Early the next morning, Zhao Wuyou still visited the Duke's Mansion in the morning, the Chiyun Pavilion in the afternoon, and returned home in the evening. This was simply a fixed habit.
However, those who followed him always failed when tracking him home. Zhao Wuyou carefully shook off all the tails before he dared to return to his home boldly.
As the match against the Shenlong Empire was about to come, the number of people of all kinds in the capital increased. At this time, the second young master of the Zhenguo Palace also returned to the capital from the border to report on his duties. The Zhenguo Palace, which was originally a little embarrassed, suddenly started to tremble again.
Thousands of soldiers in armor surrounded the Zhenguo Palace and formed a human wall outside the high wall. Obviously, they did not intend to give Zhao Wuyou another chance to cause trouble.
Zhao Wuyou also knew that he could not push them too hard, lest these people jump over the wall in a hurry, and his men might be in danger, so he ordered his men to leave the Zhenguo Duke's Mansion and give the right to the second son of the Zhao family.
face.
Compared to Zhao Wuyou's concession, the Zhenguo Government became arrogant again because of the return of his knife-wielding brother, and even sent people to search for Zhao Wuyou on the street that night.
There was chaos in the capital again.
Early the next morning, Zhao Wuyou received news from Mu Lu. The latter kindly persuaded Zhao Wuyou to avoid the limelight. After all, the second son of the Zhao family, Zhao Wuhen, was now very arrogant.
Tian led dozens of soldiers to look for Zhao Wuyou's figure openly.
Zhao Wuyou shook his head. If he backed down at this time, wouldn't these people bully him even more in the future? He withdrew from the Zhenguo Palace not only for the safety of his men, but also to give them face. Since he was shameless
, then come out and slap them in the face.
After bathing and changing clothes, Zhao Wuyou dressed neatly and came out of his house with a smile on his face. This time, he rode on a white horse. On the horse's back, there was a long bow and a small baggage. This was his
Prepare the seasonings for the barbecue.
After getting everything ready, Zhao Wuyou first came to the Zhenguo Palace to show off. When those people in armor saw him arriving, they all stared in disbelief. Obviously, they didn't understand why Zhao Wuyou would do this.
Come here to seek death.
Tiny snowflakes fell, and pedestrians passed by in a hurry on the road. However, Zhao Wuyou rode very slowly, as if to show off. He strolled around the Zhenguo Palace and finally met Zhao, the second son of the Zhao family.
No hatred.
"You bastard Zhao Wuyou, you've gone too far in bullying, haven't you? Do you really want to die? If you want to die, I will help you today." Zhao Wuhen sat on the black horse and looked at the confident man with hatred on his face.
Zhao Wuyou.
"The person who deserves death is not me, but you and the people in your family who tried to harm me. I avoided you in every possible way, but in the end, you bullied me round after round. Are you people so intolerant?"
Someone else?
I just want to live a good life in the capital, but as a result, you poisoned my food and drinks, sent people to assassinate me, and even plotted against me with Jing Zhaoyin. You did everything you could to find a wealthy family.
The capacity to accommodate people?”
Zhao Wuhen snorted condescendingly. In his opinion, Zhao Wuyou would not be able to survive unless Zhao Wuyou died. He should bully him, a little bastard. What's more, his sixth brother would probably die in his hands. Zhao Wuyou would not die unless Zhao Wuyou died.
, how can he calm down.
After saying nothing, Zhao Wuhen now wished he could kill Zhao Wuyou with one sword, but after all, he was under the emperor's feet, and Zhao Wuyou would not be killed so easily.
The two horses got closer and closer, and Zhao Wuhen's face became paler. He squinted his eyes, wanting to give Zhao Wuyou a fatal blow, but Zhao Wuyou's eyes were sharper than his, and he didn't even give him a chance to draw his sword.
Opportunity.
Just as he was about to miss it, Zhao Wuhen's cold voice sounded again:
"Be careful, otherwise you won't survive this year."
"I'm scared?" Zhao Wuyou sneered when he heard this, he shook his head and said:
"I thought you were very capable as a person leading troops in wars, but it turns out that you are just a fool to threaten others. Haha, you are so useless."
With that said, Zhao Wuyou rode off. He was in a good mood today and wanted to go hunting. How could he have a quarrel with a good-for-nothing guy like Zhao Wuhen?
Zhao Wuyou, who was riding Juechen, gradually disappeared from his eyes. Zhao Wuhen held the reins tightly in his hands, feeling unspeakably gloomy. His men quickly came over and said flatteringly:
"General, how about we arrange for a few people to follow him secretly, and then give him..."
Zhao Wuyou looked at the empty streets. Although he also wanted to do this, Zhao Wuyou always avoided it as if he had divine help. Now that he brought up the matter again, he wanted to refuse for no reason.
"In two days, I will discuss with my eldest brother to see how we can eliminate the trouble. You guys should keep an eye on him these days."
Zhao Wuyou successfully walked out of the city gate and arrived at a relatively remote mountain outside the capital. The snow was getting heavier and heavier. The dandy cloak he wore was very warm and not cold at all, but he was a little disappointed because he couldn't see the prey.
After walking around for a long time, Zhao Wuyou still didn't find any prey. Just when he was about to return in despair, he discovered a remote cave at the foot of a tiger emerging from the cave with a newborn tiger cub in its mouth.
Zhao Wuyou was surprised when he saw it. This tiger with normal colors could actually give birth to a pure white tiger, which looked like a different species that was atavistic.
Soon, the tiger placed the cub in his mouth under a tree and left without looking back.
"Tiger poison doesn't eat its seeds. How could this tiger be like this? It's against common sense." Zhao Wuyou looked at the tiger strangely, then he dismounted, walked to the abandoned white tiger, and took the newly born white tiger.
Hold the little tiger cub in your hand.
After looking over and over, Zhao Wuyou didn't find anything wrong with the little tiger. Apart from being a little weak, there was no pathology at all.
He held the little tiger in his hands and walked carefully to the cave. The little white tiger seemed to know that he had been abandoned. It had not yet opened its eyes. It was sensitive, and its low whimpering made Zhao Wuyou feel some love and pity.
At the entrance of the cave, Zhao Wuyou used the faint light to see the tigress lying down, with two normal tiger cubs next to it. The mother tiger, which was breastfeeding, obviously did not take the abandoned white tiger to heart.
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Zhao Wuyou knew that the little white tiger had become a burden to the tigress. Even if he put the little tiger into the cave, it was killed and thrown away by the tigress in the end.
Looking at the whimpering little white tiger in his hand, Zhao Wuyou sighed and thought to himself.
"Since you are despised, then I will take you back. If I can feed you well, then your life is good. If not, then I can only say that your life is bad."
Holding the little tiger in his hand, Zhao Wuyou had no intention of hunting anymore. He turned the horse's head, holding the little tiger in his cloak with one hand, and holding the reins with the other, and returned to the capital.
Along the way, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and Zhao Wuyou began to worry, could such a newly born little white tiger withstand such a cold weather?
Zhao Wuyou did not dare to hesitate at all as he rode the horse. He was afraid that because he came home late, the little tiger would die of cold and starvation.
Zhao Wuyou conveyed the true energy in his body to the little white tiger with his hands, while urging the horse. The journey that originally took two hours took him less than an hour to complete.
After returning home, he quickly put the little white tiger in his hand into his fox fur coat and wrapped it up. In order to find food for it, Zhao Wuyou opened the millet bag at home.
He once read in an ancient book that rice oil can be given to newborns, and this little white tiger should be able to do the same.
He put the millet into the pot and cooked it, took out all the millet oil inside with a spoon, put it in a bowl, squatted on the ground, took the little white tiger out of the fox fur coat, and fed it little by little to the bodyless little white tiger.
Live the trembling little white tiger.
When he was about to go to bed at night, Zhao Wuyou made a straw out of kraft paper and fed the little white tiger some millet oil little by little. After finishing half a bowl of millet oil, Zhao Wuyou hugged the little white tiger and slept on his bed.
……….
Early the next morning, Zhao Wuyou was sleeping soundly when the little tiger in his arms suddenly moved, and the small movement woke him up.
In a daze, Zhao Wuyou opened his eyes and lowered his head, and saw the little white tiger burrowing into his arms, as if it had found a harbor, but in fact, it was him who was sleeping, pulling the fox fur coat into his arms.
After climbing to the side, the little white tiger felt cold, so he leaned on himself.
"Haha, you little guy." Zhao Wuyou saw that the little white tiger was still very weak. He did not dare to take it lightly and carefully settled it down. He then got up and prepared food for the little guy. This chapter has been completed!