Everyone looked at Liu Mingzhi with their mouths agape.
Apparently he didn't recover from his words.
As we all know, the leader of the White Lotus cult has been executed, and there is still a lack of a tombkeeper next to Mother Wu’s grave.
These words are tantamount to Liu Mingzhi letting Ling Daoming go.
The tea cup in Ling Daoming's hand slipped quietly: "Zhi'er, do you know what you are talking about?"
Liu Mingzhi breathed out a sigh of relief, looked at Zhang Kuang beside him with eager eyes, and loudly shouted two words: "Uncle!"
Liu Zhian came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Kuang eagerly, obviously wanting to wait for him to speak the answer he wanted.
Zhang Kuang held the tea cup in his hand tightly, the veins in his fists were exposed and trembling, showing his inner uneasiness.
Although he sympathized with Ling Daoming's experience, he was loyal to the court in his heart, which made it quite difficult for him to make this promise.
"Brother, please promise him that without the leader, my little sister would not be here today. The leader is a pitiful person just like daddy!"
From behind the screen in the room, Murong Shan slowly walked out wearing a plain white dress that wrapped her proud body. When she saw Liu Mingzhi, her eyes were a little dodgey.
Liu Mingzhi watched with surprise as Murong Shan suddenly stood up and seemed a little at a loss: "Shan'er, why are you here?"
Murong Shan looked at Liu Mingzhi with a tangled expression, and glanced at Zhang Guang, who was sitting there with a somewhat stiff body: "You should call me aunt!"
"Aunt...aunt...aunt?"
Murong Shan nodded quietly: "Your uncle is my adopted brother, it is reasonable for you to call me aunt! Just pretend that the past things have never happened, and let everything disappear with the wind!"
Liu Zhi'an stood up hurriedly, rubbed his hands and looked at Murong Shan cheerfully: "Daughter-in-law, you can't be impulsive. One code must be the same. What uncle is not uncle? If you were to count it out, Zhi'er would have to call this kid arrogant.
Cousin, won't your seniority be reversed? People of the same generation can get married wherever they go! Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive!"
"Yes, the old man is right. Besides, didn't I say that we all have different opinions? If you feel that you are at a disadvantage, the worst is that I will call you aunt, you will call me husband, I will call uncle, and he will call you uncle.
Little sister, it’s not a problem at all!”
Liu Zhi'an nodded hurriedly: "Yes, yes, my daughter-in-law, if you feel you are not used to calling me brother, it's okay. As long as you and Zhi'er live a good life, it's okay for me to call you aunt. Don't be impulsive!"
"
Zhang Kuang clapped his fingers and muttered. After wrangling for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out. He looked at Liu Zhi'an with a slightly blue face.
God damn, as long as you live a good life with my son, I'll have no problem calling you aunt.
Ling Daoming also looked at Liu Zhi'an in astonishment, Xindao's second brother's shameless style really hasn't changed at all from when he was young!
Murong Shan Yihong looked at Liu Mingzhi complicatedly: "Ethical principles have been around since ancient times. Liu Mingzhi, don't be obsessed with it. We are not understood by the world at all when we are together. I can't get over the hurdle in my heart. From now on, you and I will have nothing but family ties."
Don’t mix other emotions!”
Liu Mingzhi gritted his teeth and raised his palm, making several gestures to Murong Shan.
Murong Shanfeng closed her eyes and raised her head to face Liu Mingzhi, "Fight, fight, fight, even if I beat my aunt to death, I won't look back!"
Murong Shan didn't even care about Mr. Liu's previously failed moves.
Liu Mingzhi gasped and sat back on the chair: "Okay, okay, this sycamore tree in the Liu family can't keep your golden phoenix, so I'll be your Ying'an County Lord!"
Murong Shan's eyes flashed with a trace of sadness, and she finally put it back and gently walked to Zhang Kuang and sat down next to her.
"Brother, please promise him. You can understand this feeling best. How innocent and helpless Daddy was at the beginning!"
Zhang Kuang stared at Murong Shan quietly for a while.
"Little sister, as a brother..."
With a plop, Liu Mingzhi knelt on the ground and knelt in front of Zhang Kuang: "Uncle, if the eldest brother were here, he would definitely beg you like this. The two guards and soldiers all know that the leader of the White Lotus has been killed! I know that I am sorry for the casualties.
Brothers, no one wants to see it reach this point!"
"Insolent, I, Liu Zhi'an, would like to join my third brother in offering incense and praying for the dead soldiers during the holidays, and asking my third brother to chant sutras and pray for them!"
"Sworn brother!"
With a bang, the chair that Zhang Kuang sat on turned into crumbs. Zhang Kuang stood up with a complex expression: "I came to Jiangnan and only found the orphan of my adoptive father. I didn't see anything else!"
After saying that, she walked towards the door vigorously. Murong Shan nodded at Ling Daoming and chased Zhang Kuang out with a worried look on her face.
"Third brother, you can survive! Did you hear me?"
Ling Daoming looked at Liu Mingzhi complicatedly: "Aren't you afraid that Uncle San will cause trouble again?"
Liu Mingzhi pondered for a moment and stared at Liu Zhi'an: "Old man, if I give up my life, my third uncle is not allowed to set foot in Jiangnan. Otherwise, don't blame your son for not caring about blood relatives. Can you do it?"
Liu Zhi'an's chest thumped: "Don't worry, Zhi'er, I will keep an eye on your third uncle even if he doesn't eat or drink, and I promise not to let him step out of Jiangnan!"
"Uncle Third, can you agree?"
Ling Daoming lowered his head and pondered for a while: "I want to meet your uncle and the others!"
Liu Mingzhi felt relieved, knowing that Ling Daoming had agreed to his request.
I am not a saint, and I don't want to see the old man in grief. I also have selfish motives.
It is easy to say what the Great Master says, but there are only a few people in the world who can do it.
After all, I am no longer a common person.
He could let Ling Daoming go once to save the old man's face, but if Ling Daoming persisted, he would have no choice but to sacrifice the Heavenly Sword.
Let him go once because of family ties, kill him out of principle, it all depends on Ling Daoming's choice.
"Second brother, I want to talk to Mingzhi alone, is it okay?"
"No problem, tell me, tell me openly, whatever you want to say, even if you want to go to the brothel, my second brother will take care of it for you!"
"Thank you, second brother. I'm afraid you will be hung up and beaten by second sister-in-law again!"
"She dares to rebel. I will give it to her..." Liu Zhi'an suddenly stopped and looked deeply at Liu Mingzhi: "Zhi'er, you and your father are still the same.
With my mother?"
"Of course I kissed daddy!"
"That's good, that's good. Third brother, don't worry. Let's go to Qixiu Tower and have a drink today. Your sister-in-law dares to say that I will divorce her without saying a word!"
"Second brother, let me talk to Mingzhi first!"
"Okay, okay, second brother, leave now!"
"Third uncle, what do you want to say? My nephew is all ears!"
"Zhi'er, even though Third Uncle didn't watch you grow up, he still understands you as a person. The reason why you changed from reading poetry and books to becoming a romantic person is because of this child Wei'er."
"Third uncle didn't expect that everything would turn out like this. It can only be said that it was fate. Third uncle can also see what happened to you, the ninth elder and the first elder!"
"Third uncle, do you know everything?"
"Zhi'er, don't let down those who care about you. The third uncle doesn't want to see what happened to Ling'er happen again to you. The third uncle wants to tell you......"
Liu Mingzhi packed up his robe and saluted Ling Daoming.
"Third uncle, my nephew has said goodbye! I hope you can change your mind. My nephew will let you go once, but I won't let you go a second time!"
"Mingzhi, third uncle, thank you!"
Liu Mingzhi walked out of the room and looked at the snowflakes floating in the sky: "Old man, I'm going back first!"
"Slow down, the snowy road is slippery, don't fall to your death!"
The corner of Liu Mingzhi's mouth twitched, and he finally understood who his bitchy character resembled.
"Gu...Shan'er, where is uncle?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Murong Shan who was standing motionless in the courtyard and walked over.
Murong Shan frowned and looked at Liu Mingzhi: "I told you that we will be aunt and nephew from now on!"
Liu Mingzhi recalled what his third uncle had said in his mind. He rubbed his hands and threw himself on the snow, hugging Murong Shan's legs and wailing.