A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The youngest son was thirteen or fourteen years old, and the fifth son was twelve or thirteen years old, so both of them were of the same age.

It stands to reason that the time when Zhu Yu, the prince of Zhiyuan Hou, brought the dark clouds and covered snow, and the time when Shu Ange met the young man in Chinese clothes was more coincident.

But pheasants are wild, they must be trained to become cockfighting, and it takes a certain amount of time, so both are possible.

Coincidentally, Shu Ange did not see the two of them in the cockfighting field for two days. On the third day, the prince, Zhu Yu and the fifth prince appeared together.

Shu Ange lingered in various arenas for more than half a month, and when he finally got to the main lord, he was so excited.

It's just that the two sons have a distinguished status and cannot be seen by ordinary people. Only the children of wealthy families of high officials and nobles can watch it up close.

Shu Ange is now a commoner, only looking at the servants in bright satin clothes, passing through the garden surrounded by two sedan chairs, but he can't see the appearance of the people in the sedan chairs.

She was a little impatient, but after thinking that she had waited for so many days, she was not in a hurry, so she calmed down and chatted with the people around her.

Afraid of delaying things, Shu Ange rarely ended up in the cockfight, and only watched the battle by the side.

After about two cups of tea, a young servant wearing a new black-brimmed hat and a golden chrysanthemum on his temples ran out, shouting, "Where's Wang Siniang, my son has one. Please."

Almost at the same time, another servant in a cyan robe rushed over and shouted in a panic, "Where is the master of the red leopard, my son is invited."

The two servants looked at each other, hummed at each other, and turned their faces away.

The people watching the lively, looking at the situation of the two, smiled and said: "The little prince and the fifth prince have met again, and I don't know who will win this time."

Shu Ange heard people talk about such a sentence, brought up the red leopard cage and smiled at the little boy wearing a black-brimmed hat with chrysanthemums on his head and returned: "I'm Huang Siniang, what's the matter with the little brother?"

The little servant in the blue robe, saw her reply to the Fifth Young Master's servant, and was anxious: "Huang Siniang, the son of my family is willing to pay a lot of money to buy your red leopard."

Shu Ange smiled apologetically and apologized: "This little brother, everything is said on a first-come-first-served basis. There is only one Si Niang, so I can't cover everything."

When the young servant Daihua heard the words, his face was brighter than that of chrysanthemums: "This is the righteousness, who made you, Guanyan, have short legs. Si Niangzi, please come here, little Wutong, my fifth son. He is richer than the prince."

Wutong only said the first half, and the second half was that although his son had a lot of money, he didn't dare to waste too much, otherwise the empress would definitely whip their servants and detain them in the palace, knowing that the little highness only cares about cockfighting lackeys.

Guan Yan stomped his feet, looked indignant, and went back to resume his life.

Shu Ange walked towards the inner garden with Wutong, and Xiao Wu followed Chu Xue nervously behind her.

The scenery of the inner garden is different, the flowers and trees are lush, and people think that people are in spring, and there is no depression in autumn.

After walking half a column of incense kung fu, Shu Ange finally met the master. The young prince, Zhu Yu, had a beautiful appearance, but against the background of the fifth son, he looked like rubble on the street.

And that Fifth Young Master was not someone else, but the young man who gave Shu Ange three golden beans in the forest last time.

The little boy was wearing a lavender big-sleeved shirt, revealing a snow-white tunic, holding a seven-inch long golden silk nanmu folding fan in his hand, shaking it gently in his hand.

He wore a purple-gold crown inlaid with pearls, and a bright purple silk headband hung down on both sides, swaying in the wind.

The little boy is dazzling, his handsome face is like a beautiful suet and jade, and his demeanor is innocent and cute.

Wutong stepped forward and knelt first, and said with a smile: "Reporting to the young master, Wang Siniang will bring it."

Xiao Wu was shocked by the two young masters Feng Hua, and knelt down with a thud of Wutong, with two wary expressions.

The prince, Zhu Yu, was a little unhappy. He picked up the fan and beat it in the palm of his hand, and said angrily, "Goro is so domineering, people are always robbed by you."

The little son raised his eyebrows and said leisurely and contentedly: "There are many people who have the right to help those who are not. This son is a lucky person."

Shu Ange listened to the conversation between the two silently, feeling a little ashamed of the fifth son's literary level. He was afraid that he would spend all his time fighting **** and playing with dogs.

"Wang Siniang has met the two sons."

She respectfully greeted her, and the young master glanced at her slowly, playing with the fan in his hand and asked, "Auntie, let your red leopard end up in a fight first, if you can win my Chuiyun and Shizi's Yaotian , a lot of rewards."

Being called Auntie, Shu Ange felt that the power in her body was about to stir, and in less than a month, the young master had completely forgotten about her.

This is not the point, the point is that she is now a graceful and charming beauty, why call her Auntie!

Shu Ange suppressed the urge to roar, and respectfully responded: "Yes, the girl obeys."

Fifth Young Master has a good relationship with Xiao Shizi, and vaguely suppressed him. His identity is probably more noble than Shu Ange imagined.

"Xiao Wu, release the red leopard."

The sound of Xiao Wu caused the little boy who was playing with the fan to raise his head, and he threw the fan to the ground with a slap, with a sullen expression on his face.

Seeing this, Wutong jumped out in a hurry: "Bold servant, dare to offend Fifth Young Master."

His loud shout scared Xiao Wu to the ground, but the red leopard paced majestically without any influence.

Shu Ange secretly said that it was bad, the fifth son was probably the fifth oldest in the family, and the name Xiaowu was a taboo for him.

She hurriedly bowed her head and apologized: "The little girl has no intention to offend the son, please forgive me."

Zhu Yu smiled gloatingly, knocked on the table with a folding fan, and said, "Goro is so powerful that he frightened the idiots of the countryside, he is really brave."

Calm down, Shu Ange found that noble disciples were really annoying as always.

In their eyes, ordinary people have no dignity at all, they are just things for fun.

Fifth Young Master also has a strange temper. His face was full of displeasure before, and his eyes fell on the red leopard, and he immediately regained his spirit and showed a smile: "Jin Nan, bring Chuiyun over and fight with the red leopard. war."

Wutong was chilled by His Highness, knowing that his actions just now were too self-assured, so he stepped aside embarrassedly.

Xiao Wu wiped the sweat on his head, carried the red leopard into the ring dedicated to cockfighting, and withdrew his legs weakly to one side.

The cockfighting cloud in Jin Nan's arms happened to be the one that Shu Ange pounced on in the forest last time.

"Auntie, if the red leopard wins the game, this fan will be your reward."

Fifth Young Master played with the jade pendant around his waist, looked at the two fighting **** ready to go, and said casually.

With a clear gong, the cockfight officially began.

【Happy Little Theater】

Li Yan: "I didn't expect the aunt to be the old woman last time. I don't know where to find the elixir of rejuvenation."

Shu Ange gritted his teeth: "Your Highness has a good vision."

Li Yan: "That's right, Auntie, let's go with this Highness, the delicious and spicy drink, and you will be prosperous and rich from now on."

Shu Ange took out a bamboo stick and hit him with his head and face: "Let you be called Auntie, let you be called Auntie!"