Although Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa didn't recognize the words on the tablets, they were not stupid. After coming here for so long, they had already roughly guessed who these tablets belonged to, considering the identity of the Duke's former royal family. .
If these tablets really belong to the Wei family of the previous dynasty, then among the tablets in the main hall, there must be those real dragon emperors who served as dragon chairs in the previous dynasty.
But when Zhou Jianlai couldn't light the incense, he got angry and cursed at the memorial tablets of these big men. Wasn't he just scolding his ancestors in front of the Duke? It's like the old birthday girl hanged herself. She's tired of living.
So when Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawafu heard Zhou Jianlai's angry curse, they were so frightened that they almost fell off the stone bench, and cold sweat immediately fell from their foreheads. But what they never expected was that when they glanced at Duke Guo's face from the corner of their eyes, they found that instead of getting angry, Duke Guo instead nodded with a smile, seemingly satisfied with Zhou Jianlai's foul language. This situation made the two of them stunned and confused.
In the main hall, Zhou Jianlai was surrounded by sword energy, fighting madly with the sword energy in the room, not giving in an inch.
His breath became more and more fierce and violent. His broken clothes rustled in the frenzied sword energy, and his long hair broke free from its restraints, dancing wildly in the air.
At this moment, he was like a demon god who came to the world and wanted to kill everything in the world.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die!"
Zhou Jianlai suddenly burst into tears, his eyes widened in anger, and he exuded the aura of a king who dominated the world. He took a step forward, pressed his body against the edge of the incense table, and glared at the tablets behind the incense table, as if he wanted to tell them that he was He is the king who looks down on all the people in the world.
Dangdangdang
The spirit tablet suddenly shook violently, as if scolding Zhou Jianlai, but Zhou Jianlai was not afraid at all. Even though the frantic sword energy caused blood mist to bloom on his body, as if it wanted to pierce his heart with thousands of swords to relieve the energy, he did not blink an eye. Don't take an inch back.
Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa stood up nervously. They clenched their fists, their palms were full of sweat, their hearts were stuck in their throats, and they were worried about Zhou Jianlai and cheering for Zhou Jianlai at the same time.
"Behead!" Zhou Jianlai shouted again in the hall.
Under the frightened and trembling gazes of Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa, he suddenly waved his sword finger, filled the sky with sword energy, and angrily slashed towards the tablet in front of him.
The two of them were sweating coldly, feeling that Zhou Jianlai was going further and further on the road of seeking death.
Zhou Jianlai's sword finger slashed hard, but the image of the tablet shattering and sawdust flying did not occur. Suddenly, everything returned to calm. Only the bleeding wounds on Zhou Jianlai's body could prove that what just happened was real.
A light whistling sound sounded in the hall, and a sword energy flew out from the memorial tablet, circled in the air, and then shot toward Zhou Jianlai, sinking into his eyebrows. Immediately afterwards, whistling sounds came one after another, and one after another sword energy penetrated Zhou Jianlai's eyebrows.
In the end, there were more than a dozen high-pitched dragon roars, and twelve rays of yellow sword energy shot out from the tablet. Accompanied by the dragon roars, they did not even enter Zhou Jianlai's eyebrows.
In front of the stone table, Wei Zi nodded with satisfaction and said to himself: "Sword cultivators should have a fearless heart! No matter whether you are a god or a demon, whether you are a dragon or a tiger, you must submit to my sword! You're good, boy, it only took two days to break away from the mortal's deep-rooted fear of imperial power, and your future achievements in swordsmanship will be immeasurable!"
Zhou Jianlai took a step back, and the incense in his hand ignited without fire, sending up curls of green smoke. He put the incense into the incense burner, stepped back and knelt on the futon, kowtowed respectfully, and apologized: "I have offended many of you. I hope our ancestors will understand and understand and don't blame me."
"Pawn, what are those sword energies? Why don't I have them?" Niu Dawa asked Zhang Xiaopou in a low voice. Although he didn't know what those sword energies were, he knew they must be good things, so he looked at them with envy.
Come with Zhou Jian.
"That is the will of the sword." It was Wei Zi who answered Niu Dawa, "You two have too little understanding of the way of the sword. It is normal for you not to understand the will of the sword."
"Oh" Niu Dawa nodded in response, with an annoyed expression on his face as he missed the treasure house.
Zhang Xiaozu was also slightly disappointed.
However, the disappointment of the two people was forgotten as Zhou Jianlai approached, and they happily took a few steps forward to congratulate Zhou Jianlai.
Zhou Jianlai was very happy when he saw Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa coming. He nodded to them and said hello first. Without stopping, he walked straight to Wei Zi, bowed and said, "It's a good thing that I have fulfilled my duty and fulfilled my duty as a senior." I have passed the test, and I beg you, senior, not to be too foolish and accept me as your disciple."
Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa couldn't help but be surprised when they heard this. They thought that Zhou Jianlai had already become the master of the Duke of Guo, but then they realized that he hadn't yet. It turned out that Zhou Jianlai had just completed the test of the Duke of Guo.
Wei Zi sighed quietly: "Since they all agreed, then I will accept you as my disciple and teach you the Wei Family Baili Cloud Thunder Sword. It will not be in vain for Senior Tianwu's good intentions of teaching you the "Eight Parts of Divine Thunder". .”
Zhou Jianlai was overjoyed when he heard this. He immediately knelt down on his knees, his face flushed, and he said with excitement: "Master, please accept my disciple's bow."
Wei Zi was knelt down by Zhou Jianlai and sighed: "I don't know whether what I have done in my life is right or wrong, so I can't tell you any principles of life to teach you. I will just tell you a few words. Good and evil, right and wrong, do not let you down. True intention."
"The disciples will remember the mentor's instructions for the rest of their lives." Zhou Jianlai said.
"Get up." Wei Zi said, looked up at the sky, it was almost dark, and said: "Go to the backyard to wash up and change clothes, and go to some conference with the two of them. Oh, by the way, take this The box is being moved away. I don’t know a lot of Chinese characters. What do you mean by sending me a box of calligraphy and painting treasures?”
"" Zhang Xiaozhu and Niu Dawa burst into tears when they heard this, saying that Taoist Tianwu was too unreliable. However, when they moved the wooden box back to the carriage, they later realized that what Tianwu Taoist said was wrong. He was the last son of the previous royal family. How could he not know a few Chinese characters? Unfortunately, they didn't have the guts to go back and question him.
Soon Zhou Jianlai finished washing, treated the wounds on his body with elixirs, put on a simple outfit, walked out of the yard and boarded the carriage, and asked: "Why do you two have time to come over? What conference did Master just say you were attending?"
"There is a banquet tonight at the City Lord's Mansion, called the pre-war swearing-in meeting for young heroes. We sincerely invite young heroes from Yancheng and all major sects to attend. We have also sent invitations to the three of us." Zhang Xiaozu said, reaching out to grab it. A bundle was thrown into Zhou Jianlai's arms and he said: "The invitation is inside, as well as your clothes, which are tailor-made for you. Take them out and put them on. Everyone wears bright and beautiful clothes, so we can't let the price drop too much." "
Zhou Jianlai nodded, opened the package, took out the invitation, opened it and looked at it. At the same time, he lightly kicked the wooden box with his toe and asked, "What's in here?"
"I originally wanted to bring the calligraphy, painting and calligraphy treasures in the Li family's treasury to give to the Duke of Guo as a homecoming gift, but who knew that the old man wouldn't like them." Niu Dawa said depressedly.
"Haha, if I had known this, you might as well have bought two sesame seed cakes from Mrs. Wang's stall on the street. My master loves to eat them." Zhou Jianlai couldn't help but smile when he thought of the first time he came to the door. He opened the car curtain and happened to pass by. Mrs. Wang's sesame cake stall, she hurriedly stopped the driver and asked him to stop, and then asked Zhang Xiaozu and Niu Dawa: "Do you still have any use for this box?"
"We are both illiterate, so why do we need them?" Niu Dawa rolled her eyes.
"Then why not eat some sesame seed cakes instead." Zhou Jianlai said with a smile.
"Good idea." Niu Dawa's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard about the food. Without Zhou Jian's instructions, he picked up the wooden box and jumped off the carriage, and went straight to Mrs. Wang's sesame cake stall. As he walked, he murmured: "The banquet starts at seven o'clock. We must be late. In case we pass
At that time, all the delicious food was eaten by them, so you should not be hungry all night. Therefore, it is better to eat two sesame seed cakes to cushion your stomach. "
"Grandma, are there any more sesame cakes?" Zhou Jianlai walked to the stall and asked with a smile. He had become familiar with Granny Wang these days. Wei Zi loved to eat, so he would come to the stall to buy sesame cakes every day.
"Hey, it's Xiao Zhou. Are these two young masters your friends?" Mrs. Wang asked with a smile while working, and then said: "How many sheets do you want for the pot that has just come out of the oven?"
"Well, they are my brothers." Zhou Jianlai nodded and responded, "I want them all. My brother can eat them. Mother-in-law, you pack two of them first, and I will send them to Master."
"Master?!" Mrs. Wang heard Zhou Jianlai address Wei Zi, and her wrinkled face showed an expression of extreme surprise.
"Yes, you heard it right, Duke Guo has accepted me as his disciple." Zhou Jianlai said happily.
"Really? That's really great." Mrs. Wang suddenly choked up when she spoke, and there were even tears in the corners of her eyes. She turned sideways and wiped a few of them quietly.
"Mother-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Zhou Jianlai asked in surprise.
"Hey, it's nothing, I'm just sentimental for a while." Mrs. Wang smiled, "Old lady, I have been selling sesame cakes here for decades, and I have always felt that Old Man Wei lived a lonely and helpless life. In the past, there were a few servants around him, At least it makes sense. But those servants have died one by one over the years, leaving him alone. He has no children and no friends. It's very pitiful to see him alone. I didn't hear that you became a disciple of him, thinking about it After he died, he would have someone to die with. I was happy for him for a moment, and the tears fell from his eyes. Now, send it to your master while it's still hot."
Mrs. Wang wrapped the two cakes and handed them to Zhou Jianlai.
"Hey, thank you." Zhou Jianlai took the biscuits, turned around and ran towards the Songbai Courtyard.
"Mother-in-law, your craftsmanship is really amazing." Niu Dawa gave a thumbs up to Mrs. Wang and praised him. He didn't know what politeness meant. While Zhou Jianlai was talking to Mrs. Wang, he had already eaten two sesame cakes.
"Haha, young man, you can eat as long as you like." Mrs. Wang said happily. She seemed very happy, and the wrinkles on her face were almost squeezed together.
"Mother-in-law, you're welcome," Zhang Xiaozhu said.
"Eat, eat, eat, feel free to eat, I'm in a good mood today and I won't charge you any money." Mrs. Wang said with a smile.
Bang Bang Bang
Niu Dawa slapped the wooden box with her hand and said with a smile: "Mother-in-law, I don't want to eat for free. These are full of priceless calligraphy and painting treasures. They are all given to you. You can sell them to make money."
A quarter of an hour later, the three of them packed all the sesame cakes from Mrs. Wang's stall into the carriage, not forgetting to give the driver four pieces to fill her stomach. The large wooden box of calligraphy and painting treasures was left to Mrs. Wang as money to buy sesame cakes.
"Whatever the painting is, it's not as good-looking as what Old Wei painted." After the carriage drove away, Mrs. Wang opened the wooden box, took out a painting, unfolded it and took a look at it. She shook her head with great disappointment. When she glanced, she saw the fire in the stove was dim. , I threw the words into the stove and burned them as firewood.
Then he picked up another piece of calligraphy and threw it into the stove before it was fully unfolded. He laughed and cursed: "What bad calligraphy? It's not as beautiful as what I wrote."
If Zhang Xiaozu and the others knew that the calligraphy, painting and calligraphy treasures they left behind were so ruined by Mrs. Wang, they would definitely be dumbfounded.
However, if the Li family knew about it, they would definitely be so angry that they would vomit blood.
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"Yo yo, the banquet is about to begin. Is your friend named Zhang Xiaozu here yet?" In the city lord's mansion, Yu Wenrui found Qi yo yo in the corridor in the yard in front of the banquet hall and saw her looking towards the door. He stepped forward and asked.
"Maybe he's not coming." Qi Yoyo said with a look of disappointment on his face. He turned to look at Yu Wenrui, put away the expression on his face, smiled and said, "Let's go, we won't wait for them."
