The old woman didn't answer, just said "Follow me" and turned around to leave.
Xia Yan really thought about it and followed.
After following the old woman for a while in the huge Hong Mansion, Xia Yanzhen came to a building called "Bingxin Hall".
This is the center of Hongfu and is mainly used for important reception and delivery matters.
Xia Yanzhen came all the way and didn't see many maids, but many servants and servants.
There are also many guards.
Outside Bingxintang, there were two rows of guards, eight in total.
It exudes a good atmosphere and shows the identity of the Hong family's martial arts family.
It's a pity that the person with the highest martial arts value in the Hong family is not named Hong, which is a bit embarrassing.
The door was open, and a large number of candles were lit inside, illuminating the hall as if it were daytime.
Two red wooden chairs face the door, and a painting hangs on the wall behind, depicting an ice-blue phoenix spreading its wings. There is a plaque hanging on the painting with the words "Bingxintang" written on it.
The core status of Lord Bingfeng is revealed everywhere, not Hong Xuanwu.
There were two people sitting on the two big chairs, a man and a woman, looking at Xia Yanzhen who walked in.
His eyes were electric and his aura was compelling.
Xia Yan was really unaware and looked at these two people.
The man is tall and tall, with a square face and a long beard. Sitting there, he looks like a tiger crouching on top of a dragon. He is a middle-aged man who looks extremely majestic.
The woman is very young. Judging from her appearance, she is probably in her twenties. She has long hair tied up in a hairstyle typical of women of the Tianwu Dynasty. She has a beautiful appearance, a pair of red-phoenix triangular eyes, and two curved willow-leaf eyebrows.
Wear blue and white clothes without any other colors or extraneous decorations.
His temperament is cold and sharp, making people feel like they have fallen into an ice cave at a glance, which is enough to cover up his beautiful appearance.
"Sir, miss, I've brought you here."
The old woman brought Xia Yanzhen in, said something, and quietly retreated out.
The door closed behind Xia Yanzhen.
The sound coming was not the collision of wood, but the collision of some kind of metal.
The closed door isolates the inside and outside.
The old woman calls the man "Master", but the other person is "Miss".
The master is Hong Xuanwu. He has no daughter. Naturally, no one in the Hong family can be called Miss.
Then this young lady is undoubtedly Lord Bingfeng.
The reason why she was called Miss is probably because this old woman was brought over from her parents' home by Venerable Bingfeng - a role like a grandmother who has been taking care of her since she was a child.
After arriving in Hongfu, he did not change his name.
It can also be seen from this that some of the rumors about the Hong family and Hong Xuanwu from the outside world may not be without reason.
An old nanny keeps calling her "Miss" without changing her title. This shows that she looks down on Hong Xuanwu.
According to the customs of the Tianwu Dynasty, this kind of title is almost like scolding "Hong Xuanwu is not worthy of Lord Bingfeng" in person.
Hong Xuanwu was well-controlled and did not get angry. He might have gotten used to it.
"My biological father didn't even greet my mistress when I saw him. What a wild boy!" Venerable Bingfeng looked at Xia Yanzhen looking around and patted the handrail.
With a crisp sound, the temperature in the hall seemed to suddenly drop by dozens of degrees.
"Madam, don't be angry." Hong Xuanwu persuaded with a smile, then looked at Xia Yanzhen, "Buyi, don't be afraid, I am your father, Hong Xuanwu."
"I'm not afraid." Xia Yanzhen said with a smile.
"Oh?" Lord Bingfeng raised his eyebrows, exuding an evil aura, "I can't tell, you are quite courageous."
"Children, who have never seen the world, are either as bold as a rat or as cowardly as a mouse." Hong Xuanwu smiled again and smoothed things over, "Madam, you wanted to see this child, and now you have seen it. Don't scare him, next time
I’ll come, okay?”
"As you wish." Venerable Bingfeng stood up and left through the back door of the hall.
The smile on Hong Xuanwu's face immediately disappeared, replaced by a fierce expression: "Huh! Smelly woman, wait until I break through to the soul-changing stage, see if I don't suppress you--"
"Ah!"
However, a sneer interrupted Hong Xuanwu's cruel words, and the temperature in the hall dropped a few points.
"Ahem."
Hong Xuanwu immediately put on a smile again skillfully, then restrained his expression and revealed a serious expression. Then he smiled again and said to Xia Yanzhen: "Come, come closer, son, let me take a good look."
His face-changing speed is so fast and smooth that he can be called a master.
The most interesting thing is that even though he keeps changing his face, his majestic temperament has not disappeared.
Xia Yanzhen showed a half-serious and half-false expression of disgust and did not approach.
Hong Xuanwu simply stepped forward with a smile, patted Xia Yanzhen twice on the shoulder and arm, then spared him a circle, and nodded with great satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, he is a talented man, he is indeed my son."
In terms of appearance, Hong Xuanwu is still very good.
The two stood together. Although they were not similar, it was not inconsistent to call them father and son.
"Are you really my father Hong Xuanwu?"
"It's true." Hong Xuanwu patted his chest, looking proud.
"The Duke of Zhenguo?"
"Yes, Duke Zhenguo."
"Then am I younger than the prince?" Xia Yanzhen asked.
"In your generation, you are only 'younger' than the prince." Hong Xuanwu said, he understood what Xia Yanzhen was asking.
In the circle of "second generations" in the imperial city, the largest ones are the princes, and those with a lower status than the princes are the princes.
The Tianwu Dynasty naturally had princes.
However, after Emperor Tianqi ascended the throne, all the princes left the imperial city and went to their fiefdoms.
The princes don't need to be hostages in the imperial city.
Emperor Tianqi is truly number one in the world, with extremely high force value and great power.
There is no fear of the prince rebelling, and there is no need for hostages.
There are basically no heirs in the imperial city. Occasionally, during major festivals, he comes to represent his father.
The prince, the crown prince, and then the fourth prince’s children.
He is called "little father-in-law" by the outside world.
Among the many young princes, there were four who were very dandy, and were called the Four Harms of the Imperial City by the people.
"That's good." Xia Yanzhen said, "Then from now on, I will no longer be bullied by others. I will be the only one bullying others, right?"
"Have you ever been bullied?" Hong Xuanwu was furious, "Who dares to touch my son, Hong Xuanwu?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I forgot, but I have this impression." Xia Yanzhen said, "But wasn't it that I was beaten and injured on the road and suffered from apathy? This must count.
Bullied me."
"Don't worry, I'm already looking for someone."
"Okay, tell me when you find them, and I will kill them with my own hands to vent my anger!" Xia Yanzhen shouted, full of murderous intent.
"Well, he is indeed my son!"
Hong Xuanwu laughed, took Xia Yanzhen to eat and settled down.
Wait for him to fall asleep outside the door before leaving, acting like a dedicated father.
After leaving, Hong Xuanwu met with Lord Bingfeng.
"how is he?"
"It's nothing serious. I'm in good health." Hong Xuanwu said, "I don't know if he's acting stupid or if he's really stupid, but he can't find his way out of our palms."
"That's good, let him awaken as soon as possible." Lord Bingfeng said, "The little immortal doesn't have much time, and I can't afford to wait."
"Even if we succeed in instilling souls, the little immortal may not be able to strengthen his body, and he still won't be able to inherit the position of Duke." Hong Xuanwu said.
The position of Duke of Zhenguo is not hereditary.
Those who do not reach a certain level of martial arts masters will not be able to inherit the position of Duke and will be demoted.
In addition to realm, other merits can be used instead.
This credit is basically military merit.
However, the Tianwu Dynasty is currently at peace in the world.
Emperor Tianqi made several personal expeditions more than 20 years ago, which severely damaged the vitality of the surrounding barbarians. They did not dare to invade the border again for more than ten years.
It has not recovered yet, and it has not even disturbed the border.
There is no war on the border.
Today, the Tianwu Dynasty really has no military exploits to stand on.
There are two merits that can barely be replaced. One is the various monsters in the dynasty's borders.
The second is various martial soul masters who have fallen into the evil way.
These two can be regarded as shadows in the peaceful and prosperous age, and they pop up from time to time and cause some trouble.
However, no matter what kind, it is difficult to achieve success without strong support.
What Hong Xuanwu said is true.
However, Venerable Bingfeng said with an evil spirit: "My son, as long as he is a martial spirit master, it will be fine. When the time comes, I will go and ask for favors from His Majesty, that will be enough!"
"Okay." Hong Xuanwu said, "Even if Your Majesty grants this favor, wouldn't it make people laugh at a Duke who has not even reached the state of physical strength?"
"With me here, who dares to laugh?"
"When others criticize this in the court, how can you still rush in and kill someone?" Hong Xuanwu gradually hardened his temper.
"Then don't go to court."
"What's the point of being a duke if you don't go to court?"
"I only have one son, and I want to give him the best!" Venerable Bingfeng's eyes flashed fiercely, "Hong Xuanwu, have you regretted it?"
"Repent?"
Hong Xuanwu sneered, "If that boy Hong Buyi was like you and me, able to awaken his martial spirit at the age of five, I would regret it. But if he is really that kind of person, he will not be able to live here. An eighteen-year-old
A person who has not been able to awaken his martial soul, will I regret it for such a waste?"
"Are you saying that Xiaoxian is useless?" Lord Ice Phoenix screamed.
It is believed that Hong Xuanwu criticized Sang and Huai.
"Damn it - it's as if Xiaoxian is not my son!" Hong Xuanwu scolded his mother on the spot, then took a deep breath and calmed down, "Don't say these useless things. According to our agreement, if Hong Buyi cannot awaken Wu
Soul, just let him live a good life, a waste is not worth your effort."
"Humph, I keep my word, I hope you won't break your promise." Lord Bingfeng said.
"I always keep my promises, and you should know this over the years."
Venerable Bingfeng didn't say anything more, leaving the last sentence: "Let's start tomorrow." He turned and left.
Hong Xuanwu looked at the back of Lord Bingfeng and snorted before leaving as well.
The two of them always slept in separate rooms.
Except for the one or two months after we got married, we never had sex.
The reason is that the martial arts practiced by Lord Bingfeng are not suitable for sexual intercourse.
Although Hong Xuanwu lacked heirs, he did not lack women, so naturally he would not suffer from this woman.
"I don't understand what these two people are doing."
In the room, Xia Yanzhen put away the magic mirror.
The two seemed to be arguing, but they didn't know what they were arguing about.
The next morning.
Xia Yanzhen's breakfast was sent to the courtyard, and he was not allowed to move freely.
Just after breakfast, Hong Xuanwu came: "Son, son, come, daddy wants to give you a big gift."
"What kind of ceremony?" Xia Yanzhen asked.
"Let you become a martial spirit master! How about it? Are you happy or surprised?" Hong Xuanwu said with a smile.