Mrs. Zhao's eldest son, Hou Fuyan's eldest son, Hong Xi. In the future, the real authoritative people in the entire Hou Mansion stood behind Hong Xuanji, quiet and elegant on the surface, but as powerful as a mountain inside.

When the four eyes looked at each other, Hong Yi's eyes were tingling, his heart jumped, and his soul seemed to be shocking, he already understood that the strength of this "Xiao Wu Wenhou" was unfathomable, far above him.

The reason why his eyes were opposite and his heart was beating was because of the big difference in strength, and Hong Yi also knew this very well.

"I don't know what kind of realm Hong Xi's martial arts have been practiced, is it an innate master, or a great grandmaster?" Hong Yi avoided Hong Xi's gaze slightly, thinking in his heart.

Hong Xi saw that Hong Yi avoided his gaze, his eyes slipped, and a trace of disdain flashed mockery, this kind of gaze was like a fierce lion looking at the little white rabbit.

The corner of Hong Yi's eyes swept this kind of gaze, and suddenly, his heart was full of blood and blood, and a strong anger surged into his heart. Clenched your fists slightly, your eyelids drooped.

"You can inherit the marquis, one day, I will definitely be above you, whether it is civil governance, martial arts, strength, or status, I will be far superior to you, just like you look at me today. Hong Yi calmed down his anger in his heart and secretly swore an oath.

Hong Xi's experience, Hong Yi also knows a little, as the eldest son of the Hou Mansion, he began to learn martial arts from literature almost since he beat his mother's womb, it was Hong Xuanji who taught him by hand, and his bones were extremely strong, and it was rumored that Hong Xi could play with a sixty-pound stone lock when he was seven years old.

At the age of fourteen, he entered the army to lecture on martial arts, and later made military exploits, promoted to commander, and even once, protected the prince to inspect the frontier, was assassinated, and one person killed and retreated a hundred people to besiege, and after returning, he was given an ice crack knife called "Zhenjiao" by the emperor, and at the same time was praised by the emperor himself as "the tiger father has no dog".

Hong Xi stood quietly behind Hong Xuanji, both father and son were of average stature and similar in outline, and they were also generally quiet like mountains, not angry and arrogant, unfathomable.

No matter who you are, you can feel that this is a real father and son.

Hong Yi's inner feeling also felt that the concubines around him, even including himself, were not as similar as Hong Xuanji and Hong Xi, this kind of image was not in terms of physiognomy and bloodline, but the inheritance of jīng's divine temperament.

"If the martial arts boxing method enters the innate realm, the internal and external muscles, bones, skin and flesh, and the five internal organs are all condensed into one, the whole person's qi and blood are extremely powerful, and all ghosts and evil will not invade, even if I am a Taoist master, it will have no effect on people like Hong Xi. It can be said that if he does what he does to me now, I have no way, no, my strength is not strong enough, and I have to cultivate hard. ”

Hong Yi saw Hong Xi's gaze, and after being angry, he began to think deeply.

He had read the Tao Sutra and talked about the metaphysics with a great master like Bai Ziyue, and knew that even if he cultivated to the realm of ghosts and immortals, he could possess and control people's physical bodies, but this could only deal with people below the realm of martial artists.

Once you surpass the realm of martial artists and reach the innate realm, the whole body is ironclad inside and outside, and the physical body is condensed into one, even if it is a ghost immortal, you can't take it away, possess it, and control its soul.

Not to mention that the boxing technique has been cultivated to the realm of a great grandmaster or even a martial saint.

After the realm of the Martial Saint, the whole body exchanged blood, the blood qi was incredibly powerful, with a radius of dozens of zhang, and the yīn soul couldn't even get close to the body. Even if the flying sword is killed, before it approaches the body, it will be forced by the blood and qi, and the power will be reduced by more than half, and it will be soft and powerless.

"In the past dynasties, in the history books, the way of ghosts and gods has always been a small technique, even if it is a rebellion, it is only a means for those cults to bewitch the peasants and the displaced people. Therefore, in all dynasties, there was no peasant army that had used the way of ghosts and gods to achieve things, and the peasant army that often seemed to be invulnerable was immediately defeated when it encountered the imperial court. This is also the main point in the history books. It seems that in addition to cultivating the art of the divine soul, I want to make meritorious achievements, and more importantly, martial arts. ”

Hong Yi made up his mind in his heart, turned a lot of thoughts in an instant, and finally calmed down.

He stood in a position at the end, swept his eyes slightly, and found that his more than ten brothers and sisters, except for Mrs. Zhao's second son Hong Kang, who was an official in the south, and couldn't come back, the rest were all there, including Hong Xuejiao from Mrs. Fang's side, and Hong Gui from the third lady, who were also standing in a proper manner.

Ding Xing in the Hou Mansion, Hong Xuanji's three wives and four concubines, almost every wife and concubine gave birth to one or two children, so Hong Yi has more than ten brothers and sisters.

Concubine Yuan's mother's recognition of relatives, provincial relatives is a major event, and it is also a big thing in the Hou Mansion, which is more important than the New Year.

The four concubines in the rest of the Hou Mansion also followed behind the three ladies, as if they were attendants, and they did not dare to go beyond the rules and show off.

"Although these aunts' sons are not having a good time, they are rich businessmen with solid family backgrounds, and those sons are adults, and they are going to get through to the end. ”

Hong Yi looked at the four concubines in the mansion and thought silently in his heart.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion at the door, and several red-clothed eunuchs on horseback rushed to the gate, dismounted, and hurried in.

"Niangniang has already left the palace, and in less than half an hour, she will arrive at the Hou Mansion, Master Hou, you have to be ready. "The voice of the male duck is very unpleasant, this is the eunuch who came to report the news first.

"Reward them and let them go down and rest. Hong Xuanji was expressionless, and commanded, and Mrs. Zhao beside him immediately understood, and asked a few Hao slaves to lead the eunuch down to rest and drink tea.

The people of the entire Hou Mansion were silent for a moment, looking at the door quietly, without a single sound coming out, and after a long time, another eunuch came in and said, "Niang Niang has arrived." ”

Subsequently, there were many Titian, eunuchs with umbrellas, who stood in front of a street all the time, and then, there was a large sedan chair with eight lifts, the top was gilt inlaid with seven sè gems, large gourd pearls, bead curtains all around, tooth tents, the fragrance was compelling, showing the wealth and royal spirit of the Royal Celestial Empire.

Hong Yi peeked and forgot about it, but he couldn't see the slightest person in the sedan chair, and naturally he couldn't see what Concubine Yuan looked like, whether it was the red-clothed heroine she met in the valley.

However, Hong Yi had a sense that the people in the sedan chair also set their eyes on him, and that kind of gaze was very gentle, which was an interesting view.

If it weren't for the fact that Hong Yi's Divine Soul Technique had been cultivated slightly, he would have had such an induction.

"Welcome to the Imperial Concubine!"

At this moment, all the people around the Hou Mansion knelt down, and Hong Yi also knelt down. It's the rule.

However, Hong Xuanji, Hong Xi's father and son, both of them, only bowed and did not kneel.

But no one was surprised, because Hong Xuanji, Hong Xi, father and son, were all rewarded by the emperor with riding horses in the imperial city, walking on the palace with swords, and not kneeling to anyone's will except for the king.

That is to say, the father and son can ride horses in the imperial city, and even bring swords to the emperor, except for the emperor, when they meet the prince, the queen does not have to kneel, just salute.

This is a great honor for a supreme minister.

"Excuse me. ”

The voice came from inside the palanquin.