The head of the Zhao family is an old man who has passed the age of sixtieth birthday, named Zhao Gu.

Zhao Gu's beard was white, and he looked old, even if he had already stepped into cultivation, he could already make his appearance younger through some spiritual properties, but he didn't do it.

In the words of the head of the Zhao family himself, the old man should have the appearance of an old man, and this appearance at this time corresponds to his mentality———— everything but to be comfortable.

The Zhao family's power in Huyang City has basically reached its peak, and even the current Huyang Taishou does not dare to touch their Zhao family's tiger whiskers on the bright side.

If you want to climb up again, you can only aim at the Qi Sect and replace it.

But they didn't dare.

Not to mention that the Qi Cultivation Sect would not give them this opportunity, even if they did, they did not have the strength and courage to compete with the Qi Cultivation Sect.

The gap between the family and the Xianmen is like a puddle after the rain and a vast river, it is not an order of magnitude, and it cannot be compared at all.

Therefore, they can only live in such a comfortable life.

......

In the backyard of Zhao's house, in the fish pond of Qingchi, Zhao Gu is holding a fishing rod and sitting on the stone bench on the clear pond fishing, quite a bit of a comfortable taste.

Unlike those young children who only know cultivation all day long, Zhao Gu's life is very comfortable, he doesn't have to work hard to cultivate, and the family affairs are taken care of by the children and grandchildren below, he only needs to fish every day and enjoy the scenery.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he can eat the elixir of spiritual prostitution every day.

Although it was just some inferior spiritual products that the Qi Cultivation Sect looked down on, it was enough to withstand a whole day's hard work.

The bait is thrown into the water, and the school of fish quickly gathers and swirls around the hook.

At this time, a waiter suddenly walked in and said, "The head of the family, the envoy of the Taishou Mansion asks to see you." ”

The sudden sound startled away the fish in the large pond, Zhao Gu frowned slightly, glanced at the waiter, and said in a low voice: "No." Then he turned his gaze to the fish swimming around in the pool.

He is a person who pursues comfort, and since he pursues comfort, he must avoid trouble as soon as possible.

What's the trouble for him?

In the entire Huyang City, everyone was in awe of his Zhao family, that is, in order to participate in the treasure competition recently, the foreign Xiuzhen family who came to Huyang City specially wanted to give three points to the Zhao family.

Of course, there is one exception.

That is the ———— Taishou Mansion.

Although he pursued comfort, Zhao Gu was also a smart person, and he understood his role as a cultivator family: in addition to buying and selling some unused spiritual property for the Qi Cultivation Sect, there was also a role, that is, to monitor the Taishou Mansion, so as not to prevent Liu Taishou from practicing privately or swallowing spiritual property.

Therefore, of course, he can't see the envoy sent by the Taishou Mansion, especially not in private.

Otherwise, the matter reached the ears of the Qi Sect, and their Zhao family would be the first to be unlucky.

"Yes, Master. But the messenger said that if the head of the house did not want to see him, he should ask the master of the house to see it. As he spoke, the messenger took out a piece of red hard object from his sleeve, which was restrained and transparent, like some precious treasure.

"Put it on the table and stand down. Zhao Gu said lightly.

He didn't even look back, his eyes were fixed on the fish swimming around in the pool.

A quarter of an hour passed, two quarters of an hour passed...... It wasn't until two hours had passed, and the fishing basket beside him was almost full, that he reluctantly put away the fishing rod in his hand.

At this time, he remembered his previous servant and put something on the table.

He glanced over his head and saw that on the table was a blood-red dragon-shaped jade......

"Hmm, how can the Taishou Mansion get such a thing?"

Zhao Gu was stunned, and subconsciously felt that this thing was not a mortal thing, he originally thought that it was just a bribe given by the Taishou Mansion, but now it seems that it is not at all.

He took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and the more he looked at it, the more frightened he felt.

This is...... Ahh

Such a thing, even if it is the sect master of the Qi Cultivation Sect, is not qualified to have it, right? Even if it is this Rongzhou Prefecture Pastor......

Rongzhou pastor?

Zhao Gu's heart fluttered.

With the identity of a family like the Zhao family, he is naturally not qualified to meet Rongzhou Mu, but it is said that in the hands of Rongzhou Muyuanzhen, there is a spirit-level magic weapon, called "Red Longbi"...... According to the description of this magic weapon by the outside world, it is almost exactly the same as the dragon-shaped jade in his hand!

Who is Genzhen?

One of the ten holy immortals, the top boss of the Taishou Mansion, and the master of the Qi Cultivation Sect.

Within the boundaries of this Rongzhou territory, it can be said that it is a supreme existence.

But I ...... Unexpectedly, the envoy of the state pastor was forced to hang outside for two hours?

Thinking of this, a panicked look finally appeared on Zhao Gu's comfortable old face.

"Quick! Invite the messenger in! No, no, no, I'll go out to meet you myself!"

...... .....

Before He Yi came here, he had already learned about the situation from Liao Qianzhong, and he also had a good grasp of the style of several principals of the Zhao family.

Especially Zhao Gu, the head of the Zhao family, is cautious and suspicious by nature, if he comes to see him as an envoy, he will inevitably be rejected.

Therefore, he directly took out the source of the true red dragon bi.

Today's He Yi is wearing a simple plain clothes, and he looks like an ordinary white-faced scholar, although he is hanging in the front yard, but because he is a messenger, the servants of the Zhao family are not easy to slacken, what snacks and fruits, and good fragrant tea are all served in front of him.

He Yi was not polite, and while eating, he held a book called "Guiguzi" and watched it carefully.

"Who let you in?"

After a long time, a surprised voice with a bit of cruelty pulled He Yi out of the scroll.

This voice was quite familiar, and He Yi looked back, but it was Zhao Han with a surprised and hostile face.

Hasn't this person already been arrested? How could he be in his own home? Could it really be that this guy is the county magistrate of Pingyuan County, as Lieutenant Chang said?

But just a plain county is also worthy of their Zhao family? Moreover, he is still blocked in front of his grandfather's garden?

He Yi sneered at Zhao Leng and ignored him.

This Zhao Han, just to settle a crime on Zhou Chun and Aunt Luan, did not hesitate to take two innocent lives.

Just this scheming and viciousness left a very deep impression on He Yi.

However, with He Yi's current "identity", let alone Zhao Han, even if Zhao Gu, the head of the Zhao family, comes out, He Yi will be arrogant about ignoring his love. If you deal with it carefully, you will show your feet and arouse suspicion.

"Why aren't you dead yet?" Seeing He Yi's cold attitude, Zhao Han was unhappy and couldn't help but sneer.

He Yi still ignored Zhao Han, as if he hadn't heard it at all, he sat leisurely on the stone bench in the gazebo, while reading the book, picked up a piece of pastry by himself, and sent it to his mouth.

Then deliberately made a "haw, chirp" sound.

This scene fell in Zhao Han's eyes, and he suddenly felt that his self-esteem had been greatly hurt.

Usually, Mo said that it was in the Zhao family, that is, in the entire Huyang City, no one dared to disobey him, where did he suffer this kind of ignorance?

"Smack!"

So, Zhao Han walked over quickly, slapped the pastry in He Yi's hand, and fell into the clear pond next to him, immediately scaring away a group of fish.

He didn't have a good impression of He Yi, because it was this bastard thing in front of him who ruined the death situation he had carefully set up.

If it weren't for that, he would probably have pried open the mouths of the Zhou family's mother and son by now and asked about the whereabouts of that thing.

He Yi looked at his empty palm expressionlessly, didn't raise his head, just said lightly: "Do you know what you're doing?"

Zhao Leng laughed: "Of course Lao Tzu knows what he is doing......

Before he finished speaking, he saw He Yi's palm quickly swing out, and a slap was directly slapped on Zhao Han's face.

Syllable!

Slap in the face!