During the Xuanhe period, Youzhou Zhujia Jianmen.

When the sword saint wished Choushan his fiftieth birthday, the guests of the rivers and lakes gathered in Shanggu County. The rangers who stopped and waited beside the official road rubbed shoulders one after another, watching a heroic man with a prominent reputation in the rivers and lakes whip by, his eyes were full of longing and yearning.

Youzhou Zhu family, the heritage and fame are not inferior to the East China Sea Lu family in Qingzhou, facing each other from north to south, and are the two most prominent local rivers and lakes families.

In order to celebrate the birthday of Zhu Choushan, the Tang family, Yanqi Villa, etc. are all the heads of the family in person, and the Junshan Cao family, the Donghai Lu family, etc. also sent their sons and nephews over, and the scale is no less than the celebration of the princely level.

Outside the sword gate, the son of the family greeted many distinguished guests politely, and the sword saint Zhu Choushan was in Zhuangzi, talking with old friends in the rivers and lakes.

On the hillside on the side of Zhuangzi, there is an osmanthus tree that has been aged for many years, and you can have a bird's-eye view of the entire Jianmen under the tree.

Zhu Liu, who is still young, and his wife Guo Shanrong stand side by side under the big laurel tree, looking at the jagged buildings below.

The Zhu family is a family of swordsmen, and in the past, the Cao and Lu families stood on three legs, and now they have suppressed a generation of people in the rivers and lakes with the sword saint Zhu Choushan, and there are only a few people who can compete with it.

As the saying goes, the tiger father has no dog son, and I wish the sons of Choushan, Da Lang is steady, and Erlang is diligent, but these qualities are placed on the rivers and lakes, it is easy to have a place, and it is far from enough.

If you want to ride the dust and have a bird's-eye view of all living beings, to put it bluntly, you only pay attention to a 'God appreciates food and eats', only the geniuses favored by Heaven can be above the martial arts, to a height that is difficult for ordinary people to reach, and it is difficult to make up for the innate gap by diligence and perseverance alone.

Zhu Choushan has reached the top of the martial arts, and understands very well this truth that may make ordinary martial artists desperate, so he has high hopes for Zhu Liulang, and from the time he was three years old to determine his future, he made up his mind and prepared to hand over the family heirloom sword to Liulang.

It may be that the favored ones will always have no fear, and the talented people are often more out of the box.

It's the same as Xu Buling, who is obviously talented, but his mind is full of pretending to be a girl. Since Zhu Liulang can remember, he has hardly walked the 'right road', a set of Zhu family swords is still messy at the age of twelve, but he followed the rangers on the rivers and lakes, learned a lot of marksmanship and knife skills, and said unashamedly:

'Swords are women's gadgets, men should use swords and guns'.

As a contemporary sword saint, Zhu Choushan didn't need to say what his reaction was when he heard this, he was reluctant to fight, and reasoning was not the style of the sword saint, and in the end he could only drive this unfilial son out of the house, when he figured it out and when he came back.

Zhu Liulang may have been spoiled, and he had a big temper at that time, and he also contradicted the Sword Saint Father:

"You're old, you've learned swords and magic obstacles, and you can't learn good skills with you, and when I become famous, you have to beg me to come back......"

And then he was beaten out.

Since then, Zhu Liulang has not returned to Zhu's house, incognito, like ordinary Jianghu rangers, he broke into the east and west, and then like most of the Jianghu guests, he met a pleasant girl in a certain year and a place.

The two people fell in love with each other, determined each other for life, and found a place with the most beautiful scenery to settle down.

As for the rhetoric when going out, I have long forgotten it.

Today, I wish Choushan 50th birthday, and I wish Liulang back, just because my mother is pregnant, I feel that such a big thing has to be talked to my father.

However, there are many guests in the Zhuangzi today, and there are many children of the same generation who are familiar with each other.

Zhu Liulang stood under the osmanthus tree and hesitated, not knowing whether he should go back to report the good news to his father at this time, and he was a little worried that his hot-tempered father would kick him out in public, and he would probably have to quarrel again.

Under the osmanthus tree, Guo Shanrong, who grew round and jade, crossed his waist and looked at the buildings with no end in sight, and said with a smile:

"Liulang, when our baby grows up, he will definitely like it here. That white-bearded old man, isn't my father-in-law wishing the Great Sword Saint? ”

Guo Shanrong is a little chivalrous girl on the rivers and lakes, and she also uses a sword, obviously admiring her father-in-law, chattering, but her eyes are very restrained, and she is a little afraid to go down.

The Zhuangzi was full of friends, wishing Choushan and the guests a happy time, as if there was nothing missing because of the lack of a son.

Zhu Liulang stood under the osmanthus tree, and after being entangled for a long time, he still didn't move down the hillside, shook his head and said:

"Shanrong, when I ran away from home, I said that I would come back after making a name for myself, but I patronized and traveled with you and forgot to practice martial arts. If I go back now, I will definitely be blinded, or in a few years, our family of three will come back together, and my father may be happier......"

Guo Shanrong was born in a poor family, and he was embarrassed to worship the mountain of the contemporary sword saint, especially now that there are so many famous heroes and heroes in Zhuangzi, they have already had stage fright, and they nodded hurriedly when they heard this:

"Okay, let's come back in a few years...... But it's good to let the Sword Master name the baby, and you can't wait for the doll to get older, what should I do? ”

Zhu Liulang looked back at Zhuangzi, who was lit up like day, Zhang Lantern was beaming with joy, thought for a while, and said softly:

"I'll choose a name, it's called 'Wishing a big birthday', and it can be regarded as getting a name at home......"

"Great birthday...... It's so ugly, what if it's a girl......"

Guo Shanrong hurriedly shook his head, touched his slightly bulging belly, looked at the hundred-year-old osmanthus tree behind him, and grinned:

"It's called Zhu Manzhi, both men and women are suitable, and when the osmanthus flowers are full of branches, we will come back, and we can just tell the baby about the origin of the name......"

"Hmm...... Okay......"

Zhu Liulang nodded, thought for a while, and in order to leave a certificate, he took out his sword and carved a line of small characters under the big osmanthus tree:

'Youzhou Zhu family eighteenth generation grandson Zhu full branch, named after this tree. I wish you six stays. ’

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Five years later.

In the past, Zhuangzi, which was full of friends, was full of gunsmoke, and the land was desolate.

Under the sword gate, the corpses were mountains and blood seas, and the officers and soldiers drew their swords and crossbows, surrounded the huge Zhujia Manor, and watched the tiger.

Nearly 100 Zhu family members and apprentices held swords and set up improvised bunkers in the courtyard of the house to strictly defend against death.

On the hillside, the old laurel tree has grown a little more, and the small characters on it are also larger.

After three days of bloody battles, Zhu Choushan, who killed more than 700 enemies and was still unclothed with blood, held the ancestral famous sword 'Tai'a', standing under the dense laurel tree, showing a little god.

At the foot of the hillside, Zhang Xiang, Lao Yi, and the three hundred wolf guards of the Investigation Department were far away from a hundred steps, and Tang Jiao of the Tang family, Yin Tong of the Cui family, and others were holding swords as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Zhu Choushan, you have already strengthened the crossbow, you will be captured, the saint will also be extrajudicial and merciful, if you disobey again, you can run, you wish the family is full of old and young people can't run......"

Zhang Xiang came from the bottom of the hillside with a somewhat chilling scold, and was blown away by the gentle mountain wind.

Zhu Choushan's long white hair moved with the wind, and the sword in his hand was as steady as a mountain, and he didn't hear the noise of a group of ants.

It's a pity that the world is too big and the rivers and lakes are too small.

The power of one person can shake the mountains and towns, but it is difficult to shake the general trend of the world.

Under the imperial power, there are all ants, even if it is Zhu Choushan, who has suppressed the entire generation of rivers and lakes, he also knows that the land under his feet has come to the end, whether he descends or not, the Zhu family will be removed from the world from now on.

Looking at the line of small words on the trunk, Zhu Choushan's eyes were a little clear. At this moment, I suddenly felt a little lucky, glad that I drove my most valued son out of the house, if not, the Zhu family would be out of the house from today.

"Full branches...... Good name......"

Standing in front of the handwriting that Liulang didn't know when he left, Zhu Choushan thought for a moment, raised his sword to erase this line of words, and then re-engraved it:

'Three thousand miles long, the sword shook millions of people, and now it is absolutely here, and the grass still has roots, which is really a fortunate thing.

This hatred does not need to be taken to heart, when manpower is poor, the will of heaven is so unavoidable. ’

After finishing writing, Zhu Choushan shook the sword edge lightly and once again killed the Ruhai Bingfeng under the hillside......

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In the blink of an eye, it was another ten years, and it was also under the old laurel tree.

Zhu Liu, who had regained the name of the Sword Saint, was alone, just like Zhu Choushan, holding a long sword, his hair moving with the wind, staring at which line of handwriting had grown a little.

The Zhujia Manor under the hillside has long been reduced to ruins, the seals affixed by the government are tattered, most of the houses have collapsed, and some beggars in tattered clothes have gathered.

In the entire Zhu family, there is only one sword gate left that has stood for hundreds of years, standing alone in the wind and snow, and occasionally there are Jianghu rangers who come to visit, and then leave in disappointment.

"Providence is so, it is inevitable and ......"

Zhu Liu knew that this sentence was reserved for him, so that he would not take revenge, take his wife and children to live well, and leave an incense for the Zhu family.

In this regard, Zhu Liu, as he did when he was kicked out of the house in the past, did not listen to his father's words, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and he shook his head lightly:

"The revenge of killing the father, not sharing the sky, the blood debt is not paid in blood, what face does it have to survive in the world!

What about the emperor, I wish the sixth is to set off this day, and I also want you to be old under the nine springs and be able to close your eyes in peace. ”

After the words fell, Zhu Liu turned his head to look at the people in the Eagle Tower below the hillside, and raised his hand:

"Let's go."

"No."

After winning more than ten masters, he immediately turned his horse head and galloped towards the Tang family in Youzhou......