When he stepped forward to caress Tian Fenggui again, Qing Yan felt mixed feelings. If it was his father who rescued him, why did there be no news after nineteen years? If it were not his father, how could he wander outside Fanning City? All of this was like layers of curtains, and he could not see the true image.

"Uncle Bai, don't call yourself a last resort in front of me in the future. If anyone is interested in hearing this, I'm afraid there will be another incident." Qing Yan turned his head and said in a deep voice.

Bai Yi walked to Qingyan and looked at Tian Fengqing with his eyes, "Is this the general that I claim to myself, does Your Highness the Prince understand the meaning?"

Qingyan clenched his fists: "Uncle Bai, of course I know your intention." He paused, and said with a voice like a mosquito: "Because the Huangqi of the North Mansion has been waiting for their leader!"

Bai Yi focused his attention, "Yes, the Huangqi of the Northern Mansion has been waiting for the prince's return, but nineteen years have passed, and perhaps in another nineteen years, he still has no news about the prince, so he will finally think that the prince is the only leader of the Huangqi of the Northern Mansion."

"But to become a true leader, several conditions are required. First, it must be the prince's direct bloodline, second, it needs the common recognition of the two generals and Brother Chen, third, this person must obtain Tianfeng Gun, and fourth, it needs two unique strange stones in the world."

After hearing all the conditions, Qingyan took a deep breath, "Since my grandmother asked you to take me here, she should have known these conditions long ago, and Uncle Bai has told me so much, I think she has already recognized me."

"That's right, the night when he was attacked on his way back to Jinling, the general had already recognized His Royal Highness the Prince." Bai Yi's eyes were smiling.

Qing Yan sighed helplessly: "If I guessed correctly, those two strange stones are the two of me and Ling'er, and the conditions you set by Uncle Bai are really harsh. I think that in the world, only Ling'er and I can do it except my father."

Bai Yi smiled knowingly, "After that being said, there is one thing that His Royal Highness cannot do at the moment."

"Uncle Bai is talking about his father's righteous brother Chen Yinshan?"

"Yes, since Brother Chen and I secretly set these four conditions fifteen years ago, the general has never seen him again. He disappeared without a trace like a prince. Therefore, it is difficult for His Royal Highness to inherit the Huangqi of the Northern Palace to ascend to the sky."

A cold touch came from his fingertips, and Qingyan sighed: "Uncle Bai, even if I have met all the conditions, with my current qualifications and ability, I can't command the Huangqin of the Northern Mansion, so it's better for Chen Yinshan's opinions and his whereabouts to follow the circumstances."

He changed his tone and joked: "After that being said, grandmother asked Uncle Bai to bring me here in person, not just listening to the story."

"Your Highness the Prince's Highness, the Grandpa means that as a Zhao family, how can you not use a gun? Moreover, when she heard that the Qin family leader personally taught the prince's sword technique for half a year, she was very unhappy in her heart, so from today onwards, she finally said... "When you see Qingyan wave your hand, Bai Yi thought for a little bit of contemplation, "From today, Bei Zhi will teach the prince's gun technique."

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When Qingyan held Tianfeng in his hand and stopped at the martial arts field, Zhao Ling'er had already heard the news and looked at the weird spear in Qingyan's hand curiously, and said in confusion: "Brother, where did you find this gun from? The style is similar to the Qingluan Sword, it is all very weird."

Thinking of Bai Yi's words in the secret room, Qingyan's eyes were full of gentleness, "Ling'er, this is the father's gun."

“Uh……Uh…”

Zhao Ling'er tightened her arms when she heard this, and she felt very frustrated with Ah Dai in her arms. The latter quickly started to scream in protest.

Zhao Linger spoke without saying anything while stroking Tianfeng's dark red gun body.

"This gun is called Tianfeng Gui. It was the dowry of grandfather on the day his father and mother got married. Originally, there was a red tassel on the gun, but the mother thought it was too hostile, so she personally made two silver bells to replace it."

Zhao Linger slowly raised her head, her eyes were red and choked and said, "That is to say, this Tianfeng Gun has common traces of the father and mother?"

Qingyan smiled like spring and pulled one of Zhao Ling'er's hand, "That's right, it's looking at us like a father and a mother, so don't cry, it's not beautiful anymore."

A 'Puchi' smile was like a flower blooming and a peach cloud. Zhao Ling'er wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at Bai Yi who was walking towards her.

"Your Highness, you are learning guns for the first time, so I won't teach you anything at first. You just need to read the guns and understand a little bit about how to use the gun."

"I'm sorry Uncle Bai."

Immediately, Bai Yi stood in the center of the martial arts field with a red gun in his hand.

When Qing Yan saw the real master in the gun dancing with his own eyes, he realized that the gun technique was not inferior to the top sword technique after reaching the peak. It seemed that his uncle did not exaggerate the praise of Bai Yi that day.

I saw that Bai Yi's gun moves were virtual and real, strange and right, virtual and real, and strange and right. Its advance sharply, its retreat speed, its momentum was dangerous, its joints were short, its gun came out like a blue dragon, and it was still as moving as Mount Tai, its momentum was like thunder and rushing, and its energy penetrated the long rainbow.

The attack has thorns, pokes, points, sweeps, and picks; the defense is standard, pushes, stands, blocks, and flows. The whole set of gunshots is pleasant to the eye, and the killing aura emitted during the period makes A Dai in Zhao Linger's arms feel extremely uncomfortable.

Standing at the gun, Bai Yi vomited a breath of turbid air.

Qingyan had already arrived at Bai Yi and admired him: "Uncle Bai is really a holy hand in the gun. Not only is he extremely cool in every move, but the murderous aura emitted even made me feel a little scared in my heart. Even if Uncle Bai didn't hit anything, the power was self-evident."

Bai Yi waved his hand, "Your Highness the Prince praised him. Although he was a little skilled in gun skills, he was simply competing with Haoyue for the sake of the prince. Only then can the prince be the saint of using guns in the world."

"Oh Uncle Bai, don't be humble. Apart from your father, I guess there is no one in Nan Zhao who can find a better person than you use a gun." Zhao Ling'er smiled very proudly.

Seeing that Zhao Ling'er also praised her, Bai Yi smiled lovingly, "Have you forgotten about it? There is a Juque gun in our Jinling City?"

Qing Yan was shocked when he heard this, and then asked: "Uncle Bai is talking about the Juque spear among the three swords, four guns and six strange swords?"

"That's right, the owner of this gun is the Huaihua General of our Nan Zhao - Shi Tianci."

Hearing this name, Qingyan couldn't help but think of the main general in the first half of the Battle of Tieyushan. According to Bai Yi, although this person is not as good as his father, he is also considered a famous general in the world. If Zhao Lingzong had not been determined to do so twenty-three years ago, he would have been famous all over the world.

Zhao Ling'er sneered at Shi Tianci, "I think he is just a false reputation. If he were so powerful, how could he be defeated by Beiyan in recent years? Even the two counties of Huaibei that his father conquered that year were lost."

Bai Yi just smiled helplessly when he heard this, thinking that no one can compare with the prince. In the past, Zhao State and the present, Nan Zhao have only produced a king who side by side for more than 700 years.

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In the past few days, in addition to learning gun skills from Bai Yi, he was asking Nan Zhao for interesting humanities and life was very fulfilling.

When it was time to report to Yuetang Academy, Qingyan really didn't expect that he would have to study again in this world.

Seeing Qingyan shook his head and smiled bitterly, Zhao Linger shook her head back from the car window: "I didn't expect that brother, you don't like school too? Otherwise, we shouldn't go. I heard that Xuanwu Lake in the north of the city has been frozen because it was too cold in the past few days. How can we go there to play?"

Although she was a little yearning in her heart, Qingyan refused to say, "Ling'er, going to Yuetang Academy to study is my first order. And you haven't been there for more than half a year. If you let my grandmother know that we are quitting school, you will not be angry."

Zhao Ling'er leaned against the wall of the car in a very discouraged manner, fiddling with the corner of her clothes.

Yuetang Academy is only a few streets away from the royal palace. Because it suddenly snowed heavily in the past few days, it was decided to take a carriage on the first day. When he arrived at the gate of the academy, Qingyan got out of the carriage and stopped to observe.

Although the ancient door is not big, the couplets on the door show their spirit.

‘Only Chu has talents, this is the most prosperous.’

When he entered the gate with Zhao Ling'er, he was shocked by a huge stone tablet in front of him. The stone tablet was very wide and two feet high, with dense names engraved on it.

"Ling'er, what is the deep meaning of this stone tablet? Why are there so many names engraved?"

At this time, a lazy voice came from a corner of the courtyard wall.

"Seventy years ago, the Wuji people who were not from Beiyan were killed in Qizhou, and the former site of Yuetang Academy was there."

Qingyan turned his head and found a man in his fifties under a tall pine tree beside the courtyard wall. He was sitting in a rocking chair holding a warm stove in his hand, and his behavior was very strange. The previous voice was made by this person.

Qingyan was about to step forward but was stopped by Zhao Ling'er. The latter whispered: "This person is a gatekeeper in our academy. He usually acts weirdly, so many people avoid it."

The strange man seemed to have not heard Zhao Ling'er's words and continued to talk to himself leisurely, "That year, the people of Wuji broke through Qizhou County, and all the people rushed to escape, but there was a group of people who were completely opposite to them."

After tying his earwax, he said, "This group of people is the students of Yuetang Academy. When the Wuji people entered the college, the students read aloud as if they didn't know that the enemy had already come in. The enemy generals didn't know what the students had made of, so they rushed to the school halls everywhere. Then the students sprinkled the kerosene prepared in advance on the ground, and burned themselves and the Wuji people with a fire."

"I don't know if these students are stupid in their studies. What is more important than life." After saying that, the weird man stretched his waist and stopped talking.

Although there were only a few simple words, Qingyan had already expressed high respect to the students of that year. Even if he was unable to hold a chicken, even if he could not hold a sword and hold a gun, he would resolutely die with the enemy in his own way.

Respectable, adorable.

Qingyan already knew the meaning of the stone tablet, and then turned around and bowed heavily.

"Zhao Ling'er! You girl still know how to come back!"

A loud roar scared Qingyan, and then he saw a circular object appearing at the far end of the path and approaching quickly. Zhao Ling'er had already hid behind Qingyan when she heard the sound and said with some trepidation: "Brother, stop him quickly."

After Qingyan saw it clearly, he realized that it was not a round object, but a fat man with a very plump body, and a thick cotton jacket, so Qingyan didn't realize it was a person at the first time.

Just as Qingyan was alerting the other party, the fat man was panting after more than ten steps away from the two of them, and finally sat on the ground and gasped.

Looking at the somewhat funny fat man, Qing Yan asked in confusion: "Ling'er, who is this fat uncle?"

"He is Su Ju, the director of our academy. Apart from his grandmother Ling'er, he is most afraid of him."

"Oh, it turns out it's Dean Su Ju."

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"What? Is this fat man Su Ju? One of the eight wonders in the world!?"
Chapter completed!