Zhenhai Hou Mansion is busy.

After all, this time, Mr. Hou’s 60th birthday has been prepared since a year ago.

Not to mention anything else, the renovation and reconstruction of the entire Hou Mansion cost almost millions of taels of silver.

Even on the roofs of some mansions, a layer of real gold powder was painted, shining brightly under the sunlight and extremely brilliant.

There are also various pavilions and pavilions that have been rebuilt and repaired to varying degrees, and even a fairy tree that Zhao Yunlai, the second son of the mansion, so he has been transplanted from Jiufeng Immortal Island.

Speaking of the second son Zhao Yunlai, it can be said that the pride of the entire Hou Mansion is also the most satisfied son of Zhenhai Hou.

He studied literature at the age of three, practiced martial arts at the age of four, became a martial artist at the age of seven, and broke through to a martial artist at the age of ten.

Afterwards, Zhao Yunlai followed the great master Chu Zhongtian to the world with his sword, and broke through to the master's realm at the age of fifteen.

It can be said that among the thousands of warriors in the entire Daliang Kingdom, Zhao Yunlai's martial arts talents are all very good.

So when Zhao Yunlai was sixteen years old, the drunkard Chu Zhongtian asked the Zhenhai Hou Zhao Chengxi to find many treasures and treasures to help Zhao Yunlai open up a hundred acupoints.

Then the story went smoothly. Zhao Yunlai was taken away by the cranes of the Jiufeng Immortal Sect and became a true disciple of "natural immortal fate".

However, among the immortal sects in the Daliang Kingdom, Penglai is the most respected, and Jiufeng Mountain's status is slightly lower, so the strength of the sect is naturally much worse.

Therefore, Zhao Yunlai's talent could not be worshipped by the Emperor Yuanying, but was worshipped by a Jindan deacon from the Jiufeng Immortal Sect, and became his only true disciple.

This time, in order to celebrate his father's 60th birthday, Zhao Yunlai really invested a lot of money, almost exhausted his sect's contributions, and added a lot of spirit stones as a price to exchange such a "Huagai Xian Wood" from Jiufeng Mountain.

The growth cycle of this immortal tree is very long and can only grow one foot in ten years, and it does not bloom or bear fruit, and it has no value in refining elixirs.

However, its only value is to continuously release the essence of grass and trees to the surroundings through growth, and it is a very nourishing tree.

Especially for mortals who cannot absorb spiritual energy and practice, if a Huagai immortal tree is planted in the place where they live, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is not invasive of all diseases over the years, and its lifespan is even no less than that of some immortal cultivators in the early stage of Qi refining.

Even near the cave opened by those cultivators in the Immortal Sect, those who have the conditions will find ways to get a few such immortal trees, which can not only enjoy the viewing, but also increase the essence of the grass and trees in their cave. Maybe it can attract the birth of some spiritual objects such as ten thousand-year-old fungi species.

"Oh! I don't know if my son is here today. Nearly ten years have passed since he joined the Jiufeng Immortal Sect. Even if he sent this immortal tree to him, he was still entrusting others. I and his father and son have not seen each other for ten years."

After sobering up, Mr. Zhao Hou stared at the not-tall fairy tree outside his window, and became a little sentimental.

"My master should be happy today's birthday. It's a bit out of time. The second young master went to the Immortal Sect to practice. In the future, he will definitely be a god among the gods who can fly to the sky and escape the earth for hundreds of years. The master should be happy for him."

The butler Zhao Pu stood by respectfully and comforted Mr. Zhao and said.

"As soon as I enter the Immortal Sect, the mortal world is coming. When the crane arrived, I actually had a moment of being reluctant to let go. But I knew that he longed for that blessing land of immortals in his heart, hoping to become the gods who could fly with his sword and crisscross the sky and across the world. However... the path of immortals may not be really freer than our world!"

Still sighing, Zhao Chengxi sighed very rarely about his second son's cultivation of immortality.

Even the butler Zhao Pu was surprised to say something more and asked: "Master, is it better to be a god than to be a mortal? If being a god is so bad, why are there so many princes and nobles who have tried every means to send their children to the immortal sect?"

"As mortals, we may not be bad. And it may not be really good to go to the Immortal Sect to cultivate immortals. My ancestors of the Zhao family have also produced immortals. There is even a saying in the ancestral teachings of all generations that the Immortal Sect is uncomfortable, and it is a small disaster for five hundred years and a great disaster for a thousand years."

Speaking of this, Zhao Chengxi seemed to be recalling carefully, "The ancestor who cultivated immortals fell in a small disaster of five hundred years. If we count the time, I'm afraid it's not far from the thousand-year disaster..."

The housekeeper Zhao Pu grew up in Hou Mansion since he was a child, and he had never even been out of Shunyi City several times. His vision and knowledge were limited, so he naturally did not care about any disaster. Even if there was a disaster, the immortals would go through it.

He remembered what Miss Seven Zhao Jianjia asked for late night last night, so he changed the subject and said, "Master, Miss Seven broke into your room overnight last night, wanting you to marry her and Tang Can!"

"Tang Can? It is the Tang family who pretended to be a reincarnation of the Immortal Lord and then helped Chen Yonglian to guard Jinling City. He is known as the most handsome man in Daliang Kingdom? By the way! The best Moutai liquor I drank yesterday was also brewed by them. His father Tang Xun had two tricks. Even some old guys in the court admired the layout of Jinling City."

After carefully searching for the recent rumors about Tang Can in his mind, Zhao Chengxi, the Zhenhai Hou, waved his hand and said, "However, the Tang family has been in business for all dynasties and has a low status. It has just been enthroned as a viscount without military power. Just because of these things, they still are not qualified to marry Xiaoqi."

The housekeeper Zhao Pu reminded him kindly, saying: "Master, it's not that the Tang family wants to marry Miss Seven, but... Miss Seven can't wait to marry that Tang Can. She came overnight to ask you to give her a marriage. Seeing that you were drunk, she even scratched your soles of your feet and wanted to wake you up..."

"Cough! Cough...why? Xiaoqi is not such a superficial woman. Could it be that she was really bewitched by Tang Can's handsome appearance?"

When Mr. Zhao heard these words, he felt that his face was quite dull.

One is drunk yesterday's jar, and the other is that my baby daughter is actually rushing to marry a businessman's son.

But these two points are related to Tang Can of the Tang family, which makes him feel a little unhappy.

Any father who is a father will have a natural opposite emotion for the man his daughter likes.

"Yes, right? Last night, the old slave thought that Miss Seven was attracted by Mr. Tang's appearance. But when I asked this morning, it was really amazing. At the poetry meeting held by the third son yesterday, Miss Seven wrote a poem "Moon Sorrow", and then Mr. Tang's song "Water Temperament" which shocked everyone..."

As the steward of Hou’s Mansion, Zhao Pu naturally had to always grasp all the dynamics related to the people and things in the mansion.

Even though he didn't know the specific situation of the poetry meeting last night, he underestimated Tang Can, and countless news will be summarized to him this morning, especially all the relevant information about Tang Can's song "Shui Tu Songtou".

Even though Zhao Pu didn't have much knowledge and couldn't understand those profound poems and songs on weekdays, when he heard this song "Shuitu Songtou", he was shocked by the palaces in the sky and the jade pagodas described in it.

Not to mention, from the news that it was learned that not only the talented men present last night admired the song "Shuituo Songtou", but even spread to the capital overnight and spread throughout the Daliang Kingdom. Countless Confucian scholars and talents did not hide their love and praise for "Shuituo Songtou".

"What a good word! No wonder! No wonder! Tang Can understood Xiaoqi's lovesickness in "Moon Sorrow" and then improvised such a poem that has been famous throughout the ages. No wonder Xiaoqi was so in love with him."

At this moment, Zhao Chengxi, the Zhenhai Hou, who had no concern for the Tang family, had to face Tang Can's amazing talent.

Those who can write such poems, even if they only write such a poem in their lifetime, are qualified to be recorded in the history of various countries.

And his daughter Zhao Jianjia will become famous all over the world because of this poem.

Of course, the prerequisite for fame must be that she and Tang Can have a good relationship, which is truly an eternal story about a talented man and a beautiful woman.

If Zhao Jianjia fails to marry Tang Can, wouldn’t this “Shuitu Songtou”, which echoes "Moon Sorrow", become a joke?

Tang Can is a man, he can write poems and play with flowers, but Zhao Jianjia, a weak woman who boldly expresses her love with poetry, can't marry Tang Can, what can she do?

"Xiao Qi did the right thing! If there was no such song "Shuituo Songtou", whether she married Tang Can or not, she would have room for discussion and maneuver. However, when this poem was passed on, her reputation would be entirely on Tang Can. Even if the Tang family was not worthy of our Hou Mansion, they would have to marry him. And... the sooner it was confirmed, it would be best to block everyone's mouths!"

Thinking of this, Zhenhai Hou Zhao Chengxi no longer hesitated and immediately ordered the butler Zhao Pu, "Go and find Xiaoqi quickly and say I promised to give her a marriage, but there are some things that need to be told to tell her."

"The old slave goes right away, but according to the servants, Miss Seven left Mr. Tang in the morning and went straight to the master's treasure house."

After saying that, Zhao Pu hurried to the treasure house to find Zhao Jianjia.

However, less than half a minute later, Zhao Pu hurriedly ran back and shouted, "Master! Master! No! Miss Seven left a letter saying that she was going to Jiufeng Mountain to follow the second young master to cultivate immortality."

"What? What happened to Xiaoqi? Didn't he rush to ask me to give me a marriage last night? Why did he suddenly change his mind? Is it so easy to go to the Immortal Sect?"

After taking the letter, Zhao Chengxi was really anxious.

At this moment, a clear and high-pitched crane sound suddenly came from the sky above the Hou Mansion.

Many servants and guests in the mansion couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the sound of the crane.

"Crane! It's still a whole team of cranes. This is here to bring in the birth of immortal fate!"

"Look, isn't the one above Miss Seven? Could it be that the one who is attracting the crane is Miss Seven? Oh my God! What kind of Feng Shui treasure land is our Hou Mansion? The second young master ten years ago was born with a fairy fate. Now Miss Seven has also attracted the guidance of the crane."

"Two immortals are coming out of the first mansion. Do you think we can get a lot of fairy spirit when we do things in the Hou Mansion? Maybe one day we will be attracted by the immortal cranes?"

"Stop dreaming! With our cheap life, how can we compare with the young ladies and ladies of the Hou family? Why is it so unfortunate that Mr. Hou's 60th birthday is not over yet, and his beloved little daughter is about to leave."

...

The servants in the mansion stopped their work and looked up and talked. They saw a heroic figure standing on the top of the Wangxing Tower in the highest place in Hou Mansion. It was Zhao Jianjia, the seventh lady of Hou Mansion in Zhenhai.

At this time, she was full of qi and blood, and nearly fifty acupoints were opened. Her power level had already broken through to the peak of a martial artist, and she was only one step away from the level of a master.

She held a silver "Summoning the Immortal Order" in her hand. This was brought by her second brother Zhao Yunlai. As long as she uses the power of qi and blood to stimulate this "Summoning the Immortal Order", even if it is not a natural immortal fate, it can attract the guidance of the cranes in the sect. There is no need to be at the designated location, as long as the cranes within a radius of hundreds of miles can sense it and come to the guidance immediately.

Zhao Jianjia made up her mind last night. Not only did she swallow many immortal elixirs brought back by her second brother, but she was also not afraid of pain. She resisted the severe pain and let the violent breath of the elixirs open up the fifty acupoints in her body unscrupulously.

Fifty acupoints, which are revealed in the second brother's letter, are the minimum standards for being able to become a true disciple after entering the Immortal Sect.

Looking at the group of cranes flying towards her in the distance, Zhao Jianjia's heart surged. She had never been as eager to become stronger as she was at this moment, and she wanted to become the immortal among the gods who could fly to the sky and escape from the earth.

"Mr. Tang, after many years, Jianjia will learn and return as soon as possible to save you from the sea of ​​suffering. I will definitely live up to the "Shuitu Songtou" you wrote for me. Don't miss me too much. As your lyrics say, I hope that people will last forever and share the beauty of the moon! As long as I see the moon in the future, I will know that you are missing me..."

As the crane group approached, Zhao Jianjia bit her lip and looked down at the entire Hou Mansion, feeling quite sad.

She was looking for the most handsome face and the most handsome figure among the crowd below. How I hope she could take a look at Mr. Tang again before leaving after stepping on the crane and searching for the immortal!

However……

At this time, Tang Can was sitting by the bed, watching Sha Gu finish breakfast, and he really ate a hundred chicken legs and ten pig legs. Sha Gu was not full.

After half a burp, Sha Gu turned over to the bed and was about to continue sleeping. Tang Can hurriedly dodged away from the bed to avoid the fate of being suppressed again.

"Huh! Fortunately, I'm flashing..."

After wiping his sweat, Tang Can was really helpless and speechless about Sha Gu's big guy.

Only another day has passed, and Sha Gu's strength seems to have increased a lot.

Moreover, in this mode of eating, sleeping, and eating, I can’t count on Sha Gu to help.

Trepidation!

After Tang Can confirmed that Sha Gu was already asleep, she was turning around and planning to leave, but there were loud crane sounds coming from the sky.

Take a quick trick!

The fool, who was still sleeping so deeply that he would not wake up even if the sky fell, immediately widened his eyes. The round bun face was so happy that he almost opened his eyes. He quickly turned over from the bed and shouted excitedly at Tang Can: "Big fool! There is something delicious again!"
Chapter completed!