Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 669: Kneeling must be repaid

Chapter 669 Kneeling must be repaid

When Cui Yuanyang left the secret realm with the bright Qinghe, the clan elders who were guarding outside were so surprised that they all knelt down in an instant.

The breath in the sword is still familiar, that is, the Qinghe in everyone's heart is right, and it is stronger than everyone remembers.

It's not that Qinghe has become stronger, but that when everyone came into contact with Qinghe in the early years, it didn't like to talk to these people anymore.

Later, when Cui Wen Zhizhi traveled across the world, Qinghe never exerted his true power. When half of his soul power was stolen by Xia Longyuan, he simply fell into a deep sleep. The aura he exuded was not as good as that of the early Longque. When placed next to the Longque, the killing that others felt was due to the Longque...

At this moment, the Qinghe River is so vast that if you see the ghosts and ghosts in your eyes, you will be frightened and sweat dripping with fear. This kind of power is worthy of the ancient divine sword. Even if it has no owner, it is still of the highest quality. If the owner is strong enough, such as in Piaomiao's hands, it will undoubtedly be of the highest quality!

When four such divine swords form a sword formation, you can see why Xia Longyuan and other family heads can be brought together. In that chaotic battle, the most troublesome thing for everyone, including Xia Longyuan, was the sword. formation, not the opponent. Xia Longyuan returned to the light and returned to the surface to take advantage of the short period of time when he was at his strongest to cut off the four swords. He had to die from the backlash. When he was weak before, he couldn't cut off the swords even if he wanted to.

Now the other three swords are still fragments, and only Qinghe remains.

Zhao Changhe's Galaxy Sword is still a child. It has not experienced the training process of **** battles with its master, and has not drunk enough qualified blood, so it is difficult to evaluate it for the time being. Apart from it, the most powerful sword on the surface today is probably Qinghe!

It only recognizes Cui Yuanyang as its main... It can be said that even if Cui Yuanyang is only used as a pendant for the Qinghe Sword, she can go out and fight against opponents who are not very high on the earth rankings, such as Wang Daozhong... If Cui Yuanyang can reach this level in the future Misty heights...

That may have been a long time ago.

In short, at this moment, in the eyes of the Cui family, Zhao Changhe not only fulfilled his promise to recast the Divine Sword, but also upgraded the Divine Sword. This once again completely confirmed his background as a **** and demon. Where is this world? The second most capable job on the list?

When the young couple left the secret realm hand in hand, cutting down ears of wheat along the way, kneeling aside wherever they went, Zhao Changhe felt that it was not as strange as when he entered the palace.

The only person who did not kneel was Cui Wen?Z who was sitting in the ancestral temple. When the young couple came out, he said angrily: "Do you want to kneel down and give Lele to King Zhao?"

Zhao Changhe whispered: "Keep it up, your personality has been a bit broken recently."

Cui Wen Z said expressionlessly: "Actually, according to family rules, I should abdicate now. Yangyang is the head of the family."

Cui Yuanyang: "Huh?"

Cui Wen Z nodded: "Since you said so, the head of the family will continue to bear the burden for the time being and will give it to you later."

Cui Yuanyang: "Huh?"

Cui Wen Z became serious and asked: "? 詩?...Do you feel anything is wrong?"

Cui Yuanyang hesitated for a moment and shook his head.

Cui Wen Z looked at Zhao Changhe, and Zhao Changhe also shook his head: "It's no problem for now. I will pay more attention in the future."

Cui Wen Z sighed: "I can't trust this girl, just say it."

Zhao Changhe said: "The earth fire in your secret realm has a great origin. If I am not mistaken, it should belong to the flame of destruction. It can also give birth to demon gods. However, it was killed by Qinghe Zhen, and this fire was also suppressed. It didn’t come out. Although the outside has long been burned by similar fires, this is still a place of origin. If there is another disaster similar to the destruction of the world, this place will be an important source for your ancestors to choose to suppress. It is indeed right here and cannot be left unchecked. Even if those people get it, something big may happen."

Cui Wen Z frowned and thought for a moment: "If Huangshang can use this fire, can we use it?"

"I suggest you write a letter to Lord Suzaku..."

"No need to cover up, that's the Queen Mother, right?"

Cui Yuanyang: "?"

Zhao Changhe: "..."

"I will write to the Queen Mother for advice." Cui Wen Z looked calmly: "In addition, as a rule, I will also ask the Queen Mother for advice on Yang Yang's status. In this matter, she should be regarded as Your Majesty's What about your parents, or will you end up on your own?"

Zhao Changhe looked at the sky, Cui Yuanyang looked at the ground.

"Mother and daughter serve together, master and apprentice, the Queen Mother and Your Majesty. Such a ridiculous palace has never been seen in ancient times. If there were historians in this dynasty, I am afraid that it would be infamy for thousands of years as soon as the dynasty started." Cui Wen?Z Expressionless: "Originally, we were very happy to watch the fun, but my daughter also wanted to dive into this muddy water, and suddenly she couldn't laugh anymore."

Zhao Changhe coughed dryly: "Change the topic?"

"What to change?" Cui Wen Z said: "Maybe the Wang family and the Li family are writing it, and the pamphlet may have been spread all over the world. What can you do?"

Zhao Changhe said expressionlessly: "It's okay, their communication power is very poor, I have a way."

This time Cui Wen Z was really curious: "What can we do? Burn books and entrap scholars?"

"I have a person here who is good at writing books, and the whole world loves to read them. When the time comes, let her help write a good-looking novel. After it spreads widely, others will only know the content of the novel. It doesn’t matter how white it is. ”

Blind man: "Get lost. If you ask me to write, I will only tell the truth."

Zhao Changhe: "..."

Cui Wen?Z suddenly changed the topic: "I never thought you could make swords so fast... The list to the court has just been submitted, including your letter to His Majesty. Yuan Yong should have just arrived in Beijing at this time. You Should we wait for His Majesty's reply, or should we do something ourselves?"

Zhao Changhe turned his head and looked at the sky outside, how it looked in the evening. It's not that fast, it seems to have been more than a day.

"I still have to wait for the delayed reply. I am going to fight against the Wang family and I need some cooperation from Jingzhong."

"Then tonight..."

When he said this, he suddenly paused.

Cui Yuanyang's pretty face was clearly flushed with red, and she bit her lower lip and stopped talking.

So when Cui Wen?Z changed the subject, he actually didn’t change the subject at all.

Where will Zhao Changhe stay tonight? If he were to stay here, even if he was arranging a guest room for him, he would also have to arrange for service. Who will serve?

There is no need to arrange it. I went into the boudoir in front of everyone and stayed there for so long. In the eyes of others, I have done what I should do. Unfortunately, many people think that everything was done two years ago. .

Just live in her boudoir and be done with it, who dares to say no...

Cui Wen Z had no expression on his face: "Time is tight, we don't have to worry about anything big, how about a simple small wedding? I was kneeling down with all my face to help you carry the sedan. Don't really come in with the conqueror." It's like sleeping with my daughter openly, even if this black-hearted cotton person thinks about it in his heart."

To put it bluntly, just now Cui Wen Z was talking about all the troubles in the palace, just to help his daughter fight in the palace. I mean, you should cover up what others have and don’t put it on the table. The only one who can put it on the table is my daughter... ...Although he knew that it was useless to deceive himself and others, the old father could only do this.

Zhao Changhe turned to look at Cui Yuanyang. Cui Yuanyang turned his head with a blushing face and whispered: "If you don't want it now, don't regret it if you become another person in the future."

Zhao Changhe took a deep breath: "Yes."

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The so-called simple wedding is indeed simple.

Compared with the cumbersome etiquette of traditional aristocratic families, almost 99% of the items have been cut out. It is easier than finding a master of ceremonies to sing nonsense on stage in modern times. Even the elder brother-in-law Cui Yuanyong was on his way to Beijing as an envoy and did not attend. The rest of the Cui family only came with some clan elders. The second master Cui Wenwei is currently in prison and is said to be whipped every day.

That is, Cui Wen Z and his wife sit high in the hall, find a master of ceremonies to sing, and let the newlyweds bow to each other once or twice, and that's it. There are only eight or nine tables in total, which are not as good as the flowing water banquets in the countryside...

But the simplicity implies extremely meticulous preparations. It can be seen from this that what Cui Wen Z was busy with for more than a day, which is known as guarding the outside - the bride and groom both have wedding clothes that fit extremely well, and no one knows when. It was done secretly, so that's it. The most outrageous male elder sat in the seat, Professor Sun, who was stroking his beard and looking kind.

Zhao Changhe looked at Professor Sun, his eyes almost bulging out.

In this world, if you have to pull someone to be Zhao Changhe’s elder, then the only one who can be considered Zhao Changhe’s elder is Sun Jiaoxi. I'm afraid that only aristocratic families like the Cui family in the world would rack their brains to pull this off, and it's very convenient. The Blood God Sect supported Puyang before, but they didn't go back after the war...

So this is an absolutely formal and legal wedding with the elders of both parties present at the same time. Even if Xia Chichi comes to shout "Wait a minute" with twelve gold medals at this time, it will be too late...

"Worship the heaven and the earth~"

While the master of ceremonies was singing and the red candle was swaying, Zhao Changhe pulled Cui Yuanyang, who was covered with a red hijab, and knelt down to worship the heaven and earth with a strange emotion.

The blind man stood in front of him with his arms folded.

Zhao Changhe: "?"

The blind man smiled and said: "I won't pretend anymore, just tell me whether I am worthy of heaven and earth."

"What the hell..."

"If you can afford it, don't kneel down at the wedding." The blind man smiled and said: "I have been waiting for this moment for a long time."

Zhao Changhe took a deep breath and knelt helplessly, leaving only a harsh word to the blind man: "Just wait for me, one day I will ask you to kneel back, and I will kneel however you want!"

"Two bows to the high hall~"

Looking at Cui Wen?Z’s serious and kind face that actually wanted to smile, Zhao Changhe didn’t know how to spit out his second mouthful.

When you knelt down on my knees in front of everyone the day before yesterday, had you already calculated how much you would get back at this moment?

"Husband and wife pay homage~"

Looking at Cui Yuanyang, who was covered with a red hijab in front of him, Zhao Changhe could almost see the face redder than an apple under the hijab, and the tender eyes.

Whether it was the blind man or Lao Cui, they were completely forgotten about it at this moment.

No matter what the turmoil in the family or the situation in the world, I have been mixed up in this matter a lot, but the emotion of the girl in front of me is always the purest, and external things have no impact on her at all.

In her pure eyes, there was only the man who held her hand and traveled through dangerous rivers and lakes that year.