Seeing Guo Mo's surprised look, Li Mochou was also a little curious.
It was as if his name shocked this martial arts champion more strongly than "Red Sky Sword".
Guo Mo was really shocked. Is this the famous "Fairy Chi Lian" in later generations?
Calculating the age, it seems to be about the same, but how did she become Shi Miyuan's adopted daughter?
Logically speaking, shouldn't she stay in the ancient tomb?
How could he come out in such a dignified manner?
Apparently, you haven't met Lu Zhanyuan yet, right?
...
After coming to this world for so many years, Guo Mo has seen a lot of various "celebrities", but inexplicably none of them can be as shocked as this time.
He was completely unprepared for Li Mochou's appearance here, and his mind was filled with questions.
"That Miss Li, why are you here? I mean, shouldn't you be in the ancient tomb?"
By some strange coincidence, Guo Mo actually asked this question.
This time, it was Li Mochou's turn to be surprised.
"How do you know about the ancient tomb? The ancient tomb sect has never been involved in the world. At your age, you shouldn't have any interaction with my teachers and seniors?"
After he finished asking, Guo Mo realized that his question was a bit abrupt, so he quickly justified himself.
"Don't be surprised, Miss Li. In fact, some of my martial arts were taught by the master of Quanzhen Sect in Zhongnan Mountain, Taoist Master Ma Yuma of 'Danyangzi'."
"While chatting, he occasionally mentioned the Ancient Tomb Sect. After all, you are neighbors, and in those days, Master Chongyang and the founder of the Ancient Tomb Sect, Senior Lin Chaoying, could be regarded as having an irreversible friendship."
"Over the years, although outsiders of the Ancient Tomb Sect have no way of knowing, the relationship with Chongyang Palace has never been broken. Even your name was accidentally told to Taoist Master Ma by Granny Sun."
Li Mochou was skeptical about Guo Mo's true and false words.
However, after hearing Guo Mo mention Wang Chongyang and their founder of the sect, and hearing Grandma Sun's name, Li Mochou, who was new to the world, chose to believe him for the time being.
"Since we are not considered outsiders, you must accept this sword so that others will not have trouble explaining it when they return."
Isn’t it? This doesn’t mean he is “not an outsider”?
Is this little girl too naive? She deserves to be deceived by Lu Zhanyuan.
In desperation, Guo Mo had no choice but to put away the "Red Sky Sword".
Apart from the unusual significance of the sword itself, it is actually a pretty good sword.
Since someone has to give it to you sincerely, then accept it reluctantly.
After all, I am really not worried that someone is making a fuss about the "Sword of the Imperial Way".
"Miss Li, are you Yicheng coming down the mountain?"
The "dilemma" between the two parties was temporarily relieved, and Guo Mo's gossip mentality emerged.
"Not yet. This time I took advantage of the master's retreat to sneak out. It's really not fun in the ancient tomb."
"Master has been in seclusion for too long this time. On weekdays, only Grandma Sun is left with a little girl aged three or four, which is really boring."
Guo Mo calculated the time and found out that this time it was probably Li Mochou's master who went crazy practicing the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra" and went into seclusion for so long.
Moreover, because of his intervention, Yang Guo was born a few years earlier and was only one or two years younger than Xiao Longnu?
"Um...Miss Li, do you know a man named Lu Zhanyuan?"
Guo Mo asked tentatively.
"Lu Zhanyuan? Who is that person? Why does this girl want to know this person?"
Li Mochou asked with a confused look.
"Haha, it's nothing. I just heard by chance that a man named Lu Zhanyuan wanted to become a disciple of the Ancient Tomb Sect. That's why I asked you this question."
Guo Mo said nonsense again.
"How is it possible? The Tomb Sect never accepts male disciples. Besides, how did he know that there is a Tomb Sect?"
Li Mochou seemed to have caught the loophole in Guo Mo's words.
"That... I heard someone talk about it by chance. I don't know the specific situation."
"By the way, why does Shi Xiang suddenly want to give me this 'Red Sky Sword'? It seems that this sword is not suitable for ordinary people to wear, right?"
Seeing that the more he spoke, the more loopholes would appear, Guo Mo quickly changed the topic.
"It was Mr. Zhao Rushu who suggested to my father that the sword should be given to heroes. This sword should be considered the best sword in the entire collection of the Prime Minister's Mansion. It is better than other people's 'Light Sword'."
Well, your family is amazing, you just have so many famous swords.
Including this "Red Sky Sword", it seems that the "Qingzhi Sword" that Guo Mo just gave to his eldest apprentice also belongs to Shi Miyuan.
Why would Zhao Rushu make such a proposal?
When Guo Mo was thinking about Zhao Rushu, coincidentally, Zhao Rushu was also thinking about Guo Mo.
In his own name, he invited Zhao Fengxue, the young minister of "Zongzheng Temple", to his residence.
This Zhao Fengxue, who is already in his early sixties this year, is also a branch of the Zhao Song royal family. In terms of seniority, Zhao Rushu has to be called "uncle".
"I wonder why Shangshu Zhao brought the old man here?"
Although he is older than Zhao Rushu and has a higher seniority than him, it is a pity that he does not have a higher official position.
What's more, Zhao Rushu was a popular figure in front of the Prime Minister, and was much more popular than his "Zongzheng Temple".
"What are you talking about, Uncle Clan? Today is purely a private banquet. There is no such thing as 'Shang Shu' or 'Shang Shu'. Just call me cousin."
"Rushu invited the clan uncle here for nothing else. It's just that he hasn't gotten together with the clan uncle for a long time. He happened to have a jar of good wine and wanted to taste it with the clan uncle."
Zhao Rushu spoke very politely, with a smile on his face, and personally poured wine for Zhao Fengxue.
Even though Zhao Fengxue had little knowledge, he became the Shaoqing of "Zongzheng Temple" just by virtue of his status as a branch of the royal family.
But after all, he is over sixty years old. He has worked in "Zongzheng Temple" for more than thirty years. He is a veritable veteran of two dynasties. How could Zhao Rushu take these words seriously?
I just didn't refute him, I drank a glass silently, my eyes lit up, and I praised "good wine".
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Hey, I am sorry for the Song Dynasty. Taizu and Taizong were so wise and powerful back then, but now they live in a corner of the south of the Yangtze River. I am ashamed to be a descendant of the Zhao family."
Zhao Rushu drank a glass suddenly and sighed suddenly.
When he raised his face, two lines of clear tears fell down.
"Obviously, these are fates and cannot be done by humans."
When Zhao Fengxue heard what the other party said, he was also a little emotional, but not as strong as Zhao Rushu.
"If I make my clan uncle laugh, maybe God will not bless me, Zhao Song."
"In today's official family, there are nine parents and children, but none of them are still alive. Although the prince was selected, Ru Shu always feels bad in his heart."
Zhao Rushu changed the subject and actually talked about the issue of heirs in today's official families.
Nowadays, Zhao Kuo, an official, has difficulty in producing heirs. This is a matter known to both the government and the public, and it can be regarded as a taboo.
He saw that Zhao Rushu, an important minister of the imperial court, raised this topic in front of him.
Zhao Fengxue, who was in "Zongzheng Temple", was still a little sensitive. His first thought was: Does the Prime Minister want to change the crown prince again?
The current prince has only been in office for a few months, but many ministers already know that the prince and the Prime Minister cannot urinate in the same pot.
"Ming Ke, as ministers, it would be better for us as ministers to say less about these official matters."
The honest man Zhao Fengxue still consoled him.
"Uncle Clan said that among the young people in the royal family nowadays, there really is no one who is outstanding."
"The day before yesterday, I met Guo Mo, the current number one scholar in both science and military affairs, at the Prime Minister's Mansion. That young man is truly a man of extraordinary talent. His literary and military skills are unparalleled among young people, even if we look at the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty."
Zhao Fengxue was even more puzzled. Why did he turn to the new Kewu champion again while talking?
He stopped his glass and didn't dare to drink any more. After talking for a long time, he still didn't understand what Zhao Rushu wanted to say today.
Seeing that Zhao Fengxue stopped drinking and did not answer his questions, Zhao Rushu felt a little embarrassed, but there were some things he had to ask clearly today.
"Uncle Clan, you have been at Zongzheng Temple for a long time. You know all the princes, princesses, crown princes, princes and princesses who come from the royal family, right?"
Zhao Rushu poured another cup for Zhao Fengxue.
"This is not bad. After all, there are not many that really require me to log in personally. As long as I handle it, there is nothing wrong."
Although he didn't know what the other party wanted to ask, Zhao Fengxue still answered truthfully.
"This martial arts champion Guo Mo seems to be born in the sixth year of Qingyuan. He will be twenty-two years old soon. Uncle clan, are there any young people of his age among our royal family? In other words, there are people who were born in the sixth year of Qingyuan.
Of?"
Zhao Rushu asked abruptly.
"This...the sixth year of Qingyuan?"
Zhao Fengxue was really a "scholarly" person in this regard, and he thought about it for a long time.
"If I remember correctly, four people were born in the royal family that year. The third son of Pu Wang Zhao Buhui, Zhao Shanhuan, the second grandson of Shu Liangjing Wang Zhao Zongyi, the six princesses of Shao Wang, and..."
Having said this, Zhao Fengxue stopped.
"Uncle Clan is really good at blogging and memorizing. You have also heard of the few you mentioned. Zhao Shanhuan even came to participate in this martial arts competition. Unfortunately, he did not make it to the final list."
"Who is the other person?"
Zhao Rushu asked casually, taking a sip of wine himself.
"Hey, don't tell me. The child died a few months after he was born."
Zhao Fengxue seemed unwilling to mention the fourth person again.
"Yes, it's really not easy for children to grow up these days. It's normal to encounter disasters and illnesses."
Zhao Rushu didn't seem to ask any more questions, and just sighed. Seeing that Zhao Fengxue's cup was empty again, he hurriedly filled it up again.
This Zhao Fengxue has no other hobbies. He particularly likes the things in this cup, especially today, Zhao Rushu is really the best wine in the world.
After a few more drinks, the conversation started to open up. Plus, as a person in his sixties, he didn't have too many scruples, and he was still at an age where he nostalgic.
"Ming Ke, although you and I are both members of the royal family, when it comes to our familiarity with Guan Jia, you are far inferior to me. I got to know Guan Jia when he was six years old."
"Everyone said he had a strange face, but I didn't expect him to be so valuable in the end, haha——"
When it comes to excitement, I actually pour myself a drink.
"The fourth child I just mentioned is the child of today's official family. He should be regarded as the seventh child."
"I was lucky enough to meet him in the palace on my first day. The little guy was very noisy and even grabbed the official's beard. How come he died in less than twelve hours?"
"The human heart is sometimes more terrifying than the disease!"
Zhao Fengxue drank two glasses of wine again. Zhao Rushu, who was next to him, seemed to be infected by his emotions and drank two glasses of wine one after another.
"Uncle Clan, does that child have a name?"
"Mingke, what you are asking is, how could a name be passed down in that situation? I just vaguely remember that the official called the child 'Little Mo'er' at that time. It is probably a nickname."
"Little Mer?"
Zhao Fengxue spoke casually, but upon hearing this name, Zhao Rushu felt as if he was struck by lightning. Is what he guessed true?
...
Guo Mo still sent Li Mochou away, and he was a little glad that what he met was not the "demonized" "Red Lian Fairy".
Although he is also a bit unruly, he can never get along with the devil.
After staying at home for three days in a row, the thing Guo Mo did the most was play with the "Red Sky Sword".
Guo Mo's current martial arts is considered "stagnant" compared to those in the past.
When it comes to swordsmanship, the one I am most familiar with is the upgraded and improved "Nanshan Swordsmanship".
Later, I learned the "Luoying Divine Sword" from Huang Rong, but I always felt that I couldn't exert my full strength.
However, how easy is it to really create a new swordsmanship?
In three days, he had not received any news from the "Imperial City Division" about Dongting Lake. Guo Mo thought that he should continue to work on the war horses.
On this day, the sun turned to the west, and the dinner from "Sanyuanlou" was delivered on time.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Guo Mo didn't even open the food box, so he asked the two servants to take it out and eat it. He had to go out.
After thinking for a while, I finally took the "Red Sky Sword" and left the residence.
Funing Palace, Imperial Study Room.
"Old man, how many days has Xiaoqi been back in the city?"
"I'll tell you, I've been back for six or seven days."
The old eunuch stood by and agreed helplessly. In the past few days, officials had been asking questions almost every day.
"Humph, this kid has been back for six or seven days. He didn't even know he came to the palace to see me, but he went to Shi Miyuan's house to visit me."
"Look, they gave him the 'Red Sky Sword', or they sent it to their beautiful adopted daughter."
The official seemed to be getting more and more angry as he talked, and the old eunuch always felt sour in his ears.
"Official, you don't have to be so angry. No matter how many good things Prime Minister Shi gives me, he can't really buy me off. You still..."
"Nonsense, don't I know this? That old boy Shi Miyuan has been plotting against others all his life. I didn't expect that he would fall into Xiao Qi's hands this time. I get excited just thinking about it."
"Old man, please take out the medicinal wine you brought from Peach Blossom Island tonight. I think my body can handle some wine now."
Not to mention, since the official took "Jiuhua Yulu Pills" and breathed twice a day in the morning and evening, and recently became obsessed with horseback riding and archery, his physical fitness has indeed improved a lot in more than four months.
It's already the depth of winter, and I don't even feel cold even when I'm wearing a jacket in Funing Palace. This was something unimaginable in previous years.
"Officials, according to reliable information, Shi Miyuan may attend tomorrow's court meeting. Do you think he will fight for the position of Minister of Household Affairs again?"
"In my opinion, it shouldn't be the case. After all, the impact of Moze's incident this time is not small. Besides, the Yue Ke I brought up is not an ordinary person."
"He is a descendant of Yue Wumu and a famous figure in the literary world. His political achievements in the past have also been good. His son won third place in the martial arts examination and is still with Xiao Qi. If Shi Miyuan wants to win over Xiao Qi, he probably won't touch Yue Ke.
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"Guardian, why don't I pass the meal to you? Eat it early and have a rest. If there is any trouble tomorrow morning, you can have the energy to deal with it."
Seeing that the officials were so confident, the old eunuch said nothing more.
The official's eyes finally lifted up from the memorial, and a smile instantly appeared on his face.
"Old man, let me serve you some more dishes and some wine, haha——"
"Guan, even if you want to drink, you can't drink so much at one time. Drinking will seriously harm your health. Besides..."
"It's me who wants to drink——"
A voice came from the door of Funing Palace.
Still the same recipe, still familiar taste.
Only then did the old eunuch see that Guo Mo had entered the imperial study room.
"Master, is it really fun for you every time you come in like this? Wow, you actually brought a sword with you this time. Don't you know you can't bring weapons to your face?"
The old eunuch didn't even know how many times he had to smile awkwardly and curse, but he could only go down and pass the food.
"My child has given me a gift for his father. He even drank after hearing that he was drinking. It seems that his body is in good condition."
Guo Mo was very casual. After saluting, he went straight to the official's house and even went around to the back of the imperial book case.
The officials were not surprised. Although they didn't meet him often, they could always feel a strong sense of family affection from this son.
It seems that they are not a father and son from a heavenly family, but the flesh and blood relationship between ordinary people.
Guo Mo put one hand on Guan Jia's back and mobilized a trace of "Nine Yang Qi" to circulate in Guan Jia's body meridians.
Guo Mo discovered that although Guan Jia had practiced the art of breathing for four months, he had not developed any true energy, but his meridians had become much stronger.
"Dad, now I have given you a trace of my true energy. You can practice it again according to the breathing and breathing technique you learned before."
In fact, the old eunuch can also see the state of the official family, but whoever is fine dares to make blind guesses at the official family.
After hearing his son's words, Guan Jia hurriedly followed the method of daily practice, and really felt a warm air flow, slowly guiding it, wandering through his meridians.
Every time I walked, my whole body seemed to feel looser, warmer, and itchy. I was a little excited. I had never felt like this before.
"Dad, let me teach you another formula. Remember the feeling just now. You can practice it for an hour or two every day. There should be no problem in strengthening your body."
""At the four correct times of Zi, Wu, Mao, and You, push the returning energy to the dantian with your palms in front of you.
Face north and face the sky with your back to south, and follow the movement of your two palms.
..."
Guo Mo did not tell the officials that what he taught was the first level of the "Nine Yang Magic".
I didn't expect to become a master of martial arts. After practicing for a year or two, it would be good to be able to get started.
Guo Mo is already in Guan Jia's body, guiding the true energy to run according to the first level route.
While the official memorized the formula, he also recorded the route of the true energy in his body.
In these four months, I have learned nothing else, but Guan Jia remembers all the acupuncture points and meridians of the human body clearly.
The old eunuch had already brought the food box with his people. When he saw that Guo Mo was teaching the officials, he did not dare to enter the palace and led everyone to wait outside the door.
About half an hour passed before Guo Mo removed his palm, and Guan Jia's forehead started to sweat slightly.
"Haha, Mo'er, this exercise is great, it's so comfortable."
Guo Mo had a black hair, and together with the old man, he took the effect of "Nine Yang Magic" as leisure and relaxation.
"Dad, this set of exercises is called 'Yunyu Purple Qi'. You can practice it by yourself on weekdays, and don't show it to others easily."
After being an official for so many years, I naturally know the importance.
At this time, the old eunuch dared to let everyone put the delicious food on the table.
The few young eunuchs looked at each other intently, and no one dared to ask why there was a stranger in the imperial study room.
"Mo'er, this one you are wearing is the 'Red Sky Sword' given to you by Shi Miyuan, right?"
Guo Mo listened to the official's question and casually took off the "Red Sky Sword" and handed it over without even putting down the chopsticks in his hand.
Finally getting his hands on the coveted sword, the official's thoughts were no longer as exciting as before.
"You brat, you have a 'Red Sky Sword'. Isn't it amazing?"
The officials played with it for a while, but when they saw that Guo Mo didn't care at all, they immediately became bored.
"Do you know Shi Miyuan's sinister intention in giving you this 'Red Sky Sword'?"
"Know."
"Then do you know who suggested that he give you this sword?"
"Know."
"Then do you know why that person proposed to give you this sword?"
"have no idea."
Guo Mo finally put down his chopsticks.
"You kid, you are still too young. If I am right, your identity may have been suspected by that person."