Chapter 807: All the immortals came to the world together, Xu Fengnian was trapped in the battle to kill the immortals
“The old saying goes that if you do evil, you will die by yourself. It’s not entirely right. No matter what, Xu Xiao was able to carry a bed with a wounded and sick person, probably because God is the reward for his righteousness. But ‘If you do not be kind, it will harm your descendants’, grandfather, and the Xu family is another good example. Xu Xiao killed so many people, look at his children, who is the lucky eldest daughter who died very early, his second daughter was paralyzed in a wheelchair, and his youngest son was a fool. As for the eldest son… I think this young man has not been happy all these years. The glory on the surface is actually that. People are very Strangely, the poor think that the rich will definitely be prosperous, and the people who are in power will definitely do whatever they want. The right half is wrong. To give a very simple example, ordinary people kicked the streets for no reason, maybe cursed and angry for a few days, this hurdle will be overcome, but if it were you, Ma Wenhou, if you slapped Yin Maochun’s son or Gu Jiantang’s son, will you forget this thorn tomorrow and next year? Such unhappiness is almost the same as those who lost more than a dozen taels of silver by the poor.”
Ma Wenhou muttered, “I won’t break their three legs if the son Yin Changgeng and Lao Gu dared to slap me.”
Ma Zhongxian looked at him angry: “How old is he? Do you know the importance of it? You stand at thirty and stand at thirty, you are so bad!”
The old man waved his hand and signaled Ma Zhongxian not to get angry: “Zhongxian, don’t look at your son’s mouth full of words. In fact, he is a bad person. Don’t think that if you teach Yin Gu’s descendants a lesson, you are wrong. As long as the method is right, it is actually a good thing. In this understanding, your Ma Zhongxian is thousands of miles worse than your son.”
Ma Zhongxian nodded. Although General Anton was famously unruly in the officialdom of the capital, he was extremely filial and obeyed Ma Lulang. He never felt that he had a hard wing or Ma Lulang was confused.
The old man who had lost his skin and bones smiled happily, tremblingly reached out and gently pinched his son’s shoulder: “You are better than me, you have really fought wars, made military achievements, and are simple in nature. On the contrary, it is a great good thing, which is most suitable for success, especially at the foot of the emperor. Smart people make mistakes, and even more so for death. You have taken the burden of the Ma family.”
The old man turned his head and stared at Ma Wenhou, who had been mediocre for more than ten years: “It is the responsibility of the generations of grandfather and your great-grandfather. It is your father’s responsibility to defend the family business. Then it is your turn to revival or to go to the next level.”
Ma Wenhou closed his mouth tightly and did not speak.
Seeing his son’s sickly virtue, Ma Zhongxian immediately burst into an unknown fire. Just as he was about to get angry, he glared at the old man, and Ma Zhongxian immediately became silent.
The old man whispered: “Wenhou, grandpa, I am, my son is just your father.”But there are four grandchildren and two granddaughters. Over the years, your three younger brothers have been busy fighting for favor and power, but you are only careful to protect your two sisters, which is very good. Those three unpromising people have no real ability, and they are jealous enough, even more sissy than women. Leaving their family business to them, slaughtering death is the time for a generation, and all the gold and silver mountains can be defeated. ”
The old man emphasized his tone and repeated: “You are very good! “
Ma Zhongxian was stunned on the spot.
The old man curled his lips and sneered: “There are two kinds of people in the world that cannot be dealt with: one is a perfect person who is almost a sage, such as Biyaner. No matter how you do it, it is difficult to have personal relationships and affordability with it. There is another type of person with no bottom line. Don’t be afraid that people’s bottom line will be low. After all, you know who that is. Be careful, you can avoid disasters and seek profits in the end. However, people without bottom line will not know that they will bring you “surprise” one day. Such people are like Zhao Youling, the current left assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites, and Jin Lanting. If you have a close relationship with him, sooner or later they will be sold out by them one day. If you feel wronged, they will be proud. If the Ma family is a small family and needs to climb high branches, it is naturally a different matter. It would be nice to be able to catch their eyes. However, although the Ma family is not the best in Tai’an City, there are still barely enough in the top ten, so you don’t have to pay attention to these people and don’t get close to both. “
Speaking of this, the old man gave a sincere advice to his son and grandson. “Zhongxian, don’t think about making great achievements all day long, especially don’t think about joining in the fun on Guangling Road. Remember, the king of a country often wants to die, which is not necessarily his own wish. The late emperor really doesn’t want to be able to start and end well with Zhang Julu, Yan Zhenchun and others, and they will be recorded in history. When the emperor wants you to die, as a minister, who will you ask for reason. Therefore, don’t have great merits in the country, but be sure to have small kindness in the king. Remember to remember!
“Wenhou, I’ll give you a word. It was what Tantanwen told me in his early years: deep water will slow flow, and noble people will speak slowly. You, stop talking about those bold words, ‘I don’t hate me, but I hate me, but I hate me,’ I’ll be a marquis and minister in my life, and I’ll go to the temple to worship me when I die.’ It sounds quite relieved. In fact, compared to Tantanwen’s words, the Taoist practice is more than a dozen streets worse than that of Tantanwen. Some words can’t be said. A man’s ambition is not as obvious as a woman’s pregnancy in just a few months.”
Ma Wenhou laughed and said, “I don’t like to talk about these things now. Didn’t I think that if I really become famous one day in the future, and later generations can write history books, they can directly use it.”
The old man laughed and scolded, “Baby!”
Ma Zhongxian was a little innocent and said depressedly, “Dad, why did I scold me?”
The old man squeezed out a smile with some effort, reached out his hand again, and touched Ma Zhongxian’s head: “You are also a bastard. Okay, all three of them have scolded me.”
Ma Zhongxian smiled, but the rough man had tears in his eyes.
Ma Wenhou always held his grandfather’s arm with one hand and put his other hand on the old man’s back.
At this time, a Ma family priest who was nearly 70 years old appeared at the door, his tone was trembling with trembling uncontrollably, and he slowly said, “Xu Fengnian has killed more than 30 immortals at the gate of the Imperial Heaven Supervision. One thousand, two hundred cavalry troops have not yet entered the battlefield.”
Ma Lulang, the general of the Northern Expedition, had a dazed look in his eyes.
Then the old man suddenly said sternly: “Zhongxian, hurry up and face the saint. Even if you kneel down and break your knees, you must stop Your Majesty from using that heavy cavalry!”
Ma Zhongxian subconsciously stood up suddenly, but when he realized that the old man’s life was not long, he was a little hesitant.
The old man angrily rebuked: “Idiot, I want to use the face of the entire Ma family to serve as a ladder for Your Majesty to walk down from a high place! Next, anyone who wants to appoint the heavy cavalry will be able to be the commander of the heavy cavalry, but you, Ma Zhongxian, cannot! Only in this way can Wenhou have hope to enter the center as quickly as possible.”
Ma Zhongxian wiped his eyes hard, turned around and left.
Ma Lulang gasped violently, and Ma Wenhou gently patted the old man on the back.
The old man smiled bitterly and said, “Let me lie down. If I can’t hold on anymore, there is no need to hold on anymore.”
Ma Wenhou carefully let the old man lie down.
The old man held the hand of the eldest grandson and chuckled softly: “Life is rare in seventy years. Grandpa is over 80 years old. What’s so sad about you?”
Ma Wenhou squeezed out his smile and choked up, “This is not to dislike my father’s stupid words. Even if he scolds others, he can’t scold him. Grandpa has great wisdom. Even if he doesn’t scold others, I can still listen.”
The old man lay there quietly, which was already a bleak situation where he had less energy than he had breathed.
The old man said calmly: “Wenhou, you can do whatever you want at 70 and not exceed the rules. This statement is very interesting. Grandpa really believed it after 70. If you don’t believe it, you must live to this age. Your heart is not quiet enough. You should study more. When it is late at night, you can also sit on the eight-stage steps more.”
Ma Wenhou grabbed the old man’s hand and nodded vigorously.
Ma Lulang slowly closed his eyes: “I was born earlier than you Xu Xiao, and died later than you Xu Xiao, and finally won you one game.”
After the old man finished his last sentence, he finally passed away: “Now I deserve to die.”
This bottom-up sword rain killed more than 30 immortals in the country who were invited by Li Yang to the altar.
However, the sword formation near the Imperial Heaven Prison still quickly took off, with one sword falling into the raindrops, and the dense sword tips pointed to the Imperial Heaven Prison at the same time. The Imperial Heaven Prison invisibly turned into a cage of trapped beasts.
Civilian officials in the temple,If you are pointed by thousands of people, you may end up in vain. When the generals on the battlefield are shot at ten thousand arrows, they will most likely become hedgehogs. In short, the outcome will not be too good. Now that the ten thousand swords are hovering, ready to go, I believe that the feeling of being pointed by countless immortals at the tip of the sword is not very good.
On a high wall about a mile away from the Imperial Heaven Supervision, two spectators were swaying, one dressed like snow and the other was bright red. The man in white sat on the wall, bent his knees and hung his legs on the wall, tied a wine pot with a red rope on his wrist, raised his head and poured a mouthful of wine, and then chuckled softly: “Peach Sword God, does this move look like my way of welcoming guests in the heavy rain at the gate of Dunhuang City back then?”
Deng Tai’a, who was named, finally appeared, stood not far from Luoyang in white, and nodded: “It’s a bit like, but the momentum is bigger than yours.”
The former number one devil in Beimang, or the current leader of Zhulu Mountain, Luoyang stared at the battlefield in the distance that was unprecedented and unparalleled, and he said: “I have been a lonely ghost for eight hundred years. I have seen many ascendants and exiled immortals. I also know a little about the ways inside. More than 60 ancestors of Longhu Mountain came to earth, and were restricted by the laws of heaven. Most of them were nothing more than the body of the Vajra Realm and the Qi of the Sharp Realm of the Earth. If you hold on to death, you can master several kinds of great discounted immortals and mysterious ways. You can just look like a land god. A paper-filled tiger can scare people, but you can’t kill people. However, the seven or eight people in the middle, even if they have reduced their cultivation, they are at least in the realm of celestial phenomena and should not be underestimated. Especially the three great realms in the middle, they are all considered Taoist saints.”