Traveling through the divine eagle: the first sword of Quanzhen

Chapter 20 Marry Your Sister-in-Law

"Your sister-in-law, Su Yuan, you have to pay special attention, but I can tell from her eyes that she doesn't hate you. If the two of you get married in the future, there will be no problem for my mother." Liu continued.

"What!?" Li Qingwei exclaimed.

He felt that he had heard wrong just now, his mother actually wanted him to marry his sister-in-law.

Traveling to ancient times, is there such an exciting thing?
Hearing Li Qingwei's exclamation, Liu's graceful and luxurious face was filled with coldness, and she said seriously to her son: "What? Do you despise Su Yuan? My son has to take a long-term view. As the wife, you must Leave it to her, although Su Yuan's father is only a small family, the Haila Su family is quite powerful in the court, and many of Su Yuan's brothers and sisters are married to nobles in the court, and even the royal family. If you want to gain a firm foothold in the court, such a political marriage is indispensable. As long as the status remains unchanged, don't you need as many beauties as possible?"

Hearing his mother's reprimand, Li Qingwei smiled wryly.

Li Qing shook his head slightly and said: "Mother, that's not what my child said. I have never heard of uncle and sister-in-law getting married since ancient times. Isn't this an act of a beast?"

After listening to her son's words, Liu Shi was so frightened that she hurriedly blocked his mouth.

After Liu looked around subconsciously, she twisted Li Qingwei's face and said, "Nonsense!" After sternly reprimanding her, she continued with a laugh, "Even if it's the truth, you can't tell it."

Mrs. Liu put her hand on her forehead and sighed, "Yes, the eldest sister-in-law is like a mother. This is indeed a matter of incest and immorality in the eyes of us Han people, but my son, don't forget whose subjects we are now, the Mongols. Human. The Mongolian tribe pays attention to the succession of father to son, brother to brother. In addition to one's own sisters, there is also a mother. The rest of the women are inherited by the successor male."

Speaking of Liu Shi stood up, she looked at the rising sun and said: "It's just that your father doesn't have any other concubines other than his mother, otherwise, let alone your elder brother's two women, even your father Your concubine’s room will also belong to you.” At this point, Liu smiled wryly and continued: “If your eldest brother is a perfect man, after your father dies, your mother will also become his woman.”

Li Qingwei listened to Liu's words with his mouth wide open. He had learned this history when he was in school. This marriage system was called "Successive Marriage".The explanation in history textbooks is that because nomads have low productivity and lack of resources, they need to use this method to continue the population of their own tribe.

It's just that one day, when the professional terms in the history textbook happened to her, Li Qingwei still couldn't help but feel a chill.

Although he liked the idea of ​​eating dumplings in his previous life, but if it really came, he couldn't accept it.What's more, his target is a famous and surnamed sculpture Qunfang, not a Mongolian woman.

Thinking of staying in the Hou Mansion and marrying a barbarian woman, Li Qingwei shuddered uncontrollably.Although Su Yuan has an outstanding appearance, her behavior is not as rude as a barbarian, but like Xiaojiabiyu from the blessed land in the south of the Yangtze River.But due to her status as a barbarian, Li Qingwei still couldn't like her.

But right now, going to Shaolin is the most important thing, as long as you get the Nine Suns Manual, after you have accomplished your magical skills, you can even stand shoulder to shoulder with the five masters in the world. At that time, you will be able to capture the Mongolian emperor in the middle of the battle, and it will be just a matter of lifting your hands.Wouldn't it be easy to get rid of a Mongolian woman?
Thinking of this, Li Qingwei hastily agreed: "In this case, the child will be arranged by mother." In order to win the trust of his mother and show his loyalty, Li Qingwei continued: "Hey! The life in Zhongnan Mountain is hard, where can I have a happy life at home? Mother You are so considerate of the child, the child is so happy."

As he said that, Li Qingwei threw himself into his mother's arms like a seven or eight-year-old child.

Liu Shi also hugged her precious son, she felt that she was worrying too much.My son has suffered so many years in the mountains, and now he has returned home. The life in the Hou Mansion is extravagant, and he knows how to taste it. Naturally, he doesn't want to go back and become a Taoist priest.

Li Qingwei let go of his mother, and he asked: "What about the child's going to Shaolin?"

Mrs. Liu hugged her son tightly and said: "There is no rush, I will arrange for my son for my mother. Shaolin abbot Tianming Chan Master and your father are old friends. Over the years, the Hou Mansion has sent incense to Shaolin. Money. My son’s going to Shaolin must be because he wants to go to the Sutra Pavilion. For my mother, as long as she doesn’t borrow Shaolin’s secret martial arts classics and is accompanied by someone, Zen Master Tianming will save face.”

Hearing his mother's words, Li Qingwei gave a cold snort. In Jin Yong's martial arts world, Shaolin was the one he disliked the most. Leaving aside the fact that Zhang Cuishan and his wife were forced to death during the Yitian period, Shaolin was the one who besieged Guangmingding.He still remembers that Baodong in Tianlong Babu once teased Shaolin Temple as "a treasured geomantic omen for raising illegitimate children."

Not to mention that in Yitian, Zhang Sanfeng put on the airs of the next generation of masters, showed his old face, and waited three days and three nights in front of Shaolin Mountain with Zhang Wuji, the old and the young.

However, the "Buddhist masters" who are "compassionate", open their mouths to "Amitabha Buddha" and shut their mouths to "goodness", shut their gates tightly and refuse to save them.He is much more cold-blooded than Hu Qingniu, the real "do nothing to help" and "devil sect scum".

Because of the classic "double standards" of Shaolin monks in Jin Yong's world, Li Qingwei didn't like the Shaolin school before Xiaoao.If it weren't for the Nine Suns Scripture hidden in Shaolin's "Langa Sutra", he would not want to go to the Shaolin Temple, which claims to be the ancestor of "World Martial Arts".

In Li Qingwei's eyes, "Kungfu in the world comes from Shaolin" is nothing more than Wang Po selling melons and boasting, and she puts gold on her face.

Of the Shaolin masters in Jin Yong's world, Li Qingwei only respects two of them. The first one is Wu Se Zen Master, the first master of Shaolin Arhat Hall who is based on chivalry and does not lose righteousness.The second is Zhang Sanfeng's master Jueyuan Master.

Because of what modern Shaolin did, and the negative description of Shaolin in Jin Yong's later martial arts, Li Qingwei really didn't like Shaolin.

"Hmph! What Shaolin? When I complete the Nine Suns Divine Art, the first thing I do is to break into Shaolin's so-called Eighteen Bronze Man Formation and try the power of the Nine Suns Divine Art." Li Qingwei thought to himself.

After the mother and son exchanged greetings, the Liu family sent people to pave the way for Li Qingwei to go to Shaolin. Since the Jinren went south, the Shaolin Temple has closed its gates tightly. If there is no money, it is impossible to knock on the gate of Mount Tai, the world's martial arts.

Not to mention that Li Qingwei still wanted to enter the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, the most important place in Shaolin Temple, but if his son asked, a mother would naturally go all out.

Although this matter would be difficult for others, in Liu's view, it was just a little troublesome and not difficult.

Let's not talk about Luoyang Marquis Mansion's relationship with Zen Master Tianming, as well as its local powerful status.

Even if it was smashed with the Wanguan family wealth of the Hou Mansion, the door of the Buddhist scriptures pavilion would be smashed open!

(End of this chapter)