How can house sparrows be as swift as wild eagles?

Thinking that the guards had been with her for two days and one night, riding a horse around the northern suburbs was enough fun. Even though he was not used to riding horses, Yuan Zhao still returned to the foot of Dantai Mountain one step ahead of Xia Wulang.

After handing the horses back to the imperial guards guarding the foot of the mountain, everyone in the Hou Mansion walked up the mountain.

It was only then that Xia Wulang rushed to the foot of the mountain and looked at the backs of the guards of the Hou Mansion in shock. He, the fifth son of the Xia Mansion, a 12-year-old passionate boy, actually lost to a nine-year-old girl. How embarrassing!

Yes, it's so embarrassing!

Commander Xia also thinks so. None of his sons or nephews can catch up with Princess Anping. How can he be a father? How can he return to the capital to see His Majesty, the Queen and the elders of the Xia family?

His dignified uncle had the same expression as usual, his anger was sinking in his Dantian, he punched several cases with one punch, and his face was filled with pain:

"Go and repeat today's training ten times! You are not allowed to eat until you finish -!"

No, I had to find an opportunity to go up the mountain to ask Dingyuan Hou for advice. How did he teach a delicate little girl to be so strong that other sons and nephews would be inferior to her?

…

Contrary to Xia Mansion, Yuan Zhao returned to Dantai Mountain. He originally expected to see his father's selfless face and his mother's face speechless. He never expected that his father would not even raise his eyelids and said in a calm tone:

"So early? Why don't you come back after having dinner at Commander Xia's place? Just in time to save some food for your father."

Phew, Mrs. Jiang, who was worried, smiled. Seeing that the child was safe and sound, she no longer wanted to intercede on her behalf.

Whoever causes trouble will solve it.

"How can the food outside be as fragrant as home-made food?" Yuan Zhao didn't dare to count on his grandma. He smiled and took out the wild pepper that he got from Luo Yan and said sweetly, "Dad, grandma, look, I found it in the mountains.

What?"

Knowing clearly that she was trying to be mysterious and changed the subject, her parents still cooperated and fell into the trap, showing a bit of curiosity:

"What is this?"

"Wild peppers," Yuan Zhao's eyes lit up when they talked about food, "for making spicy peppers! Dad, we picked these in the mountains. Didn't you grow them after traveling around the world? Don't you recognize them?"

After hearing this, Marquis Dingyuan took one from her hand and looked at it carefully, and said doubtfully:

"Well, it seems familiar..."

Unfortunately, it has been so long that he has completely forgotten what it is and what it does, and has no memory at all. Jiang also took one out of curiosity and smelled it carefully. But before she could smell the smell, she had already taken a shot.

sneeze.

"Master Marquis, madam, let me show it to the medical officer for a look?" Ji Wu was worried beside him, "Princess, for the sake of the safety of Master Marquis and Madam, it's better to be cautious."

As soon as they returned to the mountains, the princess ordered Luo Yan to hand over these wild animals and show them to the Marquis and his wife. No one could stop him.

"This is really a wild pepper, spicy." Yuan Zhao frowned, "Don't believe it? Let me try one and show it to you."

"No!" Ji Wu quickly took the fruit from the Marquis and his wife, covering it tightly, "You can't count the fruits you tasted."

Zhu Shou could not see the symptoms of taking the Baicao Pill, but he had tried it quietly, and it turned out that the medicine did not work for the little princess. There was no doubt that the old man actually used the rumored Baicao Pill on her body.

This is really a blessing and a curse.

It doesn't matter if all the medicines fail, but the Marquis, him, and Zhu Shou are worried about how to help her conceal her invulnerable physique.

"Why not count?" Yuan Zhao was unconvinced.

"You are young, have poor physical fitness, and are not acclimated to the climate, which will also cause discomfort. How can you count?" Ji Wu said.

Without waiting for her to protest, she quickly resigned to Mr. Marquis and his wife and left quickly.

"Dad, aunt, that's really a wild pepper! I've seen it in my dream." Yuan Zhao was afraid that Uncle Ji would use it to destroy the body and eliminate traces, so he was very anxious, "It can be used to soak yourself and chicken feet, pickled, and...

It can be eaten dried or mashed..."

"Okay," Mrs. Jiang saw her anxious face and incoherent words, so she comforted her a few times in a funny manner, "Manager Ji took it for a poison test and didn't just throw it away. Why are you anxious? Our Marquis Mansion still needs you to stutter?"

"The taste is different." Yuan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief.

With A Niang's words, she felt relieved.

"Okay, tell your parents, where have you been today and who have you met?" Marquis Dingyuan reminded his wife and daughter to get back to business.

Yuan Zhao made a sound and briefly recounted what happened when she met the young masters of Xia Mansion after coming down the mountain. Finally, her focus returned to the formation on Dantai Mountain.

"Auntie, you set up that formation, right?"

"Why do you see that?" Ms. Jiang looked at her daughter who was neither arrogant nor impetuous with a smile, her heart softening.

"It's exactly the same as the Eight Gates Diagram. The second formation changes with the change of time. I seem to remember you once said..." Yuan Zhao tilted his little head and thought hard, frowned and said depressedly, "It seems so.

?Forgot."

"Just forget it," Mrs. Jiang touched the top of her hair and said gently, "Zhao'er, remember, the formation at Dantai Mountain is just an introduction. In fact, it has more than a thousand variations. Auntie has been studying it for most of her life.

Hundreds of species were discovered..."

There are thousands, if not thousands, of variations waiting for people to discover.

Therefore, don't be too rigid and try to remember what she said. Use your own efforts to discover new changes and break out into a new direction.

The Eight Gates Picture is like this, and so is life. I hope my daughter can understand.

"Yeah." Yuan Zhao nodded. There were thousands of ways to play. She could play for a lifetime, but she had no time to think deeply at the moment. She looked at her father, "Dad, how about making a timer hourglass? Change the water in the clepsydra to sand.

Replace the copper kettle with glass."

"Glass?" Marquis Dingyuan frowned.

"Liu Li." Yuan Zhao said in another way, "The colorless kind."

Marquis Dingyuan was about to ask her to draw it, but Mrs. Jiang glared at him in time, interrupting their enthusiasm for studying new things:

"Zhao'er, look at how dirty you are. Go, change your clothes and come out again."

Of course, you need to take a thorough bath before changing clothes. The child has been having trouble all night and two days, so he should take a good wash. After changing into clean clothes, it happened to be sunset. After dinner, the two of them discussed how long it would take, and she

in spite of.

However, after the evening meal, Commander Xia came up the mountain, bringing his son and nephews with him. The young masters of the Xia Mansion did not come to see Yuan Zhao. There are differences between men and women. Commander Xia brought them to ask Marquis Dingyuan for advice.

of.

Moreover, after the evening meal, Yuan Zhao felt so sleepy that he could not stand firmly.

Mrs. Jiang was afraid that she would fall asleep as soon as she returned to the courtyard, so she simply went back with her. At this moment, the two of them were walking in the temple to eat, talking about the past in the temple.

Aniang said that there were no real Taoist priests in charge of this temple, only her father came here to pretend to be a Taoist monk. After getting married, he brought Mrs. Jiang here and let her visit the place where he cultivated immortality, hoping to gain her support.

As a result, Jiang was only interested in magic, and planted many trees and grasses in Dantai Mountain, making it what it is today. In fact, the late emperor and the emperor sent people to search the mountain one after another, but neither of them thoroughly searched the mountain.

Once you are in a trance, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, you just want to run for your life, where can you dare to search?

However, the temple found out clearly that there was no secret passage. It must be because of this that the emperor generously returned Dantai Mountain.

"Really?" Yuan Zhao was drowsy at first, but when he heard the word "secret passage", he suddenly woke up.

"Probably not, right?" Mrs. Jiang smiled, "That's what your father told me anyway."
Chapter completed!