The moonlight is Yiyi, and the Xuan window is slightly bright.
The moment Li Daozong pushed open the door, a middle-aged beautiful woman appeared in front of him by candlelight.
"Zong'er..."
"Mother."
Shang Huixian, Li Daozong's mother, Li Muru's first wife, this woman who almost single-handedly smashed Yijian Villa into pieces, looks so pure and gentle, tender and graceful, anyone who sees this body and face , I can't even imagine what kind of ambition and desire is under this mask, but in front of Li Daozong, she is always a loving mother who loves her son and loves her son, and even loves him very much.
A pair of jade hands brushed Li Daozong's swollen cheeks, where was the sequelae of Li Muru's slap, he didn't exercise his skills to eliminate it, but let the burning pain stay on his face, so as to relieve the pain in his heart.
"Zong'er, you have been wronged..." Shang Huixian had tears in her eyes, but she didn't know how to comfort her son.
Li Daozong smiled, "Mom, you've lost weight again."
Shang Huixian smiled heartily.
Fighting for power and profit for decades, it was to win for myself back then, but now, isn't it for my son
"Why did mother come to Hedong Mansion?"
Shang Huixian sighed softly, sat down slowly, and said: "It's not because of the big changes in the village, what's the use of me staying in the village alone? Senior sister and your uncle... well, I can't control their thoughts, but I can persuade your father. Over the years, your father's mind has become so fast that I can't even understand him. I just want to persuade your father to go back to find your uncle, help him recover his skills, and save the world from danger. …”
Li Daozong sighed secretly, his mother's mind was still so simple.
Change
Has the father changed
Maybe he is not the gentle and elegant gentleman she remembered, but his ambition has probably never changed, it's just that he was suppressed by his uncle before, but now he is completely indulged.
"Mom, it's better to save some effort..." Li Daozong said slowly, "Father... I'm afraid you can't convince me."
Shang Huixian showed a worried expression and was speechless for a while.
After a few breaths, she smiled slightly, and said to Li Daozong: "Zong'er still tell mother, what have you experienced in the past few days after you left Yijian Villa? Seeing that you have become dark and thin, you must have eaten A lot of suffering... "
Li Daozong knew that his mother was just looking for an excuse to keep him and was not interested in those things. She just wanted to take a good look at herself and stay with her for a while.
He decided to stay and say some seemingly useless things, the important thing is not the content, but the process. To stay by mother's side, to accompany, to talk, is to do the child's filial piety.
In the long night, in the candlelight, there are only the voices of children and mothers surprised, whispering and chuckling.
Outside the window, among the flowers under the moonlight, Jiang Feiran held the sword in his hand, with a bit of relief and a bit of loneliness in his eyes.
A soft sigh sounded not far away, Jiang Feiran did not turn around, Li Muxian came out casually, and said lightly: "Fool, why are you bothering, you clearly know that I will bring him back to see you, why do you avoid seeing him?" Woolen cloth?"
Jiang Feiran smiled lightly, and said: "Now is not necessarily the best time, we are still young, and there will be many opportunities in the future. Besides, Auntie misses Daozong very much, and at this time, let them want to see, let them meet the people they cherish, whether it is It is good for aunt and Daozong."
Li Muxian took a deep look at this beautiful and intelligent woman, and nodded in agreement.
Look at the people you care about more, and the irritating things around you, so you don't care so much.
…
The lobby of the palace was once again brightly lit.
There was constant laughter and laughter, and the "king of the mountain" Huangfu Shouzhuo threw a big banquet to celebrate Li Moyin's victory.
After drinking for three rounds, the maids presented delicacies like a stream, and everyone ate heartily.
During the banquet, Li Moyin presented the golden mace obtained from Zhu Shengbei, and said with a smile: "My lord, I got this from the 'golden mace' Zhu Shengbei this morning, so I gave it to my lord as a souvenir..."
Huangfu Shouzhuo was overjoyed and said with a smile: "It's so good, it's so good! This thing is the first contribution made by Sect Master Li for this king. This king set up a 'Hall of Meritorious Merit', enshrined this thing inside, and recorded the name of the Sect Master. The great merit will be passed on to all generations.”
During the banquet, all the officials and nobles were rich and honored, and they all praised the benevolence, righteousness and wisdom of the backer king.
Li Moyin said indifferently: "My lord is indeed a virtuous lord. If there is such a place to show his merits and virtues, then it is afraid that no one will fight the enemy bravely and strive for meritorious deeds? This suzerain hereby wishes the lord a victory and be honored as a great treasure!" During the meeting He gave a salute and handed out the golden mace.
Someone handed the golden mace to the emperor.
Huangfu Shouzhuo looked at it for a while, then smashed it casually, with a bang, the blue bricks on the ground shattered, sinking more than three inches deep, the backer king was startled, and curiously asked: "This king's martial arts is low, I can't imagine that this golden mace is so good." Uncommon, I don’t know if this thing can be regarded as a magic weapon?”
Li Moyin said: "A little less."
The backer king sighed helplessly, and said: "It's a pity that this king kept a low profile and didn't accumulate treasures. Otherwise, if there are magic soldiers to suppress the suppression, it will definitely increase a lot of luck."
During the banquet, Dai Hu laughed and said, "It's not that difficult. You just need to find out the news about the magic weapon, and your subordinates can buy it for the prince."
Not only did everyone laugh loudly during the banquet, but the sect masters of the Demon Sect even snorted coldly, with sarcasm on their faces.
Backer King didn't want his subordinates to lose face, so he said with a smile: "Mr. Dai was joking, it has been hard to find magic soldiers since ancient times, so who is willing to sell them?"
"Seven Stars Hand" Tao Wu said: "If you can't buy it, even if you grab it, you have to grab it for the prince."
Feng Zong Dongfang Xu couldn't help laughing and said: "It's such a simple idea, then there are two peerless magic weapons in Fengyi Pavilion, why don't Brother Tao help me grab one and appreciate one or two?"
"You..." This was meant to please the prince, but he didn't expect to be squeezed out. Tao Wu was at a loss for words, his face flushed with anger.
"Amitabha!" "Demon Monk" Wuyuan said at this time: "The magic weapon is not invincible, it mainly depends on the person who uses the weapon. The prince should focus on gathering talents, not the dead things of the magic weapon."
"King of the mountain" Huangfu Shouzhuo slapped his thigh, laughed and said, "Master Wuyuan is worthy of being an expert in Buddhism and worthy of my king's counselor, but what he thinks is in line with my wish. , you don’t have to take it to heart.”
"My lord is wise."
"Demon Monk" Wuyuan nodded, and said again: "However... Although talents are more important than magic weapons, the matter of 'luck' that the prince said must be carefully considered. Since ancient times, the folks have said: 'Shen soldiers are Those who are virtuous live here', divine soldiers can indeed gather people's popularity and gain world fame, this is what the prince said about luck, from this point of view, if the prince can obtain one or two divine soldiers, he will surely become famous and gain Unlimited reputation."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the Demon Sect, including Li Moyin, nodded their heads frequently.
Huangfu Shouzhuo was overjoyed and said, "I don't know why Master taught me?"
Wuyuan said: "There are only three ways to obtain divine weapons: first, hire master swordsmiths to forge them, but the success rate is low, and it is not easy for us to hire the five major swordsmith masters in the world; Few, but most of them have long been wiped out by the people. Maybe there are magic soldiers hanging on the walls of the farmers, just lamenting that the time is not right, the prince can spread the news and buy magic soldiers. Today there is "Wanjin Buying Divine Weapons", which have the same function, you can increase your prestige for the prince, and you can also collect magical weapons, the best of both worlds, but it takes a long time and the result is not clear; the third is to seize the reputation in history Prominent warriors, either search for ancient tombs, or try to seize them, such as the 'Supreme Dragon Sword' in the Bronze Dragon Pagoda, such as the 'Supreme Heavenly Sword' in the hands of Zhan Donglai on Sansheng Island, or other... This is the fastest way, It's just that it can only be done secretly, and it cannot be announced publicly, so as not to hinder the reputation of the prince."
"The master's words made this king suddenly enlightened." The backer king jumped up and said with a smile: "Although this king cherishes fame, he values strength more. Master Swordsmith, Wanjin buys divine weapons, and participates in the competition for divine weapons, all three are what this king wants, so it’s better to do them simultaneously!"
"Okay, the prince is so proud, and the poor monk is willing to serve like a dog!" The "demon monk" bowed to the end without any complaints, and the surrounding officials and merchants praised him in unison, and at the same time swore allegiance.
Li Mo Yin's heart was moved, and he suddenly said: "If the prince wants to hire a master swordsmith, there is someone here who can recommend..."
The backer king was taken aback, and said happily, "So the suzerain recognizes a certain master swordsmith?"
Li Moyin smiled and said: "I don't dare to judge whether this person is a master swordsmith, but I guess that the head of his family is the old man Cangjian, one of the five master swordsmiths. It's a pity that although this person is in this country In the hands of the suzerain, he is stubborn, but he refuses to surrender and cast a sword!"
The backer king immediately understood that it must be a hostage plundered by the Demon Sect, so he smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, the suzerain, in my opinion, there is no one in the world who cannot cooperate. The more stubborn he is, the more ambitious he is." If you want something, the suzerain might as well bring this person and let this king see if he can satisfy his wish."
Li Moyin smiled slightly and said: "Okay, so let me show the prince's methods!"
After a while, several guards dragged one person into the hall.
The visitor was only in his early twenties, tall and thin, with deep-cut cheeks and bright eyes, making one feel that he is an extraordinary person. He was dressed in a short coat of animal skin and was quite capable.
This person is Feng Yifei, son of Fengshan, and elder brother of Feng Qingqing who was detained by the Demon Sect before.
Huangfu Shouzhuo looked this stubborn young man up and down, and said with a slight smile: "This little brother has a good face, I don't know how to call him?"