"It's slow to draw the sword here. Yes, you can't hesitate when stabbing. No, it's still wrong here. I've said it many times. In this style, you need to grasp the wrist and peck, loosen the wrist to store strength, and the wrist drives the arm. In this way Strength can reach the tip of the sword without damage." Zongzi put one hand behind his back, and the other held the sword to fight Zongzixiao. It has room for aggressiveness.
Zong Zixiao was a little anxious, and when this emotion was conveyed to his sword moves, he seemed a little eager for quick success. His moves were blocked and dismantled by Zong Ziheng, and he listened to the verbal admonition, so he became more and more aggressive.
Zong Ziheng raised the tip of the sword, and the blade collided, Zong Zixiao's mouth was in pain, and he couldn't hold it, and was directly unloaded by this move.
With a bang, the saber fell to the ground.
"What's the matter with you, you're so inattentive." Zong Ziheng scolded.
Zong Zixiao gritted his teeth, raised his sword with his toe, and said unhappily, "Come again."
"Let's stop here for today." Zong Ziheng put his sword back into its sheath, "If you are half-hearted, what can you do?"
"I am half-hearted?" Zong Zixiao snorted heavily, "Isn't that just to learn from elder brother. When you marry a wife, do you still have to take in a bunch of concubines like your father did?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I haven't married any of them yet."
"If you marry one, there will be more. If you say anything, you will still control me. When the time comes, you will have many wives and concubines, and your children and grandchildren will be full. How can you have time to control me?"
Zong Ziheng frowned: "It's been a few days, and you're still arguing?"
Zong Zixiao turned his face angrily.
"Don't worry, I won't be like my father. I never planned to take a concubine." Since he was a child, he watched his mother suffer all kinds of grievances, deep in the cold palace, and long nights. If he treats a woman sincerely, how can he bear to let her be with them child abused? So he never takes a concubine.
However, Zong Zixiao's words had a different meaning when he heard them. He exclaimed: "You haven't even met her, and you just want to be a couple for the rest of your life. Are you wishing that you can marry her tomorrow?" go home!"
"Zong Zixiao!" Zong Ziheng yelled: "You are becoming more and more shallow, who allows you to talk to big brother like this?"
The eldest son Xiao said arrogantly: "Then you punish me, lest I hinder you from marrying a wife."
"You..." Zong Ziheng said with a straight face, "You will be punished not to leave the bedroom for three days, Xiao Jiu, you should grow up." After finishing speaking, he walked away.
Zong Zixiao's face was full of resentment, his chest heaved violently, suddenly, he slashed out with a sword, the light of the sword was like a wolf chasing a tiger, and he shot it fiercely, a big tree in the distance that needed to be hugged by two people was blocked by the middle cut off!
The crown of the tree fell to the ground with a bang, and the soles of the feet trembled for a long time. Zong Zixiao clenched his sword tightly, his eyes burst out with a ferocity beyond his age. What kind of bullshit daughter, I haven't seen the figure yet, and the elder brother has already scolded and lost his temper at him, if he really gets in the door, it will be fine
He secretly swore that he must destroy this marriage—
Although the marriage has not yet been decided, Shen Shiyao has already made arrangements in advance. She invited the best tailor in the palace to make clothes for their mother and son, and also painted and repaired the Qinghui Pavilion. She also specially told Zong Ziheng not to leave the name during this time. She wanted Zong Minghe to marry him as soon as possible, so as not to have long nights and dreams.
In fact, the eldest son Heng was going to visit Chunyang Sect.
In the past three years, although the identity of the evil spirit has been found out and he has been buried in his hometown, the pill hunter who attacked them in Gutuo Town is still at large.
Back then, Elder Taiwei went to Cangyumen to question him personally, and Cangyumen had to admit that the leader of the Lion Union, Chen Xingyong, was a traitor they taught. There are countless monks. Chen Xingyong itself is not difficult to deal with, but Gongshuji has a strong auxiliary ability for combined combat. It can arrange the formation and trap the enemy in the "game" it controls, and then consume the enemy's physical strength, and then defeat them one by one.
Moreover, with this magic weapon, if you say shrink the ground, you will shrink the ground, and if you say teleport, you will teleport. These people are extremely difficult to catch. The Zong Clan, Chunyang Sect, Cangyu Sect and Huaying Sect joined hands to pursue and intercept them in the past three years. They had already fought hand-to-hand twice, but they still escaped.
The eldest son Heng could tell that his father didn't care much about this matter, and had hardly asked about it in the past three years. Fortunately, the other three factions were still persevering in pursuing him. Among them, the Huaying faction is for revenge, the Cangyu sect is to clean up the sect, and only the Chunyang sect is purely upholding justice, which makes Zong Ziheng feel good about it, and has written letters with Xu Zhinan many times in the past three years. become friends.
Two days ago, Xu Zhinan sent a letter to tell him that he had found Chen Xingyong again. He wanted to go to Chunyangjiao to discuss countermeasures with Xu Zhinan, and take action himself to avenge his past.
But right now he obviously couldn't get away. Looking at Shen Shiyao's proud smile, he was always a little uneasy. Since he missed the Flood Dragon Meeting three years ago, his father has been even more harsh on him. Even if his father agrees to such a good marriage, what about the empress? The empress has always been very wary of him. He can think of this level, and his mother should have thought of it, so that's why he is so anxious to ask for a marriage from his father.
Zong Ziheng was lying on the bed right now, tossing and turning over this matter. Next year Zong Zixiao will participate in the Jiaolong Club, no matter whether he can win the first prize or not, he will definitely perform very well. By then, he will probably be even more redundant in the eyes of his father.
Zong Ziheng's pupils dimmed, and he sighed slightly.
When he was young, he would ask his mother why his father didn't like him. He has been working very hard and diligently, hoping to make his father look at him more. If he gets a compliment, he will be happy for a long time. It's a pity that the little attention that he originally won was beaten back to his original form after he missed the Flood Dragon Meeting.
He will be twenty years old next year, and it is time to make plans for the future. Perhaps it is a good opportunity to leave the daimyo and start a family. In fact, he has long wanted to stay away from this suffocating deep palace, but he couldn't let go of his mother.
And Xiao Jiu...
Thinking of Zong Zixiao, Zong Ziheng felt a headache again. Well, it should be fine when he grows up.
Suddenly there was a light knocking sound outside the window. Before Zong Ziheng could answer, the window had already been pushed open, and a figure deftly rolled in.
Zong Ziheng pretended to be serious and said: "Didn't you not be allowed to step out of the bedroom?"
"Three days have passed." Zong Zixiao skillfully kicked off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, lifted the quilt, and hugged Zong Ziheng's waist with hands and feet.
Zong Ziheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and stared at him with a straight face in the dark.
Zong Zixiao flattered him: "Brother, don't be angry with me."
"I'm already angry. An elder brother is like a father. Do you still have half a respect for my elder brother? You speak out."
"I did not do it on purpose."
"You did it on purpose."
"Well, I did it on purpose."
"You brat..." Zong Ziheng patted him on the head, "Go away, don't pester me."
Zong Zixiao hugged him even tighter: "Brother, don't ignore me."
"Look at you, do you look like a prince? You will be thirteen soon. You are a man from an ordinary family. At your age, you won't be as childish and ignorant as you are."
"I just don't want to be robbed of my elder brother." Zong Zixiao buried his face in Zong Ziheng's chest, and said aggrievedly, "I don't want to be separated from my elder brother for the rest of my life."
Zong Ziheng clearly warned himself not to be soft-hearted, but he was still soft-hearted. There was no way, since he was a child, he loved this younger brother the most. He snorted softly: "I really don't know what you are thinking about, whether to grab or not Yes, we are brothers, blood is thicker than water, who can separate us."
"However, when you marry a wife, you are going to sleep with her, and I can't sleep with you."
Zong Ziheng felt ashamed for a while: "You're talking nonsense again, is this the same thing? Alright, go to sleep."
"This is what the second brother said."
"Don't listen to your second brother talking nonsense, it's not the same thing."
"Why isn't it the same thing?"
Zong Ziheng patted his butt hard, and ordered: "Sleep, sleep!"
Zong Zixiao curled his lips, and said reluctantly: "Brother, I was distracted that day, I will fight hard, it can be very powerful."
"I know, when I was your age, I was inferior to you."
"Really?" Zongzi Xiao said happily.
"Really." Zong Ziheng smiled, "Xiao Jiu is very powerful."
"Then I will definitely win the championship at the Flood Dragon Meeting next year."
"In this matter, of course you have to do your best, but you don't have to take the momentary gains and losses too seriously. Brother believes that one day you will be able to defeat all opponents at the Flood Dragon Meeting, but it may not be next year, you are still too young. "
"But I really want to get Shennong's sword immediately."
"You can't control that kind of divine sword even if you get it now, so you listen to the elder brother and do your best, regardless of gains or losses. If you really lose, don't be sad. Next time..."
"I won't lose." Zong Zixiao looked at Zong Ziheng, his eyes were extremely bright in the darkness, "I have a reason to win."
"Oh, why?"
"I want to win for big brother."
"Why?"
Zong Zixiao said firmly: "I want to tell everyone that although my uncle is my master, my elder brother taught me more. Without my elder brother, I would not be where I am today. For the glory that my elder brother missed at the Jiaolong meeting, I am proud of you." You fight back." "
Zong Ziheng suddenly felt warm in his heart, and was very moved. He scraped the tip of Zong Zixiao's upturned nose with his finger, and said with a smile: "I didn't hurt you for nothing."
Zong Zixiao pushed hard into Zong Ziheng's arms, and said with a smirk: "You have worked so hard to bring me up, and I will take care of you in the future."
"You bastard, I'm old, and you're an old man too, and I don't know who to give to whom."
The two brothers romped on the bed.