I do research in ancient times

In troubled times, news always spread quickly, especially under the deliberate instigation and dissemination of Mo Zong's son's birth from the Lu family, and the appearance of the descendants of the great saints, these two things quickly spread throughout the Central Plains.

Jizi went to Bailukou, and the dragons in Jiuling City had no leader, and the atmosphere in the city was somewhat dark and turbulent.Although everyone goes to work and goes to school, but once they are free, everyone is a little bit uncertain, and they are not sure what the situation is now.

"Don't worry about anything else, but Juzi...won't really want to go back to that Lu family?"

Mu Donglai had a sad face when he came home from work today, and when he saw a woman with the same ugly face, he felt even more depressed.

His mother-in-law worked in the weaving workshop. Although her skills were average, she excelled in mathematics in the literacy class. She was careful and careful, and soon became an accountant in the weaving workshop.

Settling accounts is a major matter, and at the end of the year there will be a shortage of manpower, and his wife will occasionally lend out to other places to help, and she is considered a well-informed figure in the city.

Now the mother-in-law is also frowning, and Mu Donglai feels that it is probably related to Juzi's matter, and it is not good news.

"Who knows..."

His mother-in-law sat on the kang with a dazed expression on her face.

"After all, he is the number one family in the world. Who wouldn't want to have that kind of family background? Marriage in the future will be different from ours."

"Cough, you bitch, what nonsense!"

Mu Donglai doesn't like to hear these words.

Although he was also worried, but during lunch, he heard Xie Zeng read a few words, and he felt more confident.

"We Jizi are not like that!"

Mu Donglai stiffened his neck and repeated to his wife what Xie Zeng said at noon.

"He said his son is his son? I also said he is my grandson? These days, I have everything, but I can't recognize my ancestors indiscriminately!"

"We all grew up watching Juzi. This child has been in Mozong since he was a child. He is a direct disciple of Changshan, the sixth generation of Juzi. His father is Ning Sanchuan, and his mother is Xue Xiuer. When we got married, we gave him a How did the chicken belong to the Lu family?!"

"If you want me to tell you, this is those bullshit aristocratic families who see us as jealous and try every means to deceive people. We have fathers, mothers, ancestors and masters, so we won't be fooled by them!"

After saying a few words, like a bead of arrows, Mu Donglai's tightness in his chest was relieved a lot.

That's right, old man Xie is right!Everyone watched Juzi grow up. He even helped him change diapers when he was a child. Why did he become a member of the Lu family!

In the past, the baby was about to starve to death, stupid and lost his wits, and the Lu family never looked for anyone, but now that the baby is promising, they say it belongs to them. How can there be such a good thing in the world! ?

But everyone really thinks that Juzi is a child of the family, and Juzi was obviously raised by Mo Zong, and has a fart relationship with the Lu family!

"No, I have to go back to Tiefang, I have to teach the impatient kid a lesson!"

Mu Donglai jumped up from the kang, and walked out sullenly, muttering while walking.

"They're all unbearable. Before Juzi said anything, they all looked like the sky was falling... Sure enough, they have no hair on their mouths, and they can't do things well!"

Mu Donglai was furious and walked towards Tiefang, when he passed by Xuefang, he saw his disciples Liu Tie and Pinghua coming out of the teaching room together.

Both of them didn't notice him, they lowered their heads and didn't speak at first, but when they approached the door, they heard Pinghua speak first.

"What do you think about the blood of a saint?"

Liu Tie was taken aback, as if he didn't expect Pinghua to ask this question.

When he hesitated, Pinghua's eyebrows gradually became sharper.She stared at Liu Tie for a while, then suddenly sneered.

"So no matter what Jizi has done for you, what kind of saint are you still thinking about?"

She pulled back the broken hair in front of her forehead, raised her chest, and raised her chin proudly.

"I'm different from you. I have the opportunity given by Juzi today. I have nothing to do with any saint of yours, nor have I received any favor from him. Let me recognize that descendant as Mo Zong, for this Jiuling Master of the city, it is impossible to kill me!"

Having said that, she paused, with an undisguised mockery on her imprinted face.

"I said you Mozong disciples are really ridiculous. Obviously Mozong is not a bloodline successor. I heard that you have no kinship with the disciples of the past dynasties. How come a person who claims to be a descendant of a sage jumped out and you ran away? ?”

"No, I didn't."

Liu Tie was not good at talking, so he couldn't beat Pinghua's eloquence. Seeing the other party's uneasy expression, the young man was so anxious that he was sweating profusely. He managed to seize the time when the other party was speaking, and hurriedly explained.

"I don't want to follow the descendants of the patriarch."

"Not only did I not, but the people in Tiefang didn't take this matter to heart. Regardless of whether that person is a descendant of a saint, our Mozong has no successor to the throne, so what does it have to do with the position of Juzi?"

"Jizi was chosen by the Master of Juzi Ling, everyone is very convinced, even if the patriarch comes back, he can't break the rules of the sect."

Having said that, he scratched his head, his dark face was faintly hot.

"I just didn't expect...you told me...this..."

Mu Donglai stopped eavesdropping on the latter words.

He is a person who has experienced it, seeing Pinghua's calm eyes and the stupid apprentice's stammering nonsense, how can he not know that this pair of men and women have so much meaning for each other?

Just like Liu Tie said, everyone has never taken matters of saints and descendants to heart.

Even if this person has some connection with Mo Zong, he is not a disciple of Mo Zong after all, so he has to ask Juzi what he means when he comes to Jiuling City as a guest. After all, Mo Zong is not the place where father and son inherit, and no one can shake Ning Juzi's position in Mo Zong .

What's more, Juzi was the one who pulled Mo Zong out of the predicament of being on the verge of extinction.The big guy is able to have the comfortable scenery today, it is all taught by Ji Zi, without Ji Zi, Mo Zong would have starved to death, everyone has to admit this.

As for how to deal with the clamor of the descendants, we still have to wait for Jizi to come back from Bailukou to make a decision.Everyone is now afraid that Juzi won't return to the city, as long as Juzi's boat enters the Jiuling City Wharf, this hanging heart can be put into the stomach!

Compared to the certainty of the disciples of Mozong, many people who thought they could watch the excitement became restless.

In Ding'an City, seeing that Jiuling Lake was calm and there was no movement at all, the businessmen who had good things went to Zhuque Street to find the shopkeeper, Aunt Mei, for news.

Everyone now knows that the shop "Ningcun Workshop" belongs to Mo Zong, and even the "Shi Jian" fast food shop that is very popular in Ding'an City is also Mo Zong's property, and it is inextricably linked with Jiuling City wisps of relationship.

Aunt Mei is still the chief shopkeeper of Mozong's export sales, and has dealt with countless merchants. Although she is in business, there are always some who can speak to the tempered, and occasionally chat a few more words.

For example, today, this is a merchant who specializes in traveling to South County, and he told Aunt Mei the news of the saint's descendants immediately.He thought Mo Zong would be in turmoil, but now the structure seems to be unresponsive, which made him very puzzled.

"The great-great-grandson of the great virtuous sage said it was written by his grandfather Gao. If they want to inherit the Mo Zong lineage, the shopkeeper Mei is not a Mo Zong disciple, right? Don't you worry about being stripped of your job?"

He has a good relationship with Mrs. Mei, so asking this way also means worrying about the other party.After all, if the store really changed its manager, it would be difficult for him to reconnect with him.

Aunt Mei glanced at him, pointed at the door plaque of the store, and smiled relaxedly.

"Do you know the words on the plaque outside?"

Merchants are not literate, but he knows the four symbols on the plaque outside the shop.

"Ning-village-workshop, why did the shopkeeper ask this question?"

"Since you know that this shop is called Ningcun Workshop, you must also understand who owns this workshop."

Hearing what she said, the merchant was taken aback.

Ningcun Workshop...

Mo Zong's Juzi seems to be surnamed Ning...

Seeing that he had realized something, Aunt Mei smiled calmly and did not hide it.

"This shop was originally owned by the eldest son, but later it was transferred to my family, Mr. Ning. The Ningcun workshop is naturally surnamed Ning. What's so scary about me doing things with my husband?"

"but……"

The merchant scratched his head.

"But isn't that the descendant of Mo Zong's ancestor?"

"He also said that he has a handwritten book in his hand, and he wants to be the master of Mozong. Can you stop him?"

"I can't stop it."

Aunt Mei shook her head.

"He has nothing to do with me, why should I stop him from doing what he wants to do?"

"It's just that he wants Mo Zong, so he has to ask Mo Zong's disciples to agree. The great sage has been dead for more than 100 years. Who knows if he is an impostor? As soon as this matter comes out, the Lu family over there will admit it." Mr. Ning is a son, a fool can't see the tricks in it."

Having said that, the aunt Hu Ren snorted softly, and looked at the merchant with an idiotic look.

"Isn't it because we, Mr. Ning, are capable, and want to cheat him to work for him? I think this Lu family is too ignorant. Do you think that you have to be grateful for sending a father? It's not in the building, and the son can recognize it randomly." ?!"

If Lu Tao heard these words, he might vomit three liters of blood again.

He expected to use Qaida to shake Ning Fei's position, but this alienation strategy didn't work at all. Against the backdrop of Ning Saw's thick golden thighs, the aura of the great saint was so dim that it was almost invisible. It would be better if he recognized his son. The movement is big.

For this matter, Lu Tao is also puzzled.

As far as he knew, the two things Mozong's disciples cared about the most, one was to return to the Yunfu Mountain Academy, and the other was to worship the patriarch, Yue Wanfeng.

As a result, some time ago, Feng Kai led troops to recover the old capital, and the Yunfu Mountain Academy not far from the old capital naturally became the domain of the Feng family.

All the people in the Central Plains thought that Mo Zong would return to the mountains, but they worked in Jiuling City and gave lectures. The Mo Zong Medical Workshop also invited disciples from all over the world to exchange skills. Let's go to Yunfu Academy.

When people with good deeds asked about it, Mo Zong's disciples still looked confused.

"Ah? Why do you want to go back? Is Jiuling City not good?"

He looked at the eyes of a fool.

"What's there in Yunfu Academy? The few bamboo buildings in the mountains are not as grand as the Xinshijian. Who can't live with the grand tile-roofed house, and has to guard the thatched cottage?"

When he said this, the person who asked the question also laughed.

Isn't that the reason? It's just a house, so there's nothing I can't let go of.

The reborn Mo Zong, now that the city has been built, who still cares about the dilapidated cottage? !

But in fact, some people still care.

Chai Da stood in the courtyard, bowed three times in the direction of Yunfu Academy, and then was led into Lu Tao's study by Chang Sui.

"Someone must be discrediting my background!"

He cut to the chase.

"That brat who usurped the power, he knows in his heart that I am the righteous master of Mozong, so he wants to do everything possible to deny the connection between me and the ancestors, and deny the legitimacy of my position as Juzi!"

"It must be he who told Mo Zong's idiots that my barbarian cannot be a descendant of a saint! He dared not let Mo Zong's disciples see me, because I have a saint's handwriting in my hand!"

Lu Tao got a headache from his noise and frowned slightly.

"Really? Do you really have Yue Wanfeng's handwriting? Why do you never show it?"

"This is my ancestor's secret token, and Mo Zong's Juzi Order is needed to open the inheritance."

Chaida vowed to be authentic.

"My ancestor is the chosen one, and the bloodline of the chosen one is extremely noble, and only this can open the true inheritance of Mozong."

"When I get to Mo Zong's Ancestral Hall, Ji Ziling will naturally prove my identity. When I take out my ancestor's own handwriting and Mo Zong's treasure map, that hypocrite will no longer be able to deceive the world and seek power!"

He spoke generously and indignantly, as if he had fallen into such a precarious situation, it was all the fault of that bullying boy far away in Jiuling City, and he just waited for a master Qingtian to avenge his grievances.

Lu Tao thought for a while, reached out to pick up a confidential letter on the case, and handed it to Chai Da.

"In that case, you can go."

"The time has already been said, and the descendants of the sage are welcome to visit Mozong."

Looking at Chai Da with a stunned face, Lu Tao felt bored, and didn't have the patience to spend more time talking about this person.

"I'll send someone to take you there. This is a great opportunity, you should seize it."