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"The rules of heaven and earth are omnipresent and omnipresent, and if the land is dry for a long time, it rains, and the rain continues, and flash floods occur, and the earth changes. The world we know www.biquge.info has always been running naturally with his rules, and the emergence of human beings has more or less changed these rules, but in the final analysis, the rules still exist anywhere in this world, and they no longer affect us all the timeIf we break the shackles of Sanjiu, then we are like a virus that white blood cells cannot swallow, we will become eternal existence, such as cancer cells, if we are really the cancer cells of this world, then I think that when we become cancer cells and exist infinitely, this world will inevitably impose restrictions on us again, and this imprisonment is like the body's self-immune system. They will control us at all times and prevent us from spreading to other places, so there are ancient rumors that after the 39th Month, the solid eternal life, which means that the people who have survived the shackles of the 39th will eventually be imprisoned by the rules of heaven and earth, and can only exist in a certain place forever. ”

Zhao Jianyu held the teacup in his hand and said to Zhao Chunliang in a slow tone.

"Anyway, we're all bad beings in this world, aren't we?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"That's right." Zhao Jianyu said, "We have changed the rules of this world, which must be bad for this world, so this world wants to destroy us and set up shackles for us." ”

"Then why do we exist in this world? Since the world has rules, when we appear, these rules should kill us all. Zhao Chunliang said.

"A healthy body cannot be without viruses." Zhao Jianyu said, "The virus can improve our immunity, so that we will not be defeated all at once when we encounter a more powerful virus in the future, and in the same way, a healthy world must also have some existence that destroys the rules of the world, so that the rules of the world can be continuously improved." This world is a human body, but this human body has no self-consciousness, more simply it is a vegetative person, we are growing and struggling in the body of a vegetative person, but until now, I don't know what our ultimate goal is. ”

"How?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"We exist like cancer cells, but the end result of cancer cells is to kill the host, and we can't make the world die, so what is our goal?" Zhao Jianyu asked.

Zhao Chunliang frowned tightly and fell into deep thought.

"Rare Chinese New Year's Eve, what evil things are you father and son talking about? In my opinion, people live in this world, have relatives, lovers, and friends, and this is enough, just like we are now, three generations in the same house, our sons are promising, and our daughters-in-law are all beautiful and virtuous, isn't this life worth it? Zhou Qingge said with a smile.

"That's right, take the road under your feet, keep your heart, enjoy every moment, I firmly believe that as long as we keep moving forward, one day, we can find the answer. Here, son, a toast. Zhao Jianyu picked up the wine glass and said.

"Cheers!" Zhao Chunliang picked up the wine glass and touched the glass with his father, and drank the wine in the glass.

At this time, it was already eight o'clock, and on TV, the Spring Festival Gala officially began.

Because many years ago, there was a brain-dead Spring Festival Gala director named Lu Hetao who held the worst Spring Festival Gala in history, and since then, the Spring Festival Gala has made reforms, and every year the Spring Festival Gala will be chosen by the general public to choose the programs and stars they want to watch, so that there are a lot of sloppy and slapping the main theme works, and it is closer to the bottom of the people, making the Spring Festival Gala better than the year after year, and the ratings are reaching new highs.

Qin Yue's program was arranged in the third, and the song she sang was a sword song written by Zhao Chunliang.

Across Changhong's life

The line is separated by the late rain

How can I bear with you?"

Sword marks, three inches and two fingers deep

Out of the sheath, protect the innocence of whom

Nine songs of sword roaring

Eight desolate stars

Write the truth with sword intent

You can't go back to the original rings

Half a lifetime has been taken

Happen with you bald head

I still remember the twilight of the green plum boiled wine

The sword is out of the dust, and ten thousand swords are swaying

The vicissitudes of the world, my heart is upright

A sword falls colorfully, who says that there is no fate

The sword is out of the sheath, and you and I have a free time in the world

Floating

This song written by Zhao Chunliang, after being polished by the famous lyricist Jiang Sanshu, has become more charming, and at the end of the song, everyone seems to have fallen into the story of sword and love.

In less than an hour, Qin Yue came to Zhao Chunliang's face.

She didn't even remove the makeup on her face, so she rushed to Zhao Chunliang's home from the scene of the Spring Festival Gala.

At this moment, except for Isabella, Zhao Chunliang's women are basically all here.

"I told you the other day that I'm going to do something big today." Zhao Chunliang summoned all the women to his side and said with a smile, "Now, it's time to do this big thing." ”

"What's the big deal?" Everyone asked suspiciously.

"I, Zhao Chunliang, will be here today, marrying you into my Zhao family." Zhao Chunliang said.

"You, you're going to marry us?" Everyone looked at Zhao Chunliang in surprise.

For them, their relationship with Zhao Chunliang is no different from that of a normal couple, but, having said that, they still lack a name, a name given to them by Zhao Chunliang, and a name that can be taken out and told to others.

Now they're boyfriend and girlfriend at best.

There is no woman who doesn't want to marry her beloved man as soon as possible, and all the women present are the same, although they are all peerless, but after they followed Zhao Chunliang, they have completely regarded themselves as Zhao Chunliang's people.

Marrying Zhao Chunliang is something that each of them dreams of.

"Boss, boss, I'll go over there first, you guys, you continue." Ye Qianqian was a little embarrassed and wanted to walk away, but was stopped by Zhao Chunliang.

"Don't you want to marry me?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"I..." Ye Qianqian didn't know what to say, she also wanted to marry Zhao Chunliang, but she always felt a little sudden.

"Qianqian, you have to get on the boat quickly, otherwise maybe this guy will regret it one day, after all, it's not easy to feed a large group of people like us." Huang Yuan said with a smile.

"I, I'd better think about it." Ye Qianqian lowered her head shyly.

"Anyone who doesn't want to?" Zhao Chunliang asked.

"Why do you ask that?" Nangong Fengluan glared at Zhao Chunliang and said, "It's like we can't wait to marry you." ”

"It was." Zhao Chunliang said proudly, "You can't wait to marry me, I can't wait to marry you." ”

"Your last sentence sounds comfortable, but I have already set my lifelong dream when I was a child, that is, to marry you, so I have no opinion."

"Neither do I."

"Me too."

All the women nodded in agreement.

"Alright, Dad, let's take out our family's genealogy." Zhao Chunliang looked at Zhao Jianyu and said, "In the future, our Zhao family will have more people." ”

"Okay, this is what my Zhao family's heirs should have, many wives and concubines, and groups of wives and concubines, haha!" Zhao Jianyu nodded with satisfaction, and took out a notebook from a bag beside him.

The book looks a little old.

"Our Zhao family, originated thousands of years ago, at the peak, once ruled the country, but that is all in the past, now my Zhao family, on the land of China, is not a famous family, because we are too few, count and count, just me, Chunliang, and Chunliang three people, now, the forty-fifth generation of my Zhao family, Zhao Chunliang, finally want to marry a wife, I am Chunliang's father, I am very excited, into my Zhao family, it means that I am a member of my Zhao family for life, I don't want to say anything else, my son can marry you, It is the greatest blessing in his life, and you can marry my son, it is also the greatest luck in your life, since today, several of you, are members of my Zhao family, please write your name in the genealogy, and press your handprint. Our Zhao family marries a wife, and we don't need the so-called marriage certificate, as long as you press your handprint in the family tree, it means that you will always be a member of our Zhao family. Zhao Jianyu excitedly opened the family tree and handed it to Zhao Chunliang.

"Write your name and press your handprint." Zhao Chunliang smiled and put the family tree on the table.

All the women looked at each other, and no one moved, because the first empty seat on the genealogy had two words written on it, the main room.

"Since you have decided to follow me, everyone's weight in my heart is the same, and it doesn't matter if this main house is not a proper house." As Zhao Chunliang spoke, he pressed his finger on the two words in the main room, and rubbed it gently, and those two words disappeared magically.

"Okay, write down your names, according to your age, and write the first one for the older ones." Zhao Chunliang said.

"Sister Huang, it seems that you are the oldest." Wu Mei covered her mouth and snickered.

"Impossible, I remember that Wanqiu is similar to me." Huang Yuan looked at Jiang Wanqiu.

"I always felt that Pujia should be bigger than me." Jiang Wanqiu looked at Pu Jia again.

"I'm about the youngest, but I think Sister Qin Yue is quite mature." Pu Jia looked at Qin Yue.

"If you want to say that you are mature, it should be Siyi's maturity." Qin Yue looked at Lin Siyi.

"I'm just mature, Feng Luan, you are a few years older than Chunliang, you should be the oldest, right?" Lin Siyi looked at Nangong Fengluan.

"How is it possible, I'm only in my early thirties, okay?" Nangong Fengluan rolled her eyes and said.

"Then let's press the mudra together." Several women smiled and looked at each other, then took each other's hands and pressed their handprints on the family tree.

Since then, Zhao Chunliang has been regarded as a real group of wives and concubines.