The auspicious snow stopped for the first time, and the sky suddenly cleared up, with blue sky and white clouds. After the snow stopped, the weather became sunny and warm, which seemed to bring the feeling of rejuvenation.

In the western suburbs of the capital, there are many stalls selling goods, with a lot of people and a lot of people coming and going. Most of the stall owners are wearing the traditional costumes of the Hu ethnic group, and most of the items sold are full of exotic customs.

Some are melodious, some passionate, or some are strange sounds of silk and bamboo mixed together, and the instruments used by the performers are also all kinds of strange. In several vacant venues, there are also people competing with the traditional skills of the Hu people, and the onlookers burst into cheers from time to time.

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Today is the annual Hu Festival. On this day, foreign people who come to the country to do business will gather here. Various weird products and interesting foreign games will also attract many people from the country.

Emperor Taizu Gao established the Hu Festival, which also proved that the royal bloodline was impure.

Originally, Emperor Qianyuan was planning to cancel the Hu Festival after he ascended the throne. The famous official Mr. Liu advised him that the emperor of heaven has a broad mind and can accommodate people from all over the world. All the people under the sky are all subjects of the emperor.

After hearing this, Emperor Qianyuan acquiesced to the Hu Festival with a smile. Even when Emperor Qianyuan declared war with the foreign countries, the Hu Festival did not stop being held, but the scale at that time was definitely not as grand as it is now.

In front of a stall selling masks of various colors, stood a young man with handsome features and a round face. He wore a sable fur coat with full color and awn-like roots. His clear eyes looked at the hanging mask with interest.

Mask... Behind him stood two dark-skinned and tall companions, one on the left and one on the right guarding the handsome young man.

It was as if if others looked at the young man one more time, they would go up and beat them up.

"You like it very much?" one of the young people behind asked.

The boy picked the ugliest and scariest mask and put it on his face. He turned around to scare the people behind him, "Sixth cousin, are you scared?"

The young man from Tieta, known as the Sixth Cousin, took out a piece of silver from his pocket, threw it to the stall owner, and said angrily: "Let's see how many masks we can buy, including the one in his hand, and pack them together."

The stall owner immediately laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He diligently put five or six of the ugliest and most difficult-to-sell masks together and said, "It's cheaper for you."

"Old Qi, take it!"

"oh."

Another young man of the same stature reluctantly freed his right hand and obediently lifted a stack of masks, "I mean, little sister..."

After being glanced at by his brother, he immediately changed his mind, "Brother, let's stop buying, okay? It's not that I'm not willing to spend money for you, but I really can't hold it anymore. Going to the Hu Festival with you is worse than being bought by my grandfather.

You are still tired from training, how can you be so energetic?"

The young man took off his mask and stuck out his tongue at the young man carrying the bag, "Don't you know, seventh cousin, that I have inherited the Jiang family's strange power?"

"Old Qi, why are you talking so much nonsense? Have you forgotten what your grandfather and father taught us?"

"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, isn't it because my sister is weak and cannot be bullied?"

He underestimated it in a low voice. Just because he didn't let others bully him didn't mean that they were being bullied.

The bloodline of the Jiang family can be described as strange. In his father's generation, there was only one daughter from his aunt, so the uncles naturally doted on their only sister.

In their generation, aunts and uncles are all very fertile women.

But Jiang Dayong gave birth to twelve more grandchildren, but he did not see the shadow of his granddaughter. Instead, he was a married daughter, who finally got a daughter.

The status of these powerful cousins ​​in front of their only little cousin can be imagined. They have been taught by their grandparents since they were young. The little cousin is like a flower, and must be protected and cannot be picked easily.

go.

"Hey, what are you doing in front? It seems to be very lively, let's go take a look."

The young man was as light as a swallow and quickly got into the crowd and ran towards the place where the Hu tribe's game was contested. The two cousins ​​naturally followed behind carrying useless things, "Little brother, slow down, slow down.

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They shouldn't have taken the initiative to take their little cousin out to relax today. Who would have thought that the little cousin has so much energy.

The young man is Wang Zhiyao. She returned to the Jiang family with the Jiang family early this morning.

The dream that had lasted for eighteen years suddenly woke up. Although Jiang was accompanied by Wang Zhiyao, she stayed awake all night and shed tears many times.

No matter how thick the makeup on Jiang's face was, it could not hide the red circles under her eyes. As soon as she walked in, Jiang's mother, Tian, ​​could see something was wrong with her precious daughter.

Although Jiang Dayong is said to have extraordinary brute strength, it is said that his wife Tian is born with supernatural power and can beat Jiang Dayong to the ground with one slap. Of course, this is just unconfirmed gossip, and no one dares to tell Uncle Xi Ning.

Jiang Dayong asked for confirmation.

It was not easy for Mrs. Jiang to cry in front of her daughter, but in front of her mother and eldest sister-in-law, Mrs. Jiang cried out all her grievances, which made the old lady Tian and eldest sister-in-law Sun so angry that they almost went to the Wang family to fight.

Wang Zhiyao tried her best to persuade her aunt and grandmother, but it was not yet time for her family to come forward and throw some tricks.

Mrs. Tian got married at the age of fifteen, and gave birth to her eldest son at sixteen, a second son at eighteen, and three sons at twenty. It was not until she was thirty-five that she married Mrs. Jiang. Since she was her only daughter, she loved her like a treasure since she was a child.

When she was giving birth to a daughter, she suffered a disaster due to dystocia. Later, due to banditry in the northwest, she mounted her horse to help Jiang Dayong before she was still in confinement. As a result, the bandits who were escaping were beaten to a pulp, and she was nursed back to health for more than a year.

At that time, Mrs. Sun, who is now the Prince of Xining, had already entered the house. Mrs. Tian was inconvenient, so she took over the care of her sister-in-law.

She treated Jiang as if she were her own daughter, and she said she loved her more than her biological son.

Jiang's family background has always been looked down upon by hereditary nobles and civil servants, and Jiang Dayong didn't bother to pay attention to the group of "trash" he said.

The wives of the three sons were all daughters of low-level military commanders or orphans. Therefore, although the Chiang family was a little rough, they were very united and truly upheld the tradition of fighting brothers and fighting father and son in battle.

After all, Wang Zhiyao was the daughter of the Chiang family, and there were some things that the Chiang family couldn't say to her. So, when she heard that there was a Hu Festival in the western suburbs of the capital today, she started to dress up as a man to watch the fun.

Sun called Liu Lang, and Qi Lang escorted her, leaving Jiang to talk next to Tian, ​​taking this opportunity to enlighten Jiang, who had been deceived by Wang Yixin for more than ten years.

Liulang is the biological son of the Sun family, and Qilang is the second son of the second wife. The relationship between their cousins ​​is very good.

According to their words, it's not good either. They are all poor people who were trained by their grandfather since they were young.

The son of the Jiang family went to the army under a pseudonym at the age of sixteen to gain experience, and could not return to the capital until he was twenty to get married.

Liu Lang and Qi Lang had returned from training, filled up their official vacancies, and were preparing to get married. In Sun's opinion, they were mature, stable, and strong in martial arts, enough to protect Wang Zhiyao.

These two people also wanted to go to the Hu Festival to see the excitement. After receiving the order from Mrs. Sun, they patted their chests and promised to take good care of their little cousin. However...the two people carrying the things now smiled bitterly. The little cousin was too tossing.

They were all a little confused.

In the pot-throwing arena, a masked young man once again hit the target, which received bursts of cheers from Fan Bang and the people of the country. Fan Ren, who hosted the game, praised: "He is indeed a warrior, a good trick!

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The young man who was as tall as a cypress was dressed in low-key and luxurious clothes. Although his face was covered by a mask, his aloofness and nobility could be vaguely seen. Facing the many cheers, he held his hands behind his back indifferently, as if everything in front of him meant nothing to him.

It's just a piece of cake, a trivial matter.

"I come!"

Wang Zhiyao squeezed out from the crowd. Because of Wang Yixin's influence, the last thing she looked down on was people who were showing off.

The environment in Guanwenhou's mansion made her feel depressed. People came and went, and Hu Jie, regardless of status, was a good place to vent her anger.

Even if someone discovered that she was disguising herself as a man, no one would pursue her too much during the Hu Festival. After all, Empress Taizu Gao had done this before. Of course, Empress Taizu Gao had also been criticized by many traditional literati.

The environment she faced when she woke up was already miserable enough, but she wasn't allowed to have some fun on her own?

Wang Zhiyao did not look at the masked man who had just won. She took the Hu arrow, understood the rules, raised the corners of her mouth, and snapped her fingers at the sky: "You are destined to lose! I am the winner!"

The surrounding audience cheered in unison. The masked man just now was arrogant, and the new young master was even more arrogant than him. Moreover, the young master did not hide his head and face. There was a little freshness on his handsome and round face, which made people feel like a naughty boy next door.

Have a good impression.

Rokuro watched his little cousin's movements and glanced at the masked man from the corner of his eye, "There are people guarding him around him, like a tough guy."

"Brother Six, are we still afraid of him?"

"Be careful. We are thick-skinned and not afraid of fights. If I knock my little cousin, not only will my mother and grandmother talk about it when I go back, but my grandfather will also beat me up and stew meat on bamboo boards... I really don't want to eat it anymore.

Already."

"Don't worry, Sixth Brother, I will protect my little cousin. Any scoundrel who wants to pick flowers can't even get close to my little cousin!"

Jiang Liulang was speechless to Qilang, who was gearing up to attack his disciples to the death. Seventh brother, have you really understood the situation?
Chapter completed!