Leirang only felt that the dilapidated scenery made him unhappy. He also walked for a long time, but he did not encounter any special things. Just when he suspected that the national master's divination was wrong, a red tassel suddenly fell from a tree. He stopped for a moment and did not order Ma Yuan. Instead, he went to pick it up. At this time, he heard a faint voice from the tree, looked up and saw only one A half old child fell asleep on the tree, as if talking in a dream.

"Those who are first in the field of war and treat the enemy are lost, and those who are later in the battlefield and tend to fight are hard-working. Therefore, those who are good at fighting will cause harm to others but not to them. Those who can make the enemy go from the enemy to the enemy will benefit him; those who can make the enemy unable to reach him will suffer harm. Therefore, the enemy can work hard when he is lost, he can starve when he is satisfied, and he can move safely. Go out of the way they don't want to. He who travels thousands of miles without laboring will walk in a deserted place. "

"Well, this is The art of war! "

Leirang's voice seemed to disturb the children in the tree. He subconsciously wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but he forgot that he was still in the tree. He fell off the tree trunk because of an imbalance. He had learned martial arts. He easily picked up the child and felt that the child's face was very friendly.

The child immediately struggled down, stood up, and sincerely thanks, "thank you for saving me, but My clothes are dirty. I feel like I've soiled your clothes. I'm sorry

His clothes were ragged, his sleeves rolled up, and his arm was still purplish. His figure was thin and he was suffering a lot.

Even Ma Yuan couldn't bear to see such oppression of children in the palace.

"What's your name, child?" he said

The rain stopped suddenly, and the sun, which had been missing for three days, finally came to work. The water drops on the leaves reflected the dazzling brilliance.

He bowed his head and said for a long time, "my name is Fengyan."

The scenery on the top of the wall almost cried out. She told him that he had no name! This kind of draw sympathy branch more, this child clearly promised well, how to return a responsibility!?

Fengyan raised his head and looked at the tassels in his hands and touched his waist. He nervously said, "this tassel is mine!"

Leilet amiable smile, "you first tell me, you just read in the dream of that paragraph of text is what, I will give you back."

Feng Yan shook her head, "I don't know. I just had a dream. In the dream, an old grandfather said to me."

"Well, is that so?" Then he asked, "why do you sleep in the tree?"

"I couldn't get up and down. I fell asleep by accident."

Why do you climb trees

"I'm hungry. I want to pick up bird eggs..." He felt his shriveled stomach unconsciously and seemed embarrassed.

"And your parents?"

"According to a WAN, my mother died in the prison, and my father was the emperor, but ah Wan always called me a little bastard, and they didn't give me food. I think I'm a man without a father."

Ma Yuan said in a moment of terror: "bi..."

"Shut up!" Leirang shouts that he has probably guessed the identity of the son. He still remembers the story of the imperial concubine. For the royal blood, he just ordered Princess Yun to deal with it. Then he didn't ask, but he didn't want to. He fell into such a situation. Anyway, he was his own child and Prince. Even if he was not favored, he had to go up to the tree to pick up bird eggs Method to fill his stomach, this how not to let him angry!

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