Xia Qingfeng lifted up his sleeves and robe as if to fight, but ended up staring directly at Zhong Quan with a strange look on his face. Only then did he notice that this silly guy's qualifications were a bit special. He had the qualifications of a superior immortal and the rumored innate Taoist body. A monk with this kind of physique was absorbing the aura of heaven and earth all the time, even at night. It will also be absorbed while sleeping, and the most special thing is that this type of people practice several times or even ten times faster than ordinary monks, and the most important thing is that this type of monks always have inexplicable good luck and pick up some heavenly and earthly things. It's a treasure, but only one person with this kind of qualification can appear among hundreds of millions, which shows how rare it is. And this kind of qualification that even the ancient gods were jealous of would appear in a remote town. It was simply a blind man fishing.
Xia Qingfeng whispered: "Is it really because of my divinity?"
Zhong Quan felt panicked when he saw Xia Qingfeng. Could it be that this short winter melon had a special hobby?
Zhong Quan glared and said angrily: "What are you looking at? Have you never seen a handsome man?"
The boy in gold tugged at the corner of his mouth and waved his hand with a look of disgust, "Go away, go away, don't hinder Uncle Qingfeng from thinking about things."
Zhong Quan was not annoyed at all and said: "The water is shallow and there are many little bastards."
Xia Qingfeng held the back of his head with both hands and glanced sideways at Zhong Quan, "It can be considered that he has a better understanding of himself."
Zhong Quan smiled and said, "Short winter melon."
Xia Qingfeng laughed and said, "Silly big guy."
"Dwarf winter melon!"
"Silly big guy!"
The two stared at each other.
Zuo Shuwen and Xia Chengyi looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. The older and the younger were simply two living treasures.
Finally, a few people took their seats.
On the dinner table.
Xia Yao and Xia Chengyi sat on one side, Zhong Quan and Zuo Shuwen sat on the other side, and the kid in gold sat alone on the other side.
In the end, Xia Chengyi thought about it for a while. Since the boy in gold was now his schoolboy, he should be treated as an ordinary mortal, so he gave him a pair of dishes and chopsticks.
Several people sat around a pot of hot fish soup.
Zhong Quan picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth while mumbling, "Among our three brothers, you are the best at cooking. With this cooking skill, by the time you, Uncle Zhong, have established a firm foothold in the sect on the mountain, you will be able to You build a restaurant at the foot of the mountain and be the shopkeeper."
Zuo Shuwen rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I can't even stop your mouth even if I eat your food!"
Xia Chengyi smiled, took a piece of fish and put it into Xia Yao's bowl.
The kid in gold clothes was holding a bowl at the side and eating the food in the bowl seriously. He really didn't expect that his master had hidden cooking skills. Although for a spiritual creature like him, it didn't matter whether he ate or not, but after a while It should always be addictive, and the fish soup is delicious, tender and has an excellent texture.
Zhong Quan wiped his mouth and said: "By the way, do you know that people from the imperial court have arrived in our town in the past two days? I heard from those aunts that I am still a marquis, and my official position is not small. This time Coming to our town is just like what I said before, escorting a group of monks from other countries’ sects to travel far away.”
Zuo Shuwen stopped what he was doing and put down his bowls and chopsticks.
Zhong Quan was a little curious and asked: "Why, do you know the Marquis?"
Zuo Shuwen shook his head, "I don't know him, I've never heard of it."
Zhong Quan chuckled, "I know that you will definitely not know this person. How can you, a poor man from a remote town, know such a high-ranking official?"
Xia Chengyi raised his head and said, "I heard from Mr. Lu that there will be many strangers coming to the town recently. You should pay more attention when you are outside. After all, those outsiders don't know what their temperament is, and they are not like the people in our town."
Zhong Quan waved his hand, "Okay, okay, I get it, my mother-in-law is just like an old woman. Besides, where did the foreigners from our barren place come from? Are they blind?"
Xia Chengyi laughed it off.
Zuo Shuwen's lips moved, and his face looked a little hesitant. He didn't know whether to tell Zhong Quan and Xia Chengyi his identity. Not because he couldn't trust them, but because he was worried that they would be targeted by Bai Hao if he told them. It's just a bad life. Since the country's fall, I have been a lonely ghost. It doesn't matter if I die. But Xia Chengyi was different. He still had a younger sister to take care of. If he was targeted by the prince of that country, he would definitely be homeless in the future, and he would even be wiped out directly.
Zhong Quan glanced at Zuo Shuwen and patted the bowls and chopsticks.
The kid in gold who was still sipping the fish soup was suddenly startled and said angrily: "Have you gone crazy with epilepsy?"
Without talking to Xia Qingfeng, Zhong Quan looked at Zuo Shuwen and said, "I'm so coy. Is there anything else that Xia Chengyi and I can't talk about here?"
Zuo Shuwen sighed, "Do you know my identity?"
Xia Chengyi thought for a while and asked curiously: "What is your identity?"
Zhong Quan held the back of his head with his hands and held a toothpick in his mouth. "What else can he have? He is an orphan like the two of us."
Zuo Shuwen shook his head and said solemnly: "My identity is actually the prince of a country."
The room suddenly fell into silence. After a long time, Xia Qingfeng screamed, breaking the silence.
Zuo Shuwen looked from left to Zhong Quan and from right to Xia Chengyi, and asked with some confusion: "Don't you have any reaction? Aren't you surprised by my identity?"
Zhong Quan crossed his legs, shook his head, and said: "If you are the prince, then I am the sect leader of Yishan. Who doesn't know how to brag? Just brag as big as possible."
Xia Chengyi also nodded in agreement.
Xia Qingfeng, who was eavesdropping on the side, had actually noticed that Zuo Shuwen had a faint trace of dragon energy in his body. Although it was scattered, it was extremely essence. Only royal members of the secular dynasty could have such a sight, but Xia Qingfeng had no idea about these things. He took it lightly, so he naturally didn't tell Xia Chengyi, but this time it was an opportunity for him to mock Zhong Quan.
Xia Qingfeng sneered: "You are so stupid, you can tell the truth! Did you know that he possesses a trace of dragon energy, which can only be possessed by the direct descendants of the royal family of the secular dynasty?"
Zhong Quan rolled his eyes and said with an angry smile: "How do you know that he has a trace of dragon energy, and he even said that he can only have it if he is a member of the royal family. I also said that I have a trace of heaven and earth charm, and I am a genius in cultivating Taoism. In a few decades, all the so-called gods in the mountains will call me "Senior" when they see me. Do you believe me when I say this?"
Xia Qingfeng twitched the corners of his lips. He really believed this. Looking at the past, those innate Tao bodies undoubtedly left a rich and colorful figure in the long history, and the last of these innate Tao bodies must be a Hedao realm fighter. The monk at the bottom. However, there are also innate Taoists among the geniuses who died in his hands. After all, although there is only one realm between the Hedao realm and the Immortal God realm, it is as difficult to cross as a chasm. How many monks have died in this realm? Above the chasm, one of the main reasons for this is actually that there is a vacancy in the way of heaven after the Hedao realm. However, ancient gods such as Xia Qingfeng can easily break through the shackles of the Hedao Realm and enter the legendary Immortal God Realm. The origin lies in the divinity of the gods, which can fill the gap in the Heavenly Dao after the Hedao Realm.
Zhong Quan saw Xia Qingfeng's weird expression and a constipated expression, and asked, "Are you mute?"
Xia Chengyi frowned slightly.
Xia Qingfeng shut up immediately, knowing that he had accidentally revealed some secrets, so he honestly picked up the bowl and continued to drink the soup.
Zuo Shuwen slowly said: "The reason why I didn't tell you my identity was mainly because I was afraid that you would be implicated. I was originally the crown prince of the Zheng Kingdom, but the Zheng Kingdom was conquered by the Shu Kingdom and the Xia Kingdom many years ago. , is now one of the vassal states of Shu, and I was supposed to be buried in the palace, but was sent out of the palace by a personal guard at the last moment, leaving me here."
As he spoke, he took out a cyan jade seal from his pocket and placed it on the table. It was about the size of a palm and was engraved with a dragon and a tiger perched on the throne. The jade seal was filled with light, and there was a faint glow rising from it. It looked like something extraordinary at first glance.
Zuo Shuwen said with firm eyes: "This imperial seal was handed over to me by the personal guard before he died. As long as this imperial seal is still there, it proves that the Zheng Kingdom is not dead yet!"
Zhong Quan carefully picked up the blue jade seal and looked at it carefully.
Xia Qingfeng tutted at the side: "Good stuff, good stuff, but it's a pity that there is no trace of the luck of the country in it now. It's like a dead thing, no different from an ordinary jade seal."
Zuo Shuwen's face darkened.
Xia Chengyi coughed slightly, and the boy in gold immediately shut up when he saw this.
Xia Chengyi put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Then why are you talking about your identity to us now?"
Since he is an exiled prince, his identity should be hidden as deeply as possible. I wonder why Zuo Shuwen mentioned this to them now.
Zuo Shuwen hesitated for a moment, "The name of the prince sent by the imperial court is Bai Hao..."
Zuo Shuwen's nonsense words left Zhong Quan confused, "What does the sent Marquis have to do with your identity?"
The kid in golden clothes rolled his eyes as he listened. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that there was an inextricable relationship between the marquis and the prince who had lost his country. Even this stupid guy couldn't understand the meaning.
Xia Chengyi was thoughtful and asked, "Are you saying that the Marquis Bai Hao is related to Zheng Guo?"
Zuo Shuwen nodded and said with a complicated expression: "That Bai Hao was the one who made the plan to attack Zheng back then. At the same time, he also broke down the palace gate."
Talking about Bai Hao, Zuo Shuwen's mood was particularly complicated. The reason for the complexity was that the fall of Zheng was directly related to him. It could be said that Bai Hao single-handedly planned the plan to conquer Zheng, and he defeated Zheng with thunderous means and was reduced to A vassal state of the Shu Kingdom, but on the other hand, the Xia Kingdom's cavalry never touched the local people all the way south, and they were deeply loved by the local people. The local people have been suffering from Zheng for a long time. Wherever the Xia Kingdom's cavalry came, the people all ate pots of pulp to welcome the king's army. The evil of Zheng Kingdom was already broken at the root, but the arrival of Xia Kingdom made the emperor feel depressed. Zheng Guo was rejuvenated.
