Before leaving, Zong Minghe ordered his eldest son Heng to stay in the palace, and together with his fifth younger brother, he would assist the empress and assist the daiming's maintenance.
Zong Ziheng didn't expect that he would not be allowed to leave the name. Perhaps, as Shen Shiyao said, Zong Minghe was afraid that he had good friends with Xu Zhinan and Qi Mengsheng, or there were other reasons. In short, since the Jiaolong meeting, he can Feel Zong Minghe's defense against him.
On the surface, he could only agree, planning to leave the palace secretly after the big class left.
Zong Zixiao was very dissatisfied when he learned that he would not go to Kunlun with him, and wanted to ask Zong Minghe.
Zong Ziheng immediately rushed to Bailu Pavilion and stopped him.
"Why can't elder brother go with me? This trip can be as short as one or two months, and as long as... no one knows how long it will take. I have never been separated from elder brother for so long." Zong Zixiao wrinkled his face and said angrily, "Father actually asked you to assist the empress, who knows how the empress will embarrass you."
"You don't have to worry about me, you just need to protect yourself." Zong Ziheng said worriedly. He didn't know what would happen along the way, and he didn't know when he would be able to rush to his brother. Lu Zhaofeng, who was hiding in the dark and waiting for an opportunity, would never miss this magic sword. He was really worried that something bad for Xiao Jiu would happen. What to do if he is not around.
"I am with my father and so many high-ranking monks. I am naturally safe. I am just worried about you. You asked me to ask my father. Let's go together, okay?"
The eldest son Heng shook his head: "Father won't agree, at this time, don't make trouble for nothing, you are obedient."
Zong Zixiao said disappointedly: "Actually, I'm still worried about my mother. If my father is not here, the empress will definitely take the opportunity to bully my mother. Brother, you have to help me take good care of her."
"Don't worry, I will." Thinking of Chu Yingruo, Zong Ziheng felt complicated, but no matter what, she was Xiaojiu's mother, and he must protect her well.
"You have to eat well, and you can't lose weight anymore."
Zong Ziheng chuckled: "I'm talking more and more like an adult, I understand."
Zong Zixiao stared at Zong Ziheng's gentle and handsome face, his heart skipped a beat: "I originally wanted to go to Cangyu Gate with my eldest brother."
"Brother also wants to go, next time, the Feiling envoy will welcome us."
"I heard that the Cangyu Sect is unique, and there are all kinds of immortals."
"Well, the Cangyu Sect is different from the Central Plains Sect. It doesn't have so many rules and regulations, but it is also unique."
"I heard that some of them can practice dual cultivation." Zong Zixiao blinked, "And it's not limited to men and women."
"Who did you hear that from?"
"Who else doesn't know." Zong Zixiao sneaked a glance at Zong Ziheng, "It's not uncommon for a couple to close the door between husband and wife, but like Cangyumen, they openly regard double cultivation as a kind of cultivation. No wonder it is despised by the Central Plains sect."
"As long as it doesn't hurt people, I don't think it's necessary to stick to the rules."
"I think so too." Zong Zixiao answered quickly, "It's obviously a good thing for fellow practitioners to be able to improve at the same time."
"You are young, what do you want to do?" Zong Ziheng said vigilantly, "You won't be like your second brother..."
Zong Zimo is fond of women, and he has been dishonest since he was a child. At the age of twelve or thirteen, he had already taken in the servant girl with Li Xiangtong's acquiescence, and at the same time he was hooking up everywhere, but Li Xiangtong had suffered a lot and did not let any of Zong Zimo's The female companion is pregnant with a child, and now I am afraid that I regret it instead.
The eldest son Heng has never been used to this, but he has never cared about people's right and wrong, let alone the person has passed away, when he got to the point of speaking, he felt that it was inappropriate, so he didn't continue.
But Zong Zixiao immediately understood: "I'm not as merciful as my second elder brother. For the rest of my life, one person is enough."
"Who are you looking for?" Zong Ziheng asked in surprise, "If the female cultivator he sent..."
"No." Zong Zixiao glared at his elder brother, "No one, I'll just talk about it."
Zong Ziheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Since there is no such thing, stop thinking about it."
"Can you still stop others from thinking wildly?" Zong Zixiao asked back in embarrassment.
"If you are not sure about Daoism, I will naturally correct you."
"You can't correct this." Zong Zixiao turned his face away angrily.
"Okay, we're leaving tomorrow, have you packed your luggage yet?"
"Um."
"Then let's go."
In the evening, Zong Minghe held a family banquet, and they all had to attend.
The two walked a few steps side by side. Zong Zixiao felt a little impatient when he thought that this time it would take several months, he suddenly pulled Zong Ziheng's shoulder, as if mustering up his courage, and said seriously: "Brother, When I get the Excalibur, everything will be different, if, if I want you not only to be my big brother, but... "
"What do you mean?" Zong Ziheng narrowed his eyes, "But what did my father tell you?" All he could think about was that Zong Minghe might have hinted or even expressed his idea of establishing a reserve to Zong Zixiao.
Zong Zixiao was stunned: "Brother, what I want to say is..."
"What did Father tell you? Or what did Concubine Chu tell you?" Zong Ziheng asked anxiously. He was worried that Zong Minghe would be too impatient to announce the appointment of the crown prince, which would make the matter even more complicated.
Zong Zixiao was a little frightened.
"Your Highness, Your Highness Ninth." At this time, a palace official happened to pass by, "Your Highness, please move to Baihua Hall as soon as possible."
The two looked at each other, and walked forward in silence, each with their own thoughts.
This family banquet was the first time this year, and it was no surprise that Li Xiangtong didn't attend at all.
Without Zong Zimo, who likes Zhang Luo, and Zong Ruoning, who is quick-witted and cheerful, this year has been full of changes and everyone is in danger. This family banquet will no longer be as lively as before.
The banquet was filled with dullness, as if Zong Zimo's mourning hadn't ended yet.
Even Zong Minghe couldn't take it anymore, he coughed lightly: "Let's go to Kunlun tomorrow to forge a divine sword for Xiao'er, with this sword, my Xiao'er will be able to make great achievements, and the famous Zong family will also be able to make great achievements!" Back to the top."
The eldest son Heng raised his cup and said calmly: "Congratulations to father, congratulations to ninth younger brother."
All brothers and sisters toast together.
Chu Yingruo looked overwhelmed with favor: "The emperor values Xiao'er so much, and his concubine and concubine are honorable, Xiao'er will definitely live up to the high expectations of the emperor."
Zong Zixiao also said: "Thank you father, my son will definitely help father, and honor the Zong family."
Zong Minghe laughed twice, his face full of relief.
Shen Shiyao said softly: "Sister Xiao is really lucky to be so competitive."
Chu Yingruo smiled and said, "It's also thanks to Ziheng who taught him since childhood."
"The emperor's saber is also from Shennong Ding, so I wonder if it is different from Zixiao's sword?" Shen Shiyao looked at Zong Minghe.
Zong Minghe patted his sword and said with emotion: "This sword has been handed down from our ancestors, and it is one of the best swords in Kyushu. But there is no flaw in it, and if a swordsman gets it, he will be even more powerful than a tiger."
"I don't know if Zixiao can control such a divine sword now?"
Zong Zixiao frowned and glanced at Shen Shiyao.
"Although Zixiao is young, he has unlimited potential. It will not be a problem to adapt for a period of time."
"The divine sword dripped with Zixiao's blood can only be used by people of my Zong's bloodline. Is my concubine right?" Shen Shiyao still smiled like a flower, "This sword of the emperor is the same, right?"
The more Zong Ziheng heard it, the more he felt that something was wrong.
Zong Minghe seemed a little impatient with Shen Shiyao's many questions, so he gave a perfunctory "hmm".
"The concubine thought, why don't the emperor lend his sword to Xiao'er for a try, lest he get a sword made by Shennong's cauldron, but he can't control it, and make a joke on the spot."
Zong Ziheng's complexion changed suddenly, he stared blankly at his mother, his body became cold inch by inch, until the chill was piercing to the bone.
Impossible, she couldn't possibly know, but she made such a request, is it really for Zong Zixiao to try his sword
Chu Yingruo's expression also changed, and she immediately acted nonchalantly: "Sister, how can anyone else touch the Emperor's sword?"
"Is Xiao'er a 'other person'?"
Zong Ziheng stared at Shen Shiyao, his fists clenched under the table.
Zong Minghe also felt something was wrong: "Shi Yao, what do you mean?"
"The concubine wants Zixiao to get used to using the emperor's sword, so as not to show timidity when he gets the divine sword." Shen Shiyao's smile remained unchanged, "We are all a family. Are there still so many rules at this family banquet?"
Zong Zixiao's brows furrowed even more. He couldn't understand what Shen Shiyao wanted to do. In fact, on the day Lan Yuan was destroyed, this woman was abnormal in his heart.
The blood on Chu Yingruo's face was slowly fading, she forced a smile and said: "The emperor is both a father and a king, there must be rules everywhere, and Zixiao must not overstep."
Zong Ziheng shouted in a low voice: "Mother, stop talking."
Shen Shiyao looked at Chu Yingruo with cold eyes: "Why not, is my sister afraid that Zixiao won't be able to use her?"
Zong Minghe slapped the table hard and said angrily, "Bold!"
All the concubines and children knelt down one after another.
"Shen Shiyao, why are you so crazy today! If you can't explain why, don't blame me for not giving you face."
Shen Shiyao looked up at Zong Minghe, without any fear on her face: "The emperor wants to blame, but the concubine admits it. The concubine just wants to know if Zixiao can use this sword."
Chu Yingruo was trembling with anger: "What exactly does Concubine Shen want?"
Zong Ziheng only felt that his eyes turned black. He finally knew why Shen Shiyao was so obedient during this time, and finally knew what her final plan was. He subconsciously touched his waist, but before entering the Hundred Flowers Hall, everyone unloaded their hands. weapon.
When Shen Shiyao talked about this, who else could not understand, Zong Zixiao yelled angrily: "I respect you as my elder brother's mother and concubine, and I have always been courteous and courteous to you, how dare you humiliate me and mother like this, you, You crazy woman!"
The eldest son Heng said in a trembling voice: "Father, mother has been ill recently, and her mind is confused. My son will take her back to Qinghui Pavilion!"
Zong Minghe raised his hand, and the whole Hundred Flowers Hall fell silent immediately. He glared at Shen Shiyao coldly: "Why do you think Zixiao can't use this sword?"
Shen Shiyao raised her chin slightly: "The concubine doesn't know whether he will do it or not, but since the concubine discovered the secret of Concubine Chu's sister, she has had trouble sleeping and eating. This matter is related to the foundation of the Daming Zong family. The concubine cannot look at the emperor deceived."
Zong Ziheng slowly turned his head, looking at his dazed and innocent younger brother, his eyes gradually turned scarlet.