Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 22
Inside the Ziyan building, the smoke is purple and the atmosphere is green!
Si Xuanyun has a graceful figure, sitting upright on the ice soul cloud bed, her eyes flashing, and the shadow of a red phoenix gradually appears and fades.

The two maids, Zitan and Qingli, hold swords in their chests, their jade faces are plain, and they are separated on the left and right.

Xun Shaohe looked angrily as he looked at the young man who came in, his nominal concubine.

Xun Shaoyu!

Xun Shaoyu ignored Xun Shaohe's angry gaze, knelt down and kowtowed, saying: "Shaoyu, see mother,"

Feeling the gaze that fell on his back like a knife.He suppressed the depression in his heart.

Sometimes, Xun Shaoyu also felt strange.

As ordinary and low-key as he is, when did he offend such a generous and unsparing devil?
He is as cautious as Xun Shaoyu, but he has no sense or even any foresight!
It was so inexplicable that he himself was really confused.

No matter how terrifying and sharp Xun Shaohe's eyes were.After all, he is not one of those great men in ancient biographies who can kill people with just opening their eyes.

Xun Shaoyu straightened his mind and greeted his aunt mother meticulously.

"Mother Jin'an, may you be blessed,"

After he finished speaking, he kowtowed three times to show his respect.

It has to be said that after ten years of court career, Xun Shaoyu had already reached the level of proficiency in "Houheixue".

Being thick-skinned and dark-hearted, thick-faced and dark-hearted, are the necessary conditions for a successful person. Let Xun Shaoyu perform it ten times ten.

Si Xuanyun nodded imperceptibly, obviously satisfied with Xun Shaoyu's correct position.

In the 24th pavilion of Nuo Daye Court, although Si Xuanyun was the wife of Lu Guo, she was the wife of Xun Shangguan.

But this does not mean that Si Xuanyun's family is the only one in Yeting.

In the Yin system, a country of vassals, there was a principal wife and four assistant wives.

Si Xuanyun firmly sat in the position of the principal wife, but there were also constraints from the four auxiliary wives.

Among the fourteenth sons of Marquis Lu Wen, there were four sons of auxiliary wives.

The four wives of the auxiliary country are either from the noble families of the court or the daughters of princes in Yuzhou, and have a strong power base.

Even though Xun Shaoze was both elder and direct descendant, Si Xuanyun was still a little uneasy.

As for the source of uneasiness, in addition to these auxiliary wives, there are also some outstanding concubine sons.

Xun Shaoyu, on the other hand, tried his best to avoid attracting the attention of Mrs. Lu Guo.

"You don't have to be polite,"

Si Xuanyun's phoenix eyes turned and she smiled sweetly: "Little Fourteen, I lost my biological mother when I was young, and I personally raised him. Little Fourteen and I are like parents,"

These words, although mother's love is like a mountain, also made Xun Shaoyu suddenly feel pressure.

His eyelids twitched, he put his head on the ground, and said anxiously: "My son has been raised by his mother since he was a child. The kindness of nurturing him for ten years is higher than the sky and thicker than the earth. My son will not forget it."

"No matter when and where, it's better to be kind than to be alive!"

Xun Shaoyu's words are sonorous and powerful, just like the jingling of gold and stone.

Si Xuanyun moved slightly, blinked his eyes, and said on his forehead: "No need for this,"

"Get up quickly, this kid is always so polite,"

"My family, why should we be so harsh on etiquette!"

No matter what feelings he had in his heart, Xun Shaoyu just kept a straight eye, saying: "It is difficult to repay the kindness of mother's upbringing. The son is dull, and among the other sons, he stands out from everyone. He is mediocre and mediocre. It is difficult for the mother to be proud of her son."

"Therefore, a son can only repay his mother by being extremely filial,"

A hint of warmth appeared in Si Xuanyun's jade face, and she nodded slightly to show her satisfaction.

Of course, if Xun Shaoyu dared to stand out among the scholars, he might not be alive now.

Not to mention the sheer malice of this Madam Si, he may not be able to withstand even the malice of the four auxiliary ladies.

Si Xuanyun waved his jade hand and said, "Give me a seat."

After the words fell, a chamberlain bowed into the pavilion and placed a jade stool in front of Xun Shaoyu.

Immediately, the chamberlain did not raise his head, but just knelt and slowly moved out of the pavilion.

Xun Shaoyu stood up and replied: "Yu'er, thank you mother for your kindness."

Si Xuanyun said: "No need to be restrained."

"Together, Yu'er, I'm the parent and son of the palace, I was raised by the palace, how come the older you get, the more you grow apart?"

She picked up a grape with her jade fingers, put it into her mouth, and said, "In the future, you will definitely become a feudal official, and there is no shortage of possibilities for you to become a king."

"With such restrictions, how can we talk about governing a place and regulating yin and yang?"

In this world, the princes and countries regard "ministers, officials, and scholars" as their honours.Among them, "scholars and officials" are classified into three categories: upper, middle and lower.

The "Qing" position is the highest, and there must be "Six Qings", "Qingxiang", and "Shangqing" when it comes to talking about it. He is the leader among the princes and countries in one area.

The position of "big official" under him is also very prominent, or he is called "big official of a land". He is a feudal prince of one or more places. He controls the military power and collects his own taxes. He can be called a small prince.

When Xun Shaoyu heard this, he immediately stood up, prostrated himself on the ground, and cried sadly: "My son is stupid and can't set foot in [Yi Jin Ji Forging Bones] so far."

"Now, there is only eight months left before the age of 12. The son feels that he has more energy than energy, and he may not be able to love his mother again. He also hopes that his mother will forgive his son for his unfilial piety."

A thousand catties of strength is the strength of an ox.

Although Xun Shaoyu has made some progress in martial arts now.But it only has 650 kilograms of strength.There is still some distance to go before reaching the Qianjin consummation mark.

The path of martial arts is to achieve physical sanctification!
In the eyes of some experts, the fluctuations above Qi and blood are simply undisguised, like candlelight, shining brightly.

Si Xuanyun looked gloomy and said quietly: "What should we do?"

"The laws of our ancestors cannot be abolished, and I can't even think about it!"

According to the ancestral teachings of the Xun family, as long as the tribesman fails to enter the realm of [changing muscles and forging bones] at the age of 12, the ceremony of adulthood, and develops the strength of a wild bull, he will automatically leave the tribe and become an ordinary commoner.

Xun Shaoyu smiled bitterly and said: "Son, of course you know that the laws of your ancestors cannot be abolished."

"Yu'er, don't dare to be wishful thinking and tamper with the clan rules and ancestral teachings,"

"I just think that I can no longer be at my mother's knees, so I feel sad."

Si Xuanyun looked at Xun Shaoyu who was becoming more and more immersed in it, and his eyes became more and more colorful.

…………

It's midday!

The pond was rippled with blue color and ripples.

Seeing Xun Shaoyu's retreating figure, Si Xuanyun's originally kind smile suddenly disappeared.

"Sure enough, I have grown up,"

Si Xuanyun whispered to himself: "I am ambitious."

"mother,"

Xun Shaohe muttered disdainfully: "That piece of trash, as long as he can't change his muscles and forge his bones, he will have no future after all."

"Why waste time on him."

Xun Shaohe's words, although straightforward, were also "bloody", revealing this fact.

In the eyes of most Xun disciples, Xun Shaoyu at this time is just a grasshopper after autumn, and he will not be seen for a few more days.

"presumptuous,"

Si Xuanyunfeng stared and said: "He'er, you have to remember that to survive in this Yeting, you need more than just force."

"In this world, only a heavenly being in charge of a peerless divine weapon can act unscrupulously and without any scruples."

"Otherwise, even your father, a heroic figure, must learn to assess the situation and not act rashly."

"Force... If you rely on force for everything and decide by force, you will only become a reckless man who cannot move forward, but you will never be a true hero!"

"My mother wants you to learn from Shaoyu, that is, to learn from his broadmindedness and his measure."

Si Xuanyun looked at the retreating figure coldly and said lightly: "To be able to live from a concubine to now,"

"How could he be a simple character!"

"Yeting, there is no such thing as simplicity!"

…………

After leaving Fengluan Pavilion, a gust of breeze blew by, and he suddenly felt cold. Xun Shaoyu was stunned.

But before he knew it, cold sweat wet his clothes, and his whole body was soaked with cold sweat.

With lingering fear in his heart: "It's really amazing,"

This seemingly ordinary question, in Xun Shaoyu's eyes, contained murderous intent without hesitation.

These words, almost every word, made him shudder.

Even his response needs to be considered several times in his heart before he speaks it out.

Marquis Lu Wen had fourteen sons and eight daughters. He was an underappreciated young son with neither a reliable background nor any outstanding talents.

If you want to live a long life, you can’t offend anyone.

Mrs. Si is the official wife, and she enjoys the name of Mrs. Lu Guo.

Xun Shaoyu did not dare to offend, and he could not afford to offend.

"Son,'

Zhao Chuan's eyes seemed to show mercy as he looked at the fourteenth young master.

A young master who is about to lose his clan status is naturally a fallen phoenix.

It's just that after many years of being a slave, Zhao Chuan still has no carelessness.

"Don't let me down, Madam's heart and soul," he said to Xun Shaoyu, pinching his voice.

Zhao Chuan's attitude made Xun Shaoyu feel certain, and in an instant, his expression was filled with sadness, making it difficult to tell the truth from the fake.

"To make the mother worry is because the son is unfilial."

Xun Shaoyu seemed to always be so submissive to Si Xuanyun.

"It's a pity that Shaoyu is so dull and can't let his mother show off her beauty,"

"Shao Yu's crime!"

Of course, at this moment, he felt indifferent in his heart: "It seems that the competition can only be successful, not defeated!"

"If you want to stand up, you have to make one move and complete the battle. As long as you keep your identity as the son of the Xun family. Even if you are a feudal official, you may not be able to hope for it in the future."

"I can't be ranked as a doctor, but I still have a glimmer of hope."

Along with your low murmur, his eyes were clearer than ever before.

Of course, this glimmer of hope is not good.

However, it is not impossible for him to step into the martial arts path in one fell swoop, and he must firmly grasp this opportunity.

Moreover, Xun Shaoyu had that square stone mirror and could travel across the universe.

Xun Shaoyu intuitively told him that as long as he devoted himself to studying the secrets hidden in that square stone mirror, he would definitely gain a lot.

This kind of harvest is enough for him to step into the path of martial arts in one step, or even a step closer.

(End of this chapter)