Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 21
Although the princes of the emperor are noble, they have no hope of everlasting life or extending their lives.

No matter the way of refining the body or the way of refining the Qi, it will cut off immortality and lead to no hope of success!

Unless you give up your position as king, you will have a chance to achieve immortality.Otherwise, it will only last for thousands of years, and it will be just another handful of loess.

Therefore, no matter the Si family of the Song Dynasty where Si Xuanyun was located, or the Xun family of the Lu Dynasty.

No monarch in the past dynasties has been on the throne for more than eighty years.

Although power and position are good, they are not as wonderful as immortality.

Although power is 'poison', it is somewhat insignificant in the face of the temptation of immortality.

Si Xuanyun knew this very well and had to take precautions.

She has reached the highest status a woman can achieve.Naturally, you have to arrange some arrangements for your life and death, and worry about your children.

"mother,"

Xun Shaohe shouted obediently.

In front of Si Xuanyun, he will always be a 'good boy'.

Of course, this has to exclude the dozens of floorboards he stepped on and the four or five wooden doors that were smashed along the way.

The martial arts he practices are extremely special and complement his temperament, which is fierce and domineering.

What appears on the outside is recklessness and dullness!

Si Xuanyun pursed her lips and smiled, for the youngest son.The mother of the State of Lu didn't have any good ideas.

After all, he is his biological son, so he cannot be beaten or scolded.

After all, even the common people of Li have the saying "the eldest grandson, the youngest son".

Even though Si Xuanyun was born into a noble family, he was not immune to the vulgarity.

For this young son, she was really afraid of breaking it when she held it in her hands, and she was afraid of melting when she held it in her mouth. She doted on her extremely.

Si Xuanyun sighed: "You... you really don't want me to worry about my mother. When can you change your anxious temper?"

Xun Shaohe chuckled, stepped forward and shook Si Xuanyun's arm, acting like a coquettish girl, and said: "He'er will always be my mother's He'er."

"If it changes, will it still be the familiar He'er in my mother's heart?"

This sentence really scratched the itch of Si Xuanyun, and the itch of all mothers.

No matter how old their children are, they are in their seventies or eighties with gray hair. In the eyes of their parents, they are still children.
Si Xuanyun said helplessly: "You...you...mother really can't help you!"

"You have to remember that to be a king, one should be able to express and receive one's temperament freely, naturally and without leaving any trace."

"You have a temper that is as fierce as fire. Everything is shown on your face. You are too deliberate. How can you be a good king, guard the Xun family's palace, and share your brother's worries?"

Although Xun Shaohe, as a legitimate son, cannot ascend to the throne of the monarch, it is inevitable that as a party, he will have no worries in his life.

It's just that as a prince, you naturally have subordinates, staff, soldiers, and people.

With such a character, how could Marquis Lu Wen be so relieved that he would grant a fiefdom to Xun Shaohe to take charge of.

This kind of mental defect naturally gave Si Xuanyun a headache.

"lady,"

Zhao Chuan, the chief chamberlain, walked lightly and whispered: "Master Yu, please greet me,"

Si Xuanyun waved his hand gently, his eyes moved, and the light was blurred for a moment, and said: "Let him come in,"

"Here!"

Zhao Chuan lowered his eyelids and said in a deep voice.

Immediately, he turned around and went downstairs, only 'kick!Kick!Kick! 'The sound.

Xun Shaohe stood aside with a look of disgust on his face and said: "Hmph... Xiaosi, this loser, instead of practicing his martial arts in a down-to-earth manner, he only knows how to flatter his mother all day long..."

"Mom, He'er looks at him as a wolf that hasn't been raised well and must be tied up tightly."

Although Xun Shaoyu's presence in Yeting was very low, Xun Shaohe just didn't like him.

This feeling is hard to explain, unclear, and very complicated.

Si Xuanyun smiled softly: "You...if you have Xiaosi, you can think about it even half-heartedly, and you will be satisfied as your mother."

"My mother also knows that Xiao Shisi... is a thoughtful person."

"But no matter how serious it is, it's just a baby that's still smelly, and I'm not going to take it lightly as a mother."

The corner of her mouth curled up, as if she was joking.

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Outside Fengluan Pavilion!

In a pavilion, Xun Shaoyu was sitting in the pavilion, quietly waiting for Mrs. Lu Guo's propaganda.

With a seemingly plain face and a pair of blurred pupils, there was an erratic figure.

Between the moves, the boxing skills are completely reflected in the stone mirror.

There are one boxing technique, "Ox Demon Powerful Fist", "Tiger Demon Bone Refining Fist", "Xiao Guan Xing Shou" and "Big Monument Smashing Shou". These four boxing techniques and martial arts are the martial arts that Xun Shaoyu has practiced since he was a child.

It is so deeply immersed that almost every move is filled with spiritual energy, and there is nothing better than this to move around the world.

From these four martial arts, remove the dross and take the essence.

Xun Shaoyu opened and closed his eyes, seemingly immersed in it.

The martial arts of these moves are gradually condensing, as if they have been refined over time and are getting better.

A drop of red liquid source of power slowly spread out, and wisps of red energy seeped into the stone mirror.

Finally, it was gathered into one punch, which was as powerful as a bull demon, like a tiger demon refining bones, like a small star-shaped hand, or a big stone-breaking hand.

This boxing technique has the meaning of four techniques.

"One drop of source power can only do this,"

He kept his expression motionless, his eyes fixed, and he thought to himself. "These four martial arts are worthy of being superior. They can directly lead to changing the muscles, forging the bones, cutting off the hair and washing the marrow!"

"Every style, every move cannot be changed or tampered with. You can only use source power to smelt one or two."

His clear eyes gradually became calm.

Several chamberlains stood aside, standing with their hands down, glancing at Xun Shaoyu, seeming a little surprised.

These chamberlains are all accomplished in martial arts and are particularly sensitive to the ups and downs of breath.

Xun Shaoyu's aura changed in an instant, causing the energy of these chamberlains to move.

"The chamberlain of Fengluan Pavilion is also quite extraordinary!"

He also dealt with the doubts on the looks of these chamberlains calmly and kept his expression.

Mere chamberlains and servants are all so clever.

Madam Si's power can be seen in the Nuo Daye Court.

Xun Shaoyu has learned a lot about her skills in these short 11 years.

The depth of the routine and the ruthlessness of the tactics made Xun Shaoyu, a reborn person, have no choice but to stand aside.

Play the role of 'good boy' honestly.He didn't dare to cross the thunder pool even half a step, for fear that if he was not careful, he would be shattered to pieces.

Mrs. Lu Guo, Si Xuanyun, has both such means and such power.

'Good boy' Xun Shaoyu must maintain his 'personality' and cannot tamper with the script at will.

Otherwise, Mrs. Lu Guo is not a vegetarian.

In other words, someone who can survive in the intrigues of the court.No matter how kind-hearted you are, you cannot be a 'vegetarian'.

Xun Shaoyu gently sipped the warm water in the cup to moisturize some of the chapped corners of his lips.

Looking around Zhou Za, I saw that these chamberlains were all thick-boned, and they obviously had great skills.

Although there are different depths, they must have entered the way of martial arts, the skin of the muscles and bones, and the strength is transparent.

Each one of them has at least developed the strength of a wild ox, and can easily strengthen muscles and bones.

"Yeting, there is a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger!"

He clicked his tongue and thought.

These internal servants, don't look at their usual submissive appearance.

However, with their force, outside the army, they should at least be a team of grassroots officers with fifty armors under their command.

It is even possible for some backgrounds to be outstanding, even if one party is in charge and has three hundred armors.

Of course, most of these internal servants would not think of being an unqualified officer.

In Nuo Daye Court, although the status of the chamberlain is humble, it also depends on whom one is humbled to.

Many chamberlains, chief stewards, and chief stewards are often in Yeting, groveling.

But in the outer court, he has a different face.

"Young master,"

A drake's voice suddenly sounded.

Zhao Chuan, who was dressed in a green robe, walked out of Fengluan Pavilion with small, leisurely steps.

He shouted to Xun Shaoyu: "Young Master,"

"Young master,"

"Mrs. Si summoned me," Zhao came to the pavilion, bowed slightly and saluted, with a look that was a little flattering and a bit flattering.

However, Xun Shaoyu will not take these 'looks' as real

How could the dignified manager of Fengluan Pavilion, the head of the chamberlains, deliberately flatter a down-and-out young man?Moreover, he is still an inconspicuous bastard.

Doesn't it seem that this chamberlain is too incompetent and too ridiculous?

However, this is Zhao Chuan's way of being a slave.

It was also the reason why Zhao Chuanneng overcame all obstacles and became one of the three chief managers of Ye Ting, making Si Xuan Yunyi his confidant.

A domestic slave is a domestic slave; a master is always a master!
Zhao Chuan's sense of proportion has always been excellent.

The rules of master and servant may not be taken too seriously by ordinary princes.

However, once you pay attention to it, it is enough to make decades of love exhausted in one day.

In Zhao Chuan's view, big mistakes often develop from small mistakes.

It has become instinct for him to be cautious and cautious.

Xun Shaoyu stood up, quickly supported Zhao Chuan, and said, "You are very polite, Mr. Zhao."

"You are old, you have been in the palace for decades, you have watched Shaoyu grow up, you are like Shaoyu's elder."

Xun Shaoyu supported the fat middle-aged man and said sincerely:
"No, in Shaoyu's eyes, you are the elder of our family!"

Zhao Chunyan was stunned and speechless.

Xun Shaoyu's words had a great impact on Zhao Chuan.

After all, he has been in the palace since he was a child. Of course, there is not much concern for one person to have enough to eat and the whole family not to be hungry.

But for the older Zhao Chuan, he is powerful and favored, but he may not have no pursuit.

The family love he lost since childhood is still a concern that he still has in his heart today.

Our family has long heard that Mr. Yu is humble and polite, like spring breeze turning into rain, moistening things silently.

The Xun family lineage is respectable and awesome!

Zhao Chuan suddenly thought of this thought.

Immediately, he lowered his eyelids and smiled: "Hehehe... How can an emasculated old slave like me win the love of the young master? I don't deserve it, I don't deserve it."

However, having said that, Zhao Chuan's attitude towards Xun Shaoyu has softened slightly.

"Sir, my wife is in the Purple Smoke Tower. It is better not to keep her here for too long. Otherwise, I will not be able to bear the consequences."

He stretched out his hand and spoke gently.

(End of this chapter)