The little girl's name is Bai Tang Yuer.

The father's surname is Tang and the mother's surname is Bai. The girl's surname is taken by her parents' surnames, and her surname is Bai Tang.

If it is modern, this approach is nothing, but in ancient times, if the parents' surnames were combined, there would be a lot of stories.

After all, the surname is usually followed by the father's surname at this time.

The reason why the surnames of the two people was that it seemed that the mother was from the Li people and the father was from the Han people.

Bai Tang Yuer is not very clear about the story between her parents. After all, she does not have a deep impression of her father. She has lived and grew up with her mother since she was a child.

My mother also has a family of people, and they are very lively on weekdays. This family is counted as seniority, so there are six generations living together.

My father appeared in front of Bai Tang Yuer at the beginning of this year, saying that he wanted to take her to learn martial arts.

Even though Bai Tang Yuer didn't want to follow her father, her mother and grandparents seemed to have the same meaning.

Even though Bai Tang Yu'er was reluctant to leave, she had no choice but to go with her father first.

But in fact, Bai Tang Yu'er had already thought about it. She would definitely run away when she had the chance. She would become a disciple and learn martial arts? My mother's martial arts are very powerful!

Along the way, I said a lot of words that made my father angry, hoping that my father could take the initiative to drive him away.

However, my father was not angry at all, and he served him delicious food and drink along the way.

Bai Tang Yuer guessed that this was probably just to make up for the fatherly love that was missing in childhood, but she had long been no longer the little girl who asked her father where she was going, so she naturally wanted to find an opportunity to escape.

After walking to Chengdu, he stopped and said he wanted to wait for his master. The master was no one else, but Taoist priest Zhang who was standing at the door at this time.

The Taoist Zhang looked very old, but there were not many wrinkles on his face. Instead, he was full of energy and spirit. He was holding a wine gourd in his hand, and his first impression was not very good.

I'm afraid this isn't an alcoholic?

The Taoist priest named Zhang came closer and Bai Tang Yu'er heard his father say respectfully:

"My younger generation, Tang Xiaozu, has met Master Zhang. In fact, you don't need to come to Chengdu specifically. You should take your little girl to Wudang Mountain to visit you."

Master Zhang waved his hand and said:

"Don't mention Wudang Mountain, those disciples and grandchildren are all day long in my ears, and now the ancestors are calling out.

I finally found an opportunity to run out. I was not far from Chengdu, and I was just about to be a mover."

Bai Tang Yu'er looked at the old Taoist priest in front of her curiously, and said that she would never go to Sichuan and never leave Sichuan. The Shu Road is so difficult. This old Taoist priest seems to be quite young last year, but he actually came from Wudang Mountain alone?

Even if you take the water route, it is not easy.

Taoist Zhang and Bai Tang Yuer's father sat down and exchanged a few more words, and then Taoist Zhang said:

"Your father and I are friends who have forgotten ages. I originally wanted to accept you as my disciple, but at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, there was no news.

Now you ask me to accept your daughter as your disciple. Originally, I, Wudang Mountain, do not accept female disciples, but I guess I will not go back in the past or two years.

If you don’t mind, let your daughter follow me to practice, which will be considered as fulfilling the agreement.”

Bai Tang Yuer heard this and asked in surprise before her father could speak:

"Master, you look about the same age as my grandfather. Why are you a friend who is forgot about age?"

Taoist Zhang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile:

"Is that so? It seems that I look pretty small."

Tang Xiaozu frowned and said softly:

"Yu'er, don't be rude to Taoist priest."

Bai Tang Yuer secretly stuck out her tongue and didn't say anything. Master Zhang smiled while touching his white beard and asked:

"Little girl, what's your name?"

"My surname is Bai Tang and my name is Yu'er."

Bai Tang Yuer was about to ask Master Zhang’s name, but she didn’t expect Master Zhang to say it himself:

"My surname is Zhang and my name is Sanfeng."

Although Bai Tang Yuer thought Zhang Sanfeng was quite interesting, she didn't plan to learn from him later.

Just as she was speaking at a short time, she had already begun to look around and look for a chance to escape.

And at this moment, there was an explosion outside.

Bai Tang Yu'er was startled and looked up. Firecrackers were set off on the street, and a long lion dance began to swim outside the tavern.

The people stopped to watch and applauded, and the crowds gathered more and more.

Bai Tang Yuer looked at the lively scene outside and ran to the side to watch.

Tang Xiaozu looked at the little girl's lively and naughty appearance from behind and shook her head.

But I didn't know that Bai Tang Yu'er's eyes were already turning again and again at this time. Taking advantage of the number of people in front of her, the two of them were not paying attention to each other.

He supported the railing with one hand, jumped up, and gently "flying" downstairs!

Tang Xiaozu was stunned and didn't react for a while. Instead, Zhang Sanfeng clapped his hands and applauded:

"Okay! What a handsome light skill!"

"Master, let's chase after you quickly!"

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Fuchunfang, worship the Weaver Girls' Association.

Although Zhu Qi agreed to the fellow villagers to attend the Weaver Girls' Meeting, Zhu Qi, as the King of Liao, did not intend to participate as a prince.

After all, today's important event is the Moon Festival and the Weaver Girls' Worship. Zhu Qi didn't want to end up becoming the protagonist, and he was pointed at by the people.

So Zhu Qi did not wear the prince's python robe and court uniform, but the clothes of an ordinary young master.

Prefect Lu was wearing an official robe. After all, as a local magistrate, he still had to participate in this type of event as a representative official.

However, this year, Prefect Lu originally wanted to be the green leaves behind His Highness the King of Liao, and just accompany him and you'll be done.

However, he didn't expect that His Highness, the King of Liao, was dressed as an ordinary young man, and was holding a folding fan in his hand, swaying over there.

The black wings on the hat swayed up and down, and the chicken leg with the oil-paper-packed chicken legs I just bought on the market was amazing.

"District, Your Highness, you are..."

The people of the prefect Lu were stunned. They thought that His Highness of the King of Liao would attend the event today.

Zhu Qi knew what he was thinking when he saw Magistrate Lu’s expression. He smiled dismissively and said:

"I just promised to attend the Weaver Girls' Meeting, but I didn't say I wanted to attend the official position. You also know that this time I came to preside over the defense.

Although it is correct to have fun with the people, if it is too formal and high-profile, it is inevitable that people will catch the handle. It is better to be low-key."

Zhu Qi only found an excuse. He was not afraid of such a handle being caught. Why? Your Censorate still wants to use this reason to participate in me?

He simply doesn't want to wear too fancy clothes, and he really can't go anywhere by then.

When Magistrate Lu heard it, he felt it made sense, so he stopped saying anything.

The villagers quickly came to invite His Highness the King of Liao to say a few words, "Good guy, Zhu Qi didn't expect that he would have such a day, as the leader, to give a speech.

Fortunately, Zhu Qi had already prepared the manuscript.

At this time, the sky had dimmed. Even if the lanterns were lit, the lighting effect was still not very good.

In addition, Zhu Qi was standing far away on the platform, so the people naturally couldn't see clearly what His Royal Highness the Liao King looked like.

As for the voice of the speech, it is actually the same whether it can be heard or not. When this leader speaks, how many ordinary people really listen carefully below?

Zhu Qi also knew the reason why it would be annoying to speak too long. Soon Balabala finished speaking within a minute, and thunderous applause rang out below.

"What did Your Highness the King of Liao say?"

"I don't know, it's too far away to hear it clearly."

"But His Highness, the King of Liao, is really heroic."

"Ah, you can see it so far?"

The people under the stage clapped and spoke like this.

After Zhu Qi finished speaking, he returned to his seat.

Then he started performing.

Such a grand event is naturally indispensable. In addition to the opera, there are shadow puppetry and two-person operas, which are similar to the current crosstalk.

Anyway, it's just a drama, it's very lively.

The opera in Shu is quite different from the Peking Opera and Huangmei Opera that Zhu Qi often watches.

There are not so many ping-pong, but there are more solo singers.

It was getting late and the sky was getting late, and there were many lanterns like stars.

The people below are still very energetic.

But at this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded at the entrance of Fuchunfang.
To be continued...