The next day, Xiao Cong went to Rui Sitang to greet his father, handed over the box containing the chess scores, and took the opportunity to praise the seventeenth brother.

Liang Guogong just listened, while looking at the chess game, he didn't speak for a long time, and when Xiao Cong was anxious, he said indifferently: "Not bad." After that, he asked about Xiao Cong's official affairs, and after asking and answering, time passed. Until the first moment of the morning, Liang Guogong did not mention the matter of chess games again.

Xiao Cong didn't want to mention it again, and after using the morning food, he went out with his father to go to the governor's mansion, because he was in a public house and had official affairs, so it was not good to mention this matter again.

Five or six days later, my father still did not say anything.

Xiao Cong was anxious, seeing that it was getting closer and closer to the thirtieth day of the lunar month, but his father had not yet expressed his position, he was impatient, and the big winter was on fire.

Shen Qingyi gave him a clear fire and comforted him: "If my father didn't want to, he refused that day, and he should still be thinking about it." ”

Xiao Cong sighed, not knowing what his father was minding.

If you know what happened back then, you can know what happened between your father and Shang Niangzi, why Jingyuan has been banned for so many years, and even affected Ah Yan, and she has not been "lifted" so far.

This is what Xiao Cong is most worried about.

If the children of the scholar clan do not have a genealogy, it means that the family does not recognize their identity, which is equivalent to an "outer family".

How could he bear to be despised by others?

What's more, if Ah Yan has the identity of an outer room, no matter how talented he is, his career will be difficult.

Although the entrance examination of the Hanmen Tongguò has been extensive, with the same talent, the children of the family will definitely be easier to get ahead than the children of the Hanmen, even in Hexi.

How could he bear to let Ah Yan work as hard as a child of a poor family?

Xiao Cong's heart was filled with gloom.

Shen Qingyi felt that Xiao Cong was in the game and had fallen into a puzzle, if Liang Guogong really regarded Ah Yan as an outer room, how could he let him occupy the ranking? Although this ranking may be the descendant of Xiao Jue, who died just two days after recording the genealogy at the age of three, who knows?

Shen Qingyi is not in a hurry.

Not this year, there will be next year.

If it's a pearl, it won't be buried in the ground.

……

A few days passed, and it came to the twentieth day of the lunar month.

The moon on a winter night is very light, faintly reflecting the swaying posture of the tall plane tree in the center of the vestibule of Qingning Temple.

Xiao Yu stood under a pine tree, looking at the sycamore from a distance.

This tree was planted by him on the day the Kiyonyeong-in Temple was built. Sycamore, sycamore, there is a phoenix.

When Shang Qing first hugged Ah Yan, he still doubted in his heart that this was his daughter, and after reading the letter Shang Qing brought, his face became even darker - what does it mean that there is a half chance that it is his child? Thinking of her ministers under her skirt, his heart was furious, if he was asked to find the other half, he would definitely let that guy die!

Xiao Yu glanced at the swaddling clothes with a dark face, and just that glance made his heart clench - too much like her!

Pure black eyes, bright as jewels.

Xiao Yu's eyes were hot, he thought he hated her, but at that moment, his heart was filled with joy and sourness, without shame and hatred, thinking in his heart, "She likes me a little after all, right?" ”

"This child is mine," he thought to himself, "since she was held for me, it is mine, it can only be mine, it must be mine." ”

"Mingyan, nicknamed Qiwu." He said. Perch, perch, this is your home.

Unexpectedly, a year later, the man came with a letter from her, and then Shang Qing died, and that person became Shang Qing.

Since then, Jingyuan has become a forbidden garden, and Qingning Courtyard has a door, isolating father and daughter.

He was her father, but he couldn't raise her.

He could only watch her grow up from such a distance.

The cold wind blew Xiao Huan's wide robe and big sleeves, the clothes were fluttering, the demeanor was handsome, the faint moonlight, the face was like a jade halo, the misty brilliance, a pair of eyes were dark night, looking at the plane tree in the courtyard, the night-like eyes gradually condensed.

He's been putting up with it for eleven years, how much longer?

Xiao Yu clenched his fists.

Xiao Huaizhong stood quietly behind his master, and his slender figure seemed to merge with the pine tree.

Xiao Yu strode forward.

When he approached the doorway, he stopped.

After a moment, he raised his steps again, walked over slowly, stepped on the granite steps lightly and silently, raised his right hand, and held the dark and reflective tin ring on the door.

His hands clenched, his white fingers clasped on the shiny black tin ring, and his white fingers turned even whiter because of the hard clenching.

But in the end, there was still no knock.

Xiao Huaizhong lowered his eyelids.

He had seen this scene many times.

But even if I've seen it many times, it's still sad - the powerful head of the family can't do everything.

The winter wind in December was cold to the bone, and the temperature that had just been contaminated by the tin ring was instantly blown away by the cold wind.

Xiao Yu finally let go, turned around, walked down the steps, and walked forward silently.

Xiao Huaizhong quietly followed.

Follow the stone road to the lake, and then go forward along the willow embankment, past a bamboo forest, a meadow, and follow the bluestone road to the courtyard wall of green and yellow vines.

The vermilion arch is closed.

The hem of Xiao Huan's clothes flicked slightly, and in a little on tiptoe, he had already jumped on the high wall and floated down.

Xiao Huaizhong followed closely behind and jumped out of the wall.

The vermilion arch closed silently, as every day and night for eleven years.

Xiao Yu walked forward slowly, his hands in his big sleeves, and through the sleeve pockets, he touched the neatly folded pile.

"She's my daughter and has my gifts." He said in a deep, mellow voice.

Xiao Huaizhong did not answer.

He knew that his master didn't need him to answer.

Xiao Yu looked at the light moon and walked slowly, with a shallow moonlight in his eyes, overflowing with a faint brilliance.

"She's my daughter." Xiao Yu said word by word.

After days of hesitation, I finally made up my mind tonight.

He pressed his sleeves, and his eyes, which were usually like the abyss, became bright and clear in the light moonlight.

There was a sharp edge in those eyes.

The big sleeves were spread, and the night wind slashed away like a knife.

***

The next day, in the middle of the night, it was still a cold and light moon.

A touch of light smoke swept into Jingyuan, and a few ups and downs were outside the gate of Qingning Courtyard, stepped on the steps, and gently knocked on the tin ring.

Half a moment later, the door opened, and Shang Qi's eyes were like knives.

Xiao took out a lacquer letter in his arms and handed it over, turned around and swept away.

Shang Qi looked at his back for a while, closed the courtyard door, entered the inner courtyard, knocked on Qi Niang's door, and handed the lacquer letter in.

In the early morning, Xiao Yan got up and went to the outer courtyard to practice boxing, and Qi Niang entered the main room.

"Your Excellency, Xiao Huaizhong delivered it at night." Qi Niang presented the lacquer letter.

Shang Qing was half-leaning on the couch in a snow-white bedclothes, his eyes were half-closed, and he said in an indifferent voice: "Qi." ”

"Yes." Qi Niang went to the fire paint, took out a folded Fang Sheng, and handed it over.

After Shang Qing saw it, he snorted, and he couldn't hear the joy and anger.

After a while, the slender white fingers tapped a few times on the couch and said a word: "Yes." ”

Qi Niang bowed and withdrew.

It was snowing again outside.

Xiao Yan practiced boxing in the snow, and every time he drank the six-character shouting mountain trick, he felt that his ears were like thunder drums, shaking his mind and shaking his heart

Qi vibrates in the meridians, flowing more rapidly, and there is a feeling as if a torrent is about to leak out.

She was happy in her heart, this was a sign of a breakthrough.

Xiao Yan's fist wind changed, no longer rigid and soft, but turned fierce, suddenly roaring, the fierce fist wind blew up the dead leaves of the sycamore on the ground, and the vitality of heaven and earth formed a whirlpool around her, along the meridians and points she opened, and continued to pour in.

Smack! Smack! Smack! ……

There was a crisp and dense bone crisp sound, the bones of her body, as if surging like waves, the body started from the head, one after another bone joints moved, so that the body formed a turbulent wave, the whole person's body shape with the fist like a bear, lion, tiger, dragon, phoenix, the snapping bone sound is also more crisp and dense...... Every muscle under her clothes also squirmed one after another, and if you took off your clothes at this time, you could see that there seemed to be waves on her......

Suddenly, she heard a strange sound in her body, as if a thunderbolt had struck in the nine heavens, and she exhaled "Heh! "A red dragon soars into the sea, hovers his legs, rolls down to the west corner of the courtyard, and when he lands, his right fist slams into the test fist stone below.

Bang!

The three-foot-square, two-foot-thick granite cracked out spider-like fine lines from it to the four corners, and with a clattering sound, it shattered into stones as thin as fingers.

Xiao Yan's eyes showed ecstasy.

Zhou Tianjing!

She laughed loudly, and suddenly did a backflip, falling to the ground, her feet open, holding yin and yang, intending to guard her heart, connecting to the earth element, meaning to guard the palm, connecting the human yuan, meaning to guard the top of the head, and connecting to the heavenly yuan.

Heaven and earth vitality from the left and right feet and legs six meridians up to the back, along the Du vein, through the jade pillow on the Yellow Garden, after the empowerment of the Tian Yuan from the top of the head into the upper Huang Ting, through the eyebrows on the upper dantian, along the Ren vein, to the lower dantian, at the same time the heaven and earth vitality from the two arms meridians upward, and then along the Ren vein to the lower dantian, the fourteen meridians of the vitality converge, in the lower dantian rotation, gathering qi into the inner element.

This is the complete Great Zhoutian.

Open up the fourteen main meridians of the whole body, one hundred and eight acupoints.

She finally entered the Zhou Tian Realm!

From the early to the middle stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm, it took her half a year; From mid to late, she used a year; From the later stage to the Great Perfection, it took her a year...... Now, she has finally broken through the Great Perfection and advanced to the Zhou Tian Realm!

Xiao Yan laughed.

From the Huayuan Realm to the Zhou Tian Realm, it only took her three years.

"Smack!" Shang Qi clapped his hands lightly under the corridor.

"Ha, ha, ha!" Xiao Yan laughed three times and raised his eyebrows proudly, "Shang Qi, three years." "Who said that it would take at least five years to break through from the Huayuan Realm to the Zhou Tian Realm?

Shang Qimu grimaced, "Xiaolang is talented. "Woo, he was hit again, and Qi Niang begged for comfort.

Qi Niang, who was preparing the medicinal soup in the east wing, bent her eyes, and poor Ah Qiyo hummed a small tune.

Under the corridor, Shang Qing's ink hair was not curled, casually draped on his shoulders, looking at the snow flying in the courtyard with a calm expression, seeing Xiao Yan rushing in with joy, a faint smile flashed in her pale inky eyes, and in an instant, it was as quiet and tranquil as the mountain after the snow.

"Mother, I'm in the realm of Zhou Tian!" When Xiao Yan rushed to the front of the corridor steps, she suddenly remembered that she had not yet bathed and stopped her body, raised her sleeves to wipe her sweat, and her eyes were shining brightly on her red face, which made her very complexion more dazzling, and raised her face to ask for praise.

Shang Qing smiled slightly, "Yes, Xiao Wunian." He beckoned her closer, and his hand lifted up and touched her head.

Xiao Yan's eyes immediately brightened.

Mother, I will work harder.

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