Although Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa didn't know the words on the tablets, they were not stupid. After coming here for so long, they had already roughly guessed who these tablets belonged to, considering the identity of the Duke's former royal family.
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If these tablets really belong to the Wei family of the previous dynasty, then among the tablets in the main hall, there must be those real dragon emperors who served as dragon chairs in the previous dynasty.
But when Zhou Jianlai couldn't light the incense, he got angry and cursed at the memorial tablets of these big men. Wasn't he just scolding his ancestors in front of the Duke? It was like an old man hanging himself. He was so tired.
So when Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawafu heard Zhou Jianlai's angry curse, they were so frightened that they almost fell off the stone bench, and cold sweat immediately fell from their foreheads. But what they never expected was that when they saw it from the corner of their eyes,
When they glanced at the face of the Duke, they found that instead of being angry, the Duke nodded with a smile, as if he was satisfied with Zhou Jianlai's foul language. This situation made the two of them stunned and confused.
In the main hall, Zhou Jianlai was surrounded by sword energy, fighting madly with the sword energy in the room, not giving in an inch.
His breath was getting sharper and more violent. His broken clothes rustled in the frenzied sword energy, and his long hair broke free from its restraints, dancing wildly in the air.
At this moment, he was like a demon god who came to the world and wanted to kill everything in the world.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Zhou Jianlai suddenly burst into tears, his eyes widened in anger, and he exuded the aura of a king who dominated the world. He took a step forward, pressed his body against the edge of the incense table, and stared angrily at the tablets behind the incense table, as if he wanted to tell them, he just
He is the king who looks down on all the people in the world.
Dangdangdang
The spiritual tablet suddenly shook violently, as if scolding Zhou Jianlai, but Zhou Jianlai was not afraid at all. Even though the frantic sword energy caused blood mist to bloom on his body, as if it wanted to pierce his heart with thousands of swords to relieve the energy, he did not blink an eye.
Don't take an inch back.
Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa stood up nervously. They clenched their fists, their palms were full of sweat, and their hearts were stuck in their throats. They were worried about Zhou Jianlai and cheered for Zhou Jianlai at the same time.
"Behead!" Zhou Jianlai shouted again in the hall.
Under the horrified and trembling gazes of Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa, he suddenly waved his sword finger, filled the sky with sword energy, and slashed angrily towards the tablet in front of him.
The two of them broke out in cold sweat, feeling that Zhou Jianlai was going further and further on the road of seeking death.
Zhou Jianlai's sword finger slashed hard, but the scene of the tablet being broken and sawdust flying did not occur. Suddenly, everything returned to calm. Only the bleeding wound on Zhou Jianlai's body could prove that what happened just now was real.
A light whistling sound sounded in the hall, and a sword aura flew out from the memorial tablet, circled in the air, and then shot toward Zhou Jianlai, sinking into his eyebrows. Then the whistles came one after another, and one sword aura after another
It disappeared between Zhou Jianlai's eyebrows.
In the end, there were more than a dozen high-pitched dragon roars, and twelve rays of golden sword energy shot out from the tablet. Accompanied by the dragon roars, they did not even enter Zhou Jianlai's eyebrows.
In front of the stone table, Wei Zi nodded with satisfaction and thought to himself: "Sword cultivators should have a fearless heart! No matter whether you are a god or a demon, whether you are a dragon or a tiger, you must submit to my sword!
You're good, boy. It only took two days to break away from the mortal's deep-rooted fear of imperial power. Your future achievements in swordsmanship will be immeasurable!"
Zhou Jianlai took a step back. The incense in his hand ignited spontaneously without fire, and green smoke floated up. He inserted the incense into the incense burner, took a step back and knelt on the futon, kowtowed respectfully, and apologized: "I have offended you so much."
, I hope the ancestors will understand and understand, and don’t blame me.”
"Pawn, what are those sword energies? Why don't I have any?" Niu Dawa asked Zhang Xiaozu in a low voice. Although he didn't know what those sword energies were, he knew they must be good things, so he looked at them with envy.
Come with Zhou Jian.
"That is the will of the sword." It was Wei Zi who answered Niu Dawa, "You two have too little understanding of the way of the sword. It is normal for you not to understand the will of the sword."
"Oh" Niu Dawa nodded in response, with an annoyed expression on his face as he missed the treasure house.
Zhang Xiaozu was also slightly disappointed.
However, the two people's disappointment was forgotten as Zhou Jianlai approached, and they happily took a few steps forward to congratulate Zhou Jianlai.
Zhou Jianlai was very happy when he saw Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa coming. He nodded to them and said hello first. Without stopping, he walked straight to Wei Zi, bowed and said: "It's a blessing for me, my junior, to live up to my mission and complete the work of my seniors."
I have passed the test, and I beg you, senior, not to be too foolish and accept me as your disciple."
Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa couldn't help being surprised when they heard this. They thought that Zhou Jianlai had already become the master of the Duke, but then they realized that he hadn't yet. It turned out that Zhou Jianlai had just completed the test of the Duke.
Wei Zi sighed faintly: "Since they all agreed, then I will accept you as my disciple and teach you the Wei Family Baili Cloud Thunder Sword. It will not be in vain for Senior Tianwu's good intentions of teaching you the "Eight Parts of Divine Thunder"
."
Zhou Jianlai was overjoyed when he heard this. He immediately knelt down on his knees, his face flushed, and he said with excitement: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow."
Wei Zi was knelt down by Zhou Jianlai and sighed: "I don't know whether what I have done in my life is right or wrong, so I can't tell you any principles of life to teach you. I will just say a few words. Good and evil, right and wrong, do not let you down.
Original intention."
"The mentor's instructions will be remembered by the disciples for the rest of their lives." Zhou Jianlai said.
"Get up." Wei Zi said, looked up at the sky, it was almost dark, and said: "Go to the backyard to wash up and change clothes, and go to some conference with the two of them. Oh, by the way, put this
The box is being moved away. I don’t know a lot of Chinese characters. What do you mean by sending me a box of calligraphy and painting treasures?”
"" Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa burst into tears when they heard this, saying that Master Tianwu was too unreliable. However, when they moved the wooden box back to the carriage, they later realized that what Master Tianwu said was wrong.
, he is the last son of the previous royal family, how could he not know a few characters? Unfortunately, they did not have the courage to go back and question him.
Soon Zhou Jianlai finished washing, treated the wounds on his body with elixir, put on a simple outfit, walked out of the yard and boarded the carriage, and asked: "Why do you two have time to come over? What conference did Master just say you were attending?"
"There is a banquet tonight at the City Lord's Mansion, called the pre-war swearing-in meeting for young heroes. We sincerely invite young heroes from Yancheng and all major sects to attend. We have also given invitations to three of us." Zhang Xiaozu said, reaching out to grab one.
He threw the baggage into Zhou Jianlai's arms and said, "The invitation is inside, as well as your clothes, which are tailor-made for you. Take them out and put them on. Everyone wears bright and beautiful clothes, so we can't let the price drop too much."
Zhou Jianlai nodded, opened the package, took out the invitation, opened it and looked at it. At the same time, he lightly kicked the wooden box with his toe and asked, "What's in here?"
"I originally wanted to bring the calligraphy, painting and calligraphy treasures in the Li family's treasury to give to the Duke of Guo as a homecoming gift, but who knew that the old man wouldn't like them." Niu Dawa said depressedly.
"Haha, if I had known this, you might as well have bought two sesame seed pancakes from Mrs. Wang's stall on the street. My master loves to eat them." Zhou Jianlai thought of the first time he came to the door, and couldn't help but smile. He opened the car curtain and happened to pass by.
Mrs. Wang's sesame cake stall, she hurriedly stopped the driver and asked him to stop, and then asked Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa: "Do you still have any use for this box?"
"We are both illiterate, so why do we need them?" Niu Dawa rolled her eyes.
"Then why not eat some sesame seed cakes instead." Zhou Jianlai said with a smile.
"Good idea." Niu Dawa's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard about the food. Without Zhou Jian's instructions, he picked up the wooden box and jumped out of the carriage, and went straight to Mrs. Wang's sesame cake stall. As he walked, he murmured: "The banquet starts at seven o'clock.
We must be late. In case we get there
They have eaten up all the delicious food at that time, so we should not be hungry all night. So, it is better to eat two sesame seed cakes to cushion your stomach."
"Grandma, are there any more sesame cakes?" Zhou Jianlai walked to the stall and asked with a smile. He had become familiar with Granny Wang these days, and Wei Zi loved eating them, so he would come to the stall to buy sesame cakes every day.
"Hey, it's Xiao Zhou. Are these two young masters your friends?" Mrs. Wang asked with a smile while working, and then said: "How many sheets do you want for the pot that has just come out of the oven?"
"Well, they are my brothers." Zhou Jianlai nodded and responded, "I want them all. My brother can eat them. Mother-in-law, you pack two of them first, and I will send them to Master."
"Master?!" When Mrs. Wang heard Zhou Jianlai address Wei Zi, her wrinkled face showed an expression of extreme surprise.
"Yes, you heard it right, Duke Guo has accepted me as his disciple." Zhou Jianlai said happily.
"Really? That's really great." Mrs. Wang suddenly choked up when she spoke, and there were even tears in the corners of her eyes. She turned sideways and wiped a few hands quietly.
"Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Jianlai asked in surprise.
"Hey, it's nothing, I'm just sentimental for a while." Mrs. Wang smiled, "Old lady, I have been selling sesame cakes here for decades, and I have always felt that Old Wei was lonely and helpless. In the past, there were a few servants around him,
At least it makes sense. But those servants have died one by one over the years, leaving him alone. He has no children and no friends. It's very pitiful to see him alone. I didn't hear that you worshiped him as your teacher. Think about it.
Even after he died, he would have someone to die with. I was happy for him for a moment, and my tears fell unsatisfactorily. Here, send it to your master as soon as possible while it's hot."
Mrs. Wang wrapped the two cakes and handed them to Zhou Jianlai.
"Hey, thank you." Zhou Jianlai took the sesame cake, turned around and ran towards the Songbai Courtyard.
"Mother-in-law, your craftsmanship is really amazing." Niu Dawa gave a thumbs up to Mrs. Wang and praised him. He didn't know what politeness meant. While Zhou Jianlai was talking to Mrs. Wang, he had already eaten two sesame seed cakes.
"Haha, young man, you can eat as long as you like." Mrs. Wang said happily. She seemed very happy, and the wrinkles on her face were almost squeezed together.
"Eat, eat, eat, feel free to eat, I'm in a good mood today and I won't charge you any money." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.
Bang Bang Bang
Niu Dawa slapped the wooden box with her hand and said with a smile: "Mother-in-law, I don't want to eat for free. These are all priceless treasures of calligraphy and painting. They are all given to you. You can sell them for money."
A quarter of an hour later, the three of them packed all the sesame cakes from Mrs. Wang's stall into the carriage, not forgetting to give the coachman four pieces to fill her stomach. The large wooden box of calligraphy and painting treasures was left to Mrs. Wang as money to buy the sesame cakes.
"The paintings are not as good-looking as those painted by Old Man Wei." After the carriage drove away, Mrs. Wang opened the wooden box, took out a painting, unfolded it and took a look at it. She shook her head with great disappointment. When she glanced, she saw the fire in the stove was dim.
Then he threw the words into the stove and burned them as firewood.
Then he picked up another piece of calligraphy and threw it into the stove before it was fully unfolded. He laughed and cursed: "What bad calligraphy? It's not as beautiful as the one I wrote."
If Zhang Xiaozu and the others knew that the calligraphy, painting and calligraphy treasures they left behind were so ruined by Mrs. Wang, they would definitely be dumbfounded.
However, if the Li family knew about it, they would definitely be so angry that they would vomit blood.
…
"Hey, the banquet is about to begin. Isn't your friend named Zhang Xiaozu here yet?" In the city lord's mansion, Yu Wenrui found Qi Yoyo in the corridor in the yard in front of the banquet hall and saw her looking towards the door.
He stepped forward and asked.
"Maybe he's not coming." Qi Yoyo said with a look of disappointment on his face. He turned to look at Yu Wenrui, put away the expression on his face, smiled and said: "Let's go, we won't wait for them." (https:
