Chapter 162 Secret Discussion Between Father and Son
The treasure appraisal conference is going on like a fire, but on the other side of the treasure appraisal conference, in the temporary study room belonging to Long Ao, the Lord of Chicheng City, everything is calm and solemn.
Anyone who has seen Lord Long Ao's study with his own eyes will be extremely surprised. Because every plant and tree here is exactly the same as the one in Long Ao's palace in Chicheng City. They are exactly the same, even though they are dozens of miles away.
Once again, this is surprising energy.
At least it shows that Long Ao has amazing ways to control people and sufficient talents.
Long Ao has a habit that no matter what important decision he makes, he must make it in his study. Otherwise, he will be restless and restless.
At this time, in the completely replicated temporary study room, Long Ao stretched out his hand to touch the chair and caressed the strange animal head on his hand as usual.
This is a large chair completely carved from huanghuali wood. Huanghuali is said to be almost extinct in the entire Yingzhou, but Long Ao can actually get such a large material to make a chair, and it is a luxurious replica.
This will make several big shots in the current government furious.
At the time, Prime Minister Situ Chen of the Yingzhou Dynasty asked the King of Yingzhou for thirty kilograms of huanghuali material, hoping to use it to build a comfortable bed for his elderly mother.
How could one accept it and refuse it? Situ Chen was so angry that he almost asked for an official position.
At this time, Long Ao stroked the vividly carved animal head on the huanghuali wood with one hand, and the feeling of having everything under control suddenly arose again.
However, he still felt a little regretful. After all, it was a fake. To the touch, the animal head was not as smooth as the pulp-coated huanghuali wood in the city lord's mansion.
Fortunately, Long Ao quickly put away his thoughts and said to the person in front of him: "This matter must...do you understand?"
"Father, you are saying that you actually want to...that was our previous plan!"
The speaker was a young man who looked to be in his twenties.
Sunlight filtered in from the window, illuminating his face in an instant.
This is a man with amazing beauty and self-confidence. Yes, the word "beautiful" is not unexpected when used on him. Because he is almost the most perfect creation given by God to the world.
A man perfectly combines the two extreme qualities of masculinity and femininity.
His eyes are deep, like the most mysterious stars in the sky, his eyebrows are raised, his face is like jade, his straight nose and facial features perfectly outline the extremely masculine and individual side of his appearance.
The fiery sun bloomed on the window lattice behind him, like a red flame, full of incredible and strange charm.
However, he was originally supposed to be an extremely masculine and handsome man, but because of the gentle outline of his thin pink lips, he revealed an indescribable feminine beauty like a succubus.
These two extremes are not in conflict with him, but are in perfect harmony, just like ink blending into clear water, the clear and the turbid are indistinguishable from now on.
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He is the first successor to the City Lord's Mansion,
Long Ao, the number one master in Chicheng, said to people with a smile: "I am the city lord. I am not happy to break through the seventh level of Yijin, but I am happy to have this son."
"He is one of the three treasures in my hands, Long Ao!"
Long Ao has three treasures, namely Zhang Zhoutian, Dragon Scale Armor, and finally Long Xiao!
Long Xiao's reputation as a genius and his stunning beauty shocked the world in Chicheng.
However, since Long Xiao was thirteen years old, Long Ao had forbidden him to show up in front of others. Not even the five major families could find out anything about Long Xiao.
No one knew what Long Ao was doing.
Some people speculate that Long Ao sent his son away to avoid trouble.
Some people speculate that Long Xiao fell out of favor and was hidden by Long Aoxue. After all, this kind of struggle for power change among big families is not uncommon.
Some people also speculated that Long Ao used all his strength to send his son to the provincial capital to practice cultivation.
Various speculations abounded, but no one could guess that Long Xiao had never left Long Ao's side.
Long Xiao was indeed hidden by the city lord Long Aoxue, but he did not fall out of favor as some people thought. Instead, he turned from light to dark, doing more things in the darkness for Long Ao and undergoing training in the darkness.
If previous city lords were not proficient in dark methods, and if they did not have a low-key, reserved, and persevering character, they would never be able to secure this position.
As the city lord, Long Ao certainly knew that none of the five major families in Chicheng and the wealthy families, large and small, were fuel-efficient.
He was preparing for a rainy day.
No one can guess what Long Ao, as the number one person in Chicheng and also the most powerful person, is worried about and what he is planning for a rainy day.
All this is still a mystery.
However, as the son of Long Ao and regarded as the first successor after the number one person in Akagi, Long Xiao, who is extremely talented and talented, has a completely different idea from his father.
Over the years, Long Xiao has been studying with Zhang Zhoutian, a third-grade pharmacist. Through experience, he has learned a lot of knowledge about being a pharmacist, but at the same time, he has been deeply influenced by Zhang Zhoutian.
From Long Xiao's point of view, the decision made by his father Long Ao at this time cannot be called a wise one.
"Father, are you really going to take back the Baicao Garden for the sake of a waste like Li Donglai?" Long Ao's voice was very slow, as if he was speaking with the tip of his tongue, every word, which made him feel very strange.
Solemnly, it’s been carefully considered.
But the meaning behind his words was that he was quite fiercely opposed to Long Ao's opinions.
"What, Xiaoer, do you think Li Donglai is not worthy of our investment?" Long Ao glanced at his son calmly, knowing that Long Xiao was by no means a person who made decisions based only on his likes and dislikes. Since he was a child, he has had a depth of wisdom that is difficult for ordinary people to match.
, is a precocious genius, and at the age of fourteen, he broke through the twelfth level of blood coagulation early and opened his bloodline ability, which made Long Ao firmly believe that Long Xiao was the long horse of the Long family.
What's more, Long Xiao unexpectedly discovered a secret...a secret that could make bloodline stronger.
It turns out that reaching the twelfth level of blood coagulation is not about directly awakening the bloodline or advancing to a new realm, but about thoroughly understanding this realm and reaching the Great Perfection so that you can have more understanding and unlock the power of the bloodline more completely.
Although it was only a slight difference, it was this slight difference that actually made Long Xiao's strength steadily surpass the first level among practitioners at the same level.
Youdao is a true message, but a fake message. This seemingly insignificant change made Long Xiao's strength, realm, and vision completely beyond that of his peers. It even shocked Long Ao.
Originally, no one among the practitioners, at least those in Chicheng, knew this secret.
Everyone thinks that the higher the realm, the stronger it is. It is natural for high realms to suppress low realms. They never thought that it could be like this in cultivation.
It turns out that the seemingly stupid approach, the approach that thoroughly understands every situation, will actually make you stronger.
It was precisely the strange things that kept happening to Long Xiao that made Long Ao firmly choose Long Xiao as his successor and spare no effort to cultivate him.
This is the "snow hide" of the past few years.
Hibernating just to fly higher in the future.
Keeping a low profile may not be a form of protection.
Only when you shrink your fist can you hit someone.
Countless geniuses in the past have died young. Geniuses are only geniuses who survive to the end, and can truly change the world.
It is precisely because Long Ao is so important to Long Ao and the Long family that Long Ao has never regarded Long Xiao as a young man. Long Ao has a careful mind. He has practiced with Zhang Zhoutian over the years, and at the same time dealt with all kinds of secrets for himself.
His decisiveness, ruthlessness, and tact in dealing with matters are no less than those of a wise general who has experienced battles for a long time.
And he is a genius with bottomless wisdom.
Of course, his opinions cannot be expressed casually, and they naturally have solid reasons.
However, despite this, Long Ao still wanted to tell his reasons and make Long Xiao agree with them from the bottom of his heart.
"Master Zhang, alchemy has not been going well in the past few years." Long Ao did not answer Long Xiao's words directly, but suddenly said something that seemed irrelevant.
But Long Xiao heard it and understood instantly.
This is a leap of thought,
Master Zhang Zhoutian has indeed reached his own bottleneck as a pharmacist.
In the past two years, Master Zhang Zhoutian has broken six furnaces of elixirs in a row.
You must know that it is not an ordinary elixir, but a muscle-changing marrow elixir that can only be made by a third-level pharmacist.
It can be said that as long as he refines this elixir, Zhang Zhoutian can successfully break through the shackles of a third-grade pharmacist and touch the edge of a fourth-grade pharmacist.
But, it is a pity that in two years, six furnaces of elixirs were all damaged.
what does that mean?
Not only does it mean that Zhang Zhoutian has slipped out of his golden period of promotion to the medicine master class, but it also means that the large amount of elixirs, spiritual roots, and genius treasures that Long Ao has paid for this have all been wasted.
That’s not just a little amount, but a huge amount!
The higher the level of the elixir refined by the pharmacist, the stronger the quality and the better the medicinal properties. The required materials must contain more heaven and earth spiritual energy and more purity.
That doesn’t just mean having money!
That also means huge resources and sacrifices.
However, after two years of hard work, nothing was achieved.
The name of this treasure appraisal conference is to invite all the major families from all the major cities in the thousands of miles around Chicheng to participate in the grand event and appreciate all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. In fact, the real purpose is to search for the elixirs needed for Zhang Zhoutian and prepare to start refining them.
The seventh furnace of elixir.
Under this situation, Long Ao almost forced himself to hold on. It would be impossible for him not to be disappointed or doubtful. If he hadn't thought about the fact that Zhang Zhoutian had really tried his best to teach Long Xiao in the past two years, he would have treated Long Ao so well back then.
He showed so much gratitude for helping him that Long Ao almost doubted Zhang Zhoutian's intentions.
This matter even aroused material arguments and objections from the top and bottom of the Long family, but in the end, all this was suppressed by Long Ao. Before finding a new pharmacist who could replace Master Zhang Zhoutian's position, if the Long family offended Zhang
Master, that’s a waste of martial arts!
Although Master Zhang cannot refine higher-level elixirs to help Long Ao rise one step higher, he can refine elixirs for other low-level warriors without any problem.
Naturally, the father and son knew this subtle point well.
So Long Ao mentioned something seemingly irrelevant, and Long Xiao immediately understood it.
In their position, the gift of teaching skills from a master to a disciple is just a coat and a title. How can it compare with the real benefits.
Judging from the miracles on Li Donglai, there might really be a powerful pharmacist standing behind him, otherwise it would be impossible to explain.
At this time, Long Ao planned to win over and invest in Li Donglai, just to pave the way for the future.
Once the person behind Li Donglai comes to the front desk, the early friendship will be a good opportunity to help. Even if his generation cannot enjoy it, at least it will leave a foreshadowing for Long Xiao.
He is getting old, and so is Zhang Zhoutian. After all, they cannot help Long Xiao reach a higher level.
If there is such an opportunity...
No, there must be such an opportunity to bring out the mysterious Medicine Master King Buddha.
Moreover, if you are lucky, you might be able to further your strength!
Thinking of the Marrow Changing Pill that excited the third-level pharmacist and drove countless warriors crazy, Long Ao's city still couldn't help but feel hot all over, and the blood seemed to be on fire.
That is a generation of heroes who are unwilling to be lonely.
After hearing Long Ao's words, a hint of cruelty flashed across Long Xiao's face.
It's not that he can't see the benefits, but there are two points.
Long Xiao gently stretched out two fingers.
"There is an expert behind Li Donglai. This is just our inference. If..."
The words were not spoken clearly, but the meaning was already clear. What if, if the master behind him was fake and Li Donglai was just pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger?
Zhang Zhoutian is such a shrewd person. He had already turned against Li Donglai just now. If he could see that the City Lord's Palace was obviously friendly with Li Donglai, it would not be difficult to figure out Long Ao's plan. By then, if the people behind Li Donglai were not wrong, wouldn't it be
It's like a chicken and an egg, but both ends are lost?
In fact, what Long Xiao meant was that 60% of the time he believed that there was an expert behind Li Donglai. Otherwise, it would not be possible to explain that after the failure of his bloodline awakening, his strength rose instead of falling, and it skyrocketed so horribly.
But now the question is, risk and return.
If Master Zhang Zhoutian was offended, and the people behind Li Donglai refused to stand up and support the city lord's palace, wouldn't the Long family suffer heavy losses?
Having both gained the ridge and looked forward to Shu, both hands must grasp it, and neither hand is willing to give up. This is the true psychological portrayal of Long Ao and Long Xiao at this time.
Long Xiao brought it up, not for the sake of objection, but to fill in the gaps for Long Ao and fill in any possible problems.
Long Ao pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, we won't be involved in this matter, let's find someone else to do it for us."
"This is indeed possible." Long Xiao nodded, agreeing with his father's words.
Then he moved his second finger,
"Furthermore, Baicao Garden has been planning for a long time and has lost manpower for this. Do you think you will spit out what you have eaten?"
This is where Long Xiao's true dissatisfaction lies.
He and Zhang Zhoutian have one thing in common, that is, they both refuse to give in and will never spit out anything they eat.
Just like Zhang Zhoutian was eyeing Duoduo's innate poisonous body.
Long Xiao personally plotted to seize the Baicao Garden, the economic lifeline of Li Gong's family, which has been going on for many years. How could he let it out at this time?
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The large booth was like a grand golden lotus. Under the attention of countless people, it unfolded layer by layer, revealing a group of stunning faces inside.
They were a group of colorful women, wearing flying golden crowns, long sleeves fluttering, waving like butterflies.
The most fascinating thing is the half-covered veils of these dancers, as well as the amazingly soft waists, as if they are about to break at any time with the twist of the waist and the body.
The men in the distance were all looking astonished.
Dance is the best dance within a thousand miles of Akagi. The kabuki dancers trained by Akagi's No. 1 actor instructors start training at the age of six, specializing in the softness of the body and maintaining the childishness of the child's body.
When he was ten years old, he began to practice various postures, footwork, and hand-eye coordination. When it comes to the rigorous training, no one can match him. It is even harder and more difficult than some practicing warriors.
When he was twelve years old, he began to practice various singing and dancing techniques, his eye movements, and most importantly, the tenderness of his lowered head, which was so shy that he attracted the lustful and lustful eyes of countless men.
Group dance is a dance skill that is trained intensively in the instructor's workshop. All the selected maikos tried their best, hoping to catch the eye of some noble people, so that they could jump up the branches and break away from their status as maikos.
Dance is the most beautiful dance, it is pleasing to the eye.
But what is stronger than dance is music.
The musical accompaniment for Jiaoshifang is Tianliannu, the leading musician group in the northern province of Yingzhou.
No one knows the origin of the name of this band of musicians, but it does not prevent the musicians from Tianliannu from becoming the most popular people in Yingzhou.
Sound is more likely to influence people's emotions than sight.
The flute and drum sounded.
The thirteen beats of Huji with a special rhythm sound quiet and lonely.
After the sound of patting, there was a moment of silence, and a faint sound of flute sounded like a girl sighing softly in my ear.
The entire venue of the Treasure Appraisal Conference, which was originally noisy, suddenly became quiet.
Along with the sound of the flute, the sound of pedals, the rustling of bells and hammers, and the sometimes light and sometimes heavy sound of drums, they gradually sounded.
It is as if a ray of sunshine in the morning has lifted the silence and brought awakening to the world...
Someone woke up and opened the window. There was a graceful woman leaning against the window quietly combing her makeup.
There were barefoot men pushing wheelbarrows past; there were sellers carrying poles starting to walk through the streets.
There were giggling children waving their little chubby hands chasing each other, and accompanied by the increasingly lively music, the dancers from the priest's studio danced with all their gentleness.
A dance tells the story of the vicissitudes and prosperity of the world.
Such a dance, with its indescribable appeal, opened the treasure appraisal conference.
When the music just started, Duoduo's eyes in the box seemed a bit wrong.
She stared straight at the dancers on the stage, as if they had been immobilized. On her face, which was still somewhat childish, her crystal eyes were as pure as a deer.
Kindness, but also a hint of nostalgia and helplessness.
Although Li Donglai was also enjoying the music and dancing, he still noticed something strange about Duoduo and looked back at her.
"What's wrong?"
Duoduo's body shook slightly, as if she had just woken up.
He touched the corners of his eyes with his fingers and said in a voice not much louder than a mosquito: "It's nothing. Master Rang, you are worried. I just saw them helpless and reminded me of my own life experience."
Listening to what Duoduo said, Li Donglai suddenly felt that as a young master, he was a little unworthy of his duties, even though he didn't even understand his past experience of handling girls.
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