Marquis of Shang

Chapter 38
After paying the tribute, Chen Qingxiang came to Qinghe scholar-officials, where they lived in Qinghe Dayi.

Located in the center of Qinghe Dayi, the mansion of Qinghe Dayi is like a city.

At the mansion of Dayi in Qinghe, Chen Qingxiang, as the owner of Xiaoyi in Huangshi, begged to see Chen Weiyao, a scholar-bureaucrat in Qinghe.

An hour later.

Chen Qingxiang entered the mansion under the leadership of a slave with great cultivation in the mortal realm.

The two walked for about two quarters of an hour, passing through layers of guarding lines of soldiers.

Only came to a gorgeous palace in the mansion.

There is no bloody accident.

Chen Qingxiang successfully met Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, Chen Weiyao.

It is sitting on the main seat of this palace, and two beautiful middle-aged women in a dangerous situation are guarding on both sides.

When I came to the time when I was about three feet away from Chen Weiyao, a scholar-bureaucrat in Qinghe.

Without hesitation, Chen Qingxiang knelt down and worshiped.

"Great-great-grandson Chen Qingxiang, pay homage to Lord Gaozu."

For Chen Qingxiang, it is right and proper to obtain everything from his predecessor, inherit all the social relations from his predecessor, accept its causes and accept its consequences, and bow down to Chen Weiyao.

What's more, for Chen Qingxiang, who was just an ordinary person before crossing, the bottom line of the three views is very flexible.

There is nothing embarrassing about bowing down to an old man over 100 years old, just respect the old and love the young.

While kneeling, Chen Qingxiang intentionally let out a faint hint of ominous aura.

Immediately, Chen Weiyao, a Qinghe scholar-official who was originally smiling, froze for a moment and restrained his smile.

After a full breath, Qicai said to Chen Qingxiang with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Xiang'er, get up quickly and come to Gaozu, let me take a closer look."

Then he waved his hand to let the slave who brought Chen Qingxiang back to leave.

Immediately, a layer of totem Dharma Realm covered the entire palace.

At this time, Chen Weiyao, a scholar-bureaucrat in Qinghe, looked at Chen Qingxiang who had stood up and fully displayed his vicious aura.

Let out a gratified laugh.

"Good, good, good..."

When he came to Chen Qingxiang, he grabbed Chen Qingxiang's hand and carefully felt Chen Qingxiang's foundation that after disguise, he was far beyond the normal evil.

He was overjoyed immediately, and said to the two beauties full of joy.

"I am like a great-great-great-grandson, with the talent of a god."

The two beauties covered their mouths and smiled when they looked at Chen Weiyao, a Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat who lost his composure.

They also said happily together.

"Congratulations, my lord, there are successors..."

……

Emperor Yi, 830, spring.

March 26, noon.

The entire Qinghe Dayi was detonated by a piece of news.

The scholar-officials of Qinghe informed the six officials of heaven, earth, spring, summer, autumn and winter in Qinghe.

His great-great-great-grandson, Chen Qingxiang, at the age of nineteen, broke through the totem danger and achieved two layers of natal spiritual image totems.

Based on the legal principles of the Chen clan of Qinghe, he must be established as the "prince son" after three days.

As the news spreads.

The heir to the evil realm named Xu (xu) Ling who met Yinmu, the general of the hundred people.

Hearing this news, he was filled with regret.

With a fierce face.

"I regret it!"

……

Qinghe Dayi, Xiao Zongbo's mansion, in a compound to the west.

A young man was watching several beauties dance with a smile on his face.

Suddenly heard, the subordinate urgently reported.

Only then waved the beauty back.

After counting the interest time, one person entered directly.

Holding a roll of bamboo slips in both hands, he knelt down and said.

"Master Bai Ling, this is the news that your lord has just received, please read it over."

"Oh, what news does my father have, in such a hurry?"

Taking the bamboo slip that was handed over, he opened it casually.

Just count the interest time.

His smile was gone, his face became ashen and furious.

"Chen Liang, Chen Liang, you should die!"

Roared directly to vent.

"Who will contact Xiong Qiu to destroy Huangshi's lineage? Is that what you did?"

"I'm going to smash your corpse into thousands of pieces..."

……

Among the six people who are qualified to inherit the position of scholar-officials in Qinghe, and the forces around them.

When they saw the news, they all fell into disbelief.

Qinghe Dayi, one of the six officials, the mansion of Sikong, the head of Dongguan.

Among them, Chen Qingxiang's uncle, who died earlier than his mother, was twenty years older than Qinghe's current winter magistrate, Sikong, whose surname was Ji, whose family name was Ren, and who was Ren Choucheng.

After a while, Qicai said to a young man in his twenties who looked similar to him with a smile on his face.

"Chen Luan, look at the news."

"You are always proud of your talent, and you will definitely be able to achieve the totem danger before 25."

"Look at the news, I see what face I have."

"Father, let me see what the message is!"

The young man named Chen Luan was surprised when he heard his father's words. He took the bamboo slips and opened them.

Suddenly his face froze.

"Father, have you made a mistake in this information?"

He looked at his father in disbelief.

"That little cousin, I saw him often four years ago. Although he has a little talent, he is not so scary!"

It was unbelievable, but the young man knew his father wouldn't make such jokes.

After being stunned for a moment, he thought of his little cousin who was running behind his buttocks, but now he came from behind and achieved the totem danger, and a sense of urgency suddenly emerged in his heart.

Put the bamboo slips on the table.

"Father, I seem to have realized something, let's go and practice first."

After speaking, he left quickly as if there was a fire behind his buttocks.

……

Not to mention the reactions of all parties in Qinghe.

At this time, Chen Qingxiang had already changed into a set of regular clothes.

In the mansion of Dayi in Qinghe, on the spirit elephant platform with a length and width of hundreds of feet, a three-day fast began.

Prepare for the position of "Eldest Son" three days later.

And so hastily held the "eldest son" ceremony.

It was Chen Weiyao, a Qinghe scholar-bureaucrat, who, to avoid long nights and dreams, first determined Chen Qingxiang as the first heir based on legal principles and facts.

As the "eldest son" of the crown prince, he controls part of the authority of Qinghe's guardian spirit totem.

Only in this way can various accidents be avoided to the greatest extent.

With the spread of the news that the "eldest son" will be established in three days.

The owners of the small towns and even the middle towns who came to Qinghe Dayi to pay tribute also began to inquire about the news.

……

At night, a home of Chinese people.

In the main house, Chen Bailing, who was full of rage during the day, sat opposite to a middle-aged man in Xiao Zongbo's fancy clothes.

Throughout the main house, the pattern of the totem pattern circulates, isolating the inside and outside.

The two even showed their natal totems, superimposed the totem law world, and once again isolated the inside and outside.

Under these layers of protection, Chen Bailing, who is qualified to inherit, said to the middle-aged man with an impatient face.

"Father, what should we do now?"

"We have a hatred for killing our father."

"When he ascends to the position of the eldest son and the position of scholar-bureaucrat, I'm afraid it will be the time when our family and even our family will be destroyed."

Looking at the appearance of his only son whom he was originally proud of, the middle-aged man in Xiao Zongbo's fancy clothes knew that he was still used to it and lacked experience.

There was a sigh in his heart, but there was a distant and peaceful elephant cry from his mouth.

(End of this chapter)