When the messenger brought the news that Feng Lushuang, the favorite cousin of the Shenxiao Daoist Master Long Aotian, was about to marry Li Xun as his wife, Zhao Zongsheng, nicknamed "Zhao Ritian", changed color.

was held down by Li Xun on the spot.

"Lord!" Zhao Zongsheng said hurriedly: "If you become Shenxiao's son-in-law, you will have to stay in Changsha City for half of the time." ”

"I know. Li Xun said calmly.

Zhao Zongsheng gritted his teeth and said, "Shen Kangzhen, that little girl likes you!"

"She's yours. Li Xun didn't look at Zhao Zongsheng, and said resolutely.

Zhao Zongsheng trembled, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

Li Xun said calmly: "We are already in Changsha City, can we go back if we don't agree?"

Zhao Zongsheng suddenly became like a wilted eggplant.

"Lord, don't be fascinated by beauty!" Zhao Zongsheng sighed.

"I don't like political marriages. Li Xun replied crisply.

Zhao Zongsheng finally let out a long breath.

Li Xun sighed secretly in his heart.

Li Xun has grown up, but Zhao Zongsheng is far inferior to his father who sacrificed his life in Anxiang City not long ago.

The patience of the people of Mikawa is not to endure with resentment, but to enjoy life in the midst of suffering.

In this way, you can live a long time.

As long as you live, there is hope.

If you die young, like your grandfather or father, there is nothing.

......

The day before the wedding, an old man traveled thousands of miles to Changsha in a chariot.

The old man had a square face that was wrinkled like an orange peel, his body was rickety, and most of his hair was withered, like a withered grass about to wither in the middle of autumn.

When he saw Li Xun, the cloudy eyes suddenly bloomed with the vitality of life.

The old man was on crutches in his left hand, and he took Li Xun into his arms with his right hand.

"Grandpa......" Li Xun sighed sadly and called in a low voice.

This old man is Li Xun's great-great-grandfather, Li Qing's grandfather, Li Yi.

Aged 107.

"Xiaozhuzi, you're finally getting married...... Li Yi muttered: "Do you remember, your name and nickname were all given by your grandfather......"

"Of course I do. Li Xun sighed.

He actually remembered that Grandfather Xuan didn't like his family at all.

Li Yi doted on his second son Li Yong and wanted to abolish Chang Liyu, but the eldest grandson Li Qing acted decisively, and at the age of thirteen, he took advantage of Li Yi's expedition to launch a coup d'état, putting Li Yi under house arrest for many years, and Li Yong was also excluded.

Later, Li Qingheng died, and Li Yi supported Li Yong again, resulting in Li Zhong, who was only ten years old, being driven out of Xiangyang City, and relying on Mr. Lan Da to contact Shenxiao, he was able to expel Li Yong and become the lord of the three rivers.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Li Yong died a long time ago, and his body was exposed to the wilderness after his death.

And his uncle Li Xiao simply died in the hands of Li Xun.

The Li family of Sanhe is thin, and after years of war and cannibalism, it has withered completely.

Li Xun had never seen his grandfather, but his grandfather watched him grow up.

Now, these two grandparents and grandchildren, who are separated by four generations and nearly a hundred years, hug each other!

Once a flourishing clan, it has been eroded into this form by the ruthless years.

Li Yi squeezed out a smile with difficulty, the teeth in his mouth had already fallen out, and his mouth leaked with wind: "Do you like that girl?"

Li Xun said gloomily: "What if you like it? What if you don't like it?"

Li Yi patted him on the shoulder: "Then don't think too much." ”

The old man, who had gone through all the vicissitudes of life, suddenly raised his head, and his eyes flashed with wisdom.

"The true meaning of human beings lies in reproduction. ”

"At my grandfather's age, when I look back, it doesn't matter what kind of love or love I have. ”

"No matter what you think of that girl, remember that she is only the beginning for your reproduction. ”

Li Xun was shocked.

This is by no means disrespectful to the elderly, because when Li Yi said this, he looked extremely serious.

Li Xun didn't like this.

But today's Sanhe Li family is indeed thin.

In troubled times, even the infatuated lord often has three wives and four concubines, which is not duplicity, but the need for reproduction.

The word equates humans almost with animals, but how could humans exist on this vast land without them?

"Grandpa, I'll let you see the next generation. Li Xun said wistfully.

"If I can see it, why should I come to your wedding?" the old man smiled leisurely.

Li Xun was silent.

Yes, when he was only a few years old, although his grandfather was old, he was still in good spirits and had tough hands.

Now he has to walk on crutches.

For a centenarian, what this means is self-evident.

Uncle Mizunobuto was afraid that he would be liquidated when he returned, and now he still stays in the Shindo camp with the entire Mizuno Pavilion.

Therefore, the mother is still unable to meet Li Xun now.

If grandpa passes away, Li Xun will really be called unaccompanied.

His eyes suddenly became sour.

Tears soon flowed down her face.

Since the death of his father Li Zhong, Li Xun has vowed not to cry again.

But I can't do it.

He is only sixteen years old now.

Compared with his grandfather, who was extremely precocious and tenacious, Li Xun was too weak.

So he can only pretend to be strong in front of people.

Li Yi wiped the young man's eyes with his rough palm.

"Don't cry, don't cry. ”

"Life and death are life, and wealth is in the sky. Grandpa lived to be one hundred and seven years old, and God has been favored. ”

"Grandpa will take a good look at your marriage, take a good look. Remember your joy and go to the ground, and there will be no regrets......"

"It's unlucky to cry at this time, ......"

Li Xun stopped crying and quietly held the old man's rough and cold palm.

The old man's heartbeat was impossibly weak.

As Grandfather Xuan said, this is indeed his last days.

Li Xun squirmed his lips and barely squeezed out a smile.

Yes, one more day will be my own happy day.

Li Yimo rubbed Li Xun's back: "Little bamboo, do you know why I didn't like your grandfather back then?"

Li Xun was stunned.

yes, why?

Grandfather Li Qing was a genius, extremely precocious, and showed extraordinary talent at a very young age.

Such an excellent son, no matter how you look at it, is also the best choice for the heir.

Li Yi sighed: "Rigidity is extremely easy to break, and it is even more detrimental to good fortune." ”

Li Xun was silent.

He wasn't convinced of that.

But his grandfather Li Qingming was in good health and had many women, but his father was the only son.

Li Zhong was plotted when he was ten years old, and his health has been poor since then.

"In this troubled world, you can do whatever it takes, but you have to leave room for it. Full of losses, humble benefits. Li Yi muttered: "Otherwise, even if you win the gamble for a while, it will damage your own luck and good fortune, and God's eyes will be bright......

"Little Bamboo has been taught. Li Xun's voice was sour, and he said.

For these things that the gods are chattering, he has a skeptical attitude at a young age.

But Grandfather Xuan's time was running out, and Li Xun didn't want to worry him.

Li Yi showed a happy expression and said, "Good boy...... Good boy ......"

He turned his back, leaned on crutches, and slowly paced out.

The sun was setting, illuminating the black cloth robe behind him in a blood-colored color.