After rebirth, it is normal to criticize the father crazily.
At just one glance, Qin Yingtian recognized Wen Congren from the crowd outside the pavilion.
The little boy was not tall enough and stood out among the group of young people.
Qin Yingtian was even more angry now. What kind of person was Lu Xiyun? He even let someone younger than him coax him!
Qin Yingtian took two steps at a time and moved forward.
It is not difficult to tell that the young man in the brocade blue robe in the center of the crowd is Lu Xiyun.
After all, all the people were trying their best to persuade him, and all the people were surrounding him, but it was just for this little master.
"Mr. Lu, how can you achieve momentary pleasure? This great honor should not be taken lightly." This is the chief examiner of Guixin Academy.
"It's yours." This is Lu Xiyun.
"Brother Lu, the palace examination is just a hobby of His Majesty. Your talent is far superior to mine. It's just luck that I got the first place. Please don't mind it." Zhang Qijing was sure to be a good person.
"It has nothing to do with you." This is still Lu Xiyun.
"Brother Lu, could you please explain the reason? We can discuss it together." Qin Yingtian watched intently. His little master had been a good person since he was young.
"Don't meddle in other people's business, kid." It was that hateful Lu Xiyun again.
This was too much to bear. Qin Yingtian rushed forward and fiercely defended his master: "What's wrong with the child? The young master is more sensible than you! You are such a grown-up, and you still let a child persuade you. Aren't you embarrassed?"
Lu Xiyun glanced at him lazily, seemingly too lazy to talk to him. But Qin Yingtian was a man of his time. He knew that jerk Lu Xiyun was going to attack him the moment he saw him raise his hand. His movements were clearly those of a martial artist, and he dared to claim he couldn't ride a horse!
Qin Yingtian was on edge, ready to counter the attack, but unexpectedly a young man in black jumped out from the side and grabbed Lu Xiyun's claws that were about to move.
The young man in black clothes held Lu Xiyun down while coaxing and persuading him, "The White Tiger incident was ultimately caused by the emperor being a jerk. Don't take your anger out on others. Hitting someone is fine."
It would have been fine if the man hadn't tried to persuade her, but the more he tried to persuade her, the worse it got. Lu Xiyun pushed the man away and shouted angrily, "You bastard!!"
"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard." The man didn't get angry, and even pulled Qin Yingtian over: "This guy is too outrageous, I'll deal with him for you."
Qin Yingtian was dragged out of the crowd while he was stunned. The young man loosened his grip and Qin Yingtian almost fell face first to the ground.
The other person glanced at him and tutted, "I pulled you out of the mire. Isn't it too much to thank me?"
...I really thank you. Qin Yingtian was angry but still suppressed his anger and said, "Don't bother me, brother. This Lu Xiyun is too unreasonable. I just want to teach him a lesson."
The other person raised an eyebrow, full of amusement: "Just you?"
Ha! Aside from his overly anthropomorphic father, Qin Yingtian had never touched anyone in his life. Qin Yingtian rolled up his black sleeves and said, "Watch!"
Qin Yingtian went up with great momentum, five moves passed, ten moves passed.
And then... uh... nothing happened.
Although he didn't want to admit it, the person who was carried to the clinic with a bruised face and nose was definitely not Lu Xiyun.
The clown turned out to be me... Qin Yingtian's eyes were filled with tears: "Brother, I wronged you just now."
The other party patted him on the shoulder, even a little appreciatively: "You can hold on for ten moves, you're not bad."
"Thanks for saving me."
"Ha, no problem."
"May I ask your name, brother? I will repay you in the future."
"Don't worry about it, it's just the aftermath." The young man picked up his wine glass and chuckled, "Well, let me apologize to you on his behalf. He was wrong to hit someone, so don't bother with him."
Qin Yingtian waved his hands repeatedly and said modestly: "No, no."
He had heard a little about Lu Xiyun, the Empress Dowager's beloved nephew.
The Empress Dowager's two sons died young, and the Emperor, his grandfather, had invited a monk from Shengde Temple to give him a long, rambling lecture, explaining how fate meant mother and son were incompatible. The final word was, "Choose your wife or son." His grandfather nodded and chose his wife without hesitation. Thinking his wife would be childless, he made a special trip to the capital to bring Lu Xiyun, the ancestor of the crown prince, back from the Empress's family.
Smart kids are always popular. He was the darling of the Empress Dowager, and his grandfather loved him so much that he praised him to the sky in just a few years.
He couldn't afford to offend such a strong background. However, establishing this connection was a sure win. Qin Yingtian smiled warmly, "How about making friends? To be honest, brother, I'm new to the Imperial City and unfamiliar with the place. The moment I saw you today, I felt particularly warm. If you don't mind, let's put aside our grudges and let today's incident be over!"
The other party hesitated for a moment, perhaps because he felt guilty about his friend hitting someone, and finally nodded in agreement: "You're welcome, Qin Shu. I owe you a favor today. I will come here often. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can wait for me here."
Qin Yingtian's jaw dropped in shock, and the Fifth Prince blurted out in shock, "Dad?!!"
Qin Shu stared at him for a long time with a complicated expression, and said meaningfully: "...This, is not necessary."
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Qin Yingtian felt that he might have entered another dislocated time and space.
The Prince Xiang that he knew these past few days and his resentful father were completely different species, okay? ! !
Qin Yingtian calmed down and thought that it was all the fault of that fake father. Every grievance has its perpetrator and he dared not put the blame on his new good brother.
After all, it was Qin Yingtian who got the position in Wen Congren's Inn with the help of Qin Shu.
The young man who opened the door said sleepily, "Hello, who are you looking for?"
Qin Yingtian cleared his throat: "Looking for you."
"Do we know each other?"
"Ah, young master, you're wrong," Qin Yingtian said, acting like a sage, "Our meeting is fate. I've seen the face of the third place winner, and I know something big is going to happen in the near future that will impact his life."
Qin Yingtian said earnestly, "I have come here specifically to help the young master break this calamity."
If he remembered correctly, during tomorrow's winter hunt, his unlucky master would offend his grandfather, the Emperor.
That’s not all. After the emperor scolded his master, three fourth-rank assassins rushed in with knives in hand.
The late emperor's last words marked the beginning of Wen Congren's tragic career of marginalization.
Wen Congren: “…”
The draft blew between the two of them, and the silent atmosphere became extremely awkward for a moment.
Qin Yingtian coughed dryly twice. Actually, the Fifth Prince had considered a less charlatanistic way of meeting him, but the truth was, he had no money or connections. Starting from scratch, it would take forever to finally speak to the third place winner.
"That might be a little hard to accept." Qin Yingtian laughed dryly, "But I'm really here to help you."
Wen Congren looked up at him and asked, "Are you good at riding and shooting?"
Qin Yingtian was stunned. This was natural. He was a member of the royal family, and only one martial arts scroll was published every few years.
Wen Congren continued, "Are you good at riding and shooting with your body?"
Ah, Qin Yingtian tried to feel his own Qi, oh no - there is no Qi.
Qin Yingtian shook his head awkwardly.
Wen Congren frowned: "Then what use are you?"
Now it was Qin Yingtian's turn to be confused: "Huh?"
Wen Congren: "Do you know why your royal grandfather will be furious with me tomorrow?"
Qin Yingtian continued to shake his head. No—wait! Qin Yingtian reacted: "Master, you too—!"
Wen Congren poured half a cup of tea for the frightened young man: "There's nothing strange about it. Aren't you the same?"
“But, but, but… I was chopped to pieces!!” Qin Yingtian shuddered when he met the other person’s gaze, and suddenly understood: “Father, he… how many more people did he kill?!!”
Wen Congren: "From now on, no one will visit your grave anymore."
"Bastard! This prince will fight him to the death!!!" Qin Yingtian gnashed his teeth in hatred: "He has the ability to kill all my clans!"
Wen Congren took a sip of tea and said, "Tomorrow's hunting, the swords will be merciless. I'm counting on you."
Ah... this... Qin Yingtian scratched his head awkwardly: "Actually, the father of this world is a pretty good person. Let's discuss your business first."
Wen Congren gave him a meaningful look. "Halfway through the winter hunt that year, I only managed to get a rabbit. Lu Xiyun disappeared, and the slightly stronger Zhang Qijing only managed a deer. The late emperor felt that these new top three had lost the courage and valor of a true man, and he flew into a rage."
Later on, Zhang Qijing, the tallest of the short guys, could barely get by. Lu Xiyun was the official heir of the Western Palace, and his promotions were of no concern to the royal family. But he only betrayed his cheap master, the young man who single-handedly carried the pots for three people, and from then on, he never caught the royal family's eye again.
The root cause has been found.
The hunting ground is the ancestral land, surrounded by fences. Spring hunting and autumn hunting are done on the same piece of land year after year. It is easy to imagine that there is nothing left.
Therefore, before each hunting trip, special officials would tie the prepared prey with red ropes and put it in.
It sounds very idle, but this is the situation.
Qin Yingtian had a drink with the officials and got reliable information - a white tiger was released in the enclosure this year.
With such an eye-catching big cat, it’s no wonder that the emperor was furious with the people who returned empty-handed.
So, by hunting down this tiger, Wen Congren’s problem will be solved!
The emperor on the high platform was drinking wine and writing poetry with great interest.
Let’s skip over the emperor’s ceremonial speeches here. Finally, with the eunuch’s announcement, the civil and military officials and sons of noble families all took their bows and horses and rode away in all directions.
Wen Congren didn't have much influence along the way, there were only him and Qin Yingtian.
At the dinner table yesterday, Qin Yingtian had already figured out the approximate location of the eunuchs' release of the tiger.
But between the two of them, one was a commoner and the other was not even twenty, so how they could subdue the tiger was a difficult problem.
"Don't move! There's some movement!!" Wen Congren, who was walking in front, raised his hand and stopped Qin Yingtian.
The bushes ahead rustled, and Qin Yingtian's eyes lit up. There was a living thing!
Wen Congren took two cautious steps back, and the six-stone bow was pulled into the shape of a full moon.
However, he was a first-class scholar after all, so Wen Congren held the arrow in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and turned his head: "How about you come?"
Qin Yingtian let out a sigh of relief. He finally understood what it meant that "the new top three students have lost their fighting spirit."
Qin Yingtian stepped forward and was about to draw his bow, but the creature in the grass had no good intention of waiting to die. A dark-furred wolf cub jumped out of the grass and directly pounced on the Fifth Prince, knocking him to the ground.
"Don't move!" Qin Yingtian fought the wolf with his bare hands while shouting at Wen Congren who was trying to deflect the arrow.
He didn't want to be shot to death instead of bitten to death!!
The cub's power was not yet so overbearing, and Qin Yingtian used his hands and feet and finally got the ancestor off his body.
The little fellow who was thrown to the ground raised his head and howled in a baby voice, then barked at Qin Yingtian. Then the bushes and grass around him made noises, which sounded quite panic-stricken.
Wen Congren swallowed his saliva and asked, "Have we walked into a wolf's den?"
Qin Yingtian's scalp tingled, because the book said that wolves are social animals.
As if it weren't bad enough, a white tiger was seen coming up on the eastern hillside.
The white tiger let out a long howl, and all the wolves in the dark, including the ferocious little wolf cub, disappeared without a trace. If it weren't for the rather incongruous red rope tied around its neck, it would have really had the aura of a king of beasts.
Wen Congren hurriedly drew his bow, but he still couldn't change his old habit of hesitation.
When Qin Yingtian got up from the ground, the big cat was already a few steps away from them.
Unexpectedly, the tiger also stopped at that place and did not move forward.
The two were a little confused by the kindness shown by the tiger.
“It doesn’t eat people…?”
"It seems so."
"So just now you were... rescuing us?"
Although I've heard that these prey were domesticated, they were tamed so well!!! Qin Yingtian wanted to immediately give the person in charge a title and a reward.
Wen Congren: "How about we...let it go?"
Released?! Do you still want to be an official?! This is a hunting ground. If we don’t take advantage, someone else will! Good things should be kept within the family!
Before Qin Yingtian could finish his thoughts, an arrow flew through the air and pierced the ground in front of the tiger.
Qin Shu stopped Lu Xiyun who was about to take out his arrows to shoot again, and rode forward: "I'm sorry, you two, we were the ones who started following this tiger first."
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