Chapter 271: Old Zhao changed in the 13th year of Yongxing
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Chen Luo really didn't expect that Old Zhao and Zhao Qian would have such a relationship.
Listen to what he said slowly.
Chen Luo also knew something.
For example...
why did Lao Zhao join the Great Wall Guards?
And in relationships.
Zhao Qian should call him Lao Zhao because he is a great grandfather...
Hundreds of years ago, the Zhao family was also a high-ranking official, but under the influence of the White Lotus Sect, they were strangled by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty.
The Zhao family was affected.
So far, the Zhao family has surrendered its troops.
Damn it.
Lao Zhao was only in his twenties at the time, so he chose to join the Great Wall in the North.
Later, he met a woman at the border of the Great Wall and became pregnant.
Going round and round.
The blood of the Zhao family also entered the interior of the Zhou Dynasty from the border.
Very few people know about this matter. After all, things have changed in a hundred or two hundred years. Who knows that Old Zhao is still there?
Until Zhao Qian became the prime minister.
There happened to be records about the list of the Great Wall Guards in this Zhou army.
Zhao Jingfeng's name caught Zhao Qian's eyes.
It’s just that the place on the border of the Great Wall is very inaccessible to people.
He also wanted to go to the border to find his ancestors.
After all, I couldn't do anything,
so I sent someone to find out some information, and then I learned about the existence of Lao Zhao.
"Our family thinks that he may not even know that there are still descendants of his within this week."
Chen Luo smiled.
Zhao Qian said: "My ancestors have guarded the Great Wall in the north for hundreds of years and have never returned to the Zhou Dynasty. Naturally, we don't know about it. We, the descendants of the Zhao family, should not be disturbed... But we must let our ancestors know about our existence..." "I heard that my father-in-law is here
. I came back from the north, so I also want to know some stories about my ancestors from my father-in-law."
Chen Luo smiled and said: "That will probably be a long story."
"I will send someone to bring some wine.
" The story requires wine, after all, the two never leave home.
"No need."
Chen Luo took out the green gourd and said, "There is a pot of Hongchen wine here. Would the Prime Minister be willing to take a sip?" "
Why don't you dare?"
he said.
Chen Luo poured wine.
Zhao Qian drank it all in one gulp.
Hongchen wine is the medicinal wine that Chen Luo refined in the past.
A hundred years of time.
The powerful medicinal wine in the past has now become extremely docile.
"Good wine!"
Zhao Qian's eyes lit up slightly: "It is mellow in the mouth and has a long aftertaste... Is this wine Hongchen wine? Is there such a wine rarely in this world?" "
Of course."
"This wine is made from medicinal herbs that gather the aura of heaven and earth. After hundreds of years of precipitation and fermentation, it is naturally a good wine!" "
Can I have another glass?"
Zhao Qian said.
But gradually, this body became a little out of control.
He found... that he was floating up and out of control.
Not only that...
he also found that a very drunk person had been lying on the table in front of Mr. Chen Luo for some time.
"This is..."
He stared at Chen Luo with wide eyes, feeling surprised.
"No need to be surprised, our family just used some means to draw the Prime Minister's soul out of the body..."
He said: "Old Zhao's story is a little longer after all... Our family also wants to have a good chat with the Prime Minister, but Some of the stories are not very clear to our family, so I would like to ask Old Zhao to tell the story to the Prime Minister himself."
Chen Luo stretched out his hand.
He gently tapped Zhao Qian's eyebrows.
In an instant.
Zhao Qian turned into a stream of light, flew towards the Great Wall of the North, and finally disappeared.
And do all this.
Chen Luo lay down on the chair leisurely.
I don't know when a fan appeared in my hand, fanning it gently.
Occasionally take a sip of wine and eat a melon seed.
Or yawning.
He took out the quilt from the storage bracelet and covered himself with it, feeling his body suddenly warm.
This sleepiness is getting deeper and deeper.
The three little kids looked over.
"Don't look at it. Go practice boxing. If you have nothing to do, just clean the yard...but keep your voice down and don't disturb our family's sleep."
The three of them were helpless.
Before he could speak, Chen Luo began to snore lightly at some point.
"Sir, he is falling asleep faster and faster."
"Keep your voice down, so as not to disturb you."
"Yes."
The three of them carefully picked up the brooms and started cleaning the courtyard gently.
In the huge courtyard, the sound of rustling sweeping could occasionally be heard.
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The Great Wall of the North.
Yanmen Pass.
The snow is falling.
Lao Zhao sat on the city gate.
He was dressed in coarse linen.
Holding a flask in hand...
drinking occasionally.
As far as the eye can see, the sky is filled with wind and snow.
That wine pot was given by Chen Luo...
Chen Luo has been idle these years, maybe to improve the level of the weapon, or maybe he has too many materials and has no place to use them.
So I often made some small things.
The gourd in Lao Zhao's hand was made by Chen Luo.
Its effect is the same as that of the Green Gourd... Of course, this level is much higher than that of the Green Gourd, but Chen Luo is a nostalgic person, so naturally he is used to the Green Gourd.
Sudden.
Lao Zhao looked up.
In that windy and snowy day, a stream of light broke through the wind and snow and headed towards him.
Finally it fell in front of him.
When he saw this person, Lao Zhao was stunned for a moment.
Then he laughed,
"What's your name?"
"Zhao Qian!"
"Thank you for your hard work..."
With just a name, Zhao Qian knew who the person in front of him was.
Nianman...
original name is Zhang Nianman.
For the ancestors of the Zhao family...
...
three days later.
Zhao Qian woke up in the courtyard...
looked at Chen Luo who was practicing boxing in the courtyard and saluted.
After chatting for a while, they left.
Chen Luo didn't take it to heart.
I just feel a little sad that this story is indeed a bit long.
Three days...
that's really enough time to talk. ...
I don’t know how many years there are in this world.
Ten years of ups and downs in the world of mortals.
Ten years have passed since Chen Luo came out of the Library Pavilion in the west of Kyoto.
Time passed quietly, and it was the autumn of the thirteenth year of Yongxing.
The autumn wind is bleak.
The fallen leaves in Kyoto finally begin to fall.
I don’t know when the maple leaves in Nanyang Mountain have become as red as February flowers.
In the past ten years, both the Great Zhou and Kyoto and the world of cultivating immortals have been peaceful for the time being.
There are just some things that Chen Luo should keep in mind.
Yongxing six years.
Li Qiuliang entered Kyoto.
I came here this time not to ask about swordsmanship, but just to reminisce about old times.
I also asked some things about the Northern Territory...
When I heard that Chen Luo had known about the gathering of frost giants, he was quite surprised!
Yongxing seven years.
Letter from Red Sleeve.
Chen Luo was invited to Duanjian Valley.
Duanjian Valley is far away from Kyoto. Chen Luo went there a few times and then felt a little uncomfortable going there again.
Not that much.
It's just that the entire sect is made up of female cultivators.
In front of Hongxiu, Chen Luo couldn't be so presumptuous after all...
when he left.
And gold and silver were obtained.
Chen Luo felt that he had fallen a little, but it was not enough.
So...
one hundred taels a night, Chen Luo negotiated the price to fifty taels a night.
It has become much cheaper.
Want to cry but no tears, unable to laugh or cry.
Instead, Fan Yan wrote a letter saying that he would come to Kyoto to look for Chen Luo...
Over the years, Fan Yan was first in Shushan, and then traveled around the world and witnessed a lot. Now he heard that he was in Chunyang Palace.
When he heard the name Chunyang Palace, information that had been buried for a long time appeared in Chen Luo's mind.
Chunyang Palace...
Hualing, are you okay?
Chen Luo asked some questions...
Fan Yan said: "The master of Hua Palace passed away a hundred years ago. Now the only disciple of Chunyang Palace is Shen Yuan. This Shen Yuan is a disciple of Hualing..."
Shen Yuan...
Chen Luo was silent.
That child...
is he alone in Chunyang Palace again?
"You still don't want to stop this fateful prank?"
Chen Luo sighed.
From Lu Lingsha to Chen Ping.
From Chen Ping to Hualing.
From Hualing to Shenyuan.
If you miss it once, it will take hundreds of years to get that one time together?
Chen Luo thought of the former stone bridge under the Xianyang Bridge.
Five hundred years of wind blowing!
Five hundred years of rain.
Five hundred years of sunshine.
Finally seeking that meeting...
Now, how many reincarnations of life and death should Hualing and Shen Yuan go through before they can achieve perfection?
He doesn't know.
But I still hope to achieve positive results as soon as possible...
and give Na Ji Bao a perfect ending.
Yongxing ten years.
A ray of cold light passed by and entered Chen Luo's hand.
The letter is from Shen Qingshuang.
She asked Chen Luo when he would be back.
Chen Luo said it had been several years since she came back...
She stopped talking, and just said that she had to go into seclusion to fight for integration and could not go to Kyoto...
Chen Luo said with a smile: He can go to Xianxia Sect!
Later, there was no response.
It wasn’t until a month later that I responded with a yes.
Thinking about this sentence, she struggled with it for a long time.
Yongxing twelve years.
Chen Luo heard the news that a party had appeared in Danzhou.
For the Donglin Party!
The Donglin Party was formerly known as the White Lotus Sect.
It's different from before.
The White Lotus Sect is vigorously developing followers to expand its influence.
common people.
High official.
Comprehensive development!
Although it is huge in scale, it is extremely low-key and is a product of darkness.
But the Donglin Party is different.
They appeared in the light, developed among scholars, and formed an inherent party.
Donglin Academy was even established in Danzhou...
Donglin Academy was huge in scale. In the 12th year of Yongxing, among the 50,000 Jinshi, it occupied a quota of 1,000 people.
Although it is not comparable to Yushan Academy, it still has a huge influence.
Not only that.
Letter from Ning Caichen.
Some of the students who left Yushan Academy had a close relationship with the Donglin Party.
Chen Luo heard about it.
Xu Jiu just said: "If you cut it off, cut it off!"
Soon after, Baiyu Academy issued an order... No student is allowed to join the Donglin Party or have contact with it... Once discovered, relations with Yushan Academy will be severed.
And Yushan Academy also cut off those officials who came from Yushan Academy.
When this news came out, all the readers were shocked.
I don’t know when the Donglin Party offended Yushan Academy.
But for the invasion of Yushan Academy, the Donglin Party finally had to stop.
It's a headache to say the least.
For hundreds of years.
Any era is fine.
The White Lotus Sect cannot be exterminated no matter what.
Sometimes even Chen Luo is thinking that maybe the one who can truly accompany him for eternity is the White Lotus Sect.
...
the thirteenth year of Yongxing.
Autumn.
Chen Luo fished in the Wei River.
as usual.
There is no difference.
It is still sunny and sunny, and the autumn air is crisp.
However, it was also at this time...
boom!
The whole world roared, and Kyoto shook like an earthly dragon turning over.
The once peaceful Wei River turned into huge waves, and the willow trees on the riverside collapsed. Pedestrians on the street were unable to stand, and countless people fell down.
at the same time.
On the southern horizon.
A terrifying aura soared into the sky. Although it only lasted a little and disappeared, the moment that aura appeared, the entire world of immortality was completely shocked.
Even Chen Luo's expression changed.
Something happened...
(End of chapter)