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- Outside the Liehuo Hou Mansion, groups of sergeants and government officials lined up solemnly, attracting much attention.
People who eat melons on the street don¡¯t dare to get close, but they like to gather in a lively gathering, watch from a distance, and talk in low voices. After all, such big scenes are rare.
"Is something going to happen?"
"Bah, Madam Xiliu, tear off your crow's beak!"
"That's right, Lord Zhao is such a good man. He opens a tent to give porridge at the end of every year, and countless people are alive"
"Last year's sick man, Li Laoqi, passed away, leaving behind his mother, orphans and widows. The family had no strong labor force, and it was difficult to support themselves. If Mr. Zhao hadn't been merciful and exempted his family from rent for three years, We also took a pair of children into the Marquis's Mansion to study with the little Marquis, and the Li family's mother-in-law also works for the Marquis' Mansion, so the family of four will probably have grass growing in their graves."
"Old Li knows something under the Qiquan, it's time to rest in peace."
"Yes, Zhaohou Mansion doesn't accept everyone."
"It's a pity that the little Marquis is so jealous that he was born with a disease all over his body. It's not easy."
"Zhao Houye has amazing martial arts, but it's a pity that he has no successor"
"Does anyone know what happened?"
"have no idea."
"I hope it's not a bad thing, God bless."
""
Zhang Jingui dispatched the carriage and watched with the melon-eating crowd. In a short time, he found out some information about Liehuo Hou Mansion.
"Master, these people are from the prefect's Yamen and the Fire Army, but I don't know what happened. How about I go in and have a look?"
"That's fine."
For a monster king who is at the early stage of the Yuanji Realm, entering and leaving a mortal mansion is like flat ground. Zhang Jingui disappeared, and no one noticed anything wrong.
In just a moment, Zhang Jingui appeared again and reported to Zhang Weidong the situation in the house, but it was just a false alarm.
"Jinxia Mountain?"
Zhang Weidong felt that the word "Jinxia" sounded familiar. Soon, he remembered that there is a specialty half-yuan tea in Daqin called "Jinxia Rock Tea". ¡®Jinxiayan Tea¡¯ is not considered a low-level Yuancha, but it can be regarded as a rare item of the Yuanqi of Heaven and Earth on this abandoned planet.
??Are Jinxia Mountain and Jinxia Rock Tea the same place?
Of course, for him, ¡®Jinxiayan Tea¡¯ has become a thing of the past. There are some real low-level and mid-level Yuancha trees planted in his Qingmu Ling Mansion, and even high-level Yuancha trees are being cultivated, which is enough to be self-sufficient.
While the two were talking, there was a commotion at the gate of the Hou Mansion. A group of people walked out, several of them wearing official uniforms and eunuch uniforms of the Qin Dynasty, and people from the Hou Mansion were seeing each other off.
"It turns out to be Governor Li!"
"That man is Mr. Zheng, the supervisor of the Fire Army!"
"Mr. Zhou of the Hou Mansion is seeing you off"
""
Magistrate Li and Supervisor Zheng have high positions, but in terms of status, the third-level Liehuo Hou is still above them.
"Let's go and see you."
Manager Zhou is in his fifties, but he is tall, energetic, and powerful, and seems to have good kung fu skills. In fact, he studied under Zhao Lie's father and was considered a first-rate warrior in the world, but he usually kept it secret. Unfortunately, Zhao Lie's father died on the battlefield, and he came back with Zhao Lie's father's body on his back and assumed the position of general manager in the Zhao Mansion.
After bidding farewell to Magistrate Li and Supervisor Zheng, the team of government servants and sergeants left. Governor Zhou wanted to return to his home, but was stopped by Zhang Weidong and others, who expressed their intention to visit and pay homage to their old friends.
"You want to visit the Marquis?"
After a while, Zhang Weidong and Zhang Jingui were invited into the Hou Mansion. They were seated in the hall and served tea. Manager Zhou sat with them, but he tried to find out the details of the two of them during the conversation. However, Zhang Weidong didn't want to talk and was lost in thought, while Zhang Jingui was the one chatting.
Mr. Zhao took advantage of this time and hurried to the ancestral temple. He had no time to pay attention to the greetings from the servants along the way.
The ancestral temple is guarded and managed by a dedicated person, who is an elder of the Zhao family. Planting flowers, tending grass, guarding the ancestral temple, there is only one idle person.
"This is the patriarch?"
"Uncle Qi, I want to burn incense and be alone."
The seventh uncle of the tribe nodded, went out and closed the courtyard door without asking any more questions.
Marquis Zhao offered a stick of incense to the ancestors of the Zhao family and bowed. Under the spiritual throne of the first ancestor Zhao Erbao, there was a mechanism. He carefully took out a wooden box from which there was a scroll. After opening it, it was A portrait. If Zhang Weidong saw it, he would definitely recognize that the man in the painting was himself.
"impossible!"
?? Mr. Zhao remembered that since he was established as the young patriarch and heir of the Zhao family, his father had gradually revealed the secrets of ZhaoThere are three secrets, which are the treasures of the clan and must be protected. Kung Fu, auxiliary body-refining potion formula, and this painting.
The inheritance of kung fu and the formula of auxiliary body refining medicines have made the Zhao family produce many powerful warriors from generation to generation, which is why the Zhao family has inherited it to this day, and outsiders dare not provoke them easily. But what is the use of this painting? Mr. Zhao was curious at first and secretly looked at it many times, but found nothing.
But now, someone so similar to the person in the painting came to visit, but it was in the name of worshiping the ancestors of the Zhao family.
"This painting was painted a hundred years ago. If it were the same person, how could he be as beautiful as a young man? A descendant of the person in the painting? That should be the case! However, what is the relationship between this person and the Zhao family? Come to think of it, this person's ancestors Being on good terms with Zhao Zu, if it¡¯s just a small favor, there¡¯s no harm in helping.¡±
Mr. Zhao Hou put the scroll back up and left the ancestral temple, still puzzled.
Although the ¡®Three Clan Treasures¡¯ have been passed down intact, unfortunately, over a hundred years, many characters and stories have changed beyond recognition and have not even been recorded. Even Zhao Lie's father doesn't know about some of the people and events in his ancestor's past.
After a while, Mr. Zhao arrived and took his seat.
"I wonder if you two can prove your identities?"
"Can."
Zhang Weidong pondered for a moment, then he had a small jade bottle in his hand and threw it to Mr. Zhao Hou.
"There are some potions to assist in body refining. If there is no accident, the Marquis should be able to identify them. This potion was only owned by the Xu family at first, and it should have been passed on to the Zhao family. If the formula is not leaked, no one in the world except the Zhao family can , only I have it in my hand."
"This is?!"
When Mr. Zhao opened it and smelled it, his expression changed drastically. He instantly recognized the truth from the false, and his first thought was to kill him. Could it be that the Zhao family's secret medicine had been stolen? You must know that this potion is extremely important to the Zhao family, and only the Zhao family has it. Then he took a deep breath to calm himself down and not be impulsive.
"If Mr. Hou wants the formula, that's fine." Zhang Weidong said calmly, ignoring Mr. Zhao's ferocious expression for a moment.
"No need. I was really negligent just now. Your ancestors may have had an old relationship with the Zhao family. Now that you are here, if you have any difficulties, you might as well speak up"
"Thank you, Lord Marquis, but we don't have any difficulties. I just want to hear what happened to your ancestors Zhao Erbao and Xu Qing after they arrived in Daqin. What last words did she give to Zhang Weidong? Finally, I would like to offer incense to worship. , I got my wish, I wonder if it¡¯s convenient?¡±
Zhang Weidong?
Mr. Zhao's heart moved again, and he was once again certain that this person's identity should be true. He was a descendant of someone Zhao Zu had befriended. Otherwise, it would be impossible to say the word ¡®Zhang Weidong¡¯.
"this"
"What is there that the Marquis has to hide?"
"To be honest with you two, it is not impossible to worship, but even my father knew very little about the ancestors and did not mention much. As for the message from the ancestors to Zhang Weidong, Zhao did not hear it."
Xu Qing and Zhao Erbao did leave a portrait of Zhang Weidong, and they also told future generations some related things. Unfortunately, they were lost and forgotten after several generations. Moreover, this portrait is one of the treasures of the Zhao family, and it is impossible to show it to outsiders.
Zhang Weidong looked gloomy for a moment, sighed, and said, "In that case, let's pay my respects. Please lead the way."
"Zhao Zu and Xu Zu, the spiritual tablets of both families are enshrined in the Zhao family ancestral temple. As for the ancestral graves, they are not here. Non-direct descendants of the Zhao family are not allowed to enter. Please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter."
Today, the Zhao Family Ancestral Temple welcomed two outsiders. Accompanied by Mr. Zhao Hou and the Seventh Uncle of the Zhao Family, Zhang Weidong and Zhang Jingui successfully offered incense. However, Mr. Zhao did not let other members of the Zhao family come out to meet him. Apparently, he was guarding against the two of them and did not really regard them as friends of the Zhao family.
Zhang Weidong doesn't care about this.
On this planet, when mortals die, they are cremated and ascended to heaven. In the end, only ashes are left. There is no need to go to the ancestral graves or not. Coming here to worship is just to fulfill one of my wishes. For him, pursuing the great road is the root of everything.
The worship went so smoothly that Mr. Zhao, who was under surveillance and guard, was almost ashamed. Outside the ancestral temple, Manager Zhou also summoned some nursing staff to wait, and the atmosphere was tense.
Zhao Houye and others thought that the two of them would not really just come to worship, but Zhang Weidong and the other two did not say anything along the way. When they arrived at the Zhao family ancestral hall, they only looked at the spiritual tablets on the second floor above, and their emotions were revealed. , seemed sad, then burned incense, and then came out.
"What are your plans next? It's better to live in the city so that you can travel more easily in the future. Butler Zhou, you can arrange this"
"Yes, Lord Marquis." Manager Zhou came in in response.
However, Zhang Weidong got his wish and didn¡¯t want to stay any longer.
After Manager Zhou finished speaking, Zhang Weidong and Zhang Jingui disappeared in front of the Zhao family without any cover-up. The three members of the Zhao family were stunned and looked like they had seen a ghost. They were even doubting that they had just encountered a ghost? Suddenly like a dream.
"I took the painting away."
"This elixir can cure some congenital diseases."
Zhang Weidong's voice came to Mr. Zhao's ears, and then there was a small jade bottle in his hand.
This is all true!
?¡
Outside Hewang City, on the top of a hill.
When the two fell behind, Zhang Weidong had a wooden box in his hand. It was the one under Zhao Erbaoling's throne in the Zhao family's ancestral temple. Opening the wooden box, the scroll inside unfolded, and another Zhang Weidong appeared on the paper. This was painted by Xu Qing, so lifelike.
After looking at it for a moment, Zhang Weidong put away the scroll.
"Master, where should we go next?"
"Leave this planet, travel across the void, and search for Xuan-level spiritual energy, Xuan-level spiritual stones, and the master of refining spiritual weapons, Jin Gui. The next step is up to you"
"Haha, what a joke!"
Zhang Jingui suddenly revealed his true body, and a three-hundred-foot-sized light blue giant turtle appeared in the sky on the top of the mountain. Zhang Weidong jumped up, one man and one turtle soared into the sky. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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