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After Zhu Feng died, Yu Ziqian completely understood the meaning of this sentence.

In a person's life, no matter how rich and noble he was in life, and he was admired by others, he would inevitably die after all.

Heavenly reincarnation, reincarnation is life.

In the face of the Heavenly Dao, human life is so fragile that even cultivators, without a certain amount of cultivation, it is difficult to get rid of the barrier of reincarnation. But after the transformation period, it is different, the primordial infant is separated from the body, and the cultivation of the independent primordial god, as long as the primordial god is not destroyed, the body is not dead. The more cultivators there are, the more capital they have to fight for their lives with heaven and earth.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Yu Ziqian had been in Longyuan City for fifty years.

Only after Zhu Wen's death, Zhu Feng, as the crown prince, inherited the throne as a matter of course.

During this period, although Zhu Feng also came secretly, the number of times was decreasing year by year.

If you want to be a good emperor, you must put all your energy into the country.

Fifty years is a long process for mortals, but for cultivators, it is nothing more than a snap of a finger.

In the past fifty years, the people around her have changed, and after Cui'er has grown up, she married Da Mao.

Da Mao was admitted to the champion and became the prime minister of Longyuan Kingdom, which can be described as one person and ten thousand.

After the two got married, they also had a pair of children and had the Prime Minister's Mansion. The parents of the two also moved out of this street and lived in the prime minister's mansion, but their shop here has not been sold, and they are already sitting in business. Da Mao became the prime minister, and he couldn't continue to send drinks as usual, but he let a guy deliver them every day.

When Da Mao and Cui'er are free, they will also come to see Yu Ziqian.

Although they don't know Yu Ziqian's identity, they know that the person who can make the two generations of emperors respect and be good is by no means an idle person.

The surrounding neighbors, except for Da Mao Cui'er's family, have not changed, and they are still busy with their own businesses.

Many people die of old age, sickness and death, and new life is born, and these people, without exception, cannot escape the cycle of life and death.

Fifty years later, Yu Ziqian and Chu Siqi are no longer writing or drawing, and the husband and wife often sit in the store and chat.

The hair of the two of them had turned gray, and their backs had bowed a lot, and they looked like old men in their twilight years.

Their calligraphy and painting have reached a very high level, and the artistic conception and perception added to it will make mortals intoxicated by the painting immediately after seeing it, and they will not be able to wake up. In severe cases, they may even die on the spot. This is also the reason why Yu Ziqian does not sell calligraphy and paintings, those nobles who like calligraphy and painting can only buy them at a high price from others.

The price of calligraphy and painting is also a day, although it is a bit exaggerated, but it is exactly that.

At that time, Emperor Zhu Feng not only hung calligraphy and paintings in his study, but also had a lot of them in his bedroom.

According to the grapevine, every day before going to bed, the emperor would bow to the calligraphy and paintings.

No one knew the reason, but they just looked at Yu Ziqian's and his wife's eyes, and they were more respectful.

In the surrounding shops, those people were either old or turned to rise to the sky, and the owners of the shops also changed their faces.

Among these people, many of them were raised by Yu Ziqian, and although they rarely spoke, they were extremely familiar.

When those people saw Yu Ziqian, they all shouted Uncle Ling, and their son would also call Grandpa Ling obediently.

Hearing the title of grandfather, Yu Ziqian and Chu Siqi couldn't help but sigh, the years were ruthless, and they had to admit that they were old.

This year, Yu Ziqian was seventy years old, and his body was much stronger than that of ordinary old people.

Over the years, he has not done anything, but often takes a pot of wine and goes to the surrounding shops to listen to operas and drink tea.

A teahouse at the end of the street, the location by the window, is left by Yu Ziqian and Chu Siqi all the year round, even if the shop is overcrowded, no one dares to sit there. Although these are related to Yu Ziqian's fame, the most important reason is that people in the capital vaguely know that Yu Ziqian is a person valued by the emperor.

Especially the old emperor, when he was dying, he wanted to see Yu Ziqian.

Such a person of noble status, even if they were given ten dares, they would not dare to offend.

In the evening of that day, Yu Ziqian took Chu Siqi to the teahouse to drink tea as always, and just after sitting down, a pair of young men and women walked in.

The man was dressed in armor and looked like a general, while the woman was beautiful, rich and powerful, and wore a pale green dress.

After the two came to the teahouse, the young man glanced at it and found that there were no vacant seats in the teahouse, and his brows immediately furrowed, and when he saw that there were only two people in Yu Ziqian's seat, he took out a gold coin from his pocket and threw it to the guy next to him at will, and said as if ordering: "Drive those two old guys away, this gold coin is yours." ”

This person is the prince of Zhendong Wang, named Zhang Quan, and the woman next to him is the eldest daughter of Zhennan Wang, named Wang Xiaoyu.

Both of them are the children of Guidu, who have lived in other places for many years, guarding the frontier, and this is the first time they have come to the capital in their lives.

It is precisely because of this, although they know that there is a husband and wife in the capital who cannot be offended, but they do not know that it is these two people.

After hearing this, the guy broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead, hurriedly threw the gold coin to Zhang Quan, and said unceremoniously: "Two young masters, let's go! ”

Seeing that the other party was so faceless, Zhang Quan suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "Bastard, do you know who Young Master Ben is?"

The guy seemed to have a hard back, looked at Zhang Quan fearlessly, and said word by word: "Young master, please speak politely, not everyone here can be presumptuous here." He suddenly arched his hand to his side and continued, "Even if the crown prince is here today, you should be polite here, and don't dare to make a loud noise." ”

After Zhang Quan heard this, he laughed, "I'm just talking loudly here, what can you do to me?" He came this time to attend the prince's coming-of-age ceremony. Zhang Quan's father, as the king of Zhendong, has heavy troops in his hands, and there are many cultivators in the mansion, even if the current emperor sees it, he can call Uncle Zhang. He didn't think that the other party could do anything to him in a small restaurant here.

If you hadn't heard that this place was famous, it was full almost every day, so you didn't bring the little county lord here?

Zhang Quan looked at the guy and snorted coldly in his heart, "What are you arrogant? Wait until I go back, and I will arrest you and take you to prison." ”

Seeing that the other party not only stopped making noise, but also talked louder and louder, he couldn't help frowning, and just wanted to inform the shopkeeper, a voice suddenly came in.

"Who's making a fuss here?"

A young man in a dragon robe walked in and walked in front of Zhang Quan in a few steps.

This young man was seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a golden crown on his head, his face was like a crown of jade, and his appearance was extremely similar to Zhu Feng.

This person is none other than the current crown prince Zhu Fei.

Zhu Fei walked in alone, and the tea guests around him, after seeing him, did not salute alone, but nodded respectfully.

After Zhang Quan heard the other party's voice, he knew who was coming, he was overjoyed, and said secretly: "The prince is here, look at how arrogant you guy is." ”

Thinking so in his heart, Zhang Quan was not slow, and quickly came to Zhu Fei's side, made a thousand blessings, and said flatteringly: "Prince, why are you here." Speaking of this, he was surprised to see that except for the county lord beside him who had bowed to her, none of the people around him bowed and knelt. What's even more strange is that this prince's golden body actually came to such a small place alone.

Before Zhang Quan could think about it, Zhu Fei's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Who was making noise here just now?"

Except for Yu Ziqian and Chu Siqi, almost everyone looked at Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan frowned and said, "Prince, the people here are too arrogant, I just wanted to ......"

Zhu Fei snorted coldly and said mercilessly: "I think you are the one who is arrogant." He waved his hand, "Come on, arrest me and put the state government in prison......

Hearing this, Zhang Quan's heart trembled, what's wrong with the prince, why did he arrest me and put me in prison?

"Prince, did you catch the wrong person?" Before the prince finished speaking, Zhang Quan hurriedly said.

However, the county lord standing beside Zhang Quan seemed to see a hint of clues, and the smart man did not open his mouth to intercede for Zhang Quan.

Zhu Fei completely ignored Zhang Quan's words, and the following sentence made the audience gasp, and Zhang Quan's face was like ashes.

"Tomorrow's beheading!"

Zhang Quan's whole body was paralyzed on the ground, motionless like a dead pig, and he still didn't understand why the prince wanted to behead him.

Outside the door, a team of brocade guards walked in quickly, and then dragged Zhang Quan on the ground up, and then quickly dragged him out.

When Zhang Quan was dragged away, he remembered his identity, "Prince, you have no right to arrest me, even if I commit a big crime, you have no right to execute me as a prince." Seeing that the prince didn't react, he gritted his teeth and said, "If you kill me, my father will not let you go, and the elders of the Aotian Pavilion branch will also severely punish you for your indiscriminate killing." ”

After Zhu Fei heard this, he smiled coldly and ignored Zhang Quan. Others don't know Yu Ziqian's true identity, but he knows that every time he comes here to visit Yu Ziqian, his father allows it. Originally, he didn't understand why his father was so respectful to a person who wrote, but after knowing Yu Ziqian's identity, he broke out in a cold sweat.

Ancestor, can you not be respected?

What a character Yu Ziqian is, the entire Shenzhou Continent is under his control, as long as he says a word, no matter who he is, what identity he is, he must die before sunset.

It was precisely because Zhu Fei knew Yu Ziqian's identity that he did not hesitate to kill Zhang Quan this time.

Not to mention the elders of the Aotian Pavilion branch, even if the elders of the headquarters came, they probably wouldn't dare to say a word after knowing today's incident.

Wang Xiaoyu, the county lord, was also in disbelief when she heard that the prince was going to kill Zhang Quan, she had a marriage contract with Zhang Quan in private, and the two families were extremely powerful and had heavy troops in their hands. In her opinion, let alone making noise here, even if she kills the entire teahouse, the emperor will not dare to come nonsense.

Besides, many of the elders distributed in the Aotian Pavilion are better than the King of Zhendong, and there is a faint appearance of supporting the King of Zhendong to replace the emperor.

Wang Xiaoyu couldn't understand, this prince was too bold, he was not afraid of the two big foreign surnames, even Aotian Pavilion was not afraid.

At this time, the crown prince Zhu Fei walked in front of Yu Ziqian, made a thousand blessings, and said respectfully: "Sir, I didn't disturb your old man!"

Seeing such a scene, Wang Xiaoyu once again showed a puzzled look, the old man in front of him, no matter how he looked at it, was an ordinary person, and he could make the prince so respectful. Thinking of this, Wang Xiaoyu remembered the scene of Zhang Quan being arrested, and couldn't help but tremble in her heart, "Could it be that Zhang Quan was arrested just now because of these two people in front of him?"

Wang Xiaoyu thought of something, only to feel that his body had been struck by lightning, and trembled.

When she came, her father told her that anyone in the capital can offend anyone, even if it is the emperor, it is okay to offend, and my father will block it for you. But there are two people, you must not offend, they are an old couple, now about seventy years old, as for their appearance, the father does not know, you go be careful.

King Zhennan also wanted to draw the appearance of the two, but no matter how good the painter was, after seeing the appearance of Yu Ziqian and Chu Siqi, he just wanted to pick up the pen and paint, but his mind was blank, and he couldn't draw it anyway. Those painters originally only thought it was strange and didn't take it to heart, but after such a situation happened a few times, they no longer dared to paint the appearance of Yu Ziqian and Chu Siqi.

It is precisely for this reason that King Zhennan can't show his daughter the appearance of the two.

All this, perhaps there is a providence in the dark.

Yu Ziqian is in this world, his status is almost heaven-like existence, who can dare to draw the ancestor of the heaven-like existence on paper?

After reaching the stage of cultivating the gods, he realized that after fifty years of life, Yu Ziqian's cultivation has reached the sky, and no one can draw the appearance of his husband and wife on paper except for people with the same cultivation. Even Zhang Qingqinyi and other out-of-body stage powerhouses can't do it now, because Yu Ziqian and their cultivation are not at the same level at all. (To be continued.) )