Rise of Qinglian

Chapter 37: Zhao Ningxuan and Zhao Ningxiang

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Zhao Yuhui looked at Wang Changsheng and said pleasantly: "We haven't seen you for a few years. Changsheng has grown taller again, but why are you only at the fifth level of Qi refining, while Ningxiang is already at the sixth level?"

Wang Changsheng bowed to Zhao Yuhui and said respectfully: "My grandson, I would like to express my regards to my aunt. In the past few years, my grandson has been serving as a heavenly master in the secular world, and his cultivation has been slower."

"Cousin Changsheng, next time we meet, I should be promoted to the seventh level of Qi Refining."

Zhao Ningxiang chuckled, a look of pride flashed across her beautiful eyes.

She is sixteen years old this year and has reached the sixth level of Qi refining. She is the number one person in the Zhao family's "Ning" generation.

"You girl, if you hadn't eaten the meals made from the first-level mid-grade spiritual grains, would you have been able to practice to the sixth level of Qi Refining so quickly? Cultivation is like sailing against the current. You must not be proud and complacent. Wait until you advance to the foundation building stage. It’s never too late to be proud.”

Zhao Yuhui reprimanded with a straight face and a stern tone, but everyone could hear the endearing meaning in her words.

Zhao Ningxiang stuck out her tongue, nodded and said, "My grandson will remember my grandmother's teachings. Ningxiang has met her aunt, uncle and aunt."

"Ningxuan has met my aunt, uncle and aunt."

The young Confucian scholar quickly stepped forward to salute and said respectfully.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Ningxuan and Ningxiang for a long time. I didn't expect them to grow so big. These two spiritual weapons are a little bit of my cousin's heart. Don't dislike them."

Wang Mingyuan said with a smile, and took out a yellow knife and a cyan dagger. The spiritual light on the surface of the two spiritual weapons kept flowing.

"this… "

Zhao Ningxiang did not take the spiritual weapon immediately and looked at Zhao Yuhui.

"Since your cousin gave it to you, just accept it!"

With Zhao Yuhui's permission, Zhao Ningxuan and Zhao Ningxiang thanked them and accepted the spiritual weapon.

"Chang Sheng, come to my aunt. You haven't seen my aunt in three years. Come here and let her take a good look."

Zhao Yuhui waved to Wang Changsheng.

"Although my grandson was unable to come to celebrate my aunt's birthday, my grandson has always been thinking about my aunt. Seeing that my aunt still looks so good, my grandson is relieved."

Wang Changsheng walked over and said sincerely.

He was speaking from the bottom of his heart. Zhao Yuhui was very good to him, even better than his own grandmother.

Zhao Yuhui grabbed Wang Changsheng's right hand, nodded and said: "Good boy, it's not worth my aunt's love for you. It's not good for your father to send anyone to the secular world, but he sent you to the secular world, otherwise you wouldn't still be at the fifth level of Qi Refining." .”

Wang Mingyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Aunt and nephew have no choice but to do this."

She waved her hand and said: "Okay, this is your Wang family's family matter, I can't control it. I have asked Ziheng to prepare the food and wine, let's eat and chat!"

"Chang Sheng, tell my aunt about your experiences in the past few years and let her listen."

Zhao Yuhui pulled Wang Changsheng out, followed by Wang Yaozu and others.

Wang Changsheng recounted his experiences in the past three years. Of course, he didn't say a word about the black gold veins, which were changed to spiritual veins.

On the way to Butterfly Valley, Wang Mingyuan repeatedly told Wang Changsheng that the black gold veins were spiritual veins.

When she heard that Wang Changsheng had discovered a spiritual vein, Zhao Yuhui's cloudy eyes flashed with surprise, and she did not ask about the purpose of the spiritual vein.

Wang Mingyuan and Zhao Ziheng walked side by side, whispering about the past.

Not long after, the group of people walked into a spacious and bright hall. There was a round wooden table in the hall. There were more than a dozen dishes on the table. The aroma was fragrant and made people's appetite whet their appetite.

Zhao Yuhui was the first to take a seat. She asked Wang Changsheng to sit next to her, and the others followed suit.

"Changsheng, my aunt knew you were coming, so she specially made your favorite sweet and sour white-scale fish. Eat more and see how thin you become."

Zhao Yuhui pointed to a dish and motioned to Wang Chang to use chopsticks.

"Cousin Changsheng, you have this kind of treatment. Although the white-scaled fish is a first-order low-grade spiritual fish, it needs to be raised for more than two years before it can be eaten. The white-scaled fish raised in the spiritual fishing garden are all raised for sale. I I wanted to eat it a few days ago, but grandma wouldn’t let me!”

Zhao Ningxiang said sourly, feeling very envious of the special treatment Wang Changsheng enjoyed.

"What did you say, little girl? Mother always loves you so much. Your cousin finally came here and ate a white-scaled fish. What's wrong? You went to your cousin's house as a guest, and your cousin treated you to snow cloud chicken. Why didn't you say anything when it happened?"

Zhao Ziheng glared and scolded him unceremoniously.

When Zhao Ningxiang heard this, she immediately pouted and lowered her head, her face full of grievance.

"Cousin, this girl Ningxiang has no other intentions, so don't blame her."

Wang Mingyuan made a smooth move.

Wang Yaozu nodded and said: "That's right, Zi Heng, it's rare for our family to have dinner together. Why are you and your child so angry? Use your chopsticks! Ningxiang, my uncle brought two newly hatched Snow Cloud chickens this time. After eating I’ll give you the food.”

After hearing this, Zhao Ningxiang smiled happily.

Wang Changsheng was listening to the elders chatting and eating. Unless Zhao Yuhui asked, he would not speak.

Zhao Ningxiang was more lively and would interject a few words from time to time, making everyone laugh, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

"Hey, it's a pity that Yuzhi died early. It would be great if she was still here."

Zhao Yuhui suddenly remembered something, put down her chopsticks, and sighed.

Zhao Yuzhi is Wang Changsheng's grandmother, and she has a very good relationship with Zhao Yuhui.

After hearing this, everyone put away the smiles on their faces.

"Mingyuan, don't blame your aunt for being nagging. You are the head of the family and you have to set an example. However, you can't hurt your own son or Qing'er. Mingyuan is the only official wife of you. You have to work hard for the Wang family. The branches and leaves are blooming, Yuzhi hoped that you would have more children and a full family of descendants during his lifetime."

Zhao Yuhui said seriously.

Wang Mingyuan nodded: "My aunt is worried, my nephew knows what to do."

"My nephew-in-law will follow my aunt's teachings."

Zhao Yuhui nodded happily and said to Wang Yaozu: "Yaozu, you are old. You should enjoy the happiness you deserve. Family affairs are important, and your health is more important. When Yuzhi was here, he complained to me a lot, saying You have been busy handling family affairs all day long, and you have forgotten to eat. As you are getting older, let it go when it’s time to let it go, don’t exhaust yourself."

After hearing this, Wang Yaozu felt warm in his heart, nodded and said, "What the eldest sister said is that I will take good care of myself, so don't worry too much."

Zhao Yuhui shook her head and said: "I can't be tired. I have left all the affairs within the clan to Zi Heng. He has done a good job and handled all matters in an orderly manner."

Wang Yaozu's expression changed, and he asked Wang Changsheng: "Changsheng, are you full?"

"I am full."

"When you're full, go play with your cousins! On the way here, didn't you say you haven't played with them for a long time?"

"Ningxuan, Ningxiang, you take Changsheng to Lingyu Garden for fishing! Let Changsheng catch some white-scale fish and go back."

"Yes, grandma, father, aunt, uncle, and aunt, we are full, you eat slowly."

Zhao Ningxuan and Zhao Ningxiang agreed and left with Wang Changsheng.