Ming Dynasty Emperor System

Zhu Houzhao nodded and looked at the sky. At this moment, he said calmly: "Brother Duan, do you know that there are too many people in this world precisely because we lacked too much when we were young."

"Only when they grow up will they step into the world of martial arts without hesitation. The more they fight, the more afraid they will be of returning to a time when they had nothing."

"So, on this road of no return, they can only go all the way until death. This is the road of Jianghu. This is why the blood of Jianghu has never been dry!"

"People like you and me are among the most noble people in the world right from birth. How many people can there be in this world?"

"I remember that you told me in the past that you didn't like practicing martial arts. In your opinion, it was a way to kill people. You liked the principles of Buddhism."

"But haven't you seen that even the eminent monks of Shaolin Temple and Tianlong Temple have advanced martial arts skills to be able to reason with others?"

"When you were at Wuliang Mountain, you also discovered that, regardless of your identity as the Prince of Dali and the martial arts passed down by your Duan family, the great principles you spoke of were of no use at all."

"Even, because you have no martial arts, you can't even protect the people you want to protect, because you are too weak, you can't do anything, Brother Duan!"

Duan Yu's body was shaken. After hearing Zhu Houzhao's words, he realized that it was true. Just like when Mu Wanqing was attacked by Yun Zhonghe, he didn't even have the strength to protect Mu Wanqing!

People always understand some truths after they have experienced more.

Duan Zhengchun had tried to persuade Duan Yu countless times since he was young, but he could not get Duan Yu to practice martial arts. However, Zhu Houzhao's words at this time made Duan Yu almost enlightened.

"Duan Yu learned a lesson from what Brother Zhu said today," Duan Yu took a deep breath, nodded, and laughed at himself, "Duan Yu was too naive and didn't put himself in someone else's shoes."

"Perhaps, compared to Brother Zhu's friend, I, a playboy who talks a lot of truth but is actually good for nothing, is indeed extremely ridiculous."

Zhu Houzhao shook his head, as if he had lost the interest in continuing. Then, he looked at Duan Yu, stood there, and said with a gentle smile:

"It's nothing, it's just that the environment in which we grew up is different. Speaking of Brother Duan, there's nothing wrong with him. Okay, didn't Brother Duan say he wanted to take us to visit your father's palace?"

"I heard that Princess Zhennan lives in a Taoist temple all year round and refuses to return to the palace. She must have some quarrel with your father. I do have some eloquence, so maybe I can persuade her."

Yuxu Temple is a small Taoist temple near Wuliang Mountain in Dali. It is ordinary, but extraordinary.

I say ordinary because this Taoist temple looks really ordinary and nothing special. I say extraordinary because the people living in this Taoist temple are really extraordinary.

She is the daughter of the chief of the Baiyi tribe in Dali. Her status is extremely noble. She later married Duan Zhengchun, the Zhennan king of the Duan family in Dali. She was even more noble.

It's a pity that her husband is really not as good as Zhu Houzhao's father, nor is he a loving person, and she herself can't bear to share her husband's life with others.

So Dao Baifeng decided to become a monk and came to Yuxu Temple, but no one could persuade her to go back.

Dao Baifeng had a very bad temper, and he didn't give face to anyone in the entire Dali Duan family. However, she was very happy that only one person came.

Needless to say, everyone knows that this person is naturally Duan Yu. How can a mother in this world not kiss her own son?

When Duan Yu opened the door and saw Dao Baifeng, heartfelt smiles appeared on the faces of mother and son.

"Mom," Duan Yu chuckled and threw himself into Dao Baifeng's arms, really like a child who had not grown up.

Dao Baifeng rolled her eyes at Duan Yu: "You are such a big man, but you still act like a child. It's just a joke."

"Hehe," Duan Yu scratched his head in embarrassment and reached out to pull Mu Wanqing, "Come on, mother, let me introduce to you. This is Miss Mu Wanqing. She is a confidante I met in the world... "

Looking at Duan Yu's extended hand, Mu Wanqing suddenly felt a little resistant for some reason, and reflexively took a step back and saluted Dao Baifeng: "Wanqing has met Auntie."

Dao Baifeng smiled: "Yu'er has grown up, this girl is really pretty."

"This is sister Ling'er, and brother Zhu Houzhao," Duan Yu continued to introduce to Dao Baifeng, "They are all friends that Yu'er met in the world."

Dao Baifeng smiled and gave a Taoist nickname: "Since the three of you are Yu'er's friends, please come in! My Taoist name is Yuxu, so just call me Yuxu Sanren."

Everyone agreed, and Dao Baifeng went to prepare tea and meals, while the group stayed and had lunch.

After drinking and eating, Duan Yu finally couldn't help but speak: "Mom, you should go back with Yu'er! Our family can be reunited, isn't it good?"

Dao Baifeng's face darkened, she looked at Duan Yu and said coldly: "Hmph! Yu'er, do you want me to go back and see that betrayed man? Don't mention this matter again."

Duan Yu showed a hint of disappointment on his face. Although he would beg Dao Baifeng to go back every time he saw her, Dao Baifeng would reject him every time.

Since he was sensible, he has never been with his parents. He has had several reunion dinners. Reunion as a family is actually a big dream of Duan Yu's life.

"Auntie, you'd better go back!" Zhu Houzhao put down the wine glass in his hand and suddenly spoke, "There are some things where there is no use in escaping."

Dao Baifeng looked at Zhu Houzhao. Although he knew Zhu Houzhao's identity, he was not afraid. At this time, he said calmly: "Master Zhu, this is our housework. Please don't interfere."

"Really?" Zhu Houzhao's lips curled up slightly, and then he said with a smile: "Maybe this is not just a household matter between you, maybe!"

Dao Baifeng's face darkened, looking at Zhu Houzhao, and asked in confusion: "Master Zhu, what do you mean? Although I know your identity, I don't know it!"

Zhu Houzhao said: "Auntie, my nephew wants to have a chat with you alone. Within a cup of tea, I can definitely convince auntie to change her mind. I wonder if auntie dares to bet on this?"

Looking at Zhu Houzhao's calm and indifferent expression, Dao Baifeng nodded mysteriously: "Forget it, I'll give you a cup of tea and see what you can say."

After that, Dao Baifeng waved his sleeves and went to the back hall.

"Brother Duan, Miss Mu, and Sister Ling'er, please wait here with Yuantu." Zhu Houzhao smiled slightly and left the table, "Brother Duan, don't worry, I will definitely persuade your mother to go back and reunite with your father. .”

After that, Zhu Houzhao left the table and followed Dao Baifeng into the back hall.