Young White Horse: Born with a Poisonous Body and a Sword that Slays the Heroes

Wen Buping frowned:

"So...Zhao'er is using the three-inch ash that has been passed down from our Wen family?"

Wenhujiu shook his head frantically:

"Three Inch Ashes? I think you look like Three Inch Ashes. That damn thing can poison two people at most at a time... Zhao'er has killed hundreds of people in an instant... I think you have lost your mind!"

Just as the two were arguing, a lot of things that looked like they could kill people suddenly appeared on the ground -

Wen Yanzhao was seen taking out the emerald green top-grade peacock gall, crazy cream, and mind-boggling monkey powder from the storage space, while urging:

"Second uncle, little uncle, come and lend a hand!"

"These are all good things that you can't get at ordinary times. Look at the peacock gall, it weighs three taels! The largest one in Lingnan weighs only half a tael!"

"Look at this jujube paste. It's all recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas. Just flick a chopstick and half of the men, women, old and young in Lingnan will be reborn in paradise..."

"Look at this..."

Just as Wen Yanzhao's eyes sparkled with excitement and he was counting the treasures on the ground, Wen Hujiu and Wen Buping glanced at the colorful poisons on the ground.

Then they looked at each other at the same time, took a few steps back in horror, and ran out the door!

Hearing the two uncles fleeing the house, Wen Yanzhao sighed and shook his head:

"Alas... these two pillars of the Wen family who make and manufacture poisons actually have a day when they become afraid of poisons..."

"Life is really as lonely as snow..."

As he said this, he picked up the largest peacock gall, threw it into his mouth and chewed it happily.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house...

"A Zhao, it's me!"

On the ground at the door, a slanted figure was reflected

Wen Yanzhao recognized that it was Wen Lie's voice, so he responded:

"Brother Lie? Why are you here..."

Wen Lie leaned forward, his tone very calm:

"The master asked me to come find you"

"Grandpa? Does he have something to talk to me about? Oh, by the way...why didn't Grandpa tell me to go find him when we were having dinner just now?"

"The master was afraid that the young master and Uncle Ping would cause trouble, so... he asked me to come to you now!"

"Where to go?"

"The master is waiting for you in the inner hall"

"Got it, Brother Lie, I'll pack my things and go find Grandpa right away."

After receiving Wen Yanzhao's response, Wen Lie disappeared at the door of the room.

After a while, Wen Yanzhao changed into a simple and elegant long gown and entered the inner hall of the Wen family.

"Zhao'er! You're here. Did grandpa disturb your rest?"

Wen Lin looked at Wen Yanzhao with a kind face.

"How could that be? Grandpa, you came to see me so late, there must be something else, right?"

"Let me guess... Well, one is from the Beili royal family, and the other one... must be related to the Confucian Immortal!"

"Is what Zhao'er said right?"

Wen Yanzhao said as he stepped to the side of Wen Lin's armchair, poured a cup of tea and respectfully handed it to Wen Lin, then asked with a grin:

Hearing that Wen Yanzhao had guessed correctly, Wen Lin smiled happily:

"Wow! Zhao'er...how come you've become so smart in less than half a year!"

"You can see clearly what Grandpa is thinking!"

Wen Yanzhao raised his lips:

"Of course, don't you see whose grandson he is?"

Wen Lin was amused by Wen Yanzhao's words that praised both the grandfather and the grandson. Then Wen Lin took a sip of tea and cleared his throat.

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"Zhao'er, I'm not worried about the Beili royal family. Although this Lingnan Earl seems to be conferred by the emperor, he has granted us the title and wealth!"

"In fact, Emperor Tai'an is attracted by you and our Wen family's unique skills in making and using poisons!"

"Ever since you entered the half-step divine journey, it has become difficult for them to do anything bad to you. They are afraid that you will become the second Li Changsheng, so they are trying their best to win you over!"

Wen Yanzhao leaned against the table and said yes:

"Grandpa is right. Zhao'er came back from Tianqi this time because he was afraid that I would offend the emperor and Emperor Tai'an would harm our Wen family!"

"Fortunately, the eunuch Zhuo Luo who came last time was only conferred a title by the emperor's order... Grandpa, if Beili changed the emperor, he would still be my sworn brother. Do you think there is anyone in the world who can threaten our Wen family?"

Wen Lin looked at his grandson with deep eyes and for a moment he could not recognize him.

I've been away from home for only half a year, but I feel like I've grown up a lot

"Zhao'er, that Xiao Ruofeng probably uses you first, and friendship comes second, right?"

Wen Yanzhao nodded:

"Sure enough, Grandpa can't hide anything. This is all Wen Lie's credit, right?"

Wen Lin answered the question irrelevantly:

"Even if he becomes the emperor and becomes your sworn brother, you know the ending of the Yunxi Ye family. Although the Xilin Baili family seems to be safe and sound now, the emperor has never truly trusted my old relative!"

"I won't say anything extra. Zhao'er is not a child. Grandpa believes that you can handle some things well!"

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Chapter 127: The Confucian Immortal Weeps

Wen Lin's words made Wen Yanzhao silent for a long time.

That's right, when the birds are gone, the good bows are hidden, and when the cunning rabbit dies, the running dog is cooked.

Rights can be fought for together, but never shared together

The tragedy of Ye Dingzhi's family was a lesson for him. Wen Yanzhao's eyes gradually turned cold:

"Zhao'er is sometimes too idealistic. Grandpa's words really woke me up!"

"As the saying goes, we drink from the golden cup together, but we won't spare each other with swords. This is an eternal truth... Even if I support him to ascend to the throne in the future, and he makes our Wen family a marquis and a prime minister, I'm afraid that in the end he will not be able to escape the fate of General Ye Yu's family!"

Wen Lin stroked a string of beads carved from the skull of an arrowhead viper and sighed:

"Yes...Zhao'er, Grandpa is no longer interested in the disputes in the court. He just wants to quietly guard our Wen family."

"Your uncle is a carefree and uninhibited person. If we hand over the Wen family to him in the future, it's not impossible..."

"I'm just afraid that there will always be people coveting our Wen family's poison. Holding something that can destroy a city or a country is a threat in itself!"

"Zhao'er, Grandpa doesn't ask you to become famous or be appointed as a prime minister! Grandpa only hopes that you can live a happy and peaceful life!"

After Wen Lin finished speaking, he looked at Wen Yanzhao with infinite love in his eyes, and his eagle-like eyes actually showed a layer of tears.

"grandfather!"

Wen Yanzhao was deeply moved and held Wen Lin's heavy hand.

"Don't worry about Zhao'er. Zhao'er is now considered one of the strongest people in the world."

"I promise Grandpa that as long as Zhao'er is here, I will do my best to ensure that our Wen family is safe and sound!"

"If Emperor Beili doesn't want to sit quietly on his throne, if he really pushes us to the limit, we might as well rebel against him!"

"Our Wen family poisoned the civil and military officials of the Beili court. Xiao Baili instigated his grandfather, the God of Killing, to lead a hundred thousand wind-breaking troops to attack Huanglong. How could we be afraid of him, the emperor?"

Wen Lin pulled his hand out, stroked Wen Yanzhao's little head and said with a smile:

"Why, have you discussed this with my grandson?"

Wen Yanzhao blushed and stuck out his tongue:

"Hehe, not yet. I'll discuss it with Xiao Baili when I get back..."

Wen Lin waved his hand:

"No, Dongjun is still in Jixia Academy, and there are many spies in Tianqi City. It is better not to talk about treason."

"Zhao'er, Grandpa wants to discuss the second matter with you..."

……

The night is deep, a bright moon hangs high in the sky, the moonlight is like water

Wen Yanzhao sorted out the various poisons, took out a piece of letter from the storage space and put it in his arms, then said goodbye to Wen Lin.

He left the Wen family alone and went straight to the bamboo forest where he had practiced swordsmanship.

……

Lingnan, Bamboo Sea

The breeze ripples, the bamboo sea surges, and under the moonlight, Wen Yanzhao flies over and steps on the bamboo branches.

Looking from afar, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the lush peach forest surrounded by the sea of ​​bamboo was actually blooming with brilliant peach blossoms in early winter.

Wen Yanzhao no longer hesitated. With a thought, his figure turned into dots of light and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

"Yan Zhao, you're back!"

As soon as Wen Yanzhao entered the peach blossom forest, Gu Chen noticed

"Sir, Yan Zhao just came back to Lingnan to visit you today. Please forgive me, sir!"

The Confucian Immortal stood under a seventy-eight-foot-high phoenix tree, still wearing the same plain and elegant long gown.

"Where does the forgiveness come from? If it weren't for your elixir that deceived the world, the title of Confucian Immortal would have turned into a pile of yellow earth along with me!"