Shenjing City, Rongguo Mansion.

Rongqing Hall East Warm Pavilion.

Grandmother Jia sat on a kang, her face was blank, and she looked through the glass window, looking out at the ground covered with moonlight outside.

It is rare that the mandarin ducks are not in the house...

"well!"

With a long sigh, Jia Mu's expression gradually changed, as if she was sad and resentful, with endless hatred and endless fear.

Thirty years...

In order to maintain this family, she watched her eldest son fall step by step, watch her second son become a nerd, and watch the messy things in the two mansions and one land...

She never speaks because she only asks for peace.

But……

After all, it is rare to be safe.

She didn't expect that even without her, the country would still appear and personally selected a descendant to educate her...

Thinking of this, a hesitation appeared in Jia Mu's eyes, as if something was difficult to solve.

After hesitating for a while, he finally gritted his teeth, stood up, and walked to the cabinet behind which was as high as a wall.

Open the innermost cabinet door, took out the stacks of clothes, and then went in. She reached her hand under the partition, as if she had grabbed something, and turned her arm for half a circle...

"Squeak...ga!"

A sound came from the cabinet, and the door that had not been opened for a long time was harsh and rubbed when it was first opened.

A small dark block appeared on the inside of the cabinet against the wall.

In the dark compartment, there is a scroll.

The scroll side is an envelope.

Jia Mu's eyes gradually became wet. She trembled and slowly picked up the scroll.

Under the illumination of the glass oil lamp in the room, it slowly unfolded.

This is a painting.

On the drawing paper, there is a picture of "Broken Plum Break in the Cold Mountain"...

Jia Huan has seen this kind of painting twice.

Once, it was done in the Dragon Shou Palace for the Supreme Emperor and Ying Xinger.

Another time, it was in the cellar in the Dazai Sang Tent in Longcheng.

However, if Jia Huan saw the "Chapter of Plum Break in the Cold Mountain" in Jia Mu's hand at this moment, he would definitely find that this picture is slightly different from the two pictures he had seen...

Jia Mu gently stroked the picture with her trembling hands, tears blurring her eyes...

It seemed that after a long time, Jia Mu gently rolled up the painting, put it back on it...

Then, her hands trembled even harder.

His hands slowly reached into the letter inside.

But it seems extremely hesitant.

I seemed to want to pick it up, but I seemed to be extremely afraid and dared not pick it up...

It seemed as if there was a beast hidden in this letter.

As long as it is opened, it will swallow her and the entire Jia family.

Jia Mu was already in tears. She mustered up the courage and finally slowly picked up the letter and took it out of the secret.

The light of the candlelight instantly enveloped the envelope...

The sight of it was a shocking dark red.

An old smell of blood came over the street!

“Woo woo…”

Jia Mu seemed to be in sorrow that she could not cry out.

"Master..."

...

Ironnet Mountain Camp.

On the ring, the soldiers had already retreated.

No matter how skillful the soldiers are in their martial arts or how hard they train on weekdays, due to their martial arts skills and skills, it is rare for them to have a few second-grade martial artists.

However, among the children of Wuxun, there are many people who are more than the third rank.

However, no one was worried, because at least the court gave everyone a relatively fair platform.

The capable are superior, and the defeat is inferior.

No ordinary soldiers were abandoned because of their status and status.

Instead, we will compete for elimination based on our real ability.

Therefore, even those who lose will be convinced.

After stepping down, he laughed and continued to watch the increasingly exciting confrontation on the ring with great enthusiasm.

They hope that one day they can make enough military achievements on the battlefield and be awarded the title.

Even though their generation has lost hope for great development, as long as they persevere, they believe that one day, their descendants will be as powerful as the yamen on the arena today.

The soldiers were not jealous of these yamen, because the yamen were today because their ancestors exchanged their lives for their lives.

What is the real man doing when he is fighting on the battlefield?

It's nothing more than a wife and a child.

What’s wrong with descendants bringing their ancestors?

What's more, it's not easy to follow the martial arts.

Everyone who can drive them down will suffer much more pain from practicing martial arts than them.

Therefore, looking at the yamen who were fighting fiercely on the ring, these soldiers only had envy, admiration and hot hope.

The person who was guarding the ring at this moment was Han Rang.

After all, Han Degong has been in charge of the Beijing Camp for a short time. In terms of foundation, the Beijing Camp is far inferior to the Imperial Guard and the Bashang Military Camp.

After a few rounds, the Beijing Camp was defeated.

But the generals and soldiers inside the Beijing camp were unwilling to give up, so they invited the "Young Marshal" out.

With Han Rang's current fifth-grade martial arts cultivation and his diligent shooting skills, he is invincible among ordinary soldiers.

And even if there is someone who can beat others, he will definitely be older than him. How can he come to power to bully the small ones for the big ones?

Victory is not martial.

Therefore, when Han Rang cleared the ordinary soldiers into the championship, the competition finally ushered in today's highlight.

The first Yanei to challenge Han Rang was Li Fang.

His father was the third-class son Li Ding, who was the governor of the Tianfu Legion, and he held 25,000 powerful soldiers and guarded one side.

The real power and noble family and noble family are born in martial arts, and their excellent roots have given Li Fang a foundation of martial arts that most people do not have.

Not only that, because of the many famous mountains and many martial arts in Shu, Li Fang not only practiced his own martial arts, but also studied many famous teachers.

For example, the generation of Emperor Xuankong of Wuzong in Qingcheng Mountain.

For example, Tang Sect...

All the superior martial arts conditions made Li Fangnian only 17 years old and was already a fifth-rank master, better than his father.

It is precisely because of this that Li Fang is extremely proud.

People of the same generation have no other children except Fu An.

Although he had heard of all the rumors about Jia Huan, there were also legends that Jia Huan was a master of seventh grade or above.

But Li Fang has always sneered at this statement.

If Jia Huan started practicing from the womb and the ancestors of the Jia family were still alive, Li Fang might still believe this sentence.

But he investigated that before Jia Huan was eight years old, he was just a sick villain.

Therefore, Li Fang thought that Jia Huan's legends were just the masters of the Rong Kingdom lineage who deliberately spread it to make him famous.

After all, the Rongguo Group does need a flag to gather the dispersed hearts of the people.

Even though he understood, Li Fang looked down on this practice very much.

The proud young man was not convinced by his peers who were more famous than him. In addition, he learned that his aunt who loved him the most was relieved and returned home because of Jia Huan's forced and intimidation, and Li Fang regarded it as a great humiliation.
To be continued...