Chapter 50: The Yuan Concubine Arrives

Mrs. Zhao's eldest son, the eldest son of the Marquis' Mansion, Hong Xi. From then on, the real authoritative people in the Marquis' Mansion stood behind Hong Xuanji. The surface was quiet and elegant, but the inner one was as powerful as a mountain.

When the eyes of the four eyes met, Hong Yi's eyes stinged, his heart pounded, and his soul seemed to shake, he already understood that the strength of this "Xiao Wu Wenhou" was unfathomable, and his spirit was far above him.

The reason why his eyes were facing each other and his mind was that his strength was too different. Hong Yi also knew this clearly in his heart.

"I don't know what level Hong Xi's martial arts has reached? Is he a natural master or a great master?" Hong Yi avoided Hong Xi's gaze a little and thought to himself.

When Hong Xi saw Hong Yi avoiding his gaze, his eyes slipped and a trace of disdainful mockery flashed. This kind of gaze was like a ferocious lion looking at the little white rabbit.

Hong Yi's eyes swept at this look, and suddenly, his heart was filled with blood and a strong anger surged. He clenched his fists slightly and lowered his eyelids.

"If you can inherit the Marquis, one day, I will definitely be above you. Whether it is civil affairs, martial arts, strength, or status, they will overwhelm you far, just like you think of me today." Hong Yi calmed down his anger and sweared secretly.

Hong Yi also knew about Hong Xi's experience. As the eldest son of the Marquis' mansion, he almost started to practice martial arts from literature and martial arts since he was a woman. Hong Xuanji taught him step by step and his bones were extremely hard. It is rumored that Hong Xi could play with a 60-pound stone lock when he was seven years old.

At the age of fourteen, he entered the military martial arts lecture hall. Later, he made great achievements and was promoted to commander. Once, he even protected the prince to inspect the border and was assassinated. One person killed a hundred people and siege him. After returning, he was given an ice cracked sword called "Prison Control". At the same time, the emperor praised him as "a tiger father without a dog son".

Hong Xi stood quietly behind Hong Xuanji. Both father and son were of the same figure and had similar outlines. They were also as quiet as a mountain, with no anger and mighty power, and were unfathomable.

No matter who it is, I feel that this is a real father and son.

Hong Yi felt in his heart that the concubines around him, even himself, did not have the same appearance as Hong Xuanji and Hong Xi. This appearance was not a bloodline in appearance, but a spiritual temperament.

"If martial arts boxing enters the innate realm, internal and external muscles, bones, skin, flesh, internal organs, all condense into one piece, the whole human body is extremely powerful, and hundreds of ghosts and evil spirits are not invaded by evil spirits, even if I am a Taoist master, it will have no effect on people like Hong Xi. It can be said that if he treats me now, I have no way to do anything. No, my strength is not strong enough, and I have to practice hard."

When Hong Yi saw Hong Xi's gaze, he became angry and began to think carefully.

He read the Taoist scriptures and talked to a great master like Bai Ziyue about the mysterious theory. He knew that even if he reached the level of a ghost immortal, he could possess and control a person's body, but this could only deal with people below the level of a martial artist.

Once you have surpassed the realm of a martial artist and reached the innate realm, your whole body is iron-clad inside and outside, and your body is condensed into a piece. Even a ghost immortal cannot take over his body, possess him, and control his soul.

Not to mention that he has practiced boxing to the level of a master or even a martial saint.

After the Martial Saint's realm, the whole body was filled with blood, and the blood and energy was incredible. It was dozens of feet in a radius, and the ghost could not even get close to the body. Even if the flying sword was killed, before it was approached, it would be forced by blood and energy, and its power was reduced by half, and it was soft and powerless.

"In history books, the ways of ghosts and gods have always been small techniques. Even if they rebel, they are just cults to deceive farmers and refugees. When they meet elite troops who are determined and well-trained, they are so powerful that they can't use any magic. Therefore, in the past dynasties, peasant soldiers who have never seen success in their ways of ghosts and gods, often seem invulnerable to swords and guns. When they meet elite soldiers of the court, they will immediately be defeated. This is also the key point in history books. It seems that in addition to practicing the art of souls, I have to make achievements, and more importantly, my martial arts are still martial arts."

Hong Yi made up his mind and changed many thoughts in an instant, and finally calmed down.

He stood at the last position and glanced slightly, and found that his more than ten brothers and sisters, except for Mrs. Zhao's second son Hong Kang, who was an official in the south and could not get back, all the others were all here, including Hong Xuejiao from Mrs. Fang's side and Hong Gui from the third wife, who were also standing in a regular manner.

The marquis' mansion is prosperous, and Hong Xuanji has three wives and four concubines. Almost every wives and concubine has given birth to one or two children, so Hong Yi has more than a dozen brothers and sisters.

The Empress Yuan recognized her relatives and visited her relatives was a major event, and it was also a huge matter in the Hou Mansion. It was more important than the New Year. It was a necessary etiquette to come and kneel down to meet them all.

The other four concubines in the marquis' mansion also followed behind the three ladies, as if they were maids, and they did not dare to go beyond the rules or show off.

"Although these concubines have a hard time, they are wealthy businessmen with wealthy families, and their sons are going to end up being an adult."

Hong Yi looked at the four concubines in the mansion and thought silently in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the door, and several eunuchs in red riding horses rushed to the gate, and after getting off the horse, they hurried in.

"The Empress has left the palace. In less than half an hour, she will arrive at the Marquis' Mansion. Marquis, you have to be prepared." The male duck's voice was very unpleasant. This is the eunuch who came to report the message first.

"Reward them and let them go down and rest." Hong Xuanji gave an order without expression. Mrs. Zhao, who was beside him, immediately understood and asked several Haonu to lead the eunuch down to rest and have tea.

The entire marquis' mansion suddenly became silent and looked at the door quietly, without a sound coming out. After a long time, another eunuch came in and said, "The Empress is here."

Then, many eunuchs with umbrellas appeared, standing in front of the door, and then an eight-carrying sedan chair appeared, with gilded gems inlaid with seven-color gems, big gourd pearls, bead curtains and tooth tents around, the fragrance was so strong that it showed the wealth and royal spirit of the royal dynasty.

Hong Yi forgot to go, but couldn't see the slightest bit of the person in the sedan chair, so naturally he couldn't see what Yuan Fei looked like, was he the hero in red who he met in the valley that day?

However, Hong Yi had a sense of feeling that the person in the sedan chair also turned his eyes to him. The gaze was very gentle and was very interesting to watch.

If Hong Yi had not achieved a slight success in practicing the magic of the soul, he would not have thought of such a response.

"Welcome to the Imperial Concubine!"

At this moment, everyone around the Marquis' Mansion knelt down, and Hong Yi also leaned over and knelt down. This is the rule.

However, Hong Xuanji, Hong Xi and his son both bowed and did not kneel down.

But no one was surprised, because Hong Xuanji and Hong Xi, the father and son, were awarded by the emperor a horse and a sword to the palace. Except for the king, they did not kneel down to anyone's will.

In other words, the father and son can ride horses in the imperial city, or even meet the emperor with swords. Except for the emperor, the queen does not have to kneel down when she meets the prince, but just salutes.

This is the great glory of a great minister.

"No gift."

The sound came from the sedan chair.
Chapter completed!