955 Before the Autumn Festival
"I don't even know if he's still alive." When Cheng Qixue said this, she looked very indifferent.
And at this time, a lazy voice next to him interjected: "Sister-in-law, what you said is very ruthless, but if you really know that something happened to my senior brother, you will definitely throw off everything and rush directly to Tianjian Mountain." ”
It was Mo Zhiyu who spoke, he left Ying Luo there to think about it by himself, and when he did, he directly took a small jar of wine that Cheng Qixue put on the table and drank it.
"Hey, Mo Er, you have a lot of confidence in your senior brother, he hasn't shown up for twenty years, what woman in this world will wait for a man for twenty years?" Cheng Qixue laughed with disdain, and suddenly reached out to grab the wine jar in Mo Zhiyu's hand.
Mo Zhiyu reacted quickly, not only did Cheng Qixue grab it with one hand, but also drank the wine jar in one gulp, and then poured the wine jar upside down, showing Cheng Qixue this "not a drop left" in a proud manner, so angry that Cheng Qixue gritted his teeth.
Then Mo Zhiyu glanced at Yun Shi gently, and then said to Cheng Qixue: "This man can wait for a woman for twenty years, why don't women wait for a man?" If you can really let go of your sister-in-law, you won't be immersed in your work for the past 20 years. ”
"I really don't want to talk to you." Cheng Qixue sulked and looked at Yun Shi, "Girl, you don't speak all the way, it's your second brother Mo, right?" How can you do that? You've changed. ”
Speaking of "you have changed", Cheng Qixue looked distressed.
"What do you need me to say," Yun Shi said lightly, "Wuyan is indeed fine, I look at the life soul stone he left in your house, the Yuan Force Flame is still very strong, it should be doing well over there." ”
"You're sincere in making me a block, aren't you?" Cheng Qixue was so angry that she puffed out her cheeks, she was besieged by these two people.
Yiyan also watched happily from the side, but at this moment, he heard a commotion outside, so he couldn't help but lift the curtain and look out, and saw a sea of people outside, and even the emperor's honor guard couldn't be seen.
"I've been to Chang'an a few times, this is finally seeing the prosperity of Chang'an, this is the whole city is here, right?" Yiyan sighed.
"It's not just the people who have come all the way, everyone who can come from a hundred miles of Chang'an has come." Cheng Qixue said very casually, "The autumn festival is a major event, second only to the New Year's prayer party.
Moreover, this autumn festival will be a proof of the identity of the gods, which is a public announcement of our legitimate existence, and there is no need to hide in Tibet as before, so the gods who heard the news also rushed to come, for fear of missing this big event. ”
"This is indeed a big deal for us of the Divine Descendants." Mo Zhiyu nodded and said, "Since the promulgation of the 'God Killing Order', the identity of the god descendant has been similar to that of the 'plague god', making the whole world disgusted with the existence of gods, and we can only hide in Tibet and hide incognito.
The horror of the 'God Killing Order' is that in the hundreds of years after the 'God Killing Order' was promulgated, this god's thing became a legend, and people no longer knew that there was a god descendant. ”
Mo Zhiyu shook his head as he spoke, these were the memories he got from his other self, hundreds of years were actually only half a lifetime in the eyes of the Yuanli Monk, but it was enough to become a car era.
"Hey, that's our house!" Yiyan pointed from the window to a corner of the crowd, it was a group of Nanlu people wearing hats, but the clothes had a very distinct Yijia logo on them, which she recognized at a glance.
"Yijia, this is not low-key." Cheng Qixue took out four jars of wine again and distributed them to the few people present, "When we really want to announce a big event in a while, we can celebrate together." ”
As she spoke, she took out another jar of wine and pointed at Ying Luo, who was still only talking to herself, and asked Xiang Yiyan, "Are you allowed him to drink?" Then she lowered her voice and said, "He used to be a big drinker." ”
"Not really." Yiyan directly refused, and even pushed back the jar of wine that brought her, and she also lowered her voice and said, "I know what happened back then, don't think I don't know who provoked it." ”
Yiyan said, glaring at Mo Zhiyu.
Of course, Mo Zhiyu remembered that he had fooled Luo Yiying to drink, so he smiled and hugged Yiyan's jar of wine into his arms, and said: "The past is like smoke, happy in front of you, oh, that's your Cheng family." ”
At the mention of Mo Zhiyu, the other three people in the car looked at the crowd in the distance again, and this time they didn't need to look for it at all, they saw a very luxurious carriage parked there, like the stars and the moon in this crowd, and they glanced at it, thinking it was the accompanying carriage of the palace.
"I told those guys to keep a low profile," Cheng Qixue sighed helplessly, "Don't you jump up when you announce the decree for a while?" Then her eyes looked to the side again, puzzled, "That's the Jiang family?" It's low-key. ”
Everyone also looked in the direction pointed by Cheng Qixue, and saw a quaint carriage not far from Cheng's house, and there were a few entourages standing next to it.
"After Jiang Sutong's death, the Jiang family changed to a new head, and this head of the family is said to be very close to the little emperor." Yun Shi made a rare mention.
"There's no way, the Jiang family has always been a vassal of the Sword Heng Sect before, and now that the Sword Heng Sect has been cut down by the little emperor, they naturally have to find a vassal again." Cheng Qixue's tone carried a hint of disdain, "To be honest, I'm still very upset about Jiang Sutong, this kind of duckweed-like family, it is really rare and a pity that such a backbone person can appear." ”
"Jiang Sutong's heart is thinner than the sky, but his life is thinner than paper." Yun Shi brushed the tea leaves on the tea surface with the lid of the cup, "If she stares at the wrong person well, I don't mind continuing to watch her growth." ”
When these two people spoke, Yiyan didn't interject, because she was not familiar with Jiang Sutong at all, and Mo Zhiyu subconsciously looked at Yingluo's side, but fortunately Yingluo didn't react, so he immediately ended the topic and said, "That Tan family, is he following the little emperor?" ”
"It should be," Yun Shi's gaze looked out of the curtain and at the high altar in the distance, "Lei Yin Pavilion's current status is second only to the Hongtian Sect, and he should be guarding there as a representative of the sect." ”
"However, speaking of the little emperor," Cheng Qixue looked at Yun Shi leisurely, "how did I hear that he seems to be a little disobedient." ”
"As long as you are the emperor, you will not be obedient." Yun Shi replied slowly, very casually.
At this moment, the rumbling drum sounded from the high platform, and all the people who were chatting with each other fell silent, and all eyes were on the high altar, waiting for the beginning of the autumn festival.
(End of chapter)