"Is your mother also a banner person?" Mo Yan suddenly asked.

Nalafu was stunned when he heard this, and said in surprise: "Yes, how can the seniors ask such a question?"

Mo Yan smiled slightly: "The old man saw that you were born like an old man, so he asked, what is your mother's surname?"

"The surname is Lu. Nalafu replied.

Could it be the Lu family? But Nalafu clearly said that his mother was a banner man.

"Don't you have a brother?"

"No, the younger generation is an only child. ”

Mo Yan nodded, although he saw Nalafu's puzzled eyes, he still had to ask: "Do you have a flag slave at home?"

Nalafu shook his head and said, "No. ”

"Never?"

"Yes, I haven't heard of a flag slave at home since I can remember. Nalafu felt more and more that this Mo senior was a little strange.

It seemed that there was nothing to ask from Nalafu, so Mo Yan diverted the topic.

"Do you like that Dongying girl in the audience today?"

Nalafu blushed and snorted, "Senior, you can see it too?"

"She's the daughter of Ichiro Onife?"

"Yes, his name is Yingzi. ”

"Does the general agree?"

Nalafu shook his head and said with a sad face: "Dad doesn't allow me to marry a Dongying person, these days I am asking a matchmaker to look for a Han woman in Shuri, I am really sad." ”

"And what does your mother mean?"

"My mother can't do anything, and she has always been obedient to her father. ”

At this time, a servant entered and announced that the dinner was ready, and the general invited the prince and the guests to the banquet.

The banquet hall was brightly lit, and Narahon and an official wearing a three-grade civil service uniform were standing at the door.

"This is Mr. Mo Er, the master of the inner family from Wudang Mountain. Na Lahong said.

"For a long time, Mr. Mo's defeat of Dongying's Erdaoliu master in the ring with two pieces of sugar cane has already spread all over the streets and alleys of Shuri, and it is a real honor to see the famous martial arts here. "After all, Wang Taiyu is a civil official, and his words are soft and soft.

This person is also about 60 years old, he is a Qing envoy stationed in the Ryukyus, and his family is still in the capital, but he is only going to work overseas.

The old man Wudang was tired of walking on the mountain, and his itchy hands taught the hell a lesson. Mo replied lightly.

"This matter is really a long face for my Great Qing Kingdom, and the official has long been annoyed by those Dongying Satsuma Domains who covet and encroach on the Ryukyus, but the imperial court does not pay much attention to overseas vassal states, so that people have to inch in. Today, Mr. Mo Er, a famous Wudang scholar of the Qing Dynasty, won half of the sugarcane over the Dongying samurai sword, and this official has reported back to the imperial court, and I believe that the people will also be encouraged, hehe. Wang Taiyu said with a smile.

The guests and hosts sat down, and the table was full of all kinds of seafood from the Ryukyu Kingdom, and everyone enjoyed their drinks.

After three rounds of drinking, Na Lahong's face was flushed with alcohol, and he grabbed Mo Yan and said: "Today, Fu'er is so hanging in the ring, if it weren't for Mr. Mo's timely action, the consequences would be unimaginable. ”

"The general might as well speak bluntly. Mo replied.

"I implore Mr. Mo to teach Fu'er a few hands, so that he can protect himself when he encounters a master like Ghost Duojian in the future, this official is such an only son, I am really worried. ”

"Well" Mo hesitated, and secretly said in his heart, if he was a blessed man, he would naturally be duty-bound, if not, there would be no need for him to do more.

At this moment, Nalafu got up and left his seat, knelt down with a "poof", and said in his mouth: "Old Mo seniors, the younger generations are ashamed of their stupid qualifications and lack of proficiency, so I implore the seniors to teach." ”

"Jin Fengzi, you get up first. "Don't be able to help each other with your hands.

"If the old Mo seniors don't agree, the younger generations won't get up. Nalafu said firmly.

At this moment, a gorgeously dressed and delicate-looking woman in her fifties walked in, said a blessing to Mo Yan, and said: "Mr. Mo, the old body has heard about the ring today, your old man is strong in martial arts, and he doesn't dare to expect to accept Fu'er as an apprentice, and he begs to teach a little life-saving skills, and the old body will be satisfied." ”

"This is the Uchiko Lu clan. Nalafu said.

Mo Man's heart moved, this Lu's accent is very similar to Niang, and I remember that the words I heard when I was in the Shijia Noodle Restaurant in Zhangcha were also like this.

"Listening to the accent of Nalafu is like a person from the Dongtai area of Jiangsu. Mo Yan asked tentatively.

Lu Shi glanced at Na Lahong cautiously, and then nodded lightly: "What Mr. Mo said is true." ”

Sure enough, she is from Dongtai, she should be the eldest granddaughter-in-law of the Xu family, Lu, but it still needs to be determined.

"There was a shocking case in Dongtai Tea Town back then, I wonder if my wife has ever heard of it?"

Hearing this, Lu's face changed drastically, and his eyes looked at Na Lahong timidly.

"Haha, how can she understand that as a woman, madam, why don't you hurry up and toast Mr. Mo?" Na Lahong said with a smile and handed the Lu wine jug.

These cover-ups naturally can't escape Mo Yan's eyes.

Lu Shi filled the wine glass for Mo with trembling hands, so much so that it overflowed on the table.

"The old body is unwell, and I hope Mr. Mo doesn't mind. Lu lowered his head and whispered, his tone humble.

Mo Mo already believed in his heart that this Lu family must be Xu Shitian's wife, and Nalafu is also a blessed man, but he doesn't know how the mother and son, who are flag slaves, became Nalahong's wife and son, and there must be something unspeakable.

Mo Yan drank the wine in the cup and said, "Okay, the old man will teach some kung fu to Jin Fengzi." ”

"Thank you, senior. Nalafu was overjoyed and stood up.

Narahon was also overjoyed, and thanked him again and again, it seems that he really loves Fu Nan as his own son.

"Although the Xuantian Gong of the Shangqing School is okay, it needs to be practiced to more than six or seven layers to walk on the rivers and lakes to protect itself, but it takes decades of hard practice to achieve it. Mo thought to himself.

"What the seniors said is that only Master Wen Ruo needs to practice to the sixth layer in the Five Dragons Concept, and the seventh layer of the Master Ziyang Zhenren, and it is difficult for the younger generations to achieve their qualifications too poorly. Narafo said with a blushing face.

Mo Yan thought for a while and said, "That's it, the old man will give you a weapon, remember to bring it with you at ordinary times, and it is enough to protect yourself when you encounter a strong enemy." With that, his thoughts were everywhere, and there was a fiery red whip in his hand.

Nalafu looked at the small whip, which was just over a foot long, and his expression was quite puzzled.

Mo Yan smiled slightly and said, "Don't underestimate this whip, it can hurt people in the air, come, the old man will show you." With that, Mo Yan shook his hand casually, and a hardwood screen two feet away from each other in the hall "clicked" and split in half, and everyone else in the hall was stunned.

Nalafu relieved himself and hurriedly bowed: "Thank you to the old man Mo for giving the younger generation an artifact." ”

"Get up, you can try it, just inject a little internal force and throw it over. Mo Yan handed the fire centipede tentacles to Nalafu.

Nalafu took the whip and flung it towards the screen, and with a "snap", although the screen was not split, it also swept out a ditch half a finger deep, and he was suddenly speechless with excitement.

"It's amazing, the people have such a miraculous skill, this official is an eye-opener today. Wang Taiyu said in amazement.

"Haha, Fu'er, you are really a blessed person, this whip given by Mr. Mo can be called a treasure whip, so as a self-defense weapon, you can rest assured that your father is at ease. Nalahon said happily.

"Thank you, Mr. Mo. Lu bent down deeply again.

That night, Mo Yan refused to stay in the Qing Embassy's Mansion and returned to the inn, during the banquet he heard that the Lu family would come to Shuri to smell the incense of the Maharaja's Palace, he decided to find a chance to meet him alone there, and he must ask the ins and outs of the matter.

Lying on the bed in the inn, Mo Ji tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. As the lowly flag slave Xu's granddaughter-in-law, the Lu family turned out to be the main room of General Nala, and there must be many inhumane secrets in it. How could it be said that Na Lahong was also a military attache from the third rank, and that he had never married a wife and had children of his own? Also, where was Shou Nan, the eldest son of the Lu family, and why did they not mention it? Did Na Lafu deliberately conceal these things or did he really know nothing? After a long time, Mo Yan slowly fell asleep.

The next time, Mo Yan inquired all the way to the palace of the Great Monarch of Wende, where the incense was at its peak, and he didn't notice that a Dongying ronin was quietly following him behind him.

The people here have believed in Ryukyu Shinto since ancient times, and since the Ming Dynasty, Buddhism, Taoism and Dongying Shinto have been introduced one after another, but most of the people believe in the local Ryukyu Shinto. According to legend, the dragon palace is on the other side of the sea, the root of the earth and life, after death, the soul will cross the ocean to the dragon palace to become the guardian deity of their physical relatives, and the guardian deity will regularly return to the place of residence before death, praying and protecting the abundance and safety of future generations. The Ryukyuan people have great respect for their deceased ancestors, and they set up tablets in the palace of the Maharaja to worship them, especially to worship female surnames, believe in "sister gods", and priests and shamans are served by female surnames, called "Zhu Nu".

The Maharaja is the highest-ranking goddess appointed by the king, the head of the thirty-three goddesses, second only to the king in religious status, and is the deity of the imperial palace, responsible for praying for the peace of the kingdom, the abundance of grains, and the safety of the sea routes.

Mo Yan stood under the corridor of the palace, his eyes were fixed on the temple door, surrounded by bustling believers, the main hall was filled with incense smoke, and the pious people burned incense and bowed in front of the ancestral tablet.

Soon after, he found that Lu was carrying incense and candles and followed the flow of people into the main hall, so he quietly followed behind.

The hall was very crowded, with tablets on the middle tiers of the altar, and even wooden plaques with the names of ancestors written on the walls around the hall.

Lu came to the most remote corner, took out the incense candle and lit it, and then knelt on the ground to worship. Mo Remnant came behind him and looked at the wooden signs on the wall, one of which was written in Chinese: The ancestors of the Xu family and the spiritual position of the deceased husband Xu Shitian, and now understood that the Lu family was really the eldest granddaughter of the Xu family.

Mo Yan also knelt down next to the Lu family, and there were words in his mouth: "Xu Shukui's grandfather is above, please accept the grandson Mo Yan's worship." ”

Lu Shi was shocked when he heard this, and found that it was Mr. Mo, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded: "You, you are"