After a short sigh, Sikong Haoxuan closed his eyes and cultivated again. The maids had already understood Sikong Haoxuan's habits, and when Sikong Haoxuan closed his eyes, he quietly removed the seventeen breakfasts on the table. Twenty minutes later, Sikong Haoxuan opened his eyes on time and enjoyed the refreshing juice served by the maid.

Song Ziyan looked at Sikong Haoxuan, who was reclining on the soft seat, pursed his lips and shook his head, "Xuan'er, don't you know the importance of studying now? Look at you, what does it look like to sleep with your eyes closed all day." ”

Sikong Haoxuan listened to his mother's words and almost squirted out the juice from his mouth. Dare to love his life-threatening cultivation, in the eyes of his mother, he is just sleeping?" "My dear mother, you are also the archmage who has stepped into the realm of the dawn moon. Can't you see that I'm cultivating? Well, it's the same thing as you meditating with your eyes closed all day. Sikong Haoxuan said with a bitter face.

Tired of stepping forward and twisting Sikong Haoxuan's ear, "You little guy knows what cultivation is? What else is the same as me, have you ever seen your mother meditate all day except for eating? Your grandfather told me a long time ago that you didn't even learn his 'arrogant fighting spirit'." I can't control you, see how your father comes back and cleans you up. ”

Song Ziyan sat next to Sikong Haoxuan, waved her hand and asked the maid to remove the gold-inlaid crystal cup that had been drunk, and said to her baby son: "Xuan'er, you don't want to learn fighting with your grandfather, and you don't want to learn magic from your mother, what can you do in the future." You must know that all the direct children of the Sikong family will join the army until the age of eighteen. This is a clan rule, and no one will be able to protect you when the time comes. ”

Looking at his mother's somewhat sad face, Sikong Haoxuan said softly: "Mom, don't worry." I won't let you down in the future, I'm a genius......"

Song Ziyan was amused by Sikong Haoxuan, who was blowing the conch, "You little guy, a genius? Why didn't my mother find out that you were a genius? If you want to talk about genius, look at your second brother, you can recite the general history of the mainland at the age of sixteen." Your eldest brother's 'Proud Fighting Spirit' has all been cultivated to the fourth layer. Their outstanding achievements are not geniuses in the history of the Sikong family, let alone you little guy. ”

Sikong Haoxuan rolled his eyes when he heard this, and muttered: "Who wants to ......compare with a pervert who can only endorse" For his second brother, Sikong Haoxuan will always scold him for being perverted in his heart, because he is extremely jealous of the second brother's extraordinary memory and comprehension ability.

"Well, I haven't talked much about you in the past two years. You've always done your own thing, and now you're past the best age to cultivate Dou Qi and magic, and it's up to you to see what you do in the future. But in the future, with your eldest brother and second brother taking care of you, there is nothing to worry about. The feelings were blown for a long time, and Song Ziyan didn't take it to heart at all.

"Remember, your grandfather asked me to come and tell you. In the evening he takes you to see the lanterns, and today is the Empire's annual Lantern Festival. Song Ziyan reminded Sikong Haoxuan before going out.

Sikong Haoxuan rubbed his eyebrows, remembering his grandfather's old fox-like smile, and said in his heart: "The Chinese Lantern Festival? Once a year, why haven't I seen my grandfather take me so kindly in the first two years? What are the tricks!?" Looking at his mother who was about to walk out of the door, Sikong Haoxuan suddenly had an indescribable impulse in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "Mom, if you are willing to spend as much time meditating as I do, you will definitely be able to step into the realm of a grandmaster." ”

Looking back at his son, who seemed to be a little strange, the combination of immature childish voice and deep expression made Song Ziyan smile, and thought for a while: "Everyone's pursuit is different, I just want to take care of our family." ”

"No matter what the world, my mother will always be silently dedicated to her family. Sikong Haoxuan was ashamed of his self-righteousness.

After nightfall, the old man dragged the reluctant Sikong Haoxuan out of the mansion, and told Sikong Haoxuan about the origin of the Lantern Festival as he walked.

More than 400 years ago, at the beginning of the Golden Empire, it experienced a large-scale rebellion. At that time, the eight major lords of the empire rebelled at the same time, and the founding emperor, known as the golden lion Fels, miraculously led 100,000 iron horsemen through the Death Desert, and was helped by a migrating eastern tribe in the depths of the desert, and successfully attacked from the rear of the rebel coalition and wiped out the main rebel army.

The 100,000 iron horsemen were almost dead in the desert and the war, and only about 10,000 of the 70,000 warriors of the eastern tribe remained. The remaining members of the Eastern tribes migrated to the empire at the invitation of Fels, and the Sikong family was one of them.

The festival is to commemorate the counterinsurgency war at the beginning of the founding of the country. On the night of the Chinese Lantern Festival, the nightless imperial capital outlined by various lanterns will light the way home for those soldiers who died in a distant land. The people of the imperial capital also called the Lantern Festival the Spiritualist Festival.

"Xuan'er, you see that the lanterns on this golden avenue are all made by our Sikong family. How, pretty. Sikong Buqun proudly showed off to his grandson, as if these lanterns were made by his old man himself.

Sikong Haoxuan was not interested in the Lantern Festival, and was worried about delaying his cultivation, hearing Sikong Buqun say this, of course he would not give up the opportunity to hit him, and asked in surprise: "Grandpa, our family has made so many lanterns, which one did you make?"

Obviously, Sikong Buqun, who couldn't hold his old face, said solemnly: "Xuan'er, I am the head of the Sikong family, and I am only responsible for commanding." Where do I have time to make my own lanterns......"

"Lord Duke, how can you be in the mood to enjoy the lanterns in this busy city this year? Oh, brother, I almost forgot, the Duke likes to put down his worth and have fun with the people. Brother, I can't do it, I got some chic boutique lanterns in the courtyard of the night house, and invited my brother to the ball. Why didn't Duke Sodrley post to you?"

"There are only five people in the entire emperor who dare to talk to the crowd like this, and the old man who came over is obviously not the emperor. Among the four major families, the Yilu family is friendly with the Sikong family, and the old man on the opposite side is obviously the head of the Oss family, the old thing Rubel. Sikong Haoxuan thought.

Sikong Buqun looked at the approaching old man, frowned, and said, "Then I wish you, Duke Rubel, a happy night tonight." I heard that Sodrel is an old thing, and I don't know where I got a group of superb maikos, duke, you won't be stimulated if you don't have the heart to go. ”

The nobles of the entire imperial capital knew that Rubel had intended to be a female disciple of the Grandmaster Nanque, but was chased by Nanque to the imperial capital to destroy his male function.

"Hmph......" Rubel, who was unscarred in vain, snorted angrily and passed by the commonplace. As the inheritor of the bloodline of the Ancient Great Witch, Sikong Haoxuan's powerful soul vaguely felt that several powerful forces hidden in the shadows surrounded Rubel.

"It seems that as the four major families in the imperial capital, each family is not so simple. Hiding next to Rubel, the master of the Oss family, there is at least a grandmaster-level master. Sikong Haoxuan was secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Xuan'er, grandpa is suddenly not in a good mood. Go find some good wine from your Grandma Su, and go home by yourself. Without waiting for Sikong Haoxuan to speak, Sikong Buqun hurried away.

Sikong Haoxuan looked at his grandfather, who even used his fighting spirit and left quickly, shook his head and said secretly: "Do you really treat me as a child? ”

After grandpa left, Sikong Haoxuan, who was not in the mood to look at the lights, just wanted to go back to his home to practice quickly. Turning into the street leading directly to Sikong's mansion, Sikong Haoxuan couldn't help but be stunned, looking at the empty street and scolding: "This is too exaggerated, isn't it possible to clear a main street at this time?"

In front of the mansions of the four major families, there is a main road built for them by the imperial family, which shows the importance of the imperial family to the four major families. Civilians are not allowed to set foot on these four main roads. But on this major festival of the Empire, emptying the nobles of the entire main road is not something that can be forced. It can be seen from this that the Sikong family's power in the imperial capital is huge. (To be continued.) )