Is this world called Xuanhuang? Zhao Rong chewed. And Qianjing, why was it surprised by the word Qian?
"Boy, do you know what year it is today? Are the Duyouji family and the Qingyang Han family still in this continent?"
Gui thought for a while and added: "Where is the Weiran Sect? Is it still the number one sect in Wangque?"
Zhao Rong picked up the tea cup with an indifferent expression, took a sip and said leisurely: "I don't know."
Return: "..."
It wanted to give him a sword. But it had no sword anymore.
"I'm just a useless person now, with no cultivation at all. How can I know about the people on Wangquezhou Mountain?"
Zhao Rong was straightforward and confident.
"But..." He paused, then calmly picked up the tea cup and said slowly.
"Don't be anxious. You have to eat your food one bite at a time. Although I am useless now, it is only temporary. You will check my body later to see if there is any hidden rare physique, such as the ancient holy body and the Nine Yang Jue. Pulse and so on. Then you can carefully find a set of top-level exercises that are suitable for me to practice, preferably the kind of peerless foundation-building exercises that you went through a lot of hardships to acquire during your peak period but regretted not being able to practice!"
"I believe that with your knowledge and experience assisting my intelligence, I will be able to crush my enemies along the way and rise quickly. Whether it is to help you reshape your body or make up for your regrets, it will not be easy!"
After saying that, he lowered his head and took a sip of tea.
"???"
Return to Daqi.
"Why should I help you? You have a useless physique, congenital deficiencies, and blocked meridians. No matter how hard you practice, it will be useless. You can't catch my eye at all!"
"Pfft~" All the tea in Zhao Rong's mouth spurted out...
Gui You sighed and said: "I still can't figure out why it chose you? Your wife's cultivation qualifications are ten thousand times better than yours, and can even be compared with the original... Well, even that girl just now, if it were them, I will definitely do my best to help.”
"What a shame. If nothing unexpected happens, you will at most be stuck in the Fuyao Realm in this life. Weakness is the original sin! Help me rebuild my body and make up for my regrets? I'm an ant looking at the sky, talking about idiots!"
"..."
Zhao Rong suddenly wanted to "go home".
…
At night, a tall building in the Duke's Palace.
It is also the tallest building in Qianjing West City.
The name of the building is Cheng'en, which was built by the legitimate daughter of a certain Duke of Jingnan after she was promoted to queen and returned to visit her relatives. The plaque reads "Cheng'en Si Yi" and was personally nominated by the Emperor of Chu.
The high-rise building faces the lake and is located in an exquisite garden with lush green trees and sparkling exotic flowers.
This building and garden, when they were first built, had been talked about by the powerful people in Qianjing, but it was only part of the ultimate imperial favor that the Zhao family of the Duke's Palace had enjoyed since the founding of the country.
A hundred years ago, the ancestors of the Zhao family helped Emperor Taizu of the Xiang family establish the country. Taizu smiled and said, "Can my children and grandchildren marry your daughters?" In the next hundred years, the two families married from generation to generation.
But in this generation, the new emperor has just ascended the throne, the eldest daughter of the Zhao family has already married, and the second daughter of the Zhao family, who has long been renowned for her reputation, now chooses to marry...
The roof of Chengen Tower.
A solitary man was drinking with his head thrown back.
He sat alone on the eaves of the building, holding a sword in one hand and a wine jar in the other. The wind was strong and the sky was high, and the moonlight accompanied the wine. However, he did not admire the moon, but looked down at a brightly lit room in the mansion without focus. Abandon.
Whenever he finished drinking the wine in his hand, he would gently throw the wine jar out of the building and then lift another jar.
I remember that the half-grown boy always liked to play downstairs with his two "little followers".
Because Chengen Tower is only open when distinguished guests come to visit or during the Double Ninth Festival, and the elders in the family have always prohibited children from climbing up.
So what was hidden in the tallest building in the world became one of the biggest doubts in the minds of the three of them when they were young.
That brat who likes to show off always swears that the building contains a man-eating monster that was suppressed by a Confucian saint with a book as heavy as a mountain. It is as scary as the big water monster he defeated hidden in the lake next to him.
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At that time, the young lady would always listen to his nonsense with a serious look on her face, nodding and shaking her head from time to time. When she heard something scary, she would quickly grab the corners of his clothes with both hands, her face turning pale.
Qian'er, who was timid and timid, was always the first to be frightened to the point of bursting into tears, squatting on the ground and covering her ears, with her back turned to her young lady and Brother Rong'er.
As spring passed and autumn came, the boy always seemed to be able to come up with all kinds of tricks, leading the young lady and Qian'er to run around and have fun in the garden all year round.
In spring, I rode a horse with a bamboo pole to the back mountains to pick green plums, dig bamboo shoots, make fishing rods, and fish for shrimps; in summer, I used a wooden slingshot I got from nowhere to go to the forest to hunt birds, climb trees, and dig out bird eggs.
Catching cicadas; in autumn, I take cloth bags to the farms outside the city to pick fruits, play house, hide and seek, and fly kites. In winter, I make snowmen with cold hands, cut paper, set off firecrackers, and light fireworks.
The young lady went out with him in a white dress in the morning and came back in a "black dress" in the evening, and inevitably received a lecture from her Aunt Liu.
But the next day, she was full of energy and ran out with him in different ways.
The young lady has a very quiet temperament, but when she is with that brat, she becomes very noisy.
The man holding the sword raised his head and took a sip. He shook the wine jar again, and when there was no drop left, he threw it out.
The three children like to pick up pieces of the wine jar downstairs and float them by the lake.
The brat first learned the tricks from the older children from outside his home. Later, he taught the young lady and Qian'er, and the three of them came to play often.
Of course it was the boy who could bounce the most at first, but later on, as Miss and Qian'er gradually practiced, they naturally bounced more and more times.
But what's interesting is that every time he wins, it's the same boy, so he boasts triumphantly again, while the lady always sits quietly aside with her chin in her hands and listens carefully, talking and laughing, while Qian'er is uncooperative.
To expose his background, another childlike quarrel ensued...
These images of the past will never appear again.
When did it start to change?
It was probably when Mr. Zhao entered the private school and the young lady and Xiao Qian'er began to practice under the care of him and others.
The three children began to know that men and women had different etiquette, and they were no longer as innocent as before.
Later, that brat learned some Confucian bullshit knowledge, and became even more boring. He talked about it all the time, the sage said.
Then, there was the engagement between the young lady and him when he was twelve years old...
Haha, you brat, haven’t you ever felt wronged by being able to marry my daughter-in-law!?
If it weren't for the Zhao family from Nanxiaoyaozhou in your family to do their best to the young lady, how could the old man and Mr. Bai agree to let you marry him.
The man holding the sword suddenly dropped the wine jar and stood up holding the sword.
Because he saw a man dressed in red walking out of the dim red house he had just been staring at.
The beautiful figure left quickly, faster and faster, as if trying to escape from something terrible in the dark night.
Did that kid decide to leave anyway?
He sighed.
In the end, I didn’t actually feel that much regret, I just felt a little sad that I had half a bottle of wine. I wouldn’t have given it if I had known better.
"You broke the rules."
Someone behind me said.
The man holding the sword turned a deaf ear and just tightened the sword in his arms, returned to the original position, tilted his head and drank wine.
It was as if the tall old man behind him didn't exist.
"Mr. Bai said that we should not interfere in these private matters before the age of eighteen."
The tall old man walked up to the man holding the sword, looked into his eyes, and continued: "What kind of wine is that?"
"this one?"
The man holding the sword raised the wine jar in his hand and suddenly smiled brightly: "When I first came to the Zhao Mansion, I personally buried the daughter Hong for the young lady. It has been exactly seventeen years now. Old man, do you want to take a bite?"
The tall old man still stared at him, expressionless, and repeated: "What kind of wine is that?"
The man holding the sword twitched the corner of his mouth and slowly put down the raised wine jar.
"Huangliang Wangyou Wine."
His eyes were somewhat reminiscing, "An old friend gave it to me. He said that this wine can make people have a great dream, as if they have experienced an extra life. After waking up from the dream, they can realize the value of this life."
"I drank half a bottle that year, and the effect was good."
The man laughed at himself and continued: "That boy has a big head. I think he needs it, so I gave him the remaining half of the pot."
The tall old man was silent for a moment, then said "I won't do it again", then turned around and left slowly.
The man holding the sword quietly breathed a sigh of relief. But then a word from a distance made his eyelids jump.
"I will report it to Mr. Bai. As for the lady... you have to tell her the truth."