Chapter 1: White Fox

In the Great Qin Dynasty, the imperial capital was Linzi.

At this time, it was winter, and the cold wind was mixed with snowflakes. Ordinary people hurriedly hid in the house to keep warm and did not dare to appreciate the piercing cold wind.

However, in a luxury mansion in the center of Linzi City, there was a loud shout.

Dozens of seventeen or 18-year-old teenagers stood in the cold wind, neatly elbowed, punched and kicked.

It's actually practicing martial arts.

In the cold weather, men's blood can't be frozen. The teenagers looked serious and were absorbed in practicing the boxing skills circulating in the army. After a punch, not only did he not feel cold, but he sweated breathlessly, and a stream of heat also rose from the back of his head.

Shasha...

The vigorous pace came, but it was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old teenager. He is tall, with a square nose and wide ears, and his upper body is **, revealing the bronze skin like a dragon.

"Today, it is the eldest son who teaches us how to box!"

The standing teenagers looked surprised and looked at the oncoming teenagers enthusiastically.

Here, it is called Jianning Houfu. These teenagers are all trained by Jianning Houfu. No matter how cold or hot it is, you should practice boxing, bowing and horse. When you wait for the crown, you can become a soldier and guard of the Marquis of Jianning.

Usually, there are martial artists hired by Jianninghoufu to teach these teenagers, but today, it is different. The teenager who is not much older than them is the eldest son of Jianninghou, Su Wu!

Su Wu is also a well-known person among the nobles in Linzi City. He has been strong since he was a child, has a strong figure, and loves to practice martial arts. At a young age, he is already a first-class master. In the army, he is enough to become a thousand generals.

These geniuses are naturally worshipped by teenagers of the same age. Suddenly, they are very surprised to see Su Wu coming to teach them martial arts.

"The martial artist is ill today, and I will teach you for the time being."

Su Wu was generous and had no astringent color. He stood in front of everyone with his back and said loudly.

"People who practice martial arts should be fearless. Although it is cold today, can you be afraid?"

"No fear!"

The teenagers took off their clothes and threw them casually in the snow. They stood in the wind and snow with Su Wu's upper body and roared loudly.

The air is so strong that it is extremely strong!

"Very good, you and others have a heart that is not afraid of pain and is qualified to be my Jianning Houfu, but this is not enough! As a martial artist, you should not only be fearless of everything, but also be upright, open and open. The rats who hide their heads and tails are not qualified to practice martial arts!" Su Wu said slowly, but his words turned and glanced at the remote corner in the southeast: "Brother, have you seen enough? Why don't you come out!"

The teenagers suddenly felt curious and followed Su Wu's eyes.

A teenager slowly came out of the corner, with a pale face, floating footsteps, and still shivering with cold clothes wrapped in thick clothes.

"It turned out to be him, the third bastard..."

"I said, how could anyone peek at others practicing martial arts? It turned out to be this scholar."

"Look at the big son, what kind of talent is he? Now he is a first-class master at a young age. Look at these three sons, tut, shame!"

Seeing the people coming, the teenagers immediately became an uproar, showing ridicule and pointing at them rudely.

Hearing that others laughed at his brother, Su Wu was not angry, but was already expected and proud. His lips raised slightly and glanced sideways at the person.

"Third brother, although you are my nominal brother, you should also recognize your identity. A concubine who has a child is not qualified to come to the inner courtyard of the Houfu. What's more, you still peek at others practicing martial arts. Do you know what the crime should be?

Marquis Jianning has three sons, the eldest son Su Wu, the second son Su Wen, and the third son Su Yue.

Su Wu and Su Wen were born to the main wife of the Marquis of Jianning, and they have been superior since childhood. Su Yue is not. He was born to the concubine of the Marquis of Jianning and has no status at all.

The identity of the concubine is only a little higher than that of the maidservant. If she loses her favor, she is not even as good as the maidservant!

What's more, Su Yue's mother died of dystocia when she gave birth to him, and Su Yue was also diagnosed by a famous doctor. She was born weak and could not practice martial arts. Even her life was difficult to save. At most, she could only live to the age of 20.

It can be imagined how embarrassing the status of such a waste who will die sooner or later in Houfu.

"I have reached the crown. According to the rules, I can come to the inner courtyard to get my own mount. Today, that's why I came here, not to enter the inner courtyard without permission. As for peeking at you and others practicing martial arts, it's nonsense. I just got here.

Su Yue has long been used to Su Wu's difficulties. This nominal brother has enjoyed bullying him since he was a child. On the surface, the two can still be kind, but in fact, they are like water and fire, and they don't share the sky. So Su Yue coughed softly and said faintly.

"I haven't seen you for a long time. My third brother is still so sharp..."

Su Wu's eyes cooled down, and Su Yue so easily resolved the difficult meaning in his words, which made him furious. In his mind, he smiled again and said strangely.

"Did you come to the inner courtyard to get your own mount?"

"What's the matter?"

Su Yue said with no expression on his face.

"My third brother came to get the horses. How can I, a big brother, not help you? Come on, call the housekeeper for me!"

At that moment, someone took the order and left.

"What do you want to do?"

Su Yue had an ominous foreboding, and his eyes condensed slightly.

Su Wu did not answer him. He sneered and looked elsewhere.

Not long, the housekeeper came and bowed to Su Wu.

"What do you want to do?"

"My third brother has reached the championship. According to the rules, he should have his own horse. Go to the stable and pick a good horse, and I will give it to the third brother in person!"

When it came to the word "good horse", Su Wu deliberately bit the heavy word and handed the housekeeper a sinister look.

"I understand." The housekeeper straightened up, sneered, and turned away.

"Don't worry, third brother. The eldest brother will personally choose a good horse for you that suits you." Su Wu deliberately patted Su Yue on the shoulder. The latter's face suddenly turned sickly pale, and he staggered back and almost fell down.

This scene attracted sneer from everyone.

Stepping...

The old housekeeper led the horse to Su Wu and arched his hand.

"The good horse is here, let's see if you are satisfied?"

Su Wu turned around and saw an old white horse in front of him. His teeth were about to fall out. One hoof was still lame, and his face was full of wind and frost.

This horse is a war horse that has been to the battlefield. It was idle only because of injury. Now it is about to die of old age.

"Satisfied, why not satisfied? This horse is exactly the same as my third brother. It happens to be his mount!"

There was a burst of laughter, but Su Wu pulled the reins, stuffed it into Su Yue's hands, and asked everyone.

"Guys, let's be a witness. Does this horse match my third brother?"

The teenagers laughed and said with a big mouth.

"It fits, of course, it fits. It's exactly the same as the temperament of the third son!"

"Yes, the eldest son is really wise. He can find this kind of good horse that is exactly the same as that prince!"

"Third son, don't you thank your big brother?"

This kind of obvious mocking words, coupled with the sarcastic eyes of the old housekeeper and Su Wu, immediately made Su Yue's chest ignite anger.

It seemed that there was an airflow exploding in the heart, and the stimulating Su Yue's heart beat violently. He looked at the ferocious faces of the people in front of him and couldn't wait to tear them up, but in a blink of an eye, there was a sense of powerlessness...

They are all martial arts practitioners, and I'm just a weak scholar. How can I fight with them? How can you fight?

"Thank you very much. I want this mount."

In the end, Su Yue could only take a deep breath, and the cold wind poured into his chest to cool his heart a little. He stared at Su Wu with a calm look and said slowly.

After saying that, he pulled the reins and walked out.

"This bitch!"

Su Wu looked at Su Yue's distant back with resentment, and almost had an impulse to kill him here. He remembered Su Yue's eyes just now. He was calm, too calm, which made him feel a little chill.

......

Leaving the inner courtyard, Su Yue suddenly fell to the ground.

"Su Wu, I won't let you go!"

This kind of humiliation is not once or twice. Su Yue can't count how many times he has been bullied by the two brothers Su Wu and Su Wen like a bereaved dog. The more he grows, the stronger the hatred in his heart is. Today, it is almost on the verge of an explosion.

But he can only endure it!

He is naturally weak and can't practice martial arts. He doesn't have the ability to compete with a first-class master like Su Wu.

But he can't stand it, because he doesn't have much time!

When he was still a baby, a doctor asserted that Su Yue could not live to be 20 years old. Now he calculates the time. He is 20 years old and is about to arrive.

"Hate heaven gives me a weak body. If I can practice martial arts, I will be angry, splash blood five steps, and kill Su Wu, Su Wen, and that bitch Sun!"

When it comes to the word Sun, Su Yue began to tremble all over. It can be seen how much he hates this person!

Sun, a rich family from the Qin Dynasty: Sun. She is the wife of the Marquis of Jianning and the mother of Su Wen and Su Wu, but for Su Yue, she is her own murder enemy and the culprit who caused him to be wasted!

It was rumored that Su Yue's mother died in childbirth, but Su Yue knew that this was not the truth. His mother was killed by Sun with a chronic poison!

Su Yue's natural weakness was also caused by being infected by this poison when she was in her mother's womb.

This news was told by Su Yue when an old servant of Hou's family was dying. It was true.

Many servants passed by and saw Su Yue falling in the snow, and they all showed disdainful smiles.

Su Yue finally slowed down, stood up laboriously, led the horse, and walked towards the stable step by step.

His current situation is not as good as that of a subordinate. Naturally, no one will lead a horse for him, and he can only do it himself.

After arriving at the stable, he tied the thin old horse and went to get some forage. Looking at the old horse swallowing hard, Su Yue sighed softly.

"Follow me, you are suffering."

As the son of the marquis, even if he is a concubine, he needs to pay attention to demity. If he goes out, he will ride a horse. Naturally, Su Yue can't be treated as a car. He can only ride a horse, and even if he rides a horse, he can only ride this thin horse that is about to die.

After placing the old horse, Su Yue turned around and left, but he heard a sad whisper not far away.

"What is it?"

This sound, like the pleading of some kind of animal, was heard in Su Yue's ears, which actually made him feel sad from the heart.

He decided to go and have a look.

Several slaves in blue looked happy. One was sharpening a knife, one was boiling water, and the other was carrying a pocket. There were obviously animals in the pocket, and they were constantly struggling at this moment.

When Su Yue saw this scene, he immediately understood the beginning and end. It turned out that several slaves wanted to cook a pot of broth, but they didn't know what animals were in their pockets.

Woo-hoo...

It seems that you know what you are going to face, and the animals in your pocket are screaming more sadly, just like the whimper of a child.

"This beast is a little spiritual."

The servant carrying the pocket smiled cruelly, put one hand into the pocket, took out the animal in the bag and put it under the butcher's knife.

It turned out to be a white fox. The snow-white hair is spotless, and the four hooves are also wrapped in white hair, just like stepping on the snow. The white fox's dexterous nose shrugged slightly, and its big eyes were full of crystal, whimpering constantly.

"This beast's fur is not bad. Don't leave a flaw when peeling for a while. Maybe it can be sold at a good price."

The servant who boiled water suddenly remembered something and hurriedly ordered.

"Don't worry."

The person who was ready to cut the knife answered, but licked his lips, as if he was looking forward to the delicious food for a while.

Woo-hoo...

The white fox was crying and screamed more fiercely. A pair of bright eyes stared at Su Yue not far away, as if he could speak, full of pleading.

" Stop it!"

Su Yue looked at the white fox's eyes and thought of his own experience, and couldn't help resonating.

I'm a poor man, he is a poor fox, I want to save it...

After making up his mind, Su Yue strode away.

Hearing that someone stopped him, the three of them were very frightened. Looking back, it was Su Yue, who immediately showed a sneer.

"Yo, it turned out to be the third son. Why do you also want to have a sip of broth?"

"How to talk? What's the status of the third son? He doesn't like fox meat at all. He is used to eating brocade and jade food!"

"Is that so? Why did I hear that the third son went to dig wild vegetables in the courtyard a few days ago? Is it to improve the taste?

The three of them sang together, but they laughed.

"Let go of this white fox."

Su Yue didn't care about the sarcasm of the three people at all. He just stepped forward and said calmly.

"Why?"

The three of them were furious. It took them a lot of effort to catch the white fox. It was about to be put into the pot. How could they give up?

"Isn't this useless person want to swallow it alone?"

Suddenly, this idea came up, and the three of them sneered at each other. If the useless person really had this idea, then beat him up. Anyway, no one cares about his life or death.

"The three of you died when you didn't know it at all. It's ridiculous."

Su Yue's face remained unchanged, as if he didn't see the badness of the three people, and said lightly.

"The three of you are just servants. Today is not a festival, and there is no grace in Houfu. How can you be qualified to eat meat? In addition, I heard that I lost a lot of meat in the kitchen, and there may be this white fox among them. Isn't it that the three of you are bold and steal the things of Houfu?

"You talk nonsense!"

The three of them were furious. If they really went on like this, wouldn't they have committed a serious crime and are likely to be killed by the well-ruly housekeeper.

"What about nonsense? Although I am humble and no one takes my identity seriously, I am at least the son of the marquis. What's wrong with the three slaves in this marquis' house? After saying that, Su Yue paused and saw the ugly faces of the three people. He continued to say, "Two choices, one is to hand over the white fox, and the other is to continue what you are doing now, put the white fox into the pot, and finally have a full meal. I went to tell the housekeeper that the three of you stole the kitchen meat, and then the people will get it. People will die!"

It's just three bold servants. Although Su Yue has no ability, it is very simple to intimidate them. The three of them turned pale and knew that it had been done. They immediately sneered and picked up the white fox and said, "I'm going to take the white fox away now. You can stop me."

The three people who subconsciously wanted to reach out were immediately scared by Su Yue's words and didn't know what to do.

"Don't worry, it's safe."

Su Yue also breathed a sigh of relief, hugged the white fox, and turned away.

The white fox was obviously relieved to see Su Yue, sweating, and a trace of gratitude flashed in his eyes.