Vol 7 Chapter 161: Long night

Moonlight Yiyi, Xuan window slightly bright.
The moment Li Daozong pushed open the door, the next person by candlelight appeared.
"Zonger ..."
"mother."
Shang Huixian, Li Daozong's mother, Li Muru's wife, this woman who almost broke a sword into a village, from the appearance, it is so light and tender, who can see this body and face It is impossible to imagine what kind of ambitious desire is under this mask, but in front of Li Daozong, there is always a loving mother who loves his son, and even he is extremely fond of him.
A pair of jade hands brushed Li Daozong's swollen cheeks, where there were the aftereffects of Li Muru's slap. He did not use the power to eliminate it, but left the hot pain on his face to relieve the pain inside.
"Zonger, you are wronged ..." Shang Huixian was in tears, but she didn't know how to comfort Aiko.
Li Daozong smiled, "Mother, you are cleared again."
Shang Huixian smiled heartily.
Fighting for power for decades, it was to give yourself a breath, but now, not for your son?
"Why did my mother come to Hadong?"
Shang Huixian sighed and sat down slowly, saying, "It's not because Zhuang Zhong has changed a lot. What's the use of staying in Zhuang Zhong alone? Sister and your uncle ... Well, I can't control their minds, but But you can! Advise your father enough. Over the years, your father ’s mind has become too fast, and I ca n’t understand him anymore. I just want to persuade your father to find your uncle, help him restore his skills, and save him. The rivers and lakes are in distress ... "
Li Daozong sighed, his mother's mind was still so simple.
change?
Has my father changed?
Maybe it wasn't the gentle and gentle gentleman in her memory, but his ambitions have probably never changed, except that he was suppressed by the uncle before, but now he is completely indulgent.
"Mother can save some effort ..." Li Daozong slowly said, "Father ... I'm afraid you can't convince me."
Shang Huixian's expression of anxiety appeared, and the film was speechless.
After a few breaths, she smiled slightly and said to Li Daozong: "Zonger still talk to her mother, what have you experienced these days since you left Yijian Shanzhuang, see if you become dark and thin, you must have eaten A lot of pain ... "
Li Daozong knows that her mother just finds a way to leave herself, and she is not interested in those things. She just wants to take a good look at herself and stay with her for a while, or she will get out of her, and I do n’t know how long it will take to see her.
He decided to stay and say something that seemed useless. What was important was not the content, but the process. To stay with my mother, to accompany and talk, is to do my child's filial piety.
The night was long, and in the candlelight, only the sounds of surprise, whispering and chuckling of the child and mother.
Outside the window, among the flowers under the moonlight, Jiang Feiran held a sword in his eyes, with a bit of relief and loneliness in his eyes.
A sigh sounded not far away, Jiang Feiran didn't turn around, Li Muxian walked out and said lightly: "Daddy, what's wrong with you, knowing that I brought him back to see you, why did you avoid it? What about? "
Jiang Feiran smiled slightly and said, "This is not the best time yet. We are still young, and there will be many opportunities in the future. Moreover, my aunt misses Daozong's heart, and at this time let them want to see and let them see the people they cherish. It's good for my aunt, or Daoism. "
Li Muxian took a deep look at the woman in Xiuwai Huizhong and nodded in agreement.
Look more at the people you care about, and some anxious things around you, don't care so much.
The palace hall is brightly lit again.
Cheers and laughter continued, and the "backer king" Huang Fu held a banquet to celebrate Li Moyin's victory.
After three rounds of wine, the maids served delicious food, and everyone chewed.
During the meeting, Li Moyin presented Jin Zheng from Zhu Shengbei with a smile: "Master Wang, I got this thing from Zhu Jinbei of 'Jin Zheng' this morning, and I will give it to Wang Ye for a memorial ..."
The Huangfu was happily obsessed and laughed: "So good, so good! This thing is the first achievement of Li Zongzhu, the king set up the" Gongxun Hall "to enshrine this thing and record the suzerain. Great achievements, passed on forever. "
During the feast, the princes were rich and noble.
Li Mo said indifferently: "The prince is indeed a wise master, and this is a place to show merit, but I'm afraid that no one will kill the enemy bravely and compete for meritorious service? The lord here wishes the prince to the victory of the banner and win the treasure!" Give a gift, and handed out Jin Fu.
Since somebody handed Jin Ye to the emperor.
Huang Fu watched for a while, slammed his hands, and slammed the ground. The green bricks shattered and fell more than three inches deep. The king of the mountain was taken aback, and asked curiously: "My king has a low level of martial arts. Uncommon, I wonder if this thing can be considered a soldier? "
Li Mo lead: "Slightly worse."
The patron king sighed helplessly and said, "Unfortunately, the king kept his eyes low, and never accumulated treasures. Otherwise, if there is a magic soldier to suppress the town, he will definitely add a lot of luck.
Dai Hu, the "killing gun", laughed: "It's so difficult, just find the news of the soldiers, and the subordinates can't buy it for Wang Ye."
The crowd not only laughed out loud during the dinner, but the Lords of the Demons made a sound of coldness and irony.
King Paoshan didn't want to lose face, and laughed: "Mr. Dai laughed and laughed. Since ancient times, soldiers have been hard to find. Who is willing to sell it?"
"Seven-star hand" Tao Wudao: "If you can't buy it, you must grab it for Wang Ye."
Fengzong Dongfang could not help laughing, "Simple idea, then there are two peerless soldiers in Fengyi Pavilion. How about Brother Tao to grab one or two for appreciation?"
"You ..." This was a coaxing statement for Wang Ye, who did not expect to be run by others. Tao Wu was suddenly speechless and flushed.
"Amitabha Buddha!" ​​The "Monk" said without complaint: "The magic soldiers are not invincible, mainly those who use weapons, and the Lord should focus on gathering talents instead of dead soldiers."
"Reliant King" Huangfu clapped his thighs and laughed, "Master Wuren is worthy of the master of the Buddha, and worthy of the king's conspiracy, but what he wants is in line with the king's intentions, but this king said a joke. , The princes do not need to be attentive. "
"Master Wang Yingming."
The "Monk" nodded without grievance and said: "But ... Although talent is more important than the magic soldier, the matter of Wang Qi's" qi luck "must also be carefully considered. Since ancient times, the folk saying: 'The magic soldier' For the virtuous person to live, 'the magic soldiers can really gather people's popularity and gain the reputation of the world. This is the luck of Wang Ye's words. From this perspective, if Wang Ye can obtain one or two magic soldiers, it will inevitably become famous. Gain unlimited prestige. "
As soon as this remark came out, everyone including Li Moyin nodded frequently.
Huangfu was humble and overjoyed and said, "I don't know why the master taught me?"
No complaining: "Three ways to obtain the magic soldier: First, hire a master swordsmith to forge, but the success rate is low, and the world's five major sword masters, it is not easy for me to hire; Second, the ancient weapon weapon has not been passed down since ancient times. Less, but most of them have long been annihilated by the people. Maybe there are magic soldiers hanging on the farmer's wall. When sighing, he can spread the news and buy the magic soldiers. There is a thousand dollars to buy horse bones. Today, there are '10, 000 gold to buy the magic soldiers', which have the same effect, that is, they can increase the reputation of the king and collect the magic soldiers, which is the best of both worlds. However, this process takes a long time and the results are unknown. The three are to capture history. The well-known Chinese soldiers have either searched the ancient tombs or thought of taking them, such as the 'Extreme Dragon Sword' in the bronze dragon tower, such as the 'Supreme Sky Sword' in the hands of the Three Holy Island Warlords, or even something else ... It ’s the fastest, but it can only be done secretly, and it must not be publicly informed, so as not to hinder Wang ’s reputation. "
"The word of the master made the king suddenly understand." The king of the mountain jumped up and said with a smile: "Although the king cherishes his reputation, he values ​​his strength more. Those names on the rivers and lakes are useless to the king. The master said three things and hired him. The master of sword-making, the king of gold buys the magic soldiers, and participates in the competition of the magic soldiers. All three are what the king thinks, so it is better to proceed simultaneously! "
"Okay, Lord Ye is so proud, the poor monk is willing to serve the dogs and horses!" The "Monk" arched to the end without complaint. Officials and businessmen Qi Qi praised and swore allegiance.
In the heart of Li Mo's listening, he suddenly said, "If Wang Ye wants to hire the Master of the Forged Sword, there is one person here who can recommend ..."
The patron saint was surprised, and said joyfully, "So the lord has recognized a sword-sword master?"
Li Mo smiled ~ EbookFREE.me ~ said: "Is this person afraid of being judged by the master of sword-making, but guessing that the owner of his family is one of the five old sword-masters of Tibetan sword. It is a pity that although this man is in the hands of the lord, he is persevering and refuses to surrender the sword! "
The patron king immediately understood that it must be a hostage fetched by the magic gate, so he smiled indifferently: "The lord reassures that, in the eyes of the king, there are no people who cannot cooperate in the world. The more persistent he is, the more he thinks about it The master may wish to bring this person to let the king see if he can satisfy his heart. "
Li Mo smiled a little, and said, "Okay, so let this sect look at Wang Ye's methods!"
Soon a few guards dragged one into the hall.
The comer was only in his early twenties. He was tall and thin, his cheeks were deep, and his eyes were quite glamorous, making people feel extraordinary.
This person was the wind that had been attacked by the Demon Gate before, and the son of Fengshan and the big brother.
Huang Fu looked at the stubborn young man up and down, and smiled slightly, "This little brother looks so good, I don't know how to call him?" (To be continued.)