Golden Age Legitimate Fei

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the prosperous concubine!In March in Chujing, hundreds of flowers compete for beauty and spring is intoxicating.

In the beautiful lake on the outskirts of the capital, the boudoir daughters in twos and threes strolled along the grassy lake, admiring flowers or making jokes.The beautiful Lake, which has been quiet for a whole winter, is more bright and moving.

Three fast horses rushed from a distance, and at the forefront was a black steed. There was no miscellaneous hair on the whole body, and it was a rare Qianli horse.All the more attention is paid to the young man on horseback, with white clothes and black hair, and a handsome handsome man.The handsome eyebrows were full of vigor and arrogance. Even the two people behind him were equally outstanding, but everyone's eyes fell on the white-clothed boy involuntarily.The girls couldn't help but hide their faces and shy, but they couldn't help but want to peek.The princes only took a look, as if they were about to be burned by the young man's radiance.

"Ayao, dare you not be so arrogant? Mo Jingli saw that your eyes were about to throw a knife." The three horses stopped by the peach forest not far from the lake, Feng Zhi in a red brocade. Yao fell off the horse and glanced at Mo Xiuyao sideways.Although he is less than thirteen years old, he has been practicing martial arts together with Mo Xiuyao in recent years, and his stature has moved up quickly.It looked as if he was only seven or eight years old, but now he is almost as tall as Mo Xiuyao.

Mo Xiuyao, the second son of the Prince of Ding, had just returned from a victory at the border gate at the age of thirteen. It was really energetic.The tempering on the battlefield gave him a bit more sharp edge than a boy of this age.

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and said: "When did he see this young man not throwing his knife?" Mo Xiuyao glanced at the people who were gnashing their teeth and staring at them not far away. Mo Xiuyao said casually, "By the way, this time it is for what?"

Feng Zhiyao rolled his eyes, "Second Young Master Mo, did you forget that you accidentally kicked someone into the Jinshui River the day before you set off?"

"Eh? Is there such a thing?" Mo Xiuyao was at a loss. "My son has been out for half a year, so he has kept his grudges for such a small matter for so long? Is it too idle?" It's really not a big deal to be carried into the river. Hoof, Feng San Gongzi thought silently.But the bad is the bad. After the second son kicked the person down, he didn’t think of pulling him up to apologize and apologize. He still swept across the lake when he finally threw him up, and by the way he kicked him again. Stepped back.

That day, everyone present shed tears for His Royal Highness King Li.The water in Jinshuihe didn't taste very good, and His Royal Highness Li was full.I heard that after I went back, I lay down for more than half a month.When he got up and went into the palace to file a court case, Mo Xiuyao had already gone with the army.

"This... he attacked me first, okay?" Second Young Master Mo obviously remembered what he had done, touched his nose and said, "Besides, didn't the eldest brother send someone to ask me to return home immediately? and so……."

You are in a hurry, so you stepped on others?

Feng Zhiyao glanced at someone who was staring at them not far away, provoke a plague god like Shang Mo Xiuyao, and didn't know which god Mo Jingli had offended in his previous life.

"Hehe, the scenery in Chujing is really good." The white-clothed teenager who followed them and listened to them in silence said with a smile.

Mo Xiuyao smiled and said: "This is natural. Although the capital is not as hazy as the mist and rain on the Jiangnan bridge, it has only a flavor. Han Mingyue, how about it? Are you planning to live in Beijing for a long time?"

The white-clothed boy shook his head and said: "I won't be able to live for a long time. I am not worried when I am clearly still in the south of the Yangtze River. However, I should come to Beijing often in the future." It shows that the monthly salary is extremely talented, and I will hand this to you in the future." Feng Zhiyao was a bit gritted with his teeth.When I first met Mo Xiuyao, I thought he was stupid.But before meeting Mo Xiuyao, Feng Zhiyao really didn't think he was stupid.If he was stupid, he wouldn't be as knowledgeable as a child of the same age if the aunt did not allow him to go to school.But since getting to know Mo Xiuyao, Feng Zhiyao really seriously considered whether he was really stupid.For the same book, it takes ten days for him to memorize it, and Mo Xiuyao only needs one day to finish writing.The same set of swordsmanship requires three days to learn him, and Mo Xiuyao only needs to read it once.In the end, even the husband who taught them sympathized with Young Master Feng San who couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all, and opened a small stove for him.

But Han Mingyue is different. Although Han Mingyue has lived in the south of the Yangtze River for a long time, the fate of the fourteenth son of Mingyue is well known in the south of the Yangtze River.He and Mo Xiuyao didn't know each other, and finally got acquainted with each other's abilities.There was a genius with the same enchanting genius nearby, and Feng Zhiyao felt that his life would be much easier.

Han Mingyue smiled and shook her head and said: "What a genius, if you say genius, who is better than the Xu family's elder son?" Xu Qingchen, the eldest son of the Xu family, is a few years younger than them, but has already been famous all over the world.All the great scholars who have seen him are full of praise, calling them peerless wizards.

Mo Xiuyao casually tied the horse under the tree and walked into the peach forest and said, "Xu Qingchen is a literary student, not with us." Moreover, Ding Wangfu and Xu's family can't get too close. .Otherwise it's not good for anyone.

In the peach forest, there was the sound of clank piano not far away, and there were many girls singing and laughing.This time is the time when the gifted and beautiful people go out for a walk.

"Sister Hua."

On an empty grassland in the peach forest, a group of gorgeously dressed young girls sat on the ground. Some were playing the piano and some were talking and laughing.The purple-clothed girl sitting in the middle was really Hua Yunxi, the daughter of the Hua Guo Mansion.

Seeing the three people coming, the girls blushed involuntarily and quickly got up to bow.The second son of Dingwangfu has a distinguished status, handsome character, and more importantly, he has not yet been married, and he is the dream person of many spring girls.

Hua Yunxi got up, looked at Mo Xiuyao and smiled: "It's a lot taller after going out. I've heard my grandfather say that you won the battle, and you really deserve to be a descendant of Ding Wangfu."

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "It's just a little trouble."

Hua Yunxi smiled faintly, and said, "It may have been a long time since Zhiyao, what have you been up to lately?" Feng Zhiyao looked at Hua Yunxi, and smiled reluctantly, "It's nothing, it's just being kept at home by the old man." In the past few years, the third son of Feng has followed the second son of the Prince's Palace into a mess...no, it's dark near Mo.At least half of the bad things Mo Xiuyao did was Young Master Feng Feng.Mo Xiuyao rectified King Li and ran away, but Feng Zhiyao was too young to run away.He was beaten severely by his father Feng and took him home and went to confinement.

Mo Xiuyao raised his eyebrows a little strangely, and asked, "Did something happen in the capital when I was away?" Brother Mo Xiuyao knew Feng San well enough for a few years, if he was only beaten by his father. Feng Zhiyao would not have reacted like this if he was locked up.You are not polite, Feng Zhiyao has been accustomed to being cleaned up by his father.Since Young Master Feng's force swept through Feng's house with sturdy strength, the only person in the Feng family who could clean Young Master Feng was his father.