Wanderer of the whirling world

Chapter 106 Princess Eight Treasures
In the spacious hall of Tianbo Mansion, it was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

The female family members of the Yang family, headed by Madam She, stood together in the field, guarding the six people in the formation.

Yang Jinhua's heart was burning like a fire, turning her intestines and stomach, seeing her mother trembling, as if she was about to fall at any moment, she was extremely anxious, and she didn't know what kind of hardships they had encountered in the inner scene.

She has a violent temper and intends to wake up everyone, but there is nothing she can do with Madam She standing in front of her.

At this time, Taijun She's heart was far from being as calm as it appeared on his face.

The Song Dynasty emphasized literature over military affairs. Since Emperor Taizong released his military power with a glass of wine, generals have not been valued in the court.

Even a loyal and powerful family like the Tianbo Yang family could not escape the fate of being squeezed out by the civil servants in the court.

All the men are dead, and now there is only Yang Wenguang, who is dissatisfied with his [-]s, and he is not in the capital, but fighting against foreigners on the northern border.

The huge Tianbo Mansion can only rely on her and Mu Guiying to support the situation.

If something happened to Mu Guiying, a hundred-year-old woman like a candle in the wind would not be able to survive for long. By that time, her huge foundation and decades of fame would all be destroyed in her hands. once.

If this is the case, what face does she have to meet her dead husband Yang Linggong.

Madam She regretted it a bit. If she had known that it would be so dangerous after entering Taoist Xuancheng's interior, she shouldn't have let her grandson take the risk to save people.

But the Yang family's spitting is a nail, and they can't go back on what they say, so the old matriarch can only hold back the torment in his heart, pretend to be calm, and set an example for other people in the hall.

Others can mess up, but she can't.

Jia Xian was at the side, and naturally he was also very anxious. Just now he saw his daughter moaning slightly, as if she was about to wake up, but after this, there was no sound, which made his heart beat suddenly, and he wanted to go away He looked at it, but he was afraid of disturbing the spellcasting of the people in the formation, so he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, and kept turning in circles.

Just when everyone was thinking about their own thoughts, suddenly, a powerful Qi emanated from Jia Zhiqing's body, like a giant pillar reaching the sky, straight into the sky.

The real energy is as substantial as it is, surrounded by wind and cloud, faintly has the power of a dragon and a tiger, majestic and vast.

There are people with martial arts skills in the field, and they are also very sensitive to the breath. I just feel that this real energy is strong and pure, as remote as the sea, as vast as the starry sky, but without the slightest sense of oppression, calm and continuous, It makes people feel like drinking alcohol, like enjoying the spring breeze.

Everyone was startled and looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing what had changed, or why this young girl could suddenly burst out with such amazing energy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Madam She acted as if facing a formidable enemy, turned Duoduo with the dragon's head in his hand, and pointed the ground, commanding sharply:

"Yang Jinhua, Yang Paifeng, be ready to save people at any time."

"Order!"

The two masters and servants took a step forward, secretly concentrating their skills, and if the situation in the formation is not right, they are ready to attack at any time.

But at this moment, the surging real qi suddenly disappeared like a mud cow entering the sea.

Just when everyone in the hall was in an uproar because of this sudden change, Taoist Xuancheng opened his eyes first, pinched the magic formula with his fingers, and shouted:
"The harmony of the four dimensions, the return of the six gods, disease!"

After the words were finished, Xin Ziqiu was the first to open his eyes, followed by Mu Guiying, Ma Fenggu and Zen Master Zhijing.

Finally, Jia Zhiqing snorted softly, trembled, and woke up.

Seeing that everyone was awake, Madam She breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly ordered his servants to bring tea and water, and handed them towels to wipe off their sweat.

Taoist Xuancheng smiled and said:

"It's a good thing that Pindao didn't disgrace her life. Miss Jia's spirit power has recovered."

Jia Zhiqing's memory was still stuck in the bloody battle in the ruined temple in the deserted village a few days ago, when she suddenly woke up, she saw Jia Xian standing in front of her eyes, ran to him like flying, and threw herself into his arms, tears streaming down her face down.

"grandfather……"

I couldn't cry.

As soon as Jia Xian hugged his granddaughter, he couldn't help crying.

These days, he couldn't eat or sleep soundly, and he was always thinking about the safety of his granddaughter. Seeing that she was safe and sound, his heart finally settled down, and the emotions he had accumulated for several days burst out like a tide bursting at this moment.

Seeing the grandparents and grandchildren hugging each other and crying, although Xin Ziqiu was sincerely happy, he was also sour and envious.

His parents had died early, and his other close relatives were no longer alive. Seeing that Jia Zhiqing was loved by her grandfather and found her father who was still alive, she couldn't help feeling a little sad.

At the same time, the scene in front of him also reminded him that Xuanming still holds the secret of his father that he has been looking for so hard...

What is the relationship between this woman and her father?
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In the evening, lights and festoons were decorated inside and outside Tianbo Mansion, and a large banquet was held in the main hall. Firstly, to thank Xin Ziqiu for saving Yang Jinhua, secondly, to celebrate Jia Zhiqing's successful resurrection, and thirdly, to greet Ma Fenggu and Zen Master Zhijing who had just arrived in the capital Wash the dust.

Except Taoist Xuancheng who excused himself to leave early, the rest of the people stayed for the banquet.

In the hall, the candles are brilliant, and the delicacies of the mountains and the sea are delicious, and everyone is pushing and changing glasses, which is a lively scene.

Madam She naturally took the main seat, and Mu Guiying took the first and second seat. She arranged a seat for Xin Ziqiu, and beside her, she showed great respect for this teenage boy.

Although the Yang family were all female relatives, they were all heroines without any restraint. During the banquet, many people came to toast and express their gratitude to Xin Ziqiu.

Xin Ziqiu also took everything that was ordered, cup after cup, gurgling like drinking water, and in a short while he drank several catties of baijiu.

When he was in Yan University, he was originally incapable of drinking, but now his internal strength is deep. Although he drank a hundred cups and his stomach was slightly distended, his fair face was as usual, talking and laughing happily, without any drunkenness.

Holding the wine cup, Yang Jinhua walked up to Xin Ziqiu and bowed profusely:

"Brother Xiaoqiu, sister Jinhua toasts you, thank you for saving my life!"

Xin Ziqiu also quickly stood up and raised his wine glass in return.

Under the dazzling light, one could see Yang Jinhua's eyebrows like spring willows, her eyes shining with stars, and her fair cheeks were slightly pink due to alcohol, like peach blossoms in March.

There was a slight sway in his heart, and he felt a little confused.

At this moment, outside the gate, the soldiers of the Yang family's mansion suddenly sounded their horns, humming, and then the sound of gongs and drums running out.

Someone shouted loudly:

"Mrs. Yipin Zhenlie, Princess Pingxi, Princess Eight Treasures of Shanshan Kingdom are here!"

Hearing this, Mu Guiying frowned and her face darkened.

In the hall, the atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point and became depressing.

Xin Ziqiu had a keen mind and saw the changes in the members of the Yang family. He felt a little baffled, so he asked Mu Guiying beside him:
"Marshal Mu, who is Princess Babao, why didn't you invite me here?"

Mu Guiying gave Yang Jinhua a hard look, sighed and said:
"Oh, it's all the fault of that stinky girl, Jinhua..."

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(End of this chapter)