Husband and wife were originally birds of the same forest, and they flew separately when disaster came.

This means husband and wife, but the big family can avoid vulgarity? Who in the family, men, women, and children will have no other thoughts when they see the danger coming?

"Grandpa, let's run for our lives!"

Zhao Qian cried and knelt down in front of Zhao Zhengming.

Looking at this unsuccessful little grandson, Zhao Zhengming inevitably sighed in his heart, ordinary people still have the saying that they are rich for only three generations, their Zhao family has been passed down for thousands of years, and naturally there will be some unbearable descendants, and there are thousands of acres of fertile land that are inevitably overgrown with weeds, not to mention people?

Fortunately, his Zhao family also has a dragon and phoenix-like eldest grandson, but he is a guest at the Kong family in Zhongzhou at this time, and he is not in the state capital.

Zhao Zhengming looked at the cyan light mask outside the house, and the people who were running back and forth in a hurry with different colors on their faces, and couldn't help but secretly rejoice, fortunately, he was still in Zhongzhou, not the state capital.

Thinking so, he shook Zhao Mingzhu's hand beside him.

Their Zhao family has experienced a lot of ups and downs.

Afraid of what.

"The head of the Zhao family's house is so lively, what's the matter, and you're still kneeling?"

With a laugh, the woman in a gorgeous costume covered her face, uninvited, but no one reported it, followed by four people in strange costumes, and the Xuanniao King, who had been to the Zhao family, was impressively listed.

Zhao Zhengming's heart couldn't help sinking when he saw these people, frowned and waved his hand to rebuke the nonsense Zhao Qian, and let the five visitors into the house, while he took Zhao Mingzhu's hand and sat on the main seat.

"I'm afraid this is the Holy Maiden of the Holy Sect, right? Zhao Zhengming is polite!" In Zhao Mingzhu's surprised gaze, Zhao Zhengming hugged his fists and saluted, there was no way, the other party was a demon saint, and with a wave of his hand, he could wipe out the real big man who could wipe out their Zhao family.

The woman in the costume who was the leader was naturally the masked Liu Rushuang, and today they were divided into two ways, and the three cronies went to the Zhongnan Temple that had healed Zhao Mingzhu to search for ancient books that were very likely to be clues to the Great Array, and the five of them came to repair the relationship with the Zhao family, after all, the Zhao family has been inherited for thousands of years, and maybe there is a secret that even the demon lord does not know very well.

"The head of the Zhao family is polite!" Liu Rushuang gave a slight salute, and then went straight to the point, "I have heard for a long time that the head of the Zhao family has a long history, and I really have something to ask for when I come to the door today, and I hope that the head of the Zhao family will agree!"

As the saying goes, this is nothing to do in the Three Treasures Palace, since Liu Rushuang appeared, Zhao Zhengming knew that the other party was not here to drink tea, but after all, he was a human race, when did she come to him?

Zhao Zhengming thought for a while, stroked his beard and said, "Speaking of which, I'm not afraid of the saint laughing, although the Zhao family has existed for a long time, but after all, many things have passed countless years, and if you want to find it again today, I'm afraid it will be difficult!"

Liu Rushuang glanced at Zhao Zhengming and said, "The head of the Zhao family is joking, the holy lord once said that the Zhao family is one of the relics of the ancient royal family, what can be hidden from you? Is it possible that this holy woman will kneel down and worship you?" In the end, Liu Rushuang raised willow eyebrows, and a pair of beautiful eyes burst out of the terrifying essence.

"You!"

Zhao Zheng stood up suddenly, looking at Liu Rushuang, who had easily and skillfully told the Zhao family's most confidential matter, with a shocked and angry face, his lips trembled and said, "You... How did you find out about this?"

"The Holy Lord cultivates to the heavens, lives the same life as the heavens and the earth, and even if the Heavenly Dao collapses, it will not be damaged in the slightest, how can there be anything in this heaven and earth that he does not know? In the past, the Holy Lord was too lazy to ask, but this time he specially came to the book to point out the details of your Zhao family, in this way, will your Zhao family continue to be stubborn? Be careful that from tomorrow onwards, everyone will know about it!" Liu Rushuang faintly threatened, otherwise, Zhao Zhengming, the old slippery head, probably would not be obedient.

Sitting back on the chair again, Zhao Zhengming glanced at Zhao Mingzhu, whose eyes were full of surprise, and his whole body seemed to have lost all his strength.

Their Zhao family is indeed one of the relics of the ancient royal family, not only the Zhao family, but also many ancient families in the world are the inheritance of the top number in the ancient period.

These families are not obvious on weekdays, but they have their own way of continuation, which can be passed down for thousands of years.

And their Zhao family won some fame in the land of Wuzhou with the remnants of ancient books collected in ancient times, in exchange for the admiration of the world, which won a chance to breathe in the world where the imperial power is no longer and the dragon's breath is not obvious. If the world knows that their Zhao family is actually the remnant of the royal family, I am afraid that it will immediately usher in the world's revival, and if it is serious, it may provoke other forces to attack, after all, the ancient royal family is not a good thing in the impression of the vast majority.

Zhao Mingzhu looked at her grandfather in disbelief, she didn't know that the Zhao family was one of the sources of the legendary power tricks and wars in ancient times, and she was stunned on the spot.

Gently patted Zhao Mingzhu's hand to show comfort, Zhao Zhengming's eyes were full of endless fatigue, fortunately, the rest of the Zhao family was not present, otherwise I am afraid that this news will not be hidden.

"What secrets does the holy woman want to know, please tell me, the old man knows everything!" Zhao Zhengming finally compromised, but he didn't dare to anger the holy woman again.

Liu Rushuang smiled and said to Zhao Zhengming, "The head of the Zhao family is really happy, this holy woman will not be embarrassed with you, you just need to tell what the key to the state capital city array is!"

Zhao Zhengming's expression froze for a moment, and then returned to normal, and sighed, "I see, so it is, no wonder Mr. Xuan of your sect has always wanted the ancient books of the state capital city, and he actually wanted to fight the idea of the state capital city array, but in this way, the old man has nothing to say!"

"Boom"

The holy woman's coercion erupted, shaking the ancestral house of the Zhao family violently, and it actually fell a little dirt, and Zhao Zhengming and Zhao Mingzhu were shocked by the coercion, and they couldn't move, their throats were sweet, and a stream of hot blood gushed out from their chests, and they both collapsed to the ground.

"I'm afraid that the head of the Zhao family has forgotten how many human races I have killed in the demon realm for endless years, do you really think that this holy woman will be a bodhisattva?

After punishing Zhao Zhengming a little, Liu Rushuang put away the coercion, so as not to accidentally kill two ordinary people for a while.

Zhao Zhengming bleeded from the corner of his mouth, but he didn't have time to wipe it, and was picked up from the ground trembling by Zhao Mingzhu, who was also depressed, and said hatefully, "It's not that the old man doesn't say it, but the old man doesn't know it at all!"

Liu Rushuang frowned, and said unhappily, "What is the reason, say it in 1510!"

The Xuanniao King also persuaded at this time, "The head of the Zhao family should tell everything you know, otherwise under the anger of the holy woman, you Zhao Jiayan can please him?" After speaking, he glanced at Liu Rushuang, and was relieved to see that he had no different color.

Zhao Mingzhu took out a handkerchief to wipe the blood from the corners of Zhao Zhengming's mouth, and glared at the five demons with hatred. But Zhao Zhengming held Zhao Mingzhu's hand tightly and slowly opened his mouth to Liu Rushuang in front of him, and said, "It is recorded in the clan that the Great Array of the State Capital City was personally set up by the Heavenly Elephant Hall of the Falling God Palace in order to suppress the remaining dragon qi in Qingzhou, how can outsiders know?"

Hearing this, Liu Ru's eyes kept changing, and he said after a long time, "It's impossible not to leak the slightest rumor, the construction of the big array will definitely require a lot of construction, and those craftsmen who participated in the construction have no one to leave a word?"

"What the Holy Maiden said is that I don't know how many years have passed in the day, but the old man has no way of knowing..."Zhao Zhengming shook his head, and a trace of disdain flashed in his slightly lowered eyes.

Liu Ru was extremely angry, the Holy Lord accidentally spied the opportunity, and obviously pointed out the clues she needed to be in the Zhao family, but they found nothing in the past year, so how should they explain to the Holy Lord?

Could it be that the Holy Lord miscalculated? It is impossible, although it is only a wisp of remnant soul, its cultivation realm still needs to be looked up and down by the demon realm. But if the Holy Lord is not miscalculated, and the Zhao family is not lying, where should the clues start?

Suddenly, the Xuanniao King approached Liu Rushuang's ear and muttered something, Liu Rushuang instantly raised his eyebrows, snorted lightly at Zhao Zhengming, and said, "The Zhao family is really calculating, and will lead the troubles to their benefactors, so that the Holy Sect will be in vain." But don't worry, long before this holy woman came to the Zhao family, she had already sent three demon kings to the Zhongnanguan in the outer city, and she must have already returned at this time, so are you satisfied, Miss Zhao Mingzhu?"

"Let's go! Those guys in the sky are making trouble for the Qingzhou Governor, let's go see the show, or add a fire to her... Liu Rushuang turned around and left, taking a group of cronies with him.

Inside the door, Zhao Zhengming's eyes were gloomy, and Zhao Mingzhu collapsed to the ground without realizing it.

And outside the door, the nurses who have just arrived after hearing the news, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do.

Such a movement in the state capital city naturally alarmed Qinghua Academy, but unlike the chaos of the residents, the students still studied the classics in their respective schools, and their own teachers were on the side to teach them.

"When the world is chaotic, scholars are not chaotic, and chaos should be controlled..."

“... Only by learning the scriptures and knowing the classics can we integrate them and bring them to the benefit of the people..."

“... The way of waiting is not in relieving calamity, not in saving the world, in..."

......

Ling Chunqiu Ling listened to the sound of handouts in front of the window of the scripture building, reading for a while, sometimes frowning, sometimes nodding, and wrote down the inappropriateness in his heart one by one, and then discussed with the people who taught them one by one when the rebellion in the state capital city passed.

Behind him, a withered hunchbacked old man leaned over, pouted at the sound coming from the window, and said dissatisfiedly, "Teach some useless words!"

Ling Chunqiu turned his head to look at the old man who had been closed in the Jinglou for decades, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Who said it wasn't? What can you teach these things with? The art of supporting the dragon? The ability to slay the dragon? The imperial power of the land of the five states is not prosperous, and the dynasty is no longer there, what is the use of learning? Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting? Poetry and poetry? Jingyi article? Originally, it has just recovered some signs of prosperity, and these are reasonable, or it is good to have a few capable ministers who can govern the world, but who expected the storm to rise again!"

The old man also looked at the light shield in the sky and sighed, "Yes, the storm is rising again, but I, Confucian, still can't stand at the forefront and block the catastrophe for hundreds of millions of people!"

Upon hearing this, Ling Chunqiu couldn't help but turn his head to look at the figure in the scripture building who was immersed in hard reading, and beside him, the scriptures that had already fallen to the ground were already lying on the ground.

"Maybe he'll make it?"

The old man followed Ling Chunqiu's gaze, stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Better than me, Old Man Wang is also full of praise!"

"Furnace Cultivation Hundred Classics..."

The two great scholars in Qinghua Academy sighed in unison.

Outside the window, the cyan mask added to the cracks.