Yi Xiaoling stood by the West Lake with a calm face, as if there were no waves in an ancient well. Li Dingxing stood beside her, not knowing what to say. He opened his mouth several times, but finally said nothing.
"Dingxing, how about... you take another concubine." Yi Xiaoling said lightly.
Li Dingxing's eyes widened: "What do you mean?"
"Do you still remember the words of Mr. Rong Lanrong from Si Tianjian? He said that I might have no heirs... In the past two years, I have been worried about this, fearing that I would not be able to leave a heir for your Li family. Now it seems that this is all It’s God’s will.”
Li Dingxing said angrily: "Si Tianjian's bunch of magicians, what kind of adults are they! We have been married for less than three years, and the days are long. Even if I visit famous doctors all over the world, I still have to find a child for us. It doesn't matter whether it is a boy or a girl. I do not mind!"
Yi Xiaoling shook his head gently: "Even if there is a way now, I am not willing to try it. Master is dead and was killed by the Beiyi people. I swear to destroy the Beiyi! Until death!" With the four words "I will not stop until death," Yi Xiaoling followed The calm tone suddenly turned harsh, making people feel a little scared when they heard it.
"There will definitely be a battle between the Central Plains and the Northern Yi. I know this, but no one knows when it will happen. How can you shake the huge Northern Yi by yourself? If we have a child, if we can't wipe out the Northern Yi in this life , wouldn’t it be better if there are descendants in the future who can also take revenge?” Li Dingxing advised.
Yi Xiaoling turned around and looked into Li Dingxing's eyes: "Yi Xiaodao has told me more than once that His Majesty is now considered the Lord of England and will definitely fight against the Beiyi! I'm afraid that if I have a child, I will never I don’t dare to hold a sword anymore…”
Li Dingxing lowered his eyes: "There is nothing wrong with taking revenge for your master..."
Yi Xiaoling couldn't bear it anymore, tears burst out of her eyes, she hugged Li Dingxing, and the two hugged each other and cried.
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Zhao Yizhi's edict was quickly spread throughout the north and south of the Yangtze River and all parts of the Central Plains by post messengers.
Various gangs were talking about it, and no one knew what kind of medicine the current little emperor was selling. After the edict was passed, there was no movement in various places for a while, and everyone was waiting and watching.
Donglu, Confucius.
"Dad, what's going on with this imperial edict? Do you really want to choose a martial arts supreme to lead the world?" asked Kong Ren, the boss.
Since the Battle of Laoshan, the five sons of the Kong family seemed to have changed their tempers, and each one became more sensible than the last. Even the most dandy fourth child, Kong Zhi, has become much more mature and steady. Whenever important matters were discussed, the eldest brother Kong Ren would not speak, and the other four would remain silent.
The eldest brother Kong Ren almost died in that battle, but thanks to timely treatment and Kong Cai's various elixirs and supplements at all costs, his life was saved.
Kong Cai looked at the imperial edict that his servants copied back and said nothing for a while. After being silent for a long time, he said: "Your Majesty is no longer worried about Jianghu."
"But can such a martial arts conference be able to control Jianghu? Jianghu and various sects, large and small, do not receive salary from the court. At worst, if they don't participate, what can the court do?" Kong Yi, the second eldest brother, asked.
Kong Cai sighed: "If a small sect does not participate, the court cannot control it. If a small sect of ten or so people appears in the world today, and two small gangs of three to five people disappear tomorrow, the court cannot control it. But how can we... Are you staying out of it?"
"Our Kong family practices extremely special skills, and we are one of the best in the world when it comes to our unique skills. But today, how many people in the world can read the books of sages? How many people are willing to enter martial arts through Confucianism? Where is Wu Zhengdao? Without the help of the imperial court, it would be a matter of time before our Kong family disappeared into the long river of history."
Kong Li, the third child, nodded and said: "What dad said is true, but we can't go just like that, right? If other sects in the world don't go and we go, I'm afraid that the reputation of the world will plummet in the future and we will be scolded. A lackey of the imperial court.”
"I agree with Third Brother, it's better to wait and see first!" Kong Zhi, the fourth child, said.
Kong Cai looked at Lao Wu Kong Xin, who had been bowing his head in deep thought and saying nothing: "Xin'er, what do you think?" For this Lao Wu, after what happened last time, Kong Cai was quite impressed with him, and he was also very impressed at this time. Care about what this younger son thinks.
Kong Xin raised his head and said: "I thought that not only should I go, but I also have to go early! The sooner the better!"
"Tell me what you think." Kong Cai continued to ask without comment.
Kong Xin replied: "Our Kong family has been passed down for thousands of years, and we all rely on the reputation of our ancestors and the support of the imperial courts. Both of them are indispensable. Now that our Kong family is declining day by day, since Dad has hooked up with Master Yi, he will You have to strike while the iron is hot!”
"Master Yi is now honored as Duke Wu Ding, and is a popular person around His Majesty the Emperor. If we don't move around more, then all our previous efforts to exterminate the traitor Dongfang Zhong will be in vain."
Kong Li, the third child, replied: "That's not why we're in such a hurry."
Kong Cai nodded slightly, wanting to see the fifth man's explanation on this matter. Kong Xin said with a smile: "Third brother, you should know that adding icing on the cake is not as good as giving someone timely help! Since Your Majesty dares to issue this edict, he must be convinced of the world's sects. At least every sect will eventually go. You may not remember it. Who is the second and third sect that rushes to the capital, but the court will definitely remember the first sect!"
"Why are you so sure that all the great sects in the world will go to the capital?" Kong Zhi, the fourth child, asked.
Kong Xin continued to explain: "There is a mysterious woman coming from the northwest to challenge the various sects in the Central Plains. My brothers must have heard about it for a long time. Your Majesty issued such an edict at this time. First, the rebellious vassal areas have been calmed down and freed up. We are here to rectify the world, and these two are also a signal to the world of martial arts that the imperial court is not afraid of Beiyi!"
Kong Cai stood up from the chair, turned around eagerly several times, and finally walked up to Kong Xin: "Xin'er's words are in my heart!"
"Congratulations, fifth brother!" The other four people stood up and held their hands together. They couldn't help but admire Kong Xin's words.
Kong Cai sat back in his seat and looked at the five increasingly sensible sons in front of him. He felt very happy and felt that there was hope for the Confucius family.
"The five of you pack your bags and take a hundred capable and alert disciples with you. Tomorrow morning, you will go to the capital with your father to participate in the martial arts conference!" Kong Cai's voice was like a bell, and he changed from his usual elegant demeanor.
The five brothers of the Kong family looked at each other, and then they all raised their hands and said, "My children obey your orders!"
Chuxiang, Zhenyang Mountain.
"Senior brother, the imperial edict..."
"Just the four of you go, and take a look at my two disciples for me. How are they doing, hehehehe." Zhang Zongbai sat alone on the top of the mountain, overlooking the sea of clouds, smiling cheerfully, as if he had already passed through the sea of clouds. I saw my two apprentices who were far away in the capital.
Xuan Qingzi, who had all white hair and beard, said loudly: "Senior brother, we are not belittling ourselves, but...if you don't come forward, I'm afraid we won't win this martial arts competition..." The other three nodded after hearing this. Although the three of them have martial arts Good fortune, but that has been accumulated over many years. In terms of qualifications, the four of them are tied together, even one ten thousandth of Zhang Zongbai's is beyond compare.
Zhang Zongbai stretched out his hand and wiped his beard: "Who stipulated that our Zhenyang Mountain must win? And who said that Zhenyang Mountain cannot lose? No matter whether we win or lose, Zhenyang Mountain is still Zhenyang Mountain, you are afraid What?"
"But..." The four of them were still a little uneasy.
"Look." Zhang Zongbai stretched out his hand and pointed to the sea of clouds for everyone: "Except for the mountains, rivers and land, what else in this world has survived for thousands of years?"
Naturally, everyone could not see through the scene behind the sea of clouds, and could only think to themselves that nothing could survive for thousands of years. Even the Zhou Dynasty, which had the longest history, only existed for eight hundred years before disappearing into thin air.
"Whatever you ask for means that you don't have this thing, and you will ask for it if you don't have it. But the more you ask, the less you will have it. Otherwise, why bother asking? Natural heart, natural heart, fellow juniors." Zhang Zongbai simply said a few words and then stopped to answer. He crossed his legs and sat up in meditation with his eyes closed.
Several people glanced at each other. They were all experienced in Zen. Zhang Zongbai's words immediately woke them up: "Senior brother taught me that we will go down the mountain immediately and rush to the conference."
After everyone left, a smile appeared on Zhang Zongbai's lips: "If you don't understand, just ask, that's right. Otherwise, when I leave...who will you ask..."
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Fang Qianlong has been struggling for several days. The martial arts conference is a rare event in a century. No one knows when the next martial arts conference will be. In the past, the beggar gang had a bad reputation in the world. It would be a great thing if we could use this martial arts competition to make the Beggar Clan stand out and impress the martial arts world...
Du Ling'er looked at Fang Qianlong's indifferent expression and guessed what he was thinking: "If you want to go, just go. Why are you hesitating?"
"I am guilty now. I am afraid that I will find His Majesty and cause displeasure... You have followed me for these three years, and you can leave here in half a year. I don't want you to suffer anymore..." Fang Qianlong felt quite guilty.
Du Ling'er took the rice into her mouth: "If I were afraid of hardship, I wouldn't have left my father in the first place. What kind of hot cakes do you think you are? Everyone is rushing to get it? What I like is this kind of motivated you, Instead of being afraid of wolves before and tigers behind."
Xian'er was on the side, pulling off her white ribbon and handing it to Fang Qianlong's eyes, constantly gesturing.
"What's wrong? Xian'er, is this uncomfortable?" Fang Qianlong put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked with concern.
Du Ling'er said angrily: "She means that her illness was all treated by His Majesty. Your Majesty is a good person now, so don't worry."
"When did you... become so in tune with each other?"
"While you were away."
"Hahaha, it's my fault, I paid too little attention to you...I'll go see His Majesty after dinner!"
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Donglu, ask the prime minister.
"Dad, this... what is the competition in this martial arts competition? If it is a competition of martial arts..." Fu Qing looked at the edict with some bitterness.
Wenxiang Pavilion is very similar to Xiu Shanfang and is not good at martial arts. The first priority of Xiushanfang is medical skills, treating diseases and saving people, and relies on the remuneration paid by patients to be effective. Asking the Prime Minister, on the other hand, places more emphasis on merit and gets paid by inquiring about Jianghu news. They both reach the same goal through different paths. Precisely because of this, if Wen Xiangge were to compete for the martial arts supreme, it would be enough unless everyone abandoned their martial arts skills.
"The Pavilion Master just told me that we don't have to worry about the martial arts conference. We are just going to go through the motions. This treasure must be placed on Yi Xiaodao." Fu Qingsong looked at his slim daughter and felt quite sad. For consolation: If I hadn’t given birth to a daughter, I still wouldn’t be able to tie up Yi Xiaodao!
