Chapter 410

On the 25th and 25th of March of the lunar calendar, it is an auspicious day to marry, set up a bed, ask for heirs and offer sacrifices. Bogey, robbery and disaster.

In the morning, on the fifth watch, the sky was dark before Li Ming, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Zhao Sixi was called up and went to the main hall of the courtyard!

Under the lights, the Manchu auspicious clothes of the northern emperor are particularly eye-catching.

He straightened his back and stared at the wall, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhao Sixi crossed the threshold, walked in and said, "the emperor called me so early..."

Before the words fell, the northern emperor said, "I recognize you as an adopted son. I must tell my ancestors! Come with me to the ancestral temple to worship!"

Zhao Sixi was slightly stunned. No matter how ignorant he was, he also knew what it meant to worship his ancestors! Especially the descendants of the royal family such as the northern emperor, the concept of blood superiority and inferiority is deeply rooted.

The old man is determined and sincerely wants to accept him as an adopted son!

Zhao Sixi was slightly moved. It's more difficult for such a person who has been in the dungeon for half a life than to give his life!

But the old man obviously has a heart!

Zhao Sixi said, "OK!"

He stepped forward to hold the old emperor, and the old and the young went out of the door together and walked towards the ancestral hall.

Zhao Sixi suddenly found that among the six followers behind him, there was an old man with a bent body. The stick in his hand would beat the ground to explore the way from time to time. It seemed that he was blind. It took a lot of bodyguard experts to watch his steps!

On such an occasion, it was strange for him to have such an old guy follow.

Zhao Sixi didn't say much. He helped the old emperor to the ancestral temple in the backyard. Looking at the spirit tablets and statues enshrined in the huge ancestral temple, his back was cold!

There are no lights in the ancestral hall. Two large white candles and 18 oil lamps are always on. The dim light of the fire makes the ancestral hall a layer of mystery.

Looking intently, Zhao Sixi saw several memorial tablets consecrated high, Taizu, aixinjueronurhachi. Taizong Aixinjueluo, Huangtaiji, Shizu Aixinjueluo, Fulin... Rows and rows of sacrificial plates for the ancestors of the Qing Dynasty.

The door of the ancestral hall was closed from the outside. Only the old emperor and the old blind man were left in the ancestral hall!

The old emperor knelt on the center of the futon, kowtowed his head respectfully, and murmured, "aixinjue Luo Yurong, a man with a blue flag, is the eighth grandson of Qianlong! An unfilial son is guilty, and there is no future. Today, I sincerely accept Zhao Sixi as the adopted son and continue the glory of my ancestors..."

Zhao Sixi didn't expect that the old man would be so serious to accept him as his adopted son. Looking at the gray haired old man, he respectfully respected the incense candles in his hand and read the words of respecting his ancestors. He was moved.

When the old emperor asked him to kneel down, he did not hesitate and respectfully kowtowed a few heads to the emperors of all dynasties.

After all, it is the adoptive son, not the adoptive son. There is no change of name, but the old lord said seriously: "from today on, you are Zhao Sixi of the Zhao family and the son of I love xinjue Luo Yurong. Will you give you one?"

Zhao Sixi thought for a moment and said, "if you don't change your surname, change your name, of course!"

In the past, Zhao Sixi's father married Sixi, which meant that it was a cheap name to feed, but after all, it was a new society. His name was too cheap and he was afraid that his children would be laughed at, so he chose vulgarity instead of marrying cheap. His original intention was to feed with a cheap name. When Zhao Sixi grew up, he always said he would change his name.

"Zhao Qitian!" the old lord thought and said.

Zhao Sixi murmured several times, smiled and said, "I like this name!"

The old lord nodded, took Zhao Sixi's hand and said, "in the future, our father and son will take care of each other! I heard that your father lives alone in the South China Sea. If you have time to ask him, would you like to come to the northeast to accompany me, play chess, taste tea and have a chat!"

"Good!" said Zhao Sixi, lifting up the old emperor.

When the old and the young walked out of the ancestral hall again, the old blind man suddenly opened his mouth and said, "old lord, young Lord, I'm afraid there is a disaster of blood light today!"

The old emperor smiled indifferently and said, "disaster? Ask for a son to sacrifice. I have worshipped my ancestors! At noon, if there are people who don't have eyes, I don't mind killing them!"

When the old Lord spoke, he was murderous. He really had the momentum of an old man's anger to protect the calf.

"I'll solve today's problem! Just look at the old man!" Zhao Sixi grinned and said easily.

“……”

At noon, it was also the time of the banquet ceremony set by the northern emperor. The banquet was placed in the second Hall courtyard.

The Royal Palace has been hung up and down, filled with joy. The old man sitting in the hall was still wearing lucky clothes, and Zhao Sixi stood beside him.

There are a lot of guests coming and going, whether they are duplicity or sincere congratulations, but there is no one making trouble for the time being.

There were more and more people, but the three tigers and one shot did not attack as expected. There was a happy and peaceful school, but Zhao Sixi's nerve was tighter.

He had a hunch that under the calm water, there must be a deep-water bomb. Once it exploded, the scene must be out of control.

"Congratulations!"

"He Xi, Lord!"

“……”

Zhao Sixi's face was sour with laughter. Looking at Dong Dahai, Dong Dashan brothers and sun Shilin walking around the scene, although he was a little relieved, he couldn't be completely relieved!

This is the first time since his debut that Zhao Sixi has dealt with this scene that may get out of control at any time. He desperately recalls Xiao Xuan's style in his brain and desperately persuades himself to be calm!

"The emperor's life spans the ends of the world. His poems, etiquette and iron fist bear courage are all admired and recited by his brothers. It must be the same with the emperor's adopted son. It is said that when the emperor was young, one punch could kill a calf. I don't know if Mr. Zhao has such magic power!"

Among the guests, a fat man died. He didn't know whether he had drunk too much or got an order. He stood up with red light and pulled up the horn to embarrass Zhao Sixi.

Zhao Sixi was named, hehe smiled and said softly, "I can't kill a cow cub. How can I compare with my adoptive father! However, I have no problem breaking your eggs!"

"Hahaha..."

"Hahaha!!!"

When he burst into laughter, the fat man blushed. Zhao Sixi had a good time. He recognized the advice first, but the next sentence was a naked threat. If you want to make trouble again, my brother will beat you!

The dead fat man snorted coldly, glanced contemptuously at Zhao Sixi's small body and said, "OK, then I'll learn your tricks and see how you pinch and explode my eggs!"

Zhao Sixi looked at the old emperor. The tiger eyes of the northern emperor swept under the hall, smiled and said: "fist and foot have no eyes. However, it doesn't hurt for us Jianghu people to play with fists. However, the old man told me today that if anyone plays bleeding today, don't blame the old man for being able to settle accounts after autumn!"

Zhao Sixi heard the speech and came to the end slowly. He glanced at the fat man and said, "look at your fat! It's said that the fat man Ding Ding is small. How can I bear to start if I find that your eggs are small?"

The fat man was so angry that he jumped at Zhao Sixi as soon as he patted his fat short legs! Although he is fat, he is really flexible. Think about it. How can people who can enter the Beihuang banquet hall be anonymous?

Fat people are not only flexible, but also powerful. The strong wind of punching and punching gives people the feeling that you can break your bones and die of pain even if you don't see blood.

In contrast, Zhao Sixi seems weak, but it is obvious that Zhao Sixi has also been instructed by famous experts. His feet seem to follow a certain law, moving fast and hard to find.

Yuan Wuji gave all his skills to Zhao Sixi.

Zhao Sixi began to dodge and consume the fat man's physical strength! There is almost no cover up, it is consuming dead fat people! tqR1

But the fat man can't help it. Although he is flexible, he is huge after all. He can't compare with monkey players like Zhao Sixi!

In his slow posture, Zhao Sixi remembered that the monkey stole the peach, and Leng Buding made it out. The whole person jumped over like a flexible thin monkey, turned over in the air, and his feet were like hooks, hung on the fat man's neck, twisted his legs, mutated the scissors legs, cut up, hung upside down, and took out the fat man's crotch with his hands from the back

This move attacks from top to bottom. Although the action is not very elegant, it is very effective.

Before the fat man solved the encirclement of his neck scissors legs, the monkey stole the "peach" and screamed.

Zhao Sixi hit him right. Before the fat man came back, he jumped out from a distance. Hei hei said with a smile: "the egg is really small!"

Zhao Sixi's ridicule caused a burst of laughter.

No matter how young, NIMA is a man. It hurts when the egg is pinched and burst. A man can't bear it!

At this time, the hall was full of laughter. The fat man didn't care at all. He hurt so much that the cold sweat came out on his forehead. His knees were soft, he knelt to the ground, covered his crotch with his hands, and the whole person bowed into a shrimp.

"That's unreasonable. I'll teach you a lesson for the emperor!"

Between the words, I only heard a violent drink, and a big fist jumped up to Zhao Sixi!

Zhao Sixi hurriedly retreated after hearing the wind. After all, he is not a force player. This boxing style is definitely an expert. If he hits with one punch, he can't fly out directly?

"Bullying the small with the big? I'll meet you!"

Sun Shilin gave a violent drink, rushed from the door, picked up his fist and greeted him without saying a word!

With a loud bang, the two meat fists collided with the two iron fists, making a huge dull noise. Sun Shilin stepped back and looked up at the person who punched. It was the second bully tiger in the three tigers and one shot. He was also a man of nearly 60 years old. He was still very powerful. He had a hard fight with sun Shilin and seemed to have lost the upper hand!

Of course, only he himself knows that he can't fall!

For example, his whole arm was numb at this time, which was unknown to outsiders.

"The old man is so strong!" Sun Shilin arched his hand, didn't punch again, and gave a step to each other!

The old bully tiger blushed and didn't say a word.

The northern emperor coughed and said, "we'll be a family in the future. Let's stop here to meet friends with martial arts!"

Before the words fell, he saw a man walking slowly. His steps were very light and his movements were very fast. In the blink of an eye, he came from the door to the hall. When the people reacted, he was already in front of him.

"How can we meet friends by martial arts without my sword student?! the sword student came to congratulate the emperor!" the visitor was dressed in robes and smiled.

But the word Jiansheng alone was enough to cause an uproar!

Zhao Sixi and sun Shilin looked at each other and frowned! Jiansheng is here... If he wants to make trouble, who can defeat him?