Immortality starts from the Red Mansion

Chapter 191 Mother and son meet

The spring rain continued, the earth revived, and in a blink of an eye it was time for scientific research.

Jia Hui watched Hong Yi walk into the examination room with his own eyes and felt confident, knowing that the rise of Yi Zi, the successor of the medieval scholars, was unstoppable.

In the huge hall of Daqian Palace, only Yang Pan and Hong Xuanji were left.

Qianhuang Yang Pan looked tired, "Xuanji, you and I, the monarch and my ministers, have had many problems in our practice recently. It seems that the theory of luck is not imaginary.

As the Lord of the Future, I calculated that there have been major changes in the destiny of this world.

There was also a flaw during the sacrifice of the boat of creation. There is a very high possibility that Taoist creation has been resurrected. "

Hong Xuanji's face was as dark as water. Ever since he received that beating, his cultivation had been stagnant.

Although he successfully broke through the mental barrier left by Meng Bingyun, the greater mental barrier caused by Jia Hui made Hong Xuanji unable to extricate himself.

"No matter what the situation is, I will definitely follow His Majesty, eliminate all dissatisfaction, and achieve unprecedented great achievements." Hong Xuanji began to express his loyalty again.

Emperor Qian Yang Pan nodded, "Xuanji, of course I understand your loyalty.

It’s just that the situation has changed drastically now. Even if I have a future master, I can’t count everything.

Plans for Taishang Dao and other sects can be slowed down and don't provoke too many enemies. "

Hong Xuanji also understood in his heart that now was the most critical moment for the Daqian Dynasty. Only when Yang Pan and he broke through together and repaired the boat of creation could the real showdown begin.

Yang Pan suddenly changed the topic, "I heard that you and Meng Bingyun's son Hong Yi took the spring exam?"

Hong Xuanji's face darkened, "The dog has little talent and little knowledge. Taking part in the imperial examination is just a fool's errand. The humble minister will take good care of the evil son."

Yang Pan shook his head and smiled, "Xuanji, it doesn't have to be like this. If your son is really talented, how can I not tolerate him.

I have the heart to unify the world, and the talent I need is in short supply.

I'm just a kid, am I still afraid that I won't be able to hold him down? "

Hong Xuanji's expression remained unchanged, "Your Majesty is saying that no matter what abilities the traitor has, he cannot escape from His Majesty's grasp.

As the Prime Minister's Grand Master, Wei Chen was going to inspect the examination room today, so he left first. "

Seeing Hong Xuanji's leaving figure, the expression in Yang Pan's eyes changed. After twenty years of being together as king and minister, Yang Pan still couldn't tell that something was wrong with Hong Xuanji.

"Xuanji, I hope you and I, the monarch and our ministers, can work hand in hand and not come to that point."

Emperor Qian Yang Pan was suspicious by nature, and he might not have known Hong Xuanji. It's just that Hong Xuanji's set of Neo-Confucian theories are the foundation for his progress and also a kind of constraint.

Unless absolutely necessary, or if Qianhuang Yang Pan falls out with him, Hong Xuanji will maintain the superficial skills of Junjunchenchen.

In a tall building not far from Chun Kao Gongyuan, Jia Hui and Li Qingzhao asked for a private room by the window.

Looking from a distance, in Li Qingzhao's eyes, there was a trace of literary spirit rising. It was obvious that there were many great talents among these candidates.

"I didn't expect that in this world, the principles of the medieval philosophers could actually be integrated into the world and become a law-like existence."

Li Qingzhao had a smile on his face, obviously realizing that this special power of law is difficult to see in other worlds.

Jia Hui smiled and said, "All the scholars from the Middle Ages worked together to reduce the Holy Emperor's title of Ninety-Nine Supremes to the Ninety-Five Supremes. Their merits are immeasurable.

But later, the principles of the philosophers were engraved between heaven and earth and became the mainstream of the world, which was another kind of constraint.

Hong Yi, the future Yi Zi, would carry forward the teachings of the medieval scholars to the extreme.

However, such a world is too monotonous. If Yi Dao flourishes, how can it compare with the blooming of a hundred flowers? "

Li Qingzhao smiled sweetly, "So, this is why you connect this world with other worlds?"

Jia Hui nodded and said with a smile, "This world is inherently imperfect, and those powerful monks are often able to accomplish feats such as replacing the heart of heaven with their own heart.

But this may not be a good thing for ordinary creatures. "

In the original work, Hong Yi's final achievements were very high. The entire Yangshen world respected Yi Dao, and the future of the world was completely in Hong Yi's hands.

Is this really good? A normal world shouldn't be like this.

Now when the incarnations of those with great supernatural powers grow up, the world will become more colorful.

Yi Zi's status as the son of the era will not change for the time being, but he may not be the protagonist of the next era.

The couple silently stared at the void above the Gongyuan. All kinds of literary qualities invisible to ordinary people are intertwined into beautiful articles there.

Jia Hui suddenly smiled and said, "Madam, if you take part in the imperial examination, you are guaranteed to be a blockbuster."

Li Qingzhao's eyes were bright and he had a confident smile on his face. "I will never lose to others in terms of literary talent. It's just that in this imperial examination, the emperor's preferences and taboos must be taken into consideration, and even the examiner's wishes must be taken into consideration. In order to pass, I couldn't do it." .”

Also, there is no need for a talented woman like Li Qingzhao to suppress her own thoughts and cater to others.

A group of people walked into the Gongyuan, embracing a middle-aged man wearing brocade clothes.

"Hong Xuanji is here," Jia Hui said with a smile. Although this guy may make some small moves next, but with Li Shenguang here, he probably won't let him get his wish.

Time passed little by little, and just as Jia Hui expected, Hong Xuanji came back angry and defeated.

The imperial examination was not over until dusk, when a bell rang, and the sergeants in the examination room began to collect examination papers.

One good thing about the Daqian Dynasty is that the imperial examination did not torture the candidates for several days in a row like Jia Hui's previous life.

When Hong Yi walked out of the Gongyuan examination room, he was relieved of the heavy burden in his heart. Once he passed the imperial examination, he was like a dragon in the sea and could show his talents.

Suddenly, Hong Yi noticed the gaze on a tall building in the distance, and then a voice came in his ear, "Hong Yi, you can come and talk."

Hong Yi was overjoyed, "He is my mother's friend. It turns out he has been paying attention to me.

Thinking about it, during this period of time, Wu Wenhou's mansion did not dare to make any more moves, probably because of this senior's deterrence. "

Hong Yi was extremely smart and quickly figured out the key.

The more he practiced, the more oppressive and terrifying he felt between realms.

His father Hong Xuanji is already a human immortal, and his mother's friend was able to suppress Hong Xuanji so that he could not resist. He is probably one of the most outstanding figures in this world.

Hong Yi walked quickly, and the restaurant was less than a mile away, and he arrived in a short time.

"Hong Yi has met these two seniors." The waiter led Hung Yi to the box. For the first time, Hung Yi saw the face of this mysterious senior clearly.

A young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, sitting across from him was a stunningly beautiful woman.

Jia Hui stood up and said with a smile, "Hong Yi, you don't have to call me senior, just call me fellow Taoist. This is my wife Li Qingzhao."

Hong Yi kept evading, "You are my mother's best friend, how dare Hong Yi be rude."

Then Hong Yi bowed again, "I've met Mrs. Li." Li Qingzhao smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Sister Bingyun and I have known each other for many years. We are like sisters and we are not considered outsiders."

Hong Yi was a little excited. Ever since he integrated the idea of ​​Meng Bingyun, he had doubts in his heart that his mother Meng Bingyun should have died.

Jia Hui smiled faintly. Since Hong Yi had a guess in his mind, he shouldn't hide it from him, lest he get into trouble later, which would be unsightly.

Following Jia Hui's thoughts, Meng Bingyun put down the book in his hand and walked into a portal that suddenly appeared in an exquisite and elegant pavilion in Xiaoqian World.

"Mother", when Hong Yi was still thinking about it, he saw a woman in a white dress appearing in front of him, and tears came out immediately.

"Yi'er, you have grown up too." Meng Bingyun has transformed into a fairy. Although the feeling in her heart is much lighter, there is still a trace of nostalgia.

Hong Yi knelt on the ground, his voice choked with sobs, "The child is unfilial. He doesn't know the truth about his mother's murder. He has always regarded the thief as his mother all these years."

Meng Bingyun chuckled lightly and helped Hong Yi up, "Yi'er, I died a long time ago, but fortunately I was rescued by Master Jia, and now I am reborn in my second life.

You were born bearing the fate of the ancient masters, and you have a bright future.

I appear in this world just to reassure you and save you from missing me in the future.

As for your father, leave it to your own devices.

I lived too hard in my previous life, and I have let go of all my feelings. I want to start a new life in this life. "

Hong Yi asked in every possible way, "Mother, since you are reborn, why don't you let your son fulfill his filial piety and serve you?"

Meng Bingyun shook his head and smiled, "Chier, you have already practiced to the point where you are only half a step away from ghosts and immortals, how can you still not see through life and death?

Now that I am free and free from worldly causes and effects, you should be happy. "

Although Hong Yi was extremely reluctant to leave, Meng Bingyun had no choice but to make up his mind and could only watch Meng Bingyun leave with tears.

"Senior, thank you for your great kindness in saving my mother. If you have any instructions in the future, Hong Yi will not hesitate to die."

After bidding farewell to his mother, Hong Yi gave a big gift and bowed to Jia Hui to express his gratitude.

Knowing that his mother was reborn, the biggest regret in Hong Yi's heart had been made up for, and even the ghosts and immortals seemed to have loosened their grip.

Therefore, Hong Yi's worship to Jia Hui was truly sincere, without any trace of falsehood.

Jia Hui also quickly stepped forward to help her and said with a smile, "Hong Yi, now your regret has been made up for, and Miss Meng Bingyun is safe and sound.

From now on, you can rest assured to pursue your own path, and we will no longer interfere in your affairs.

You are the son of the era set by the ancient philosophers, and all the difficulties ahead are the foundation for your bravery and diligence. "

As the words fell, Jia Hui took Li Qingzhao's hand, and his figure shattered like a bubble and disappeared without a trace.

"Senior", Hong Yi called out, but no one answered.

Hong Yi saluted again in the direction where Jia Hui disappeared, "I hope seniors will take more care of my mother."

Li Qingzhao, who had already returned home, chuckled and said, "Look, that little guy seems to think that Sister Bingyun is following you."

Jia Hui smiled awkwardly, it was better not to answer this question. Meng Bingyun was originally chosen as a way to understand the world, although it was because she knew a lot of things and was closely related to the protagonist.

But as time goes by, especially after living together in this small courtyard for several years, there is still a trace of daydream.

Therefore, Jia Hui would never answer Li Qingzhao's topic, which was full of traps.

But he said that after Hong Yi, Jia Hui and others separated, although they were a little reluctant to leave their mother, they separated as soon as they met.

But at this moment, Hong Yi had no regrets in his heart.

"Mother, although you are still alive, I will not let go of the two culprits, Mrs. Zhao and Hong Xuanji."

Hong Yi, who had relieved his heart, walked lightly and vigorously, and felt that the atmosphere in the evening was much better than usual.

Jia Hui no longer wants to care about what happens to Hong Yi later. The luck left by the heroic spirits of the medieval masters is not empty. This son of the era is destined to rise.

The next day, Jia Hui took Li Qingzhao to the wilderness. It was deserted and no one would come to disturb Li Qingzhao's seventh thunder tribulation.

"Madam, the seventh thunder tribulation is different from before. It is a qualitative change. Please be careful."

Although Jia Hui was fully prepared, when the critical moment came, he still had to give more instructions.

Li Qingzhao's physical body was sitting on the ground, his soul emerged from his shell, and he was almost no different from a real person.

Her face was beautiful and full of confidence, and her voice had a hint of excitement, "Husband, let's see how I prove my status as the Creator."

Like a goddess, Li Qingzhao rushed straight into the thunder and smashed the Creator's Gate with almost no effort.

After a moment, Li Qingzhao's soul fell and entered his physical body, and his beautiful eyes opened.

"Husband, I have become the Creator," Li Qingzhao said happily.

Although she was full of confidence before, she still couldn't help but be surprised when she actually achieved such a state.

Jia Hui laughed loudly, picked up Li Qingzhao and spun him around a few times, and then kissed his sweet thin lips fiercely.

"Husband, you are not ashamed even in broad daylight." Li Qingzhao's face was red and his breathing was a little short.

"Haha, this is a great event. I'm going to hold a conference tonight to celebrate it," Jia Hui said with joy.

"Bah", Li Qingzhao's cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

"Wouldn't this make other sisters laugh at me? I think you have bad intentions, husband."

Li Qingzhao easily saw through Jia Hui's plan to sleep with him.

Jia Hui's face fell, so it's not good to say that a woman is too smart. Whatever she wants to do can be seen clearly.

After finishing the joke, Jia Hui took out the White Dragon Sword and said with a smile, "Madam, let's see how the Heavenly Escape Sword Technique I have improved and deduced over the years has turned out."

After saying that, Jia Hui hugged Li Qingzhao's slender waist, and the White Dragon Sword, which had been promoted to an immortal weapon, turned into sword light and enveloped the two of them, leaving a space fluctuation before disappearing without a trace.

This is a wilderness, and Jia Hui doesn't have to worry about attracting attention by using magic that is different from this world.

Finally, in the residence in Yujing City, a sword light cut through the space, and Jia Hui and Li Qingzhao walked out.

Jia Hui smiled proudly and said, "Madam, what do you think of the sword technique I improved for my husband?"

Li Qingzhao saw that there was no one around, stood on tiptoes, and gently caressed Jia Hui's face.

"My husband's improvement is in sword skills. I'm afraid Lu Zu will praise him in person."

(End of this chapter)