Chapter 360 Resentment
In winter, everything is covered in silver and withered.
This year, the snow is heavy. The decoration inside the Tianhu Cave is classical and elegant, no different from a human scholarly home. A group of foxes snuggle up to each other beside the fire. The harvest on the mountain is even more bleak. For some reason, this year is not easy.
The fruit of the sacred tree helps the foxes to practice, purify their qi and blood, and shape their souls. During the winter, there is a furnace in their bodies, which emits heat so that they can live normally. With the help of severe winter practice, they may even realize that their souls leave their bodies and become people like Grandma San, or condense their qi and blood to become powerful monsters, and there is a chance to transform.
"Grandma, I want to go out and play!"
"Don't go, people outside are coming, let's hide first!"
Grandma San said to the foxes.
This mountain is called Qinghua Mountain, named after its lush vegetation. There are two races living on the mountain, the fox and the snake. There were constant frictions before, but with the emergence of masters from each family, the two sides shook hands and made peace.
The foxes are semi-hibernating animals. In winter, the functions of their bodies are greatly reduced until the winter is over.
Things are not in accordance with common sense, but they are spirits. The divine fruit can make them survive the winter against common sense. During this time, they can easily break through.
Now that the divine tree does not bear fruit, they can only spend this winter in poverty.
Wait until the ladies finish their retreat in the human world, and then report to her.
Da Da Da...
The divine horses galloped, and a series of traces appeared on the snow.
A group of people went up the mountain.
There were men and women in the lead. The woman was wearing a snow-white fox fur, and her pretty face was white. The man was wearing a summer suit, and his whole body was steaming, as if he was not afraid of the cold. Handsome men and beautiful women talked and laughed, and hundreds of snow-walking iron cavalry followed them.
The younger girl wearing a silver cloak smiled at the more heroic general on the left: "Mr. Li, why are you hunting in the snow? Are you trying to trick us?"
Li Shaoyang is the eldest son of Dingyuan Hou. Today's situation is led by him, and the cavalry is also the personal soldiers of Dingyuan Hou's mansion.
"You are joking, county lady. Wild animals hibernate in caves in winter. Now they come out in a dozen. There are demon foxes on this mountain. If we can get a good fox fur, we can give it to His Majesty for the Thousand Years Festival next month."
Ordinary white fox fur is worth thousands of taels, and demon fox fur is even more expensive. It is invulnerable to cold and heat, and is invulnerable to swords and guns. It is qualified as a birthday gift.
"That's great!" Qingping County Lady's beautiful eyes lit up. The pale nobleman next to her is her brother from the same mother. They are not the children of the emperor, but the legitimate children of Yang Yi, the general of the state. Qingping County Lady is very talented and has the status of the eldest daughter, so she was given the title of county lady by the emperor.
"Sister, don't say anymore. The prince and the princess are waiting impatiently. Let's go up now." The young man said with a cynical smile. If it weren't for the invitation of the ninth prince Liu Xuan himself, he would not come to this broken place.
Yang Cunxiao glanced at the red-robed young man on the back of the dragon-blood horse. The young man's eyebrows were like sharp swords, piercing people's eyebrows and making them ache. The terrifying blood and qi in his body made people feel like they were standing on Mount Tai.
This is a sign that the royal family's Huangji Jingshi magic has been cultivated to a certain level.
This person is the ninth prince Liu Xuan, who has the cultivation of a martial saint and is one of the most qualified candidates for the throne.
The woman next to Liu Xuan is his sister, Princess Jincheng, and is also the target of Yang Cunxiao's flattery.
The Princess Qingping looked at Liu Xuan frequently, and it was obvious that she was interested in the ninth prince.
The ninth prince smiled gently and said, "It's okay. Sister Qingping can stay as long as she wants."
"Then let's go up the mountain." Qingping's pretty face flushed, as if she was slightly drunk.
The group rode on exotic horses up the mountain.
For today's trip, the fox fur is not the key. The key is to please the ninth prince and establish a good relationship with him; the ninth prince also thought so in his heart.
As a child of a noble family, even Qingping is not as kind and innocent as she looks, and her mind is much more than that of ordinary people.
Yang Cunxiao rode his horse to catch up with the prince, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Prince, what about my brother's matter... I wonder how you arranged it?"
"Yang Xiao? This person's literary talent is not bad, it can be seen that he has worked hard. If he enters the palace examination, His Majesty likes this style of writing recently, it is not impossible for him to be the top scorer. Are you sure to discard this person?" The ninth prince said with interest.
"Of course, the prince doesn't know that although this person is my brother, he was born to a slave in a brothel; it's fine if it's just like this, I'm not a heartless person, but this guy wants to move his dead mother into the ancestral tomb after passing the imperial examination. How can a slave be qualified to enter the ancestral temple? Where will the ancestors of the Yang family be placed?"
Yang Cunxiao said dissatisfiedly.
This is Yang Xiao's conspiracy. The mother of the Jinshi must have an imperial edict or a memorial archway. At that time, the Yang family will have to let Yang Xiao's mother enter the ancestral tomb.
So they can only make moves in advance, and it happens that the ninth prince has this power.
The father doesn't like this son very much, and he also acquiesces to his behavior.
"Indeed, this person is too ignorant of the overall situation. Don't worry, I have made arrangements in advance. This person will not pass the exam." The Ninth Prince looked at Qingping, who was secretly listening, gently and smiled, "Sister, are you relieved?"
Qingping's voice was as soft as a mosquito, and her ears were red.
"Let's go hunting!!"
The cavalry dispersed and drove out the hibernating beasts for the nobles to shoot and kill. The scene was full of laughter.
The few words that just decided a person's fate and future were just a small episode.
In the back mountain, the young scholar was wearing a bamboo hat. In front of him was a lonely grave. For some reason, he was afraid of being discovered, or because of other concerns, there was no tombstone. If no one filled the soil and weeded the grave regularly, it would be lost in less than three years.
"Mother, today is your memorial day. Your son has brought you good news. Soon, you will move into your ancestral grave. I will see the face of that poisonous woman then."
Yang Xiao clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
Everyone thought that his mother died of a sudden illness, but he knew that was definitely not the case. It must have been caused by a poisonous woman, and his father was an old fool who always protected the poisonous woman.
"One day, I will definitely use my own strength to get back everything I lost." Yang Xiao gritted his teeth secretly.
"Huh? Why are you?"
There was a sound of horse hooves.
Yang Xiao turned around and saw that his nominal brothers and sisters were also there.
"What are you doing here?" Yang Xiao frowned.
At this time, Yang Cunxiao saw the grave behind Yang Xiao and immediately shouted: "Okay, so that bitch's grave is here, no wonder you ran out privately!"
Hearing the rude words from the other party, Yang Xiao suppressed his anger and said coldly: "You say it again?"
"So what? You bitch!"
Qingping also spoke at this time: "What's the trouble? The prince is here, and you are making noise and quarreling. How is this inappropriate?"
Only then did Yang Xiao notice that there were people from the royal family. He was about to salute when he heard the Ninth Prince calmly said: "If you speak rudely, take it down!"
The royal soldiers flew over like big birds and grabbed Yang Xiao's shoulders. Yang Xiao was a weak scholar. How could he resist the warrior? He was pinned down on the ice and snow.
"Haha, the prince is wise! Come and dig up this barren grave! How dare you pretend to be a member of the Yang family without a name!" Yang Cunxiao said proudly.
"you dare!!!"
Yang Xiao's eyes were red, with bulging veins. This mortal's fierce eyes actually made these warriors feel cold in their hearts.
"Haha, why don't you dare!!"
The soldiers followed and dug up his mother's grave bit by bit in front of Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao struggled fiercely, but was unable to do anything. He could only watch as his mother's bones were dug out and burned.
"By the way, I forgot to mention something, your fame is gone too." Yang Cunxiao said softly.
Gradually, Yang Xiao stopped moving, just staring blankly ahead.
"Let's go." The Ninth Prince said.
Everyone left.
It's okay to "kill" people, but killing or beating your brother in front of so many people is still a bit shocking, and it will be a shocking scandal if word spreads.
Anyway, this guy has no martial arts, his fame is gone, he is a slave boy, and he will never be able to turn around in this life.
"Why..." Yang Xiao muttered to himself.
Han Chuang studied hard for ten years. He believed in the books of sages and followed the truth that makes sense throughout the world. Even if he wanted to seek justice for his mother, it was within the rules.
Today I saw that rules are worse than a piece of paper to wipe your butt in front of some people.
His outlook was shattered.
"Why!!"
Yang Xiao looked up to the sky and roared, as if a volcano was brewing in his body.
boom!
The dark clouds were rolling, and there was a thunder out of thin air. It seemed that Yang Xiao's resentment shook the world.
"Huh?" Xu Xuan woke up with a start. (End of chapter)