Dachunyang Palace

Chapter 23 Ming Mansion
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The setting sun is like blood, and the red afterglow sprinkles the land of Chang'an, reflecting patches of maple red.

On the high wall of Zhumen, there are two big characters written - Mingfu
This is the house of the Ming family, one of the eight great families in Chang'an City.

It is also the only one of the eight family houses that built the house in the outer city.

At this moment, Ming Yiqing was strolling under the wall
no one around

As the eldest son of the Ming family, he should have been supported by everyone, but obviously, he did not have such conditions.

Although the robe on his body was not worn out, the black cloth was already a little whitish, and his hands were not decorated with various decorations like other noble children, and there was only a small jade pendant around his waist.

It was left to him when his mother died.

Believe in jade these days, believe it very deeply, almost every household, as long as they have the conditions, will leave one for their children.

Jade nourishes people and also nourishes the heart.

But now Ming Yiqing is very irritable
Walking up and down the backyard adjacent to the servants' quarters, up and down.

From time to time, when I get angry, I will punch the wall to vent my anger, like a madman.

"why why why!!!!"

He shook his hand vigorously, as if to shake off the blood on his fist, he could get rid of his troubles.

Ming Yiqing was very angry.

He asked himself, he was an honest person, a somewhat kind person, and a conscientious person, but why would such a self be insulted like that?

Why do they all believe that nonsense?

Can't believe it!
Leaning on the wall with both hands, he gritted his teeth hard and shook his head, some messy buns were shaken softly.

flushed.

Chang'an has been spreading the word about it since half a month ago.

People in the streets and alleys are saying that he is a young master, likes to raise prostitutes, and is as good as Long Yang.

Perhaps in modern times, this is just a joke.

Aren't you just gay? These days, with open ideas and freedom of love, who you like is your business, and others should not and have no right to care about it.

But in ancient times, except for those who were really the current Lord Longyang, in a big family, no one with a strong enough personality would tolerate such rumors, what's more, they would even commit suicide to show their innocence.

Because this not only means damage to the reputation, but also means that the family who heard these rumors will not be able to marry their children to him.

At this time, the Tang Dynasty was not as rotten and smelly as the rich and noble families of later generations. Most big families attached great importance to the education of children in ethics and were required to treat their wives as guests. Concubines were favored but not respected. Nor should you fall into the habit of raising and molesting children.

Of course, if you are just a parasitic maggot in the family, no matter what you do, the family will not care too much.

The family only values ​​worthy people.

But now, as the eldest son of the Ming family, Ming Yiqing was rumored to have the habit of Longyang.

what does this mean?
Notorious?

Do not!
There is no future.

Same as the eunuch.

Being locked in a home as a disgrace, living a life alone.

A man of kind would not accept it.

But unfortunately..
Oh, they have the so-called evidence.

What evidence?

Witnesses.

That's right, Witness!
The person who revealed that he was as good as Long Yang was a little beggar who he bought from the street more than half a month ago because he thought it was too pitiful.

However, if it wasn't for those people, the little beggar wouldn't have the guts to slander him like this.

Which people?
His brother's natal family.

He is the eldest of the six brothers of the Ming family. He is 11 years old this year.

And his second brother, ten years old.

Of the remaining younger brothers, none were over four years old.

He, the boss, is his second brother's biggest opponent in the fight for the position of Patriarch.

But fortunately, his opponent is very weak to his second brother, very weak.

Unless a child without the support of his natal family is really outstanding, how can he gain recognition from his family?

But it's a pity that apart from his cultivation, that's all there is to him.

Even if it is cultivation, it is only slightly stronger than others.

And his second brother's natal family is Zhengyipin, Zijin Taibao, An's family where An Chongxi lives, how could he take this little kid in his eyes?
There is absolutely no resistance.

Even his father looked cold every time he looked at him.

In this family, there is no one he can rely on.

The person he relied on died when he was eight years old.

Since then, he likes to be alone.

Even if he earns a penny every month, he still has what he should get, eat, and drink every month.

But he still doesn't want to live such a life.

Live a life where things like garbage are fostered on a big tree called 'family'.

He is not free.

Every time he goes out, he will be surrounded by guards. Although it is protection in name, who can bear the feeling that his life is not under his control all the time?
The last time I went out was half a month ago.

Now that I think about it carefully, I realize that it was a conspiracy that took advantage of his conscience.

He is not stupid, and he can see clearly.

Unfortunately, only hindsight.

After venting, he didn't go back, but walked silently to the granary.

Few people go there, and only one hour before the three meals a day, there will be people there.

And because he is in this prison-like Ming Mansion, there are many guards outside, so he is not afraid of him running out, so at least, he is free within this hundred-acre land.

Although, it's just freedom in a cage.

But he still enjoys it and enjoys this rare freedom.

In order to enjoy this rare cleanliness, he even put a table and a chair in the granary. If others laugh, just laugh. What else can he not bear?

as a cripple.

However, he never imagined that the moment he opened the door, a new world opened to him.

……

Xiao Daotong's current mood is crap.

Originally, he just found a yard at random, looked at it casually and reckoned it was the backyard where the servants lived, and then found a warehouse at random, really just came in casually to take a rest.

So what did he see?
PY deal?

No, no!
Weapons, full of weapons.

Armor, shining armor.

Crossbow arrows, wait, this Tuoma is a sixty-foot crossbow specially used by the frontier army!

Why so many things?
Of course, it's not just stuff.

And the keepers.

'whoosh whoosh'

Shoot arrows without saying a word!
Can you listen to my explanation!
I am really a good citizen, a good citizen!
Although he complained so much, Xiao Daotong turned and fled without hesitation.

With so many weapons, this is a rebellion!
He didn't think that the people who guarded these weapons were capable of him.

Otherwise, he would have brought the heads and evidence of these people to receive the reward.

'bang'

A small steel ball shattered the air and followed, and even made an arc, aiming directly at the heart.

Xiao Daotong knew that he was really in trouble this time.

He didn't hesitate and took action with all his strength.

Fumbled a few times from his bosom, and took out a stack of talismans.

sprinkle it out

[Ling Taixu: Stagnant air, within ten feet, the enemy's damage to you is reduced by 80%]

A series of red gold runes shone beside Xiaodaotong
A hemispherical air field in which the air is almost frozen into a liquid state is formed within a ten-foot range centered on Xiaodaotong

Ye Jinyan's hands are not stopping
Immediately, the Shenmu sword was pulled out, leaned on the ground, the left and right hands started working at the same time, the two index fingers moved together, and the blue runes shone in the aura.

The hemispherical air mass was almost on the verge of solidification.

At this time, the steel ball arrived.

Just wear it

'boom'

Loud noise.

The aura that was stagnant and solid just now was blown to pieces, and the 32 runes dissipated after only supporting it for an instant. The power was almost irresistible.

Xiao Daotong couldn't resist at all, even though he was weakened by [Ling Taixu] and only had 20% damage left, he still flew out of the explosion.

After the aura shattered, he curled up in the air and covered the exposed skin with his Taoist robe to prevent bleeding from scratches. The time was short enough for him to prepare for this.

Then the small body scraped ten feet on the ground heavily.

When he got up, he was disheveled by the thick fog of smoke and dust from the explosion, and his elbows and knees were severely bruised, and his muscles could almost be seen.

Although he staggered in pain and almost fell to the ground, at that moment, Xiao Daotong still recognized the thing.

This is Tang Sect's unique hidden weapon, Lei Zhenzi.

As long as it is used well, even an innate master can kill with one blow.

Although the little Taoist boy is much stronger than the ordinary early-stage innates, in terms of physical body, he is not afraid of head-to-head confrontation with late-stage innates.

However, he is still too weak.

Outside, footsteps sounded.

Without hesitation, he opened the [Shenyang Kun Ganyin], and the light blue to dark blue true energy was restrained around the body.

This is Chang'an, not Chunyang.

When faced with a fatal blow, he didn't have the mountain and river talisman to save his life, and he didn't have patrolling disciples who found the situation and came to rescue immediately.

His mouth was continuously hissing because of the wound on his leg and elbow, and his face was bitter again.

It really hurts. Is it possible that if the injury happens, I need to open it again to save my life?
Don't, if you open it again, you will definitely die here.

Although I complained nonsensically in my heart, my five senses were released to the extreme, and I couldn't care so much about being hurt.

At this time, there was a lazy voice suddenly.

"Oh my god, so many people besieged a five-year-old kid?
You guys are really shameless. "

'Pure Yang Taoist robe? ! '

There was a familiar white in front of his eyes, although it was sloppy, it still injected a glimmer of hope into Xiaodaotong's hopeless heart.

Xiaodaotong grinned high.

It seems that there is no need to die!

……

Ming Yiqing was in some distress at this time.

Worrying about how to deal with this little beggar who just took a shower and changed clothes and sat in front of him... well, little girl.

The little girl in front of her looks to be about seven or eight years old, with an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, a small mouth that is pursed nervously, her lips are a little white, and her skin is not very fair. It is probably the result of being exposed to the wind and sun every day.

But no matter how you look at it, she is a real beauty, but she is too young.

Glancing somewhere.

Well, the scenery is flat.

'It's no wonder that the prince who doesn't have eyesight is quite discerning in wanting to capture this little one. '

Ming Yiqing, who claimed to be an honest person, commented in his heart like this, but when he realized it, he immediately shook his head and threw the thought away.

Another headache.

Lu Tingrou was wearing shabby black clothes that she didn't know where she got them from. There was not much difference between a little girl and a boy at this age, and the clothes Ming Yiqing wore when she was a child were quite suitable for her.

His autumn eyes blinked from time to time.

Although I don't know what this guy in front of me wants to do, but it's fine to make allowances for the time being. This time, I must learn to be patient.

Thinking of meeting this little boy who was not a few years younger than himself in the granary just now, Lu Tingrou couldn't help but feel lucky for himself.

The little boy in front of her must have recognized her. After all, looking at her shabby clothes and the black mud on her face, she knew that she was the little beggar who was rescued by the old beggar who was being hunted all over the city.

But who would have expected that after discovering himself, the little boy not only did not shout loudly or go with the adults to report to the official to collect the reward, but instead immediately took him back to the palace where he lived, gave himself food and clothing, and even He also asked himself to take a shower because he disliked how smelly he was.

Now that Lu Tingrou has had enough to eat and drink, even if she dies here, that's all.

Also, how can a person whose family members die because of him cherish his own life?

Is it right to constantly hate yourself who is burdened with sin?

how?Should he just cling to this world and not leave for such a rotten life?

What is there to cherish in such a way of life?
With such a mood, Lu Tingrou sat here.

I just don't know what he wants to do?
Probably like that person, wanting to play with himself like a doll?

At the corner of his mouth, there was a mocking smile that was not what a seven or eight-year-old child should be.

Gotta make good use of him.

Hatred, no matter what it is, the mood itself is the easiest thing for a person to grow.

I saw the little boy brought a plate of small pastries from the cabinet, tiptoeing, his face was still a little red, and his voice was weak.
.
"Well... shall we be friends?"

The girl was stunned.

(End of this chapter)