In the snow: I am Huang Maner, bathing with Blue Bird and Sweet Potato at the beginning

In the spear bamboo forest, thousands of birds were startled by the earth-shattering spear intent.

The blue bird stared blankly at Huang Man'er, who was dancing like a dragon with a bamboo spear in his hand, speechless, with a pair of beautiful eyes full of splendor.

Xu Xiao, who was running over, saw Huang Man'er standing there as if nothing had happened. It happened that the Golden Dragon Spear had just finished, and he breathed a sigh of relief:

"Man, what's the matter with that powerful gun intent?"

When Xu Xiao spoke, the Northern Liang iron cavalry that followed had already spread out in the bamboo forest, trying to find the source of the heaven and earth vision.

But fortunately, his Huang Man'er was unscathed, which also relaxed his tense nerves.

Huang Man'er scratched his head and said with a smile:

"I'm just too bored, so I learned a little marksmanship from Sister Qingniao." Huang Man'er used the bamboo spear in his hand to play a random game: "Who knew that such a thing would happen and alarmed so many people. ..”

Xu Xiao looked at the startled blue bird, and asked in disbelief:

"The spear intent just now was Man'er's handwriting?"

Qingniao nodded stiffly, she still can't believe it, the vision just now was caused by the young prince at will:

"That's the long-lost Golden Dragon Spear, which was unleashed by the little prince for some reason..."

She learned the art of spear from the Spear Fairy Wang Xiu since she was a child, and reached the pinnacle of spear skills at a young age. Even so, her talent is still far from that of the little prince.

Huang Man'er has already shown incredible talent in the way of swordsmanship, and the talent in the way of guns is also the same at this time, which makes Qingniao, who has been called a martial arts genius since childhood, feel inferior.

"Golden Dragon Demon Subduing Spear?"

Chen Zhibao in white beside Xu Xiao said solemnly:

"I didn't expect that the little prince's talent in the way of spears far surpasses mine. This golden dragon demon-subduing gun has been lost for hundreds of years, but now it is used by the little prince by chance!"

Chen Zhibao's spear skills are superb, and he once had the reputation of "White horse and silver spear plum wine, no one can beat the world". At this time, when he opened his mouth, everyone was convinced.

"The little prince's talent in martial arts is so heaven-defying, I will definitely add another victorious general in Beiliang in the future!"

Chu Lushan smiled and praised with a smile on his fat face.

"Don't flatter you!" At this moment, Li Chungang flew to the gun bamboo forest with an angry face on his sword. He stared at Huang Man'er and asked:

"Huang Man'er! Didn't you just say you were going to school? And why did you come here to learn guns from this girl and make such a big fuss?"

"What? Is this old man's swordsmanship not good enough for you? If you stack up those people who want to learn swords from this old man, they will be taller than this Ting Chao Ting!"

Seeing the angry look of the sheepskin fur old man, Huang Man'er smiled:

"Going to school is really boring. After a while, I ran out to learn guns from Sister Qingniao."

Only when Xu Xiao knew what happened, he pretended to be angry and scolded:

"Man, don't be rude to the old man, since you want to practice swords, practice hard!"

Although he said so, he was not angry at all, but was ecstatic for Huang Man'er's peerless martial arts talent.

Then, he smiled and said to Li Chungang:

"I'm sorry, old man, I'll let this kid learn swords with you now."

The old sheepskin fur man waved his hands and sighed:

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter if he is willing to learn the art of guns, he won't be overwhelmed by too many skills, and with this kid's monstrous talent in martial arts, he may be able to learn all kinds of weapons."

Xu Xiao laughed, and patted Huang Man'er's shoulder in satisfaction:

"You are indeed my son! It will be your birthday in a few days, and I will dance guns at the banquet to cheer you up!"

"Father doesn't ask you how powerful you are, it's just that you must have enough momentum!"

Xu Xiao was talking to himself, and suddenly seemed to think of something:

"That's right, Bai Yan'er has to recite two poems..."

At this time, a guard beside Xu Xiao reminded:

"Da Zhuguo, Miss Bai Yan'er is going to participate in the Liyang Poetry Competition."

"Hi!" Xu Xiao slapped his head, as if waking up from a dream: "Look at my memory, I forgot about this! With my daughter-in-law's poetic talent, I'm sure she can beat the crowd. Absent..."

"What? Why did you let sister Yan'er go to the competition?"

Huang Man'er asked in surprise.

Others thought that she was a talented woman with extraordinary literary talents, and her casual words were famous lines through the ages, but how could he not know? !

Those incomparably stunning poems in Bai Yan'er's mouth all came from him!

How could she write a poem by herself alone!

No, no, no accidents must happen, otherwise my identity as a fool will be exposed, and I won't be able to justifiably eat sweet potatoes and other maids' tofu...

"Time is running out. You were not in the mansion at the time, and besides, my daughter-in-law is so talented. If we don't let her go, wouldn't it be a bright pearl?" Xu Xiao replied casually.

But I never thought that after hearing Xu Xiao's words, Huang Man'er ran away, and he was nowhere to be seen in the bamboo forest in a blink of an eye!

"What is this kid going to do again?" Xu Xiao couldn't help shaking his head, and said to the guards on the side: "Forget it, send a few people to protect Man'er, he can do whatever he wants, don't disturb him."

Huang Man'er randomly caught a servant on the road and asked the location of the competition, then rode a horse and rushed to the destination...

Sister Yan'er, don't sell me out!Don't shake me out!

……

"Huang Maner, where are you?!"

The magnificent banquet hall was filled with well-known talented scholars and Confucian scholars in Liangzhou city.

Bai Yan'er sat restlessly in the corner, her delicate face was covered with sorrow.

If I knew it earlier, I should have exposed Huang Man'er!Those poems were obviously written by him, but they insisted on resting on my head!

Now it's troublesome!I don't even know how to recite poems and compose Fu!

At this time, a great Confucian who presided over the competition on the stage opened his mouth to finalize the topic of the competition:

"According to the lottery decision, the topic of this selection competition is set as - Bamboo!"

bamboo?

Seeing the students participating in the competition around her, Bai Yan'er picked up the writing brushes on the table one after another, scratching her head anxiously.

Huang Maner!Come here and tell me how to write bamboo!

"Zhu, why are you so green!" Bai Yan'er bit the brush holder, thinking hard, then shook her head vigorously: "What I'm thinking is all nonsense! This is not poetry at all!"

"There is still time for a stick of incense! Please pay attention to the time!" The great scholar on the stage cleared his throat and reminded loudly.

Bai Yan'er dawdled for quite a while, but the rice paper in front of her was still as white as snow, knowing that time was running out, she couldn't help but tremble.

The ink from the brush in her hand fell on the rice paper due to the shaking, slowly blurring...

I hate you!Huang Maner!

44. Standing up for Bai Yan'er, no one can touch my sister!

"I really don't know what Dazhuguo's plan is to let this yellow-haired girl to participate in the selection competition. Could it be that I think that there is no one in Beiliang's poetry circle?"

While Bai Yan'er was thinking hard, an old guy beside her sneered with a face full of disdain:

"The poetry that came out before is of such a high level that even this old man can't match it. How could it be written by this eight or nine-year-old girl? It must have been plagiarized from someone else!"

This person's name is Fang Yuan, and he is a well-known poet in Beiliang. Although his talent cannot be recognized by the talented scholars in Liyang, he still has some status in Beiliang, where literati are scarce.

All the contestants who participated in the competition had at least one or two poems circulated in Beiliang. He was only qualified to enter the banquet hall when he was in his early years. How could he accept a young girl sitting here?

In his opinion, Bai Yan'er was just good-looking, so she came in through the relationship of Beiliang Palace.

He has always sneered at this kind of layman who has no real talent and learning, but likes to be arty.

Bai Yan'er's pretty face turned red, she murmured softly:

"Huang Man'er...it's all your fault!"

But she won't spread the matter about Huang Man'er, Huang Man'er treats her so well!

"Yellow-haired girl, get out of here! This is not the place for you."

Seeing Fang Yuan slandering the girl, the young students in the banquet hall also echoed, and Bai Yaner felt extremely disgusted by her stalking face.

In order to please the talented Fang Yuan, they did not hesitate to speak harshly to a little girl. The purpose was only to please the old guy, and maybe they could give some pointers to their articles in the future.

"I don't know where I copied the poems to show off, get the hell out of here, don't be ashamed anymore!"

Fang Yuan's grandson had a grin on his face, and he stretched out his hand and overturned the table in front of Bai Yan'er, and the brushes, rice paper and ink were scattered all over the floor.

Bai Yan'er was so frightened by Fang Yuan's grandson's sudden movement that she stood there standing there, tears seemed to glisten in her watery eyes.

She rubbed the corners of her clothes with her hands and lowered her head in bewilderment.

But he didn't expect Fang Yuan's grandson to get worse. Seeing that Bai Yan'er was weak by nature, he had to push the girl to the door.

"You...what are you doing?!"

Bai Yan'er wanted to resist Fang Yuan's grandson's push, but how could a delicate little girl compare to a man's strength?

"Dare to touch sister Yan'er, you are courting death!"

Suddenly, a thunder-like sound rang in Bai Yan'er's ears, and before she could react, Fang Yuan's grandson had already been sent flying by a huge force, and then hit the pillar, dripping with blood, life and death were uncertain.

She turned her head, and that familiar face came into view, Bai Yan'er could no longer control the grievance deep in her heart, she threw herself into Huang Man'er's arms and cried bitterly.

"Sister Yan'er, don't cry, see brother, I'll beat them up for you!"

Huang Maner comforted Bai Yaner softly while feeling Bai Yaner's exquisite and delicate body.

I have to say, Yan'er's body is really soft!

Hmm... But it's not as high as the sweet potato sister!

"Presumptuous! Where did the thief come from, dare to commit murder in public!"

Seeing that his grandson was dying from the beating, Fang Yuan shot up angrily.

This grandson is the only child in his family, and he is usually doted on in various ways, even he is not willing to say some serious things, it can be said that he is loved by thousands of people.

But now that his grandson was beaten into such a state by thieves who didn't know where he came from, he was naturally very angry.