The first cause of all realms

Chapter 350 The Seventh Generation Montenegro Old Demon? (first update)
"What, what!"

Yu Fengxian took a few steps back, her ears turned red, seeing the old lady looking at her with a smile, she immediately refused:

"Grandma, what are you talking about, why, just..."

"If you want to recruit a son-in-law in the next year, won't you have to give birth to a few fat boys in a few years?"

The old lady smiles.

"ah!"

The small courtyard was steaming with steam. Hearing these words, Yu Fengxian couldn't hold back completely, and fled away with a big knife. Hearing the teasing laughter behind him, his footsteps were faster, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"This little girl finally knows how to be shy."

Looking at the back of his granddaughter going away, Zhang Wen'an smiled, and turned to look at the old woman: "But what sister-in-law said is a joke, right?"

It is true that it is a taboo to spread the Dharma among the family, but it is a done deal and the boy has also comprehended the Invincible Tiangang, and the old people in the clan can only hold their noses to admit it.

only……

"Yes and no."

There was no smile on the old lady's face.

"How to say?"

Zhang Wen'an said in a deep voice:

"A few days ago, I also took a look at that kid's file. This kid's background is really bad. He has no teacher, no connections, and he is ruthless. He was wanted because he was in the street Ling Chi Nie Wendong..."

Having said that, he paused, glanced at the old lady's expression, and said:
"Those who started from humble beginnings, have a bumpy journey, and are inevitably cynical. Such a person, no matter how talented they are, may not be a good match..."

The old lady was noncommittal, and after he finished speaking, she said lightly:

"Come out!"

"Ok?"

Zhang Wen'an frowned, turned his eyes to look, and was startled:
"Huang Sixiang?"

The visitor was dressed thinly and had a sallow complexion, but he was Huang Sixiang. He came out to greet the two of them, and greeted them with a smile.

He used to be the commander of Jinyiwei in Yunzhou. Although he retired due to serious injuries, he still recognized the two in front of him.

"Xu Wenji sent you here as a lobbyist to protect that kid?"

Suddenly, Zhang Wen'an realized why his old sister-in-law wanted to 'recruit a son-in-law'.

"My lord heard about the rumors about Bubai Tiangang, and sent Huang to come here to meet the old lady."

Huang Sixiang clasped his fists in response, but his palms were a little wet.

In fact, Xu Wenji sensed something was wrong as early as when Yang Jue revealed the true power of the Qinglong. When Qiu Zhanyu sent back the news of Pingdushan, he immediately sent him to Daocheng.

He didn't stop all the way, turning from land to water, and it took more than a month before he managed to arrive at Longyuan Palace in the early morning.

"Why, Xu Wenji also wants to take care of my Zhang family's affairs? He's too lenient!"

Zhang Wen'an was displeased.

"okay!"

The old lady looked as usual, and motioned for Huang Sixiang to continue.

The latter nodded and said just now: "As Mr. Zhang said, the boss sent Huang here with the intention of protecting Yang Prison, but more, it is to plan for the future of the palace."

"Heh~ This rhetoric was taught to you by Xu Wenji, right?"

Zhang Wenan sneered:
"This is what the old man dislikes most about him! He wants to protect someone, but he doesn't say it outright, he wants to make it up!"

"Is it a cover, Mr. Zhang doesn't know?"

Huang Sixiang didn't feel annoyed, just took a deep look at him, and asked:
"The old prince has been in a coma for nearly twenty years, is there any way to recover?

The little prince loves leisure and hates work, he admires men and stays away from women, what should he do?The second young master has been imprisoned for many years and has practiced evil methods. How do you treat him?

What can the third son do if he admires Buddhism and does not leave the temple for 20 years? "

Huang Sixiang's words were sharp, his words sonorous, and he exposed the scars of the palace mercilessly, making Zhang Wen'an's face turn blue, and his anger surged up, but he had nowhere to vent.

Because, this is exactly the hidden worry of his insomnia at night.

"There is no invincible flower in the world. Ups and downs are the cycle of heaven. Why should the second child be angry?"

Seeing that Zhang Wen'an's veins were bulging like they were about to break out, the old lady just sighed, her tone was desolate, and there was a hint of deep helplessness and annoyance:
"If it was back then, the old man would be tougher..."

"sister in law!"

Zhang Wen'an interrupted in a deep voice, and looked at Huang Sixiang coldly:
"The old man would like to hear what sophistry Xu Wenji has!"

Huang Sixiang replied:

"My lord once said that the last strength of King Longyuan's lineage lies in the little princess. If he wants to break the situation, he must recruit a son-in-law."

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Wen'an sneered back:
"Even if it's about recruiting a son-in-law, with my Fengxian's status, character, and qualifications, I can choose from a famous family in the world. Why should I choose the son of a jailer who is wanted by the court?"

"This son has three good things, Mr. Huang can come with them one by one."

Huang Sixiang didn't change his expression, and said slowly:
"First, he is not from a rich family, and he has no family constraints. The benefits are self-evident."

Zhang Wen'an was noncommittal.

"Secondly, he is extremely talented. According to the boss, in the past 50 years in the three states of Longyuan, only Wang Muzhi, Wei Zhengxian, Han Bai and others can barely compare.

Future achievements are unlimited! "

"Is it exaggerated?"

Zhang Wenan couldn't bear it anymore.

"If you don't have such talent, how can you comprehend the 'Invincible Tiangang'?"

Zhang Wen'an was speechless for a moment.

"Third."

Huang Sixiang elongated his voice, but looked at the old lady: "The little princess has the same interests as him, and both admire martial arts. If they become a couple, they will be harmonious."

"Um……"

Hearing this, the old lady's eyes moved, but she didn't express her opinion. Zhang Wen'an saw her reaction, and his heart sank:

"The identity of the person is unknown, and his history before being adopted is blank. If..."

"Xu Wenji, the elder of Shilin, a great Confucian of a generation, can he be regarded as a status if he is crowned and named?"

Now, Zhang Wen'an had no choice but to shut up.

Of course Xu Wenji's power cannot be compared with that of the Longyuan Palace, but the veterans of the two dynasties, both in politics and in the army, have been favored and left behind. There are nine ways in the world, and I don't know how many people call themselves his disciples.

Such potential influence is actually extremely terrifying.

"I have to ask Fengxian herself about the important matter of marriage, so let's press it."

The old lady spoke:

"Master Xu sent you here, do you have something to bring?"

"The old lady's eyes are as bright as a torch, but she has something to bring, and she has to come out from the old lady, and she has to take something..."

While speaking, Huang Sixiang took out a yellowed ancient book.

"Um?!"

Seeing this book, the expressions of the two principals in the palace were the same:
"This is, the Royal Order!"

Looking at this ancient book, Zhang Wen'an gasped, the old lady frowned slightly, and then stretched herself, she opened it casually, and there was a corner of a page.

"What does your lord want?"

Huang Sixiang bowed slightly:
"I want a bunch of repairs."

"Um?!"

Hearing these words, Zhang Wen'an was moved.

"it is good."

The old lady was overjoyed when she heard the words, took off the beads on her wrist, and handed them to Huang Sixiang:
"This is a Buddhist bead I got from Lanke Temple. Although it is not a treasure, it is enough for people to wear. It will prevent all kinds of diseases and nourish the body.

Shu Xiu, who is a Phoenix Immortal, I hope you don't dislike him..."

"That's it, Mr. Huang resigns."

Respectfully receiving the beads, Huang Sixiang stepped back and left.

At this time, Zhang Wen'an saw the opened page of the Imperial Letter, with vermilion handwriting like a knife's edge, circled a line, full of murderous intent:
"Taizu's great edict has a saying: Anyone is allowed to arrest officials who disturb and harm the people, their officials, leaders, and everyone else, and those who dare to obstruct them will be punished by their families!"

From ancient times to the present, there is only one person who dares to order the people to hold and kill officials!

Looking at the murderous Da Gao, Zhang Wen'an fell silent, and then smiled again:
"Our family shouldn't care about family background... The old man is a little curious at this moment, what's so great about that kid, it's worth Xu Wenji's planning for him like this."

"The imperial patent, no wonder he asked us. Only we can use the imperial patent to exonerate that kid..."

The old lady closed her mouth and went back to her room slowly:
"You send someone to send him off, otherwise..."

Zhang Wen'an's heart shuddered.

……

……

Snapped!
On a simple stage, Xingmu reshots.

The storyteller cleared his throat:

"It is said that between the white mountain and the black water, there is a Seven Killing Shrine! This shrine is incredible. According to legend, when it was built, the Golden Tent Royal Court sent hundreds of thousands of people to dig the hill..."

"Why do you say so much in the preface?"

The storyteller didn't finish his sentence, when someone shouted from below: "You old guy is not very kind, every time you tell a story, you talk a lot about it!

I have a good memory, so I don't need you to help me remember! "

"It's a pole, it's a pole!"

The rest of the spectators also echoed.

A storytelling session takes half an hour, and the previous article requires a cup of tea, who can bear it?

"Everyone, everyone!"

The storyteller hurriedly bowed his hands to calm the restlessness of the audience, and did not dare to babble any more, and cut to the point:
"It is said that the Seven Killing Shrine has been passed down from generation to generation, and the six generations of Black Mountain old demons are all top masters in the world, and they have been worshiped as gods by the grassland tribes for generations!

Especially the contemporary Black Mountain old demon, who has long been promoted to the rank of Martial Saint, is unbelievably tyrannical! "

The spectator interrupted again: "If this Montenegrin old demon is really so tyrannical, how dare Ma Longtu challenge him?"

"you!"

Mr. Storyteller was horrified, but he had no choice but to answer:

"It is said that the reason why this Black Mountain old demon is so powerful is actually because it has been passed down from generation to generation. Before each generation of Black Mountain old demon dies, he will pass on his life's skills to his disciples..."

"The picture of Ma Long is called a challenge, but he actually wants to be recognized by him and become the seventh generation of the old black mountain demon!"

……

On the sixth floor by the window, Yang Jue listened to the din of the restaurant, and at the same time flipped through the information collected by the Lianshengjiao, as well as some secret records.

Perhaps there was a shadow left in the past, but when Yang Jue was not so busy, he would always find a restaurant, order some food and wine, and taste it slowly.

Lin Wenjun and Yu Lingxian are also there.

Looking at Yang Qiu who was drinking, eating, drinking, and flipping through files from time to time, the two women felt their teeth itch, and they suffered a lot in the past few days.

'It is said that this kid angered the imperial court, why didn't anyone chase him down? !Are the people from the Six Doors and Jinyiwei all dead? '

Lin Wenjun wrapped himself up tightly, and he was full of slander in his heart.

It was also the first time for her to see such a wanted criminal who was at ease, but she also knew very well that it was helped by his lightness kung fu and Yu Lingxian's idiot white crane.

If you want to capture this person, even the great master may not be able to do it.

　Excessive chapters, take it easy.

　
(End of this chapter)