Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 226 Offering the Sword
On the long street in the dark night, Li Mingqing and the old man walked south.

On the roadside, I met a tall man heading north, it was Gu Guang.

The two parties greeted each other, and Li Mingqing asked: "Where is Brother Gu going?"

"Oh, I'm going to Zhang's house." Gu Guang said with a smile, "I guess they have finished their meal and want to talk to Junxue."

"Oh, Brother Gu, can you ask Jun Xue for me to see if the head of the Zhang family is with her?"

".Okay." Gu Guang was a little confused, "What's the matter?"

Li Minqing paused and said with a smile: "The head of the family sneaked into the city two days ago and disappeared. We suspect that he has some dealings with Qijiao."

"What?" Gu Guang stared.

These words somewhat disrupted his thinking. Shang Huaitong was the culprit who put the Zhang family into a dilemma. How could there be a deal if it was too late?

What's more, Qijiao is about to collapse the building now, and the current head of the Zhang family has great wisdom and courage. Otherwise, he would not have vigorously promoted the cooperation with Zheng Shou back then. How could he do such a stupid thing now?
"It's a pity that the time is too short. I can't find him, and I don't know what Qijiao uses him for." The girl sighed slowly, "But we just received a message, and it seems that we have some clues."

"found it?"

"No, it's Mr. Sui from a few days ago. He returned to Bowang tonight."

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"If the head of the family is in the Zhang family, I'll trouble you to deliver a message to the state government office. If not, just go about your business." Li Mingqing said with another smile.

Gu Guang Surong nodded: "I'll go there right away."

Seeing the man striding away, the smile on Li Mingqing's face disappeared, and his eyes and brows became serious again.

"What an endless moth." The girl leaned against the old man and sighed irritably.

Li Weiru smiled kindly: "No one will wait for death obediently. We have been pushing forward non-stop these days, and Qijiao must have done everything we can."

Li Mingqing looked at the state government office in the distance and took a deep breath: "Let's get there quickly."

"I think you don't have to have too many hopes, why not go back and have a bowl of fish."

Li Mingqing glared at him: "You are planning to let go, you can see everything."

Li Weiru chuckled: "If you can go to the Sword Xiuyuan, I will bear the burden for another two years."

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In the spacious courtyard in the north of the city, the Zhang family stayed.

The cold white moon shone on the lush tree canopy, painting the entire courtyard with a cold feeling, but there was an orange fire reflected from below, but it was the candlelight from the doors and windows under the tree.

The cool night was completely excluded, and the room was filled with orange warmth from the firelight.

The banquet was over, and the atmosphere was now completely joyful. More than ten people sat down casually and chatted about various topics.

Zhang Junxue is sitting on a couch. The hall in front of them has just been cleaned and tidy by them all. The floor is clear and the walls are as new. There is a long table under the central hall, waiting for something to be placed.

The two elders were not in the room, and they were preparing for the "Knives and Wishes" ceremony that would take place later.To be honest, Zhang Junxue was still a little nervous.

This is a family tradition passed down from generation to generation in the Zhang family. It originated from the bloody chaos of the previous dynasty. At that time, if the disciples of the Zhang family had deep hatred and ambitions, they would dye cloth with blood, write a letter of deeds that they were willing to die for, and then wrap their swords with it. And go.If it can be accomplished, it will be inscribed on the sword and sacrificed in the ancestral temple; even if it cannot be accomplished, as long as it does not violate its ambitions throughout its life, it will be inscribed on the sword and then buried with it to show the strong blood of the disciples of the Zhang family.

Nowadays, times have changed and the family has declined. Although this old custom is no longer so cruel, it is still an extremely upright custom of the Zhang family.

What it represents is still the word "achievement".

He must be a talented person from the Zhang family. He must not be inactive. Only when he is about to do great things, he will receive this gift. When he "offers the sword", he will receive a responsibility; after "making a wish", he will receive an honor.

And for the Zhang family, this is not just vanity in name, it actually represents a solid "deacon's power." Whenever there is a major event, only those who wear the inscription "Ying Dao" can enter the ancestral temple to discuss, and even if When you take it outside, you only need to place the Ming Yuan Knife out, and those who know how to do it will know that they are the pillars of the Zhang family.

The Zhang family currently has only four wish-mingling knives.

The finals on the last day of the Golden Autumn Wushu Competition are naturally regarded as a big event. The two uncles prepared this gift for Zhang Junxue as a matter of course, which is an implicit recognition - regardless of the past grievances, since they are still members of the Zhang family, that is what they should have She must have it. If this wish can be engraved on her, she will be the fifth one.

However, whether the wish can be "remembered" is a matter later. Currently, the only ritual performed is "offering a knife". There are still quite a few people who have performed the first half of the ritual, and some have not been able to fulfill their wishes for more than ten years.

And Zhang Junxue wrote it down at this time, and it is very likely that it will not be engraved until the next session or the next session. At present, the meaning of this ceremony is more in name than in reality. It probably means blessing and strong conduct.

Zhang Junxue has seen this etiquette before. The process is actually very simple, even crude, but the sense of solemnity and longing that has been in the woman's heart since she was a child lingers in the woman's heart.

From a certain point of view, it was hard to say which one made her happier, winning the martial arts leader or getting the Ming Yuan Sword.

Therefore, at this time, I inevitably felt a little nervous and nervous, but I couldn't help but look over there from time to time.

In fact, she hadn't even thought about what to write yet.

The young lady from Sanbo's family was leaning closely against her. The Zhang family were generally tall, but the women were generally just a little taller than others. People as tall and strong as Zhang Junxue were very rare in the Zhang family. This Zhang Junlan was in There were little birds beside her.

At this time, he was quietly giving her advice: "If I write as the leader, I will definitely not get it this year. Why not write as a semi-finalist? According to this year's difficulty, it is definitely a high goal. And in the weak season, this goal will still be If it is barely enough, everyone will still recognize it, and then it will be completed.”

What this young lady said is indeed very reasonable, but Zhang Junxue secretly disagreed in her heart - our "wish on the sword" should be based on our own ambitions, and we must do something worthy of ourselves and shocking others. The real thing is, how can you use these little tricks just to barely pass the test?

However, she was carefully enjoying the newly repaired relationship at this time and did not want to express any different opinions.

The two of them were talking and listening here when Zhang Junyan walked over with a plate of persimmons and saw five small red lanterns stacked upright - four were placed on a square base below, and the last one was placed on the ground. Go to center.

Zhang Junlan reached out and was about to take it, but Zhang Junyan dodged it: "Hey! What are you in a hurry for?"

He returned the plate and handed it to Zhang Junxue, smiling: "Junxue, take the top one!"

"This partiality is too deliberate."

Zhang Junyan rolled her eyes at her: "You won't have a martial arts competition tomorrow - this is called 'Five Persimmons Picking the Best'!"

Zhang Junlan was speechless: ".When did such a strange lottery happen?"

"I just thought about it."

　I will post two thousand words first, and the later ones will be longer. I will post them together after I finish them today.It may be a little late, but there's no need to wait.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)