Chapter 744: Don't Violate the Ancestral Teachings

"Well, Qin Zheng is sometimes quite handsome, but it also makes people speechless." Xia Yin said helplessly.

"You mean the thing he showed mercy to?" Ji Xue'er asked with a smile.

"Those who know me, Cher."

Ji Xue'er smiled softly: "Actually, I just want to look at him quietly like this, as long as he is happy and happy, I will be content." ”

"Yes, it's enough to know that the person you like is happy."

"So, Xiao Yin, aren't you going to call Huang'er back? Qin Zheng seemed to be very distressed now. ”

Xia Yin shook her head: "The preface is retracted, there are some things, it is better to let him suffer a little." ”

There was harmony in the hall of the villa, with two exceptions, of course, and the sound of their quarrels continued throughout the banquet.

Until nine o'clock in the evening, when a powerful aura approached, the door of the living room was kicked open.

Immediately afterwards, what caught everyone's eyes was Lan Lingyue's tall and sexy figure.

Her gaze looked around everyone, and finally fixed on Qin Zao's body, and walked to Qin Zao's side, Lan Lingyue grabbed Qin Zao's arm and said, "Qin Zao, you come with me, I have something to tell you." ”

"Madame Blue? Haven't you been following Feng Qingshi all the time? Why did you come to me all of a sudden? Qin Zheng asked.

After saying that, Qin Zheng suddenly realized something, and felt a trace of sadness in his heart inexplicably.

"I came to you because it was related to Brother Feng." Lan Lingyue said, forcibly pulling Qin Zheng into a room.

Because Lan Lingyue had already come to Blue Star City, everyone actually knew about Feng Qingshi's death in the ancient martial arts world.

Now seeing Lan Lingyue coming to Qin Zheng, everyone also understands that she is here to talk to Qin Zheng about these things.

The relationship between Qin Zheng and Feng Qingshi is very complicated, they are both close friends and enemies, so now that the news of Feng Qingshi's death has come, everyone can guess that Qin Zheng may be very uncomfortable, but they can't do anything, the only thing they can do is to let Qin Zheng be quiet alone.

In the room, Lan Lingyue took out the notebook and handed it to Qin Zheng: "This is what Brother Feng asked me to hand over to you before he died, and it records his life. ”

"Feng Qingshi him, really?" Qin Zheng's brows were already furrowed tightly.

Lan Lingyue nodded: "Brother Feng, there are still 50,000 troops, outside the Ancient Martial Realm Hegemony City, they were killed by the old monster of the Du family, Du Qianji, with one palm. ”

"A palm? Killed an army of 50,000, including Feng Qingshi? Qin Zheng's eyes widened, and he was deeply shocked.

"The horror of the ancient martial arts world, only if you have really seen it, can you feel it, I handed over the note to you, don't leave it at that, remember, don't let others see this note, otherwise if it leaks out, it may cause panic in the entire secular world."

Panic in the whole secular world?

A trace of solemnity rose in Qin Zheng's heart, and he looked down at his notes: "What did Feng Qingshi write on it?" ”

"The notes are very important, you must read them carefully, Brother Feng said, you are the hope of this world." After Lan Lingyue finished speaking, she walked straight outside.

"Wait, what are you going to do when you get out of here?" Qin Zheng frowned and asked, "Shouldn't you go to the Ancient Martial Realm single-handedly to take revenge?" ”

Lan Lingyue's footsteps paused slightly: "Originally, I planned to do so, but Brother Feng didn't want me to do this, I want to go to cultivation and become stronger, when the war breaks out and you need me, I will come back." ”

After that, Lan Lingyue didn't stay any longer.

"Take care." Qin Zheng looked at Lan Lingyue's back and said in a deep voice.

After Lan Lingyue left, Qin Zheng looked down at the notes in his hand, his brows tightly locked.

Although Lan Lingyue's words just now were not much, the amount of information in her words was extremely huge.

Especially the news of Feng Qingshi's real death brought an incomparably huge impact to Qin Tribulation.

In the past, from the acquaintance with Feng Qingshi to the later appointment of the West Lake, the two sat opposite each other in the small pavilion, chatting happily and talking about major events in the world.

The pictures, and even the sounds, were engraved in Qin Zheng's mind very clearly, and even now, Qin Zheng could still remember them very clearly.

Although Feng Qingshi has become an enemy, although Qin Zheng is bent on defeating Feng Qingshi, in the depths of Qin Zheng's heart, he has always felt that Feng Qingshi is an undefeated person, he is a confident appearance of strategizing at any time, and that kind of person has a unique personality charm and a powerful aura.

Looking at Feng Qingshi, no one could imagine the picture of his defeat, because it didn't exist, it was impossible to imagine.

But it was that kind of person, but now he died in the ancient martial arts world, and such a huge force disappeared in an instant.

Qin Zheng sighed and sat down on the bed slowly, and then, he opened Feng Qingshi's notes and read them seriously.

The first note seems to have been written when Feng Qingshi was fifteen years old.

The words are as follows: I was born in the ancient martial arts world, a noble family standing at the top of the world, but I have a psychology that does not match this identity, and the family often says that it is difficult for me to become a big thing, because I have a commoner's heart, a kind heart, they say, it is all my mother's fault.

Only my father told me that I was right, that I had inherited my mother's unswerving kindness, that kindness was not wrong, that was wrong was my identity, that was wrong was the world.

My family is composed of four classes of people, the first order is slaves, they are very pitiful, they work day and night every day, but they can only eat half full every time, they are often bullied, sometimes because of a trivial matter, they will be ordered by others to divide the corpses, their lives are not guaranteed, they are no longer human, but dolls, tools, occasionally there are good-looking female ** subordinates are found, they will be taken away by the adults in the family, but it will not be long before they will be executed.

I heard from other adults that because they were pregnant with children, slaves were not allowed to conceive noble children.

I often see those slaves, and I often see them often gather around in large groups, secretly watch a horse eat, and then envy them and say that their dream is to become a horse, and their dream is really too small, so small that it is insignificant, but for them, it is so far away.

They were hungry and miserable.

Slaves, who make up 50 percent of my family's population, can be found everywhere.

The second class is the servants, who make up thirty percent of the total population of my family, and they are also very hard, they all have a skill, and their living conditions are much better than those of slaves, at least they can eat enough.

The third class were thugs, stewards, soldiers, who called themselves sub-nobles and respected me, but I didn't like them, and they made up fifteen percent of the population.

The fourth estate, the topmost nobility, is the people who have the blood of the feudal family, accounting for five percent of the population, but controlling the life and death of everyone else.

……

Maybe it's because I inherited my mother's kindness, so I think those slaves are very pitiful, and often secretly send them food, but a month later, the slaves who had contact with me were executed, I cried to my father, but my father could only shake his head helplessly, as the head of the family, but he still can't completely make the decision, because those slaves have committed crimes, contact with me, it is a crime, and it is a crime of great disrespect, which is written on the ancestral teachings of the Feng family, even if it is a father, the head of the family, can not violate the ancestral teachings.

(End of chapter)