The news that Song Zining had broken through the Divine General Heavenly Pass spread throughout the empire like a storm, and the repercussions aroused were far greater than when Zhao Jundu became a Divine General, and even more sensational than when Qianye returned to Ningyu Mansion with his entire body intact.
In recent years, the empire has been revitalized, and the younger generation of geniuses has emerged in large numbers, with achievements far exceeding those of their parents. In each of the great families, there are some children who were originally hidden as back-ups, but they have made rapid progress to the point where they can be put on the table. However, no one expected that after
After the Empire Twin Stars, the first among the younger generation to break through the Divine General Heaven Pass will be Song Zining.
The vision of worldly prosperity that day was witnessed by tens of thousands of imperial soldiers, and the future prospects were limitless.
People in the empire had different reactions. Some cheered, some praised the country's fate, and some were worried. However, when people think of the original Song clan and the current Song family, there is a rare resonance, that is, gloating about misfortune.
Gaoling Song Family, Wendao Manor, and Mrs. Anguo's former residence had just been neatly cleaned. Song Zhongnian was inspecting the garden, and busy retainers could be seen everywhere on the road, moving things back and forth.
This was Mrs. Anguo's favorite place to live during her lifetime. After her death, the Presbyterian Council passed a resolution to seal this place to commemorate the old lady forever.
Next to Song Zhongnian, stood a graceful beauty, quiet and graceful, soft and fresh. There was sadness in her eyebrows, and she looked around from time to time, as if she wanted to take everything in her eyes and remember it in her heart.
"Ziyan, what are you thinking about?"
When Song Zhongnian asked about it, Song Ziyan said in a low voice: "I just remembered how kind my ancestors were to me during his lifetime. After today, I, I'm afraid I will never be able to come here again."
At this moment, Song Zhongnian's face was full of worry, his wrinkles were a bit darker, and he looked as if he had aged ten years. He also sighed and said slowly: "This is also a last resort. The descendants are unworthy and have no face to face their ancestors. Those elders probably
I didn’t even expect to come here, so I made such a decision. Even if it were me, why would I want to set foot here again? After all, the Song Dynasty was demoted by me. I don’t know how I will be evaluated in the history books in the future.
It won’t be good.”
Song Zhongnian smiled self-deprecatingly and said: "It's just a pity for you. Now I, the Song clan, no, the Song family is in troubled times, but it has affected your marriage. The Kong family has rejected the engagement again."
Song Ziyan shook her head and said softly: "I didn't want to get married in the first place!"
"How can you say that! Girls will get married sooner or later. Don't worry, I will make arrangements for you."
Song Ziyan raised her head and said, "My marriage is not important, but it's already come to this time. Are you still unwilling to call your seventh brother back?"
"Why is he still willing to come back?"
"Now that the family is in trouble, the seventh brother will definitely come back."
Song Zhongnian sighed and said: "You still don't know something. Zining and Qianye have joined forces. I heard that they have made a lot of achievements in Yonglu recently. It seems that Qianye is going to become the king. Zining has friends with him.
Okay, it’s not that bad. How can you value my Song family’s fortune? Furthermore, when Zhi Ning left, he had already finished his words. Now that he’s back, how will he face these elders?”
Song Ziyan said: "Grandpa, are you still thinking about those elders? They all only care about themselves, how can they care about the overall situation? If the seventh brother can come back, why do you still listen to them? In my opinion, can't we just dissolve the Elders Council?
Already?"
"Nonsense! The Presbyterian Council has the rules left by our ancestors. Which family is not like this? How can this be a joke?"
"If it must be retained, then just replace it with a new group of elders."
"What do you know? Wouldn't this be more disloyal?"
"That's better than letting them slowly dismantle the Song family!"
Song Zhongnian's face was livid, he snorted heavily and said: "This is not a topic that you, a prostitute, can participate in."
Song Ziyan sighed, softened her tone, and said: "With the ability of the seventh brother, I can definitely suppress those elders."
"Can it be suppressed? What can he use to suppress him? He is not even a god general, how can he get people to listen to him?"
"Seventh brother will become a god general sooner or later. Besides, even if he is not a god general now, who in the family can be his opponent? Not to mention Qianye to help him." Speaking of Qianye, Song Ziyan's eyes dimmed a little, and then
Back to normal again.
Song Zhongnian frowned and said: "It's not your turn to intervene in family matters! If it were so easy to become a god general, my Song family wouldn't have been unable to produce a god general for so many years since our ancestors. When he really arrives
Let’s talk about it that day.”
At this moment, an attendant rushed over and shouted: "Master, urgent... urgent report!"
"What's happening in such a panic! What's going on! If you don't act steady again, just go overland!" Song Zhongnian was in a bad mood at the moment, so he scolded him a few times, then he opened the envelope without any haste and took out the inside.
I read the emergency report.
Just after taking a glance, Song Zhongnian suddenly stiffened and the emergency report fell to the ground, but he didn't know it.
Song Ziyan was curious, picked it up and took a look, her face was filled with joy, and she shouted: "Seventh brother has become a god general?! Great, my Song family finally has a god general! Grandpa..."
She raised her head and happened to see Song Zhongnian's face, and her voice slowly lowered. At this moment, she suddenly understood that if Song Zining was hopeless, he might still be able to return home. Now that he had broken through the Divine General's Heavenly Pass, there was no hope anymore.
Back.
Imperial Palace, Jiaofang Hall, Empress Li was leaning on the couch, stroking the cat in her arms. It was very warm in the palace, but she was still wrapped in thick mink velvet, and her face was a little abnormally pale.
An old chamberlain walked in, holding a book in his hand, and began to read one by one the important events of today's empire. The first one was about Song Zining's breakthrough in the battle, breaking through the heavenly barrier, and becoming a divine general.
Empress Li was startled, and unknowingly exerted some force on her hands. The cat in her arms felt pain, meowed, struggled to escape, and hid in the corner of the palace.
"He has also become a divine general, which is really unexpected."
The old chamberlain stopped reading and said, "This is indeed an accident. Maybe the Song family will be able to rise to the top again, but that's not necessarily the case."
Li Hou said calmly: "If he didn't become a divine general, he could still go back. Now that he has become a divine general, he can't go back, unless he can be ruthless and kill all the elders."
"This matter is very easy for Qi Shao. No one in the Song clan has been his opponent for a long time, right? Even if all the elders come together, they can't do anything to Qi Shao, who possesses the prosperity of the world. This kind of force power is the most powerful thing in the world."
Not afraid of group battles."
"Whether he can kill is one thing, whether he is ruthless or not is another thing." Empress Li suddenly smiled and said: "Besides, he has a good future now, so why should he be stained with such blood."
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming." The old chamberlain understood.
Empress Li changed her posture, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, thoughtfully.
"It's a great thing that the empire has added a strong man, but why does the empress seem a little unhappy?"
Empress Li sighed: "I'm having a headache. Do you think Zi Ning is good at cultivating heavenly mechanics, or is he good at not cultivating them?"
"There is no need to ask this question. Your Majesty is an old slave taking exams. Of course the Seventh Young Master is... of course..." The old chamberlain was halfway through speaking, but suddenly he was speechless.
"Why, what's the problem?"
The old chamberlain also sighed and said: "Old servant originally thought that with the prosperity of the world, he would have to try his best to become the king of heaven. Now Lord Jundu has no hope of the king of heaven. Qianye, to be honest, he is not of my kind. All the people in this empire
The person who can see it is Master Zining. But if the Seventh Young Master has cultivated the Heavenly Secret Technique, his achievements may not be as good as those of Lin Shuai. Which one is more important to the empire, Lin Shuai or the Heavenly King, I really can’t tell."
Empress Li sighed: "This is why I have a headache."
She got off the bed, stretched out her hand, and the cat flew out of the corner and landed in her hand. While touching the cat, Empress Li said: "Let him have a headache for this kind of thing. Let's do it here."
What heart?"
The old chamberlain hesitated to speak, and finally said: "What you said is absolutely true."
Empress Li waved her hand, and the old chamberlain exited the palace. Outside the courtyard gate, two chamberlains gathered together and were whispering to themselves:
"Have you heard that the Seventh Young Master has become a divine general?"
"Which Seventh Young Master?"
"Aside from the original Seventh Young Master of the Song Dynasty, who else can become a divine general?"
"Then the Song family will regret their death?"
"I have never seen someone so good at seeking death. Even someone like Qi Shao can be kicked out. If the Song clan doesn't downgrade, it's unforgivable!"
The old waiter stood nearby and shouted with a stern face: "What are you chewing on here? If I catch you again, I will pull out your tongue!"
The two chamberlains were startled, and one of them put on a smile and said, "This is not a big deal. The whole country will know about it in half a day at the latest, right?"
The old chamberlain thought about it and thought so, so he walked away. He came to a side courtyard, spread out a piece of paper, wrote a few paragraphs in small regular script, rolled it up carefully, put it in his pocket, then put on his casual clothes and reported to the Foreign Service
, and left the palace gate.
He seemed to be wandering around the city at will, and half an hour later he came to a shop selling specialties from various places.
The manager immediately came out and said with a smile: "Master Manager! What do you want this time?"
The old waiter picked up a vase and looked at it at random, then put it down and said, "What new things have you got recently?"
The manager turned into the inner room, and after a while he took out several boxes and said, "This month's new goods are all here. What's special is that Yonglu produces more."
The old waiter opened the box, looked at it, shook his head and said, "There's nothing good about it. Let's talk about it next time."
"Go slowly!" The manager sent the old chamberlain out of the house, and then moved the boxes back to the inner room. He recalled the order of the old chamberlain's inspection, picked out one of the boxes, opened the lid, and saw that there was an extra box inside.
piece of paper.
Two days later, the piece of paper arrived in the Twilight Continent and was delivered to a mysterious figure. The man the messenger saw was wrapped in armor, with only a pair of eyes exposed.
He opened the letter, read it carefully several times, then put it away, took out a crystal clear source of blood, put it in the hand of the messenger, and said in a hoarse voice: "Well done, this is your reward."
The messenger was overjoyed, knelt down on one knee and said, "Thank you, sir!"
The mysterious man turned around and left. Every step he took would stir up a purple-black blood fire that would not go out for a long time.
The Thebes Castle is currently being expanded on a large scale, and it is like a large construction site. Except for the mask that most people only pull down when fighting, the mysterious man can't see anything special, just like the most ordinary vampire.
He came to a side hall and entered the corner room. The room was sparsely furnished, with only the simplest furniture. As soon as he sat down, the door was pushed open, and a white-haired old vampire walked in.
He looked at the mysterious man with almost colorless eyes and asked, "Did you get it?"
"Got it."
"How about it?"
"It is completely in line with our guess, and even exceeds it."
"very good."
The white-haired old vampire didn't ask for the piece of paper and turned around to leave. The mysterious vampire sat down, leaned against the wall, looked at the dim lights on the ceiling, and wondered what he was thinking.