and he remained motionless from beginning to end, which brought a lot of pressure to the two apprentices and did not dare to stand up easily.

After only squatting for a little over a quarter of an hour in total, Han Ruzi felt her legs were sore, Zhang Youcai was even more frowning, and he couldn't even walk, "Master, I made a wrong wish, can I stop learning martial arts?"

"No, you have to learn if I learn." Han Ruzi couldn't let Zhang Youcai go. In that case, he would appear weaker in front of Du Chuanyun.

During breakfast, Cui Xiaojun kept snickering, and was forced to ask questions by Han Ruzi many times before she said, "I think of a few brothers in the family. They used to love martial arts for a while.

"What happened later? Did they practice it?" Han Ruzi asked.

Cui Xiaojun giggled, "No, they practiced for a few months, and they beat a lot of servants in the mansion. It is said that they later shouted that they were the sons of the Cui family, and people didn't believe it, so they beat him even harder."

Han Ruzi also smiled, "I don't go out to fight, I learn martial arts to keep fit."

"That's good, I don't think Master Du is the kind of liar master invited by the Cui family. They touted my stupid brothers every day and made them self-righteous, so they dared to go out and cause trouble. Later, these people were driven away by my mother. ."

However, Han Ruzi thought that there are so many liars in this world. Chunyu Xiao, who is hopeful, is said to be a liar, but he deceives the princes and kings so much that he can deceive princes and kings to rebel. Even the great scholar Luo Huanzhang regards him as a sage.

After training for another half an hour, he was still squatting. Han Ruzi rested twice and finally managed to hold on. Zhang Youcai was always lying, sitting on the ground again and again. A dead tree branch was placed vertically below, and the little eunuch dared not sit down again. He was so tired that he stood up and took two steps.

"How many days do I have to practice horse stance?" Zhang Youcai walked on limps when the practice was finally over.

"How many days? There will be no end. My grandfather is so old, and he has to practice for a while every day." Du Chuanyun was jumping up and down, and his half-hour horse stance had no effect on him.

Zhang Youcai grimaced and regretted it too late.

Han Ruzi changed clothes, ready to meet the morning visitors.

Emperor Wu's orphan Han Shi, although he failed to win the favor of his ancestors in the lottery in the Taimiao, and missed the emperor's throne, was named the champion and took over the Northern Army. In a few days, he formed a confrontation with the elite Southern Army. , the limelight is all the time.

Why did such a person come to visit the Emperor? Even Yang Feng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't even remind Juan Hou too much, just suggested that he receive him normally.

Seventeen-year-old Han Shi was Han Ruzi's cousin. When he came to visit, Marquis Tien should have gone out to greet him, but he was also a deposed emperor, and his position was higher than that of princes and princes of champions.

The mansion did not dare to call the shots alone. Yesterday, he went to Zongzheng's mansion to ask for help from his superiors. The instructions he received were: the title is the greatest, and the Marquis of Tien can be greeted at the second gate, and bowed to the other side, calling him "Champion Marquis", not "Champion Marquis". "Brother", let alone "Imperial Brother" and "Imperial Brother", after entering the hall, Huanhou takes the throne, and Champion takes the guest seat.

The arrangements of Zongzheng's mansion are quite meticulous, and the content of the conversation between the two is just about to be stipulated.

In the morning, the champion Hou Han Shi came to visit on time. He had obviously received guidance, and cooperated closely with Hou Wan in etiquette, as if he had practiced many times.

The two met once in the Taimiao, and it was only then that they had the opportunity to observe each other carefully.

Han Shi looked much more mature than he was seventeen years old, with a smile on his face, quite bold, and his features were somewhat similar to the portrait of Taizu that Han Ruzi had seen.

The two humbly yielded to each other three times, and walked side by side into the main hall. In this case, the Marquis Mansion had to be present. The champion Hou Hanshi also had officials to follow. After the officials, they were their personal entourage.

At the beginning of the conversation, Han Shi thanked the imperial clan for their help, praised the lightness and elegance of the Juanhou Mansion, and expressed appropriate envy for the leisurely life of the Juanhou. Han Ruzi smiled and perfunctory, thinking that the other party would not deliberately come to observe It's his own mind. Although Han Shi is mature, he has not yet reached the level of penetrating people's hearts.

Han Ruzi was absent-minded, the pain in his leg made him restless, so he missed a few words and suddenly reacted, "What did the champion just say? The sentence related to Yang Feng."

Han Shi smiled and said: "I said that I heard the name of Duke Yang long ago, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance to see it before. Now the Northern Army lacks a military advisor, will the tireless Hou Ken give up his love?"

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