Since the ancestors established the sect and established the sect, they have become famous all over the world with the Zongxuan sword and Guiyuan mental method. The daiming Zong clan has dominated Kyushu for three hundred years. Even if it violates the general knowledge of "the journey of the great way, the world is the public" in the world of cultivating immortals, no one in the world's immortal sect dares to criticize him when he ascends the throne majestically and proclaims himself emperor. Co-owner.
It's just that impermanence is constant, prosperity must decline, and it is an eternal change. In the generation of Ninghua Emperor Zong Minghe, the power of the Zong family has declined, and there have been many talents in the world of cultivating immortals. Over the past few hundred years, dissatisfaction with the Zong family has accumulated day by day, and the seemingly calm water has become rough.
In fact, the decline of the Zong family has a lot to do with the fact that the last three generations have not been able to produce the ultimate arrogance.
When asked about cultivating immortals, acquired diligence and comprehension are important, but innate aptitude often determines the upper limit of a person from birth, and in the world of cultivating immortals, only one person can attain the Tao and nine clans ascend to heaven, and there is no leader who reaches the pinnacle. It is difficult to convince people by relying on numbers alone.
Zong Minghe has nine sons and three daughters. The eldest son and the youngest son are both very good, and have the potential to aspire to the immortal way. Unfortunately, the confrontation between the immortal sects and the Zong family, the decline of the ancestral business and the precarious situation are not the same. Children who have not yet matured can be reversed.
Daming Mansion · Promise Palace
There was a burst of laughter from the back garden. A young man was leading a group of children to play cuju with his trousers and sleeves rolled up. The sheepskin ball seemed to grow on his feet, and it couldn't get out of his control no matter what. Children of different heights chattered and circled around him, trying to snatch the ball from his feet. The scene of jumping away was like a big dog leading a group of puppies to have fun.
That young man's eyebrows are colorful, his eyes are like bright stars, his expression is not inferior to the sun, and his smile is even better than Qionghua's. He is really a stunning young man.
"Brother... ah!" A child stumbled to the ground with a bang, and immediately began to sob.
Zong Ziheng put down the ball, brushed away the crowd, picked up the child from the ground with a smile, pinched his nose and teased, "Oh, Xiao Jiu, are you going to cry?"
There were no tears in Zong Zixiao's eyes at all, and he still pretended to be about to cry, and wiped his eyes with dirty hands: "I fell on my leg, and you still laugh at me."
"Let me see." Zong Ziheng lifted up his trouser legs and saw blood was wiped from his knees, "Brother, can I take you to get some medicine?"
"Um."
Zong Ziheng held Zong Zixiao up with one hand, and several children grabbed Zong Ziheng's clothes: "Brother, come back, come back and play with us."
Zongziheng rubbed their heads one by one: "The sun is too big, you should go away, brother will play with you next time..."
Zong Zixiao hugged Zong Ziheng's neck tightly, secretly revealing a smug smile.
"Brother, it's so hot." He put his face against Zong Ziheng's neck and complained in a low voice.
"He still hugs me so tightly." Zong Ziheng pulled one of his little arms off his sweaty neck, panting, "Brother can still throw you."
"I… "
Zong Ziheng suddenly grabbed Zong Zixiao's waist, swung him three times in mid-air, then swung him upside down behind him, and finally pulled him out from under his arm.
Zong Zixiao screamed and laughed at the same time, his whole little face flushed with excitement.
Zong Ziheng smiled and said, "Does it hurt anymore?"
"It didn't hurt at first, I just didn't want to play anymore." Zong Zixiao said coquettishly, "I want to eat the iced white fungus soup made by big brother."
"It's just you who are careful and thoughtful." Zong Ziheng carried him back to Qinghui Pavilion, and took the test of his homework for the past few days on the way. Seeing that he answered fluently and did not slack off, he praised him a few words.
"It's delicious, so sweet." Zong Zixiao took a big mouthful of the soft white fungus, and licked his lips beautifully.
Zong Ziheng brought a wet cloth handkerchief, and first wiped Zong Zixiao's dirty little face. At the age of eight, his face was carved out of a face like his mother, who was hailed as the most beautiful woman in the world, especially when he looked at people with hooked fox eyes. His pupils were shining brightly, as if he was about to say something.
"Eat slowly." After wiping his face, Zong Ziheng wanted to clean his wound.
Zong Zixiao shook his calf: "No, it will be fine in a few days."
"At least rinse off."
After treating the wound, Zong Zixiao's bowl of white fungus soup was about to run out, he blinked: "Brother, I have some good news for you."
"What good news."
"I'm about to form a pill."
Zong Ziheng was startled: "Really?"
"Yes." Zong Zixiao raised his chin proudly, "Eldest brother also formed alchemy before the age of ten, I want to be like elder brother."
Zong Ziheng patted Zong Zixiao's shoulder in relief: "You will be earlier than elder brother, Xiao Jiu, you must practice diligently, and one day you will become a Taoist, so that people in the world will not laugh at our Zong family who has no successors."
"With Big Brother here, who would dare to laugh at us." Zong Zixiao's eyes were filled with admiration, "Big Brother is the most powerful."
Seeing Zong Zixiao's carefree and innocent appearance, Zong Ziheng secretly sighed.
"Brother, can I have another bowl?"
"No, you had diarrhea after eating too much ice last time."
"Just one bowl."
"Dinner will be in another hour. Do you want to drink white fungus soup, or do you want to eat the lion's head made by big brother?"
"Lion's head, lion's head!"
There was a noise outside the house, Zong Ziheng took a look with his head, and then stood up.
A woman walked in surrounded by servants. She was born beautiful, with picturesque eyebrows, dressed in brocade and jade clothes, wearing golden hairpins on her head, and her demeanor was dignified and luxurious.
"Mother is back." The eldest son Heng saluted.
Zong Zixiao also stood up: "Concubine Shen."
"Xiao'er is here too." Shen Shiyao smiled and said, "Come to play with your elder brother?"
"Um."
"It's almost time to eat, don't eat so much cold food." Shen Shiyao pulled Zongzi Xiao to her, and wiped his sweat with a silk handkerchief, "Xiao'er should stay in Qinghui Pavilion for dinner tonight."
"Okay, big brother said to make me a lion's head."
Shen Shiyao chuckled: "It's just that you love to pester your elder brother. Go back and call your mother. After dinner, we will go to Luoshui Lake to enjoy the moon together."
"Okay!" Zong Zixiao ran away bouncing around.
After Zong Zixiao left, Shen Shiyao looked at her handsome son, and felt very relieved: "Zi Heng, how is your homework today?"
"It's all done. I took my younger brothers and sisters to play for half an hour just now."
"I heard that the emperor has assigned you another task."
"The generation of Pingyang has a sneaky disturbance. Two groups of monks were sent there. There were heavy casualties. I will go out of the palace tomorrow to have a look."
"Very good, my brothers and sisters haven't grown up yet, only you can share Dijun's worries, you must perform well and don't let Dijun down."
The eldest son Heng said obediently: "Mother, don't worry."
"I heard..." Shen Shiyao caressed the red gold nine-turn exquisite bracelet with her slender fingers, "Chisongzi has tested the roots of your ninth younger brother, isn't his talent inferior to yours?"
"Yes, Xiao Jiu has excellent aptitude." Zong Ziheng smiled, "He told me just now that he is about to form a pill."
Shen Shiyao paused for a moment, her eyes drifted out of the window, and she said quietly: "The Zong family has not produced such a root bone for three generations. I didn't expect two of them to be produced at once. The emperor must be very happy."
"Father is very happy, with his son and younger siblings, he will restore the Zong clan."
Shen Shiyao turned her head to look at Zongzi Heng, her eyes were dim and difficult to understand: "You were born as the proud son of heaven, and you are all the best among the children of this generation of aristocratic families, but it's a pity that your mother's bad background has delayed you."
Zong Ziheng turned pale with shock: "Mother, why do you say that? My son was born in the Zong family. He has no worries about food and clothing since he was a child. He is very satisfied. He has never thought of this before."
Shen Shiyao took Zong Ziheng's hand, and smiled softly: "You are so talented, if you are a son-in-law, you must be the future head of other immortal families. Mother thinks that if you are so upbeat, I will not be up to date. "
"Mother, don't think so." The eldest son Heng said anxiously, "What's the matter with the concubine? I never cared."
Shen Shiyao stared at her son for a long while before saying: "Forget it, your ninth younger brother is also a concubine, and it's not a pity for you alone."
Zong Ziheng knew that his mother was very strong, and she was very strict with him since he was a child, not allowing him to fall behind others, but it was all for his own good, this is the first time he heard these words today, it is really weird.
He couldn't figure it out, so he stopped thinking about it for now, comforted Shen Shiyao a few words, and went to make a lion head for Zong Zixiao.
When admiring the moon at night, Shen Shiyao went about her business as usual, she and Zong Zixiao's mother became friends, and the two palaces often moved around.
After watching the moon, Zong Zixiao wanted to sleep with Zong Ziheng again. There is an eight-year age difference between the two of them. Zong Zixiao was almost brought up by Zong Ziheng, and he has been very clingy to him since he was a child.
It was sultry and hot in summer, and there were many mosquitoes. Zong Ziheng put two ice charms on the mosquito net, and fanned the wind with a fan. Zong Zixiao stopped tossing and turning like spreading pancakes, and began to feel drowsy.
"Brother." Zong Zixiao said in a daze, "Are you going out of the palace tomorrow, and when will you take me out of the palace?"
"When you grow up a bit, you can get rid of evil spirits with Big Brother."
Zong Zixiao yawned: "When I make the pill, what reward will Big Brother give me?"
Zong Ziheng laughed: "What reward do you want?"
"Take me out of the palace, elder brother can travel out of the palace at the age of twelve, but I have never been out of the palace."
"Okay, after you have formed the alchemy, I will ask my father to take you out of the palace to play."
Zong Zixiao turned around and got into Zong Ziheng's arms: "What you say is what you say!"
"Oh, don't stick to me, it's too hot."