r the hereditary title of Marquis of Bo望, he wielded the might of a divine presence, surpassing Jiang Wang's martial prowess. With his magnificent and overwhelming aura, he truly overshadowed Zhong Xu...There is a jujube tree in the courtyard, growing out of season. Now it is bearing fruit abundantly. A whole tree full of red fruits, almost hanging to the ground.

Zhong Xuan walked past, picked a handful, and gave a few to Jiang Wang. He ate some as he walked.

The courtyard of the Marquis of Bowang's residence was deep and vast.

When Jiang Wang first arrived in Linzi, he saw it as if he were seeing the sea.

If one were to truly hold a grand feast, it would surely surpass in scale the wedding banquet held at Duke Fang's mansion three months prior.

After all, it was the top-tier aristocratic family of Daqi. Now, with three marquises in the family, they were at their peak. They far surpassed the Bao family by more than one head.

Of course, it's a private dinner today with just a few outsiders.

Following the old housekeeper through the corridor, they arrived at the main hall where Chong Xuan Yunbo was deep in conversation with a middle-aged man.

“Aha ha ha, it's truly remarkable! I just mentioned him and he came right back!” The old man laughed heartily.

"Come here, Ah Sheng, Qingyang, quickly pay respects to Dr. Ye!"

Today's guest at the residence of Marquis Bowang was Ye Hèn Shui, a scholar and official from the Ministry of Civil Affairs. He is renowned for his scholarship and particularly excels in composing qingci poems.

> Literally called "Green Seals," qīngcí refers to ritual texts used in ceremonies to pray to the heavens and record tributes to past emperors. They are named for the vermilion script that falls upon the indigo-colored paper.

Striving only for elegant prose, to display the splendor of a prosperous era.

Ji Jiaye hated water and was considered to have the most elegant prose in Qi State today. His writing style was referred to by contemporaries as "Long Gong Yuan," meaning that reading it was like walking through Long Gong Yuan,

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Extremely magnificent.

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Imitators abound, and in the literary circles of Qi, it was a highly influential faction.

Now, every time Qi Ting holds a grand ceremony, it is Ye Hensen who is mainly responsible for writing the poems. This shows her status.

Even considering the weight of Chong Xuan's accomplishments, Jiang Wang would not disrespect Chong Xuan Yunbo. Even more so since he was in front of the old Marquis, always behaving with proper deference to his elders.

As soon as the old man spoke, he hurried forward to greet him.

The nimble-bodied Chong Xuan, somehow, didn't seem very enthusiastic. He walked slowly beside Jiang Wang, barely even bothering with a proper greeting.

In terms of seniority, Jiang Wang and Xuan Sheng are both juniors, so Ye Hen Shui naturally deserves the courtesy.

But just as Jiang Wang was about to bow, Ye Hantian rose to his feet, a smile on his face: "My family and Chong Xuan's are close friends, and you and Asheng are brothers. We are all family, so there is no need for formalities."

Jiang Wang didn't know that Ye Hanyu was so close to the Chongxuan family, but seeing Ye Hanyu's smiling face, he couldn't refuse him. "Today, I can sit with Dr. Ye, who is as elegant and talented as Qingci's poems. Although I am rough and unpolished, just being in your presence allows me to smell the fragrance of ink. It truly fills me with joy!"

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“A-Sheng.” The only one left sitting in the room was Chong Xuan Yunbo. He looked at Chong Xuan Sheng, his voice laced with concern: “Has your cultivation at the Academy been tiring Grandpa sees that you don't look very well.”

"She then smiled at Ye Hen and said, 'This child is usually very lively. It seems that the Ji Xia Academy is a good place to temper one's character.'"

This tag is self-closing.

Ye Hen Shui looked at Chong Xuan Sheng, a smile on her face: "This time's campaign against the Xia Dong Line, I carefully analyzed every detail. Brother Sheng's temperament, he doesn't need any further refinement. In the future, he will certainly be no less capable than Duke Dingyuan!"

"Doctor Ye, you flatter me. How can I compare to my uncle" Chong Xuan seemed to come back to his senses and replied to Ye Hán Shuì before addressing Chong Xuan Yun Bo:

This is a test.

"To tell you the truth, Grandfather, my cousin has been bullying me every day at the academy. I've suffered many injuries in secret, and as a result, my spirits are low. I can't eat, so I'd like to go back and rest first."

Zhong Xuan Yunbo smiled and waved his hand: "You child, in front of your Uncle Ye, don't make jokes like this. Otherwise, if you really worry your Uncle Ye, how will you be alright"

“I’m serious.” Chongxuan’s usually smiling, chubby face was unusually solemn.

He bowed to Ye Hanyu: "I apologize, Doctor Ye. Chong Xuan is feeling unwell, so he won't be able to keep you company."

"It's alright." Ye Hanyu didn't have an unpleasant expression, and said warmly: "When you're feeling unwell, you need to take good care of yourself."

"Again, Re Xuan Yun said to the Marquis, 'Marquis, Ah Sheng's health is important. It wouldn't be right for me to bother you any longer. Let's have tea another day.'"

Having said that, he turned and left.

Even if Jiang Wang was slow to catch on, he could feel that the atmosphere was off.

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"Doctor Ye, let me see you out."

The central hall of the Marquis of Bowang's mansion, naturally, was bright and airy with excellent lighting.

With the outsiders gone, the large room was filled with an awkward silence between the grandfather and grandson.

Zhong Xuan Yunbo sat in the head seat, never rising to his feet and remaining silent for a long time.

Zhong Xuan also didn't say anything about resting, so he just stood there.

Silence continued for a while.

Finally, Chong Xuan Yunbo spoke first.

"Ye Hen Shui, a prominent figure in the Zheng Shi Tang with high status and influence. Few people in all of Qi Nation possess such standing. His personal visit today speaks volumes about his level of importance"

Chong Xuan remained silent.

Zhong Xuan Yun Bo continued, "He only has one sister who married Xing Yun Dao, the magistrate of Pingyuan County. Although Xing Yun Dao is just a county magistrate, due to historical reasons, their family has been operating in Pingyuan County for many years, and the Xing family is known as 'The Prime Minister of Pingyuan'. Compared to other officials transferred from elsewhere, he's much stronger. You should be able to understand that, right"

Zhong Xuan's silence was heavy.

"Ye Hanyu's only sister, like Xing Yundao, had only one daughter who was adored. Xing Qingshuo's reputation for beauty ranked among the top in the western part of the empire. Her beauty was undeniable"

> Chongxuan Sheng remained silent.

"I know you have always loved to vie with Bao Zhongqing. The marriage I have arranged for you is ten times stronger than those two sons of the Bao family." Chong Xuan's cloudy voice was not high, but it was full of anger: "What temper are you throwing today What kind of trouble are you causing!"

Though eloquent and normally quick to speak, Chong Xuan Sheng had remained silent for a long time. At this moment, he finally spoke: "Where is Fourteenth"

"Fourteen" Chong Xuan Yunbo frowned, "She's just a dead soldier. The Chong Xuan family has thousands of such soldiers. What are you thinking!"

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Chongxuan Sheng looked at Chongxuan Yunbo, unusually insistent: "Where is the Fourteenth"

"Presumptuous!" Chong Xuan Yun's face flushed with anger, he slammed his hand on the armrest, shattering it to pieces: "Chong Xuan Zun is an independent champion marquis! Who are you I can’t control Chong Xuan Zun, but I won't tolerate your disrespect!"

Though this veteran marquis suffers from old injuries and declining cultivation, his bearing remains exceptionally imposing.

Throughout his life, he was a soldier, making countless contributions to the establishment of the nation. Today, there are many fierce generals in the Da Qi army who were once his subordinates.

Even the God of War, Jiang Mengxiong, had to be polite in his presence. Even Chao Yushi Ye Henshui, when facing him, was extremely respectful.

At this time, anger flared up, just like a tiger roaring in the mountains.

But Chong Xuan Sheng just stared at him, saying very seriously, “Chong Xuan Zun is the champion marquis who established his own faction on his own. I am the one who forced Chong Xuan Zun to establish his own faction. Grandfather, I'm not trying to challenge your authority, and I don't want to be at odds with you. What Ye Hanyu, what Xing Qingxue, I don't care about.”

I just want to know... where did fourteen go

Zhong Xuan Yun's voice lowered, "Zhong Xuan Sheng, do you think your wings have hardened The title of Bo Wang Hou, you haven't inherited it yet!"

"You give to whomever you please, what's so great about that!" Chong Xuan finally couldn't suppress his unease any longer. He waved his hand impatiently and roared, "What did you do to Fourteenth!"

Zhong Xuanyunbo has always known that Zhong Xuansheng is a courageous child. He has been paying attention to everything Zhong Xuansheng has done and every difficulty he has overcome. He has also sighed and felt comforted many times.

But today was the first time he faced this courage firsthand.

He truly felt it, this grandson who always used a smile to mask his emotions, this little fat boy who was always teasing and rolling around in front of him, had truly grown up.

Thus, one feels more acutely the passage of time...

He didn't believe that Chong Xuan, with his intelligence, wouldn't have thought of the reason behind his actions today, wouldn't have considered better options. But in the end, it was for a woman, a dead soldier, that he had become so foolish.

When he was young, who dared to speak to him like this Even in the outer realm, back then, he could slap ten current Heavy Xuan Victors away with one hand. After suffering irreversible damage and cutting off his hope of divine ascension, he could still firmly control the entire Heavy Xuan family and cultivate several children into talents besides Ming Guang. After the incident with Ming Tu, he was able to hold up the shaky foundation of the Heavy Xuan family and keep the Heavy Xuan clan from falling. His methods, are they ordinary

After all, I'm getting old...

Aging is not just about the physical body, it's also about the decline of vital energy.

He still had his spirit, his willpower, even his temper. He sighed deeply in his heart.

His face remained impassive, he calmly addressed Chong Xuan Sheng: "Have you ever thought about how to support this family after the succession Have you stepped out of your own feelings as Chong Xuan Sheng and, as Marquis Bo Wang, considered the future of this family Do you know what is most important for a family to last for generations"

On his face, etched with the passage of time, rested the solemn dignity of years.

His eyes, though not harsh, held the history and authority of the entire family.

But Chong Xuan's eyes were very small, small enough to hold only one person.

He looked into Chong Xuan Yunbo's eyes with those: "Do you know how important the Fourteenth is to me"

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This grandfather-grandson pair, each knew the answer to the other's problems, but neither offered a solution.

Chong Xuan Yun Bo raised his hand, already spotted with age spots, and pointed outside. "Look at the spring jujube tree in the courtyard. If it's not pruned soon, it will be broken."

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Out-of-season is not a problem, and wind and rain are nothing.

But why can't it hold up

A flourishing tree with abundant leaves and fruit is, of course, a good thing. However, the trunk cannot be weak; if the trunk cannot withstand it, it will be crushed by the overly lush branches.

Your uncle, Chong Xuan Chulian, is a true master of the martial arts, unmatched in his skill. Your cousin, Chong Xuan Zun, embodies perfection, and before he reached thirty years old, he was already granted the title of Champion Marquis. They are the pride of the Chong Xuan clan, making the entire family stronger and more respected. But... what about you, who is about to take on the role of head of the household

Your cultivation is your weak point, and you lack the support of your clan. With your current strength, you can't hold up such a large family. I believe that with time, you can do very well, but where will the long time come from

Chu Liang treats you as his own kin, and Azun won't fight with you now. But what about ten years later A hundred years later Once an opportunity arises, even if Azun doesn't want to compete, what about the people around him What about those who have always followed him

Since they have already split and become independent, from now on they will be considered members of the Chongxuan branch.

Throughout history, which family has ever lasted long by relying on weakness and yielding to strength

With your intelligence, you should understand. Marrying Ye Hanyu's niece and cultivating both inner and outer strength will allow you to firmly grasp control of the family.

Uniting all the power of the Chongxuan Clan together. For you, and for the Chongxuan Clan, it is the best choice.

Zhong Xuan listened quietly as he finished speaking, and only asked, "What about Yu Shi"

Zhong Xuan Yun Bo finally sighed: "If you insist, Shi Fourteen can be your concubine."

Zhong Xuan finally let go of the stone in his heart. At least, this sentence from the old man proved that Fourteen was safe. That was enough for him. As long as he could protect Fourteen, he wouldn't be separated from him again.

With his wisdom and the resources at his disposal now, he would not fear any challenge. What frightened and made him nervous was that unknown. He wasn't sure what kind of harsh measures Chongxuan Yunbo might have used during his time studying at Xiulv Palace—a possibility very low, but he was terrified nonetheless.

He has always been a man who is willing to risk everything at the gambling table, but when it comes to matters of love, he refuses to take any chances.

During his three months at the Jixia Academy, he was indeed studying diligently every day and enduring beatings, without a moment of leisure. Yet, Shi'er's figure was constantly in his mind.

For so many years, he had grown accustomed to having such a person, always quietly by his side. Listening to him complain, accompanying him on adventures. Giving him endless tenderness beneath his cold armor.

Now he has also calmed down.

Finally, he could think calmly. All that concerned today, all causes and effects, were clear in his mind.

He made a decision without hesitation.

After some serious thought, I still chose this way.

"I won't accept any other." This round, accommodating fellow, looking at his respected grandfather, said in an uncompromising tone: "I will only marry one wife, and that is Fourteen."

A powerful and renowned Duke like Grand Marshal Qi, how could he possibly take a common assassin as his wife

Zhong Xuan Yunbo looked at him with disappointment: "Even if you lose the title of Duke of Bo望"

From childhood to now, what has been the driving force To seize any opportunity, to boldly put everything on the line, to use all one's wit and cunning to strive for what

After all this effort, are we just going to give up at the last moment

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Zheng Xuan originally thought that at this moment, he would have too complex emotions. But in fact, his heart was as still as water.

a great noble family of the first rank in Qi, and a hereditary marquess who, even though he was granted the title of True Monarch by Cao Jue for his contribution to eradicating the Xia Kingdom, failed to receive an official appointment, is compared to a fourteen...

What comparison can be made

What right do those things have to be compared to the 14th

At this moment, Chongxuan felt a sense of calmness. He stated very calmly, "Except for Fourteenth, I have nothing to lose."

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"Victory of the Heavy Mystery!"

>Chong Xuan Yun Bo's voice suddenly rose.

With his eyes, already clouded, he looked at Chong Xuan Sheng, as if using all his strength: “I’m going to die!”

After a lifetime of hardship, he had never been so weak.

Back then, when Xuan Ming headed out to sea with the Heavy Xuan Diagram, they didn't even glance at each other.

Today, looking at my grandson, I am so sad...

“I won’t live to see this year out,” he said.

He just wanted to arrange for the future of his family before he died. He just wanted his lifetime of sacrifices and struggles to have a peaceful ending.

His aging face betrayed such a vulnerable emotion.

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Zhong Xuan was stunned.

A long time passed.

He knelt down, his forehead hitting the floor tiles with a heavy thud.

The bricks were smashed to pieces, and his forehead was bleeding.

Then he got up and walked out without looking back.

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