Chapter 1621 Nothing to Regret

There is a spring jujube tree in the courtyard, which grows against the season. Now is the time to bear fruit. A tree of red fruits was so heavy that it almost dropped to the ground.

Chong Xuansheng walked over, picked a handful, gave a few to Jiang Wang, and ate them while walking.

The courtyard of Bowanghou Mansion is deep.

When Jiang Wang first came to Zi, he felt like seeing the sea.

If there is really going to be a grand banquet, the standard will only be higher than the wedding banquet at Shuofang Bo's Mansion three months ago, not lower.

After all, it is the top famous sect in Da Qi. Now it is the peak of the sect with three princes. Overwhelmed Bao by more than one head.

Of course, today is a private banquet, and there are not many outsiders.

Following the old housekeeper through the corridor and around the corner, he walked to the central hall, where Chongxuan Yunbo was having a very pleasant conversation with a middle-aged man.

"Hahaha, it's really unbearable to say that as soon as I mentioned him, he came back!" The old man laughed loudly.

He stretched out his hand and said, "Come on, Ah Sheng, Qingyang, come and meet Dr. Ye!"

Today's guest at Bowanghou Mansion turned out to be Ye Henshui, the official of the Political Hall.

He is famous for his literary works, and is especially good at Qingci.

The so-called green words are also called green chapters. It refers to the inscriptions praying to the heaven and expressing the past emperors during the sacrificial ceremony. It is named after the vermilion words dropped on the ivy paper.

I only want gorgeous writing to show the elegance of the prosperous age.

Ye Henshui has the most gorgeous writing style in Qi today. His writing style was called "Dragon Palace Garden" by his contemporaries, which means that reading is like walking in Dragon Palace Garden, extremely gorgeous.

There are many imitators, and he is also a very influential group in the Qi literary world.

Nowadays, every time Qi Ting holds a grand ceremony, Ye Henshui comes to write Qing Ci, which shows his status.

Even for the sake of Chongxuan Sheng, Jiang Wang could not disrespect Chongxuan Yunbo. Not to mention that he always respected the courtesy of a junior in front of the old Marquis.

As soon as the old man spoke, he quickly stepped forward to greet him.

Chong Xuan Sheng, who was good at dancing and had long sleeves, was not very active for some reason. He walked slowly beside Jiang Wang and reluctantly saluted.

In terms of seniority, Jiang Wangzhong and Xuan Sheng were both juniors, so Ye Henshui certainly deserved the courtesy.

But just when Jiang Wang was about to bow, Ye Henshui stood up with a smile on his face: "I and the Chongxuan family are close friends. You and Asheng are brothers. We are one family." People don’t have to be polite.”

Jiang Wang didn't know that Ye Henshui was so close to the Chongxuan family, but Ye Henshui was smiling all over his face, so he couldn't help but respect him: "Today I can sit with the romantic Doctor Ye, who is a romantic poet. Although Wang is rough, he is I can also smell the fragrance of ink, which makes me happy! ”

"A Sheng." The only person still sitting in the room was Chongxuan Yunbo. He looked at Chongxuan Sheng and said with concern: "Are you tired from practicing in the academy during this period? Grandpa thinks you are not in good spirits."

Then he smiled and said to Ye Henshui: "This kid is usually very happy. It seems that Jixia Academy is a good place to temper your temper."

Ye Henshui looked at Zhong Xuansheng with a smile on his face: "I have reviewed the entire battle on the eastern front of Xia. How can Ah Sheng's temperament need to be tempered? In the future, he will not be compared to Dingyuan Hou. Difference!"

"Doctor Ye is overly praised. How can I compare with my uncle?" Chongxuan Sheng seemed to have come to his senses. He replied Ye Henshui, and then said to Chongxuan Yunbo: "To be honest, grandpa, my grandson is being raped every day in the academy. My cousin was provoked and beaten, and he has accumulated hidden injuries, so he is mentally weak... I will not eat anymore, I will go back and rest first. "

Chongxuan Yunbo smiled and waved his hand: "You kid, please stop joking in front of your Uncle Ye. Otherwise, how can you make your Uncle Ye really worried about you?"

"I'm not kidding." Zhong Xuan Sheng's fat face, which was always full of smiles, was very serious at this moment.

He bowed to Ye Henshui and said, "I'm sorry, Doctor Ye. Zhong Xuan Sheng is not feeling well, so I won't stay with you."

"It's okay." Ye Henshui didn't have any unpleasant expression on his face, and said very gently: "I'm not feeling well, so I need to take good care of myself."

Then he said to Chongxuan Yunbo: "Master Hou, Ah Sheng's health is urgent. I can't bother you anymore. I'll have tea with you another day."

After that, he turned around and left.

No matter how dull Jiang Wang was, he felt something was wrong in the atmosphere at this moment.

He hurried a few steps and walked out of the hall: "Doctor Ye, let me see you off."

The central hall of Bowanghou Mansion naturally has clear windows and excellent lighting.

After the outsiders left, the grandfather and grandson sat and stood in the large room, but the atmosphere was not relaxed.

Chongxuan Yunbo sat at the top of the table, never getting up and not speaking for a long time.

Chong Xuan Sheng didn't say anything about going back to rest, and just stood there.

The silence lasted for a long time.

In the end, it was Chongxuan Yunbo who spoke first.

"Ye Henshui is listed in the Political Affairs Hall and holds a high position of authority. Looking at the entire Qi State, there are not many such people. He came to visit in person today. Does this show that he takes it seriously?"

Chong Xuan Sheng said nothing.

Chongxuan Yunbo continued: "He only has one younger sister, who is married to Xing Yuntu, the governor of Pingyuan County. Although Xing Yunduo is only a county governor, due to historical reasons, their family has been operating in Pingyuan County for many years, and the Xing family is known as Pingyuan County. He is called Prime Minister. He is much better than the Liuguan County Sheriff in other places. You can understand this, right?"

Chong Xuan Sheng remained silent.

"Ye Henshui's only sister, and Xing Yundan's only daughter, are extremely favored. Xing Qingxue's reputation is one of the best in the western part of the empire. Isn't she pretty?"

Chong Xuan Sheng remained silent.

"I know that you always love to compete with Bao Zhongqing. The marriage I arranged for you is more than ten times better than that of the two sons of the Bao family." Chongxuan Yunbo's old voice was not very high, but he was very angry: "Why are you so angry and causing trouble to me today!"

Chong Xuan Sheng, who had no problem with his eloquence but had been silent for a long time today, finally spoke: "Where is Fourteen?"

"Fourteen?" Chongxuan Yunbo frowned and said: "She is just a dead soldier. There are not only one thousand dead soldiers like the Chongxuan family, but also eight hundred. What are you thinking!?"

Chongxuansheng looked at Chongxuan Yunbo and said stubbornly: "Where is Fourteen?"

"Insolent!" Chongxuan Yunbo was furious. He slapped the armrest and knocked it away: "Chongxuanzun is the champion of his own family. Who are you? I can't control Chongxuanzun, and I can't control you either. ?"

Although this old marquis, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, is riddled with old wounds and has no cultivation, his majesty is extraordinary.

He served in the army throughout his life and made countless contributions to the country. Many of the powerful generals in today's Da Qi army were once his former subordinates.

Even the Military God Jiang Mengxiong had to be polite in front of him. Even Ye Henshui, the court official, was very respectful in front of him.

At this time, the anger is so strong that it is like a tiger roaring in the forest.

But Chongxuan Sheng just looked at him directly and said seriously: "Chongxuan Zun is the champion who established his own family, and I was the one who forced him to establish his own family. Grandpa, I don't want to challenge your majesty, nor do I want to I don't care about Ye Henshui or Xing Qingxue. I just want to know...where is Shi Shi?"

Chongxuan Yunbo's voice became lowered: "Chongxuan Sheng, do you think your wings are stiff? You haven't succeeded to the title of Marquis Bowang yet!"

"You give it to whomever you like, what's the big deal!" Zhongxuansheng finally couldn't suppress his uneasiness anymore. He waved his hand impatiently and asked angrily: "What did you do to Fourteen?!"

Chongxuan Yunbo has always known that Chongxuan Sheng is a courageous child. He had always been concerned about the things that Chong Xuan Sheng had done and the difficulties that he had overcome. I have also felt emotional and comforted again and again.

But today is the first time that he has faced this courage in person.

He truly felt that this grandson who used to hide his emotions with a smile, this little fat boy who always smiled playfully and played tricks in front of him, had really grown up.

So I felt my own aging more clearly...

He didn't believe that Yizhong Xuansheng was so smart that he couldn't think of the reason why he did what he did today, or what a better choice would be. But after all, it was because of a woman and a dead soldier that he became so confused.

When he was young, how could anyone dare to talk to him like this? Even in the Wailou Realm, back then, he could slap away ten current Chongxuan Shengs. After suffering irreversible damage and losing hope of God's arrival, he was still able to firmly control the entire Chongxuan family and cultivate several children except Mingguang into talents. After what happened with Ming Tu, he was able to support the crumbling family power of the Chongxuan family and keep the Chongxuan family standing. Are his methods ordinary?

I am getting old after all...

It’s not just the physical body that’s aging, it’s not just the blood that’s declining.

There is also spirit, will, and even temper...

He sighed deeply in his mind.

There was no expression on his face at all, and he said to Chongxuansheng calmly: "Have you ever thought about how you will support this family after you take over the title? Have you ever thought outside of your own feelings about Chongxuansheng? As Bowang Hou, have you considered the future of this family? Do you know what is the most important thing for a family to be passed down for a long time? "

His wrinkled face showed the majesty of time.

In his not-stern eyes was the history and authority of the entire family.

But Zhongxuansheng's eyes were very small, so small that they could only accommodate one person.

Then he looked at Zhongxuan Yunbo with these eyes: "Do you know how important Fourteen is to me?"

This pair of grandparents and grandchildren each knew the answer to the other's question, but neither gave the other an answer.

Chongxuan Yunbo raised his hand that already had age spots and pointed outside: "Look at the spring jujube tree in the courtyard. If it is not pruned, it will be crushed.

Out of season is not a problem, nor is wind or rain.

But why can't it hold up?

It is certainly a good thing to have lush branches and abundant fruits, but the main trunk cannot be weak. If the main trunk cannot hold up, it will be crushed by the overly lush side branches.

Your uncle Chongxuan Chu Liang was a real man in the world, with unparalleled military prowess. Your cousin Chongxuan Zun, the Perfect God, is less than thirty years old and has already been awarded the title of Champion Marquis. They are the pride of the Chongxuan family, making the entire Chongxuan family stronger and more respected, but... they will have to bear What about you, the head of the family?

Your cultivation is weak, and you have no maternal support behind you. With your current strength, you cannot support such a big family. I believe you can do well if given time, but where does the long time come from?

Chu Liang treats you like his own son, and A Zun will not argue with you anymore. But what about ten years from now? What about a hundred years from now? Once an opportunity arises, even if A Zun doesn't want to fight for it, what about the people around him? What about the people who have been following him?

Now that they have separated and become independent, they will become a branch of the Chongxuan clan from now on.

Throughout the ages, how can there be a long-lasting family with weak trunks and strong branches?

With your intelligence, you should understand. Only by marrying Ye Henshui's niece, cultivating oneself internally, and making strong marriage connections externally can one firmly control the family and unite the power of the entire Zhongxuan clan. This is the best choice for you and the Chongxuan clan. "

Chongxuansheng listened to him quietly and only asked: "Where is Yu Shisi?"

Chongxuan Yunbo finally sighed: "If you insist, Fourteenth can be your concubine."

Zhong Xuansheng put down the stone in his heart. The old man's words at least showed that Fourteen was fine... That was enough. He could protect Fourteen, and he would never be separated from Fourteen again.

With his wisdom and the resources he could mobilize now, he would not be afraid of any challenge. What made him afraid and nervous was just that kind of unknown. He didn't know whether Zhong Xuan Yunbo would use any harsh means during his study in the academy - the possibility was very low, but he was very scared.

He has always been a person who dared to go to the gambling table at all costs, but he didn't dare to gamble on Fourteen's affairs.

During the three months in Jixia Academy, he certainly practiced hard every day, was beaten every day, and had no spare time. But Fourteen's figure was in his mind all the time.

For so many years, he had long been accustomed to having such a person, always quietly accompanying him. Listening to his complaints, accompanying him on adventures. Giving him endless tenderness under the cold armor.

Now he has calmed down.

Finally, he can think calmly. All the causes and effects related to today are clearly displayed in his mind.

He made a decision without hesitation.

But after careful consideration, he still chose this way.

"I won't take a concubine." This fat man who could discuss everything looked at his respected grandfather and said in an unnegotiable manner: "I will only marry one wife, that is Fourteen."

How can the dignified Marquis of Bowang of Daqi take a dead warrior as his principal wife?

Chongxuan Yunbo looked at him disappointedly: "Even if you lose the title of Marquis of Bowang?"

From childhood to now, what have you been working hard for? Seizing a little opportunity, you resolutely bet everything on the gambling table and use all your talents to fight for what?

After finally winning until now, do you have to stop at this last step?

Chongxuansheng thought that he would have too complicated emotions at this moment. But in fact, his heart was calm.

A first-class family in Daqi, a hereditary marquis who Cao Jie failed to be awarded even after destroying the Xia Kingdom and proving the true master, and a Fourteen...

How can they be compared?

Why can those things be compared with Fourteen?

At this moment, Chong Xuansheng felt calm. He said very calmly, "Except for Fourteen, I have nothing to regret."

"Chong Xuansheng!"

Chong Xuan Yunbo's voice suddenly rose.

He looked at Chong Xuansheng with his already somewhat cloudy eyes, as if he had used up all his strength: "I am going to die!"

In his life of fighting, he had never been so weak.

When Chong Xuanmingtu went to the sea, he did not even look at him.

Today, looking at his grandson, he was so sad...

"I will not live beyond this year." He said.

He just wanted to arrange the future of his family before he died. He just wanted his lifelong sacrifice and struggle to have a reassuring ending.

Such fragile emotions were revealed on his aging face.

Chong Xuansheng was stunned on the spot.

For a long time.

He knelt down, slammed his forehead on the floor tiles, and knocked his head hard.

The floor tiles were broken and blood came out of his forehead.

Then he stood up and walked out without looking back.