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"Brother Song is the reincarnation of the Martial Star, and will become a majestic general in the future."

Renbao raised his chubby little hand, pretending to do some calculations with his fingers, while glancing at Minister Song with his little eyes.

Minister Song looked stunned.

He had never thought about it in that direction.

Especially after Song Zhizhang left, he wanted to keep Song Mo by his side even more.

"Uncle Song, don't you believe me?" Seeing that he didn't speak, Renbao pouted, her tone a little anxious and a little aggrieved.

Minister Song hurriedly said, "I certainly believe in the Little Celestial Master. His going to the border and dying on the battlefield for the country is a glorious thing for my ancestors. But he is my only son, and I am truly afraid."

During this period, even though I knew he wasn't cut out for studying, I still insisted on making him sit on the sidelines, and it didn't sit well with me either.

Renbao patted his shoulder: "I know, Uncle Song is worried about Brother Song's safety, just like Daddy worries about me every time I go out. Parents' hearts are always full of love and concern."

She spoke her last words like a little adult.

The gloom in Minister Song's heart dissipated considerably: "The young Celestial Master is truly clever. In your opinion, when will he depart for the border?"

Before Renbao could reply.

Song Mo, who had been eavesdropping at the door, pushed it open and entered. His eyes were red as he looked at Minister Song and knelt down with a thud: "Father, I am not good at studying. Everyone has their own expertise. Perhaps my path lies in joining the army. Thank you for your blessing, Father."

"Alright, get up. What kind of man are you, crying like this?" Minister Song scolded, a tear quickly flashing across his eyes.

Song Mo stood up, rushed over and hugged him, sobbing, "Father, I will come back alive."

Renbao, caught in the middle, coughed and cried out in a childish voice, "Brother Song, let go! You're choking me!"

Song Mo stood up gratefully. At the same time, he felt a cold aura behind him. He turned around but saw nothing.

"Master, you came to this mortal realm just to see Renbao."

Ren Hengjue was hidden in the void, with a black dragon of the Xuanming hovering around his shoulder. It guessed that its master liked cute little babies like Ren Bao.

It used its dragon head to rub against Renhengjue's head, deliberately making a soft, low hum.

Ren Hengjue glanced at it coldly: "Straighten your tongue before you speak, or you'll lose it."

Xuanming Black Dragon: ?

This isn't what I expected!

Ren Hengjue stood on the roof of the Su residence, watching Renbao get into the carriage and leave before disappearing from the spot.

After Renbao left the demon realm, he didn't sleep all night. He estimated that it was dawn in the human world, so he came, just to see Renbao.

On that day, Minister Song entered the palace and informed the emperor of Song Mo's idea of ​​joining the army.

The emperor agreed.

The following day, Song Mo rode out of the city and headed for the border.

The women of the Song family supported each other and escorted him all the way to the city gate.

Song Mo turned around and waved his hand, "Grandmother, Father, Mother, Aunt, go back quickly. I will definitely achieve great military exploits and return to the capital. I will never be a coward!"

He also brought with him the letter that Renbao wrote to Pei Yuru.

When he asked Renbao for his comments.

Renbao said six words: "My mother is your master."

Even before meeting Pei Yuru, Song Mo already placed her on the same level as his father in his heart, and respected her!

"Yu Ru impersonated Gu Feng and went to the Northern Frontier. Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing right away?" Pei Mu arrived at the Su residence with disbelief and anger, followed by Pei Gu Feng, who was unable to defend himself.

Pei Mu took Fang Shi to stay in the suburbs of the capital for a while.

Pei Gufeng then went to the academy to study, intending to take the imperial examination again. After they returned to the Pei residence, the two did not meet again.

His news was a bit delayed. He had intended to go back to the manor to get something, but ended up coming face to face with Pei Mu.

Both of them were stunned.

Pei Mu sat in the main seat.

Su Xuance and Pei Gufeng stood in the middle of the main hall, heads bowed.

"This is a crime of deceiving the emperor. You two, one a Minister of the Court of Judicial Review and the other a military advisor from the Northern Frontier, are not three-year-old children. Who came up with this idea? Who instigated Yuru?" Pei Mu slammed his hand on the table beside him.

Crash! The table shattered into pieces in an instant.

Su Xuance looked at Pei Gufeng: Second brother-in-law, I was unaware of this matter either!

Pei Gufeng moved his lips, just as he was about to take on the firepower alone.

A soft, sweet voice came from behind: "Grandfather, don't be angry. It was Renbao's idea."

Renbao ran in from outside, grabbed his sleeve with her chubby little hand and shook it, continuing to whine in a soft voice.

"It's all Renbao's fault, Grandfather, hit me!"

Renbao tilted his chubby little face up.

Pei Mu's words vanished. He reached out and picked Renbao up, saying, "How could it be Renbao's fault? Grandfather is not angry anymore."

Su Xuance and Pei Gufeng exchanged a glance and both breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, Dao Xuan arrived.

Pei Mu hurriedly stood up: "Master Daoxuan, please sit down."

Dao Xuan looked somewhat uneasy. He had come to abduct Little Yama, but he hadn't told Su Xuance yet.

"No need to sit. This old Taoist has other matters to attend to. I've come to say goodbye." Dao Xuan looked at Ren Bao and gave her a meaningful look.

Renbao nodded, and was about to take a step towards him when she stopped. She tapped her index fingers together; she hadn't told her father about going to the Mystic Arts Conference yet.

She gestured to Daoxuan with her eyes: Xuanxuan, you speak.

Dao Xuan was dumbfounded: So you haven't told me yet, Little Yama? The arrow is already on the bowstring!

"that."

"Father."

Dao Xuan and Ren Bao spoke at the same time, then fell silent, the old man and the young man looking at each other.

Even Pei Mu, a rough and uncultured man, could tell that something was wrong.

Su Xuance spoke first: "Does Abbot Daoxuan have something he needs Renbao to do?"

Dao Xuan chuckled dryly twice: "As expected of Lord Su, your mind is truly brilliant. This old Daoist wants to take Renbao to the Mystic Arts Conference."

Renbao nodded: "Yes! Renbao wants to be the champion of the Mystic Arts Tournament!"

Since his daughter had said she was going, Su Xuance respected her wishes, no matter how reluctant he was to let her go.

The three grown men escorted Renbao to the entrance of the Su residence, watching her small figure disappear without looking back with reluctance. Su Xuance's heart, that of an old father, was shattered.

"Renbao, your father is watching you. Aren't you going to turn around and say hello?" Daoxuan didn't dare to turn around either; he felt guilty.

Renbao kept his head down and remained silent.

Dao Xuan noticed something was wrong with her. He looked down and saw that Ren Bao's beautiful, grape-like eyes were misty with tears. She was pursing her lips, trying not to cry out.

"I'm a little reluctant to leave Daddy." Renbao's nose was red, and his wet eyes were filled with affection.

Dao Xuan picked her up with a pained expression. He, who was usually carefree, felt a pang of guilt. He was really a terrible person. Little Yama was only three years old, and he had already tricked her into leaving the house.

A sneer suddenly rang in his ears.

A golden sign appeared before his eyes: "Otherwise, why don't you release Little Yama back?"

Dao Xuan snorted irritably: Fine, Ancestor, if our Qingshan Temple loses, it will be you who loses face. I am just a temple master, it doesn't matter to me!

Grandmaster: .....

With a whoosh, he shook the God of Wealth and poured out several kilograms of gold in front of Renbao to make her happy.

"So much gold!" Renbao turned his little head to look, his eyes sparkling. He jumped down from Daoxuan's arms with a "Wow!" and stuffed the gold into his pouch. He wiped away his tears with his chubby little hands. "Let's go! My divine beast mount, Renbao is here!"

Dao Xuan was stunned. Was he appeased just like that?

Money is really useful!