Chapter 6914: Really Wei Junzi

"Amount..." Ye Qian is silent, it sounds familiar, just like Shinto, but Shinto has already declined in the world, but I don’t know why there is still a legacy in the Xianqin Empire, and it can also suppress Wuxian. This kind of orthodox martial arts practice.
"Why didn't you have Wu Xian, only the gods?" Ye Qian could not help but ask.
"If you ask others, they really don't know, this is the old yellow calendar more than 2,000 years ago!" Wei Junzi smiled and drank: "Whoever makes us a historian, the previous things know More natural.
The Xianqin Empire, at the beginning of the founding of the country, was the founder of Wuxian. The founding emperor was the most powerful Wuxian in the world. Later, every emperor was Wuxian, and it was not more than two thousand years ago. Xian appeared.
Other princes and ministers joined forces to overthrow the great emperor at that time. The emperor's decree could not even get out of the palace. It can be said that the royal family at that time was almost replaced by the following, until the Emperor Emperor appeared.
His martial arts cultivation talent is not enough. When the prince is in the throne, the successor power is counted down until the new emperor succeeds. He was taken away by the count, and inherited a small village as a fief. From then on, the forces swelled extremely fast, but short. Thirty years ago, the expedition to the Western Expedition, for the dynasty of the dynasty to conquer the party, and the world's first battle, the number of Wu Xian, the first, the entire empire, and directly sealed the king.
Later, when the emperor died, the appointed emperor was not sent to Wuxian, the Emperor of the Emperor was ancestral, and the emperor must have Wuxianxiu as the reason. He directly took the next son and took himself to the position of the emperor. .
The normal Wuxian basically has to cultivate for hundreds of years. The reason why the Emperor of the Emperor can be as short as thirty or forty years, and that the Wuxian is like a cloud, relying on the law of the law, can ignore the repair as a bottleneck, and directly .
This kind of martial arts is a fairy.
After Emperor Emperor succeeded to the throne, he vigorously promoted the Taoist sect, because the sacred seal was only mastered by the royal family, and was opposed by all the nobles at that time. A battle that lasted for several years was infuriated, and the imperial family and the nobles were killed and wounded.
In the end, the Emperor of the Emperor compromised and was willing to separate a seal and all the nobles to master. This is the reason for the Imperial Zongmen. At that time, the Imperial Zongmen, in fact, all had aristocratic composition, instead of being like the present, the majority of the people in the rivers and lakes .
After more than two thousand years, the traditional Wuxian has not, and the descendants basically only think that only the seal can become Wuxian.
The word "the god" was also mentioned in the last hundred years. It is also the intention of the court to think about it.

Ye Qian listened to Wei Junzi's story about the past of the Xian Qin Empire. The hidden swords and swords in the inside, blood and killing, can be imagined very much. The Emperor of the Emperor can actually bend and stretch, and divide a copy of the seal.
More importantly, most of Zongmen are now people in the rivers and lakes. It is a civil force. The aristocrats may still have some influence, but it is basically impossible to control them completely.
Ye Qian can imagine that there is absolutely a credit for the royal family. The power of the aristocracy is always too scattered. It can still be alive and dead, and there is a retreat. It is broken down one by one, and it is a matter of time.
"In the past few years, the empire has been proclaiming some chilling arguments, such as the monarchical authority, the emperor is the emperor, and the so-called Fengtian carrier, which is to strengthen the concept of God, want to come back to some thoughts, Wuxian said There will be no, only the idea of ​​the gods will be left behind, and the great emperor, who is the emperor of the universe, will lead the gods and the people in the world, and there will be great justice and good luck!"
Wei Junzi smiled a little, quite a bit of gloating.
"These are all you think of?" Ye Qian looked at Wei Junzi with amazement, and he was quite a bit smug about Wei Junzi.
"Of course I said it, I said, you listen, it’s good to talk about it."
Wei Junzi rolled his eyes and said nothing.
It is indeed a talk!
Ye Qian smiled and touched a cup with Wei Junzi. These have nothing to do with him. He only needs to get the law, which is the law of the road that suits him. It is good to leave this world.
The gods are still wireless, and they care about him.
......
The intense pain instantly broke into the mind from the buttocks, and Ye Qian suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the drunken dream.
The window paper was unsealed overnight, and the sunlight passed through the mottled yellow wood ribbed window directly on Ye Qian’s pale face, dazzling and dazzling, white and swaying, so that he could not see who was slaping his hips next to the bed.
However, I feel that it is Liu Mingshan.
"Come on..." Ye Qian was screaming, greeted with ambiguity, his voice hoarse, his head was more painful.
Ye Qian closed his eyes and shook his head slyly, trying to get this pain out of his mind.
Unfortunately, the pain did not alleviate, but it was a little dizzy.
Ye Qian frowned, he didn't like this feeling very much.
He hasn't been drunk for many years, and the most recent one is in Tushanhonghong, the Taohuaju of the fairyland.
This flesh is really useless, and a hundred years of mortal wine can be drunk.
Covering the dazzling sunlight with his hands, Ye Qian opened his eyes again, and finally saw Liu Mingshan standing by the bed.
But who is the leg on his stomach?
Ye Qian looked at the line and swept along the leg. His eyes fixed on the boy's face with a light smile, just Wei Junzi.
He remembered that after last night's hangover, Ye Qian and Wei Junzi returned home with their shoulders, did not wash, and went straight to bed.
Unlike Ye Qian, Wei Junzi was drunk after drinking two bowls. The others were Ye Qian.
Ye Qianzheng thought, Liu Mingshan’s urging voice came from his ear.
Come on, the state’s military strategist came to assess your Wang Chengcai’s arrival, just waiting in your hall.

"Well..." Ye Qian nodded and said, "You should go with Liu Da Ge, I will come later."
The mouth spurted out in the mouth and quickly spread in the air. Liu Mingshan's nose was pumping and his face changed greatly. He grabbed Ye Qian's clothes and slammed him in front of him. He was very excited and excited: What kind of wine do you drink, and the wine is not scattered overnight?"
"Hey, this kid brought, I heard that for more than 100 years..." Ye Qianyi smiled. He knew that Liu Mingshan liked to drink alcohol. He didn't call him last night. It was a bit unreasonable.
Looking at Ye Qian's eyes, Liu Mingshan gnashed his teeth and said: "Very good, for hundreds of years of wine, you can't think of me, my family's bar is red, you don't want to think about it!"
"This..." Ye Qian said. "Isn't this familiar with him? He should have a home. After he gets cooked, let him take some of it..."
"Also..." Liu Mingshan, Xiao E, stunned another person on the bed, he knows this sudden appearance of the teenager, although he has not seen it, it should be the only son of Wei Daren, Wei Junzi, Liu Mingshan looks good again. "Wei Junzi, is that he?"
Ye Qian nodded.
Liu Mingshan couldn't help but ask, "Is it really called Wei Junzi?"
Ye Qian really nodded.
"Good name, when he picked up his name, he didn't know if he had thought about his surname!"
Through the window, Liu Mingshan looked at the sky without words, and did not say anything.
Wei Junzi, a hypocrite? Ye Qian heard that this was the reaction, and the corner of his mouth could not help but pump.
"I must call me next time!" Liu Mingshan left the room of Ye Qian with annoyed words. He knew that Wang Chengcai came to Zhao and quickly came over to inform him that Zhao Kai’s younger brother did not call him. It's too sad.
At home, the cylinder is red, and Liu Mingshan still thinks about the half of the Yeh, and after all, the Zhao family is just an ordinary person. When the child is born, he will never think of waiting for the child to grow up and dig up the champion red or daughter red buried in the year of birth. .
I still don’t call him in the future, and the champion red is absolutely gone! Liu Mingshan put a slogan in his heart, and the figure rushed to the Zhaojia Hall. His younger brother obviously had to wash it. The Zhao family was just an ordinary farmer and could not cope with Wang Chengcai.

Is that altar wine very good?

A voice rang in the ear, Wei Junzi, and did not know when he was awake. Ye Qian took off his clothes with a touch of alcohol and explained to Wei Junzi: "It's not so good to talk about it. It's special. After all, it's brought by your hometown, the year is enough, he is a good wine." ""
"This way..." Wei Junzi nodded and got up from the bed, saying, "I will give him an altar in the past!"
Looking at Wei Junzi folds, but also with oily clothes, Ye Qian frowned, pulling loose pieces from his clothes, throwing it to Wei Junzi, said: "Replace your piece, use it first, go back It’s not too late to change.

"Well, I remember to inform the village entrance in the afternoon, I announced the decision to win the fruit war..." Wei Junzi did not refuse, he was born into a family, and he was dirty and went home to be known by his father.
Although the two are one year old, but the body is almost the same, the clothes are still fit, after the change, Wei Junzi left the Yun family.
Ye Qian did not say that he was welcome to eat, only telling Wei Junzi that something happened after noon, and went back to find him after dinner.
After washing, Ye Qian changed his clean clothes and went to the hall. He saw Wang Chengcai, dressed in a Chinese costume, sitting in the chief of the hall. The cheap big brother Zhao Gao and Liu Mingshan sat on the third seat, accompanied by a smile.
Unconsciously, Ye Qian’s brow wrinkled, and this soldier’s martyrdom is really welcome.
Generally speaking, if the status of the host and guest status is not too different, the owner is the chief and the guest is second. Of course, before the seats, the host family will definitely give the chief to the guests in a courtesy manner, but the guests who know the etiquette will not really go to the chief.
Ye Qian does not think that the identity of a martyr disciple is high.
Not to mention that this martyr disciple Wang Chengcai is also the son of a farmer in the next village. Even if there is a genius, the identity of the school student is not the guest at the host's home.
At this point, Liu Mingshan is much stronger than this martyr. Cheap big brother Zhao Gao is still there. Although Liu Mingshan is the son of the village chief, he still sits on three seats and leaves the second seat to his eldest brother Zhao Gao.
Ye Qian has never been a person who can clearly and unhappy and can squeeze out a smile.
Of course, he is not so stupid enough to put his mood on his face...