Chen Qingling's Daughter

Chapter 22 The Book of War

Early in the morning, a group of children from the Lan family gathered around the kitchen, looking anxious and helpless, Lan Chengan jumped up anxiously: "Have you invited Mr. Hanguang and Mr. Zewu?"

The kid on the side nodded: "I've already been invited."

When Lan Zhan hurried to the kitchen, he immediately saw Lan Jingyi hugging Wen Sheng's arm like a gecko: "No, you can't do that."

Wen Sheng's other hand, which was not held, held a fat old hen tightly, and looked up at the sky: "I'll just kill a chicken, not your whole family, what are you stopping me for?"

"Killing is strictly prohibited in the unknown place of Yunshen." Lan Zhan looked at Wen Sheng coldly, not feeling his coercion at all.

Wen Sheng blinked his eyes, turned his head to look at Lan Jingyi who was still on his body, and asked innocently, "Really?"

Lan Jingyi nodded hastily, Wen Sheng speculated for a moment, and nodded: "That's fine." After finishing speaking, he didn't say what he was going to do, and strode out with the old hen in his hand.

Lan Zhan watched Wen Sheng's walking steps away, and always felt that it was impossible for Wen Sheng to leave so happily.

But he turned his head to look at the children from the Lan family who were patted on their chests one after another, and suddenly felt that if he just left like this, he might miss something.

Sure enough, Wen Sheng came back not long after, but this time he was holding a hen whose throat had been cut and bled. Judging by the color of its fur, it was probably the one just now.

Lan Qiao stared at Wen Sheng a little stunned, but suddenly felt a little funny, how many years ago, Wei Ying was like this too.

But even this couldn't stop the blue veins on Lan Zhan's forehead from throbbing, but Wen Shengke didn't care what Lan Zhan's expression was, he threw the slaughtered hen to a cook the Lan family had never seen before: "Old Wu, it's the old rule to cook soup, skim off the oil at noon and serve it to Yuan'er and Wuxian."

After finishing speaking, Wen Sheng hugged Lan Zhan and dragged him straight out of the kitchen: "Let's go, let's have a drink."

Lan Zhan's strength was not small, but it was useless in the arms of the tall and burly Wen Sheng. Anyway, Wen Sheng easily dragged him out of the kitchen.

Lan Zhan could only force himself to be calm and say, "Alcohol is forbidden in Yunshen."

Wen Sheng pressed Lan Zhan to the side of the table, brewed a cup of tea with his own hands and pushed it over, and then handed a cup of tea to Mr. Ze Wu who was called over, and then said to Lan Zhan, "Come on, Yun Shen doesn't know where alcohol is forbidden , What does Wuxian drink every day? White water?"

Lan Zhan, who was slapped in the face by Wen Sheng, didn't feel that there was anything to be ashamed of, and just replied flatly: "Wei Ying is addicted to alcohol."

"If he likes you, give him a drink?" Wen Sheng licked the corners of his lips, a little disgusted with Lan's Su Zhai.

Lan Zhan nodded seriously: "As long as he is happy."

Wen Sheng glanced at Lan Zhan, couldn't help but gave him a thumbs up, but couldn't help but said: "However, let me advise you, he is not in normal health now, so don't drink for him." He said hello again Lan Zhan said: "My Wen family has a person who is good at brewing wine. He has the skill of brewing low-alcohol wine. Even pregnant people can drink lightly every day." As he said, Wen Sheng looked at Lan Zhan, who was a little shiny. Eyes: "When I brought the cook over last night, I brought him too, and I'll send it to you later."

Lan Zhan was overjoyed in his heart, but he didn't show much on his face, he just stood up and bowed to Wen Sheng, "Thank you brother-in-law."

Wen Sheng pulled Lan Zhan to sit down, "Hey, we're all family, so why not be polite."

Lan Xichen glanced at Wen Sheng and shook his head involuntarily. Wen Sheng is really not an easy person, he took care of his difficult brother in a few words.

Wen Sheng asked Lan Zhan and Lan Xichen in a matter-of-fact manner, "Hey, do you two know how my wife died?"

Lan Xichen glanced at Lan Zhan, rolled his eyes and said, "Sacrifice."

Wen Sheng waved his hands and said, "No, that's not what I mean, I mean, why did my wife suddenly decide to sacrifice?"

Lan Zhan's eyes shrank, and Wen Sheng continued: "According to Miao Miao's personality, she would not sacrifice directly without waiting for my resurrection. Wu Xian is the baby brother she has been looking for for more than ten years. She will not let Wu Xian Envious of doing this."

"Do you really think that sacrifice is just a life exchange for two people?" Wen Sheng frowned and continued, "Swapping a life for another is against the law of heaven, and it will result in karma."

Wen Sheng closed his eyes and took a deep breath for a long time before saying, "Miaomiao loves her younger siblings so much, how could she let her precious younger siblings commit such karma, so, something must have happened that I don't know about."

Lan Xichen glanced at Lan Zhan, both of them hesitated to speak.Wen Sheng was a little anxious: "Tell me, she is my wife, I must know how she died."

Lan Zhan took a deep breath for a while, and said, "It's Yunmengjiang Chengjiang Wanyin, who threatened my sister with his thoughts."

Wen Sheng was stunned, his lips trembled, and it took him a long time to ask in a whisper: "That Jiang Cheng, Jiang Wanyin, do you know who Miao Miao is?"

Lan Zhan lowered his eyebrows and said indifferently, "He knows."

Wen Sheng's eyes were red, and tears rolled in his eyes: "Does he know about Jin Ling and Si Zhui? Does he know that Si Zhui is pregnant with Jin Ling's child."

Lan Zhan glanced at Lan Xichen's eyes that seemed unwilling to speak, and said, "He knows."

Wen Sheng's tears suddenly fell down big and big, he trembled all over, and laughed loudly: "He knows, he knows."

He knew it all, but he was still able to do such a cruel thing.

Wen Sheng closed his eyes, let the tears fall down like a broken thread, and let the nails of both hands pierce the flesh of his palms: "This is the good brother she has loved all her life. Giving up 30 years of life to protect his good brother who is reunited with his family."

Wen Sheng gritted his teeth tightly: "Jiang Cheng, Jiang Wanyin, you killed my wife, hurt my son, and wiped out my whole family, the old and the weak, women and children. If you don't avenge this revenge, Mr. Wen swears not to be a human being."

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Jiang family will start preparing for Jiang Cheng's birthday. This year, when Jiang Fengmian and Yu Ziyuan came back from the resurrection, the Jiang family had already posted posts to the various suzerains, and they just waited for the day to come and make a big deal of it.

Although he had a quarrel with his older sister before, but it was the first time he met his younger brother's birthday after returning from resurrection, Jiang Yanli still prepared properly to prepare for Jiang Cheng's birthday party.

When Xia Yunshen was out of paper, Jiang Yanli took Jin Ling's hand and comforted him: "It's your uncle's birthday, are you really not going?"

Jin Ling lowered his head and said coyly, "Sizhui said, Hanguang-Jun and the others went back."

Jiang Yanli smiled, took Jin Ling's hand, and asked in a soft voice, "Aniang is asking about you."

Seeing that Jin Ling didn't speak, Jiang Yanli put his arms around Jin Ling and said, "It's not easy for your uncle to raise you these 16 years, so promise mother that you won't quarrel with uncle, okay?"

Jin Ling pouted, and there were faint tears in his eyes: "Who said that, it was my aunt who raised me for 12 years. When I was young, Jin Chan and the others always said that I was born without a mother, and when they ganged up to bully me, Only my aunt will stand out for me, my little uncle will only persuade me that peace is the most important thing, and my uncle will only call me useless," Jin Ling muttered, not even noticing anything wrong with Jiang Yanli's expression: " When I was sick and arguing for my aunt when I was young, wasn't my aunt hugging me all night long?"

"Jin Ling..." Jin Zixuan saw that Jiang Yanli's eye circles were turning red again, so he hurriedly spoke to stop Jin Ling from continuing.

Jin Ling turned his head and saw that his mother was about to cry again, so he quickly closed his mouth and coaxed Jiang Yanli: "Don't cry, mother, I will go, I will go, I promise you that I will not quarrel with uncle. "

Jin Ling, who sent his parents down the mountain, went back and mentioned this matter to Lan Sizhui. He thought Lan Sizhui would be unhappy, but he didn't expect Lan Sizhui to comfort Jin Ling instead: "A Ling, don't quarrel with your uncle, your uncle It hurts you too, he just can't say it."

Jin Ling wrinkled his nose, changed the subject and refused to talk about this topic.

On Jiang Cheng's birthday, he saw that his sister was able to return to Lianhuawu Shiran, and even smiled at him gently as usual, immediately put aside all worries, and whispered to Jiang Yanli Sorry.

"You," Jiang Yanli poked Jiang Cheng's forehead, and said in a low voice, "When Ah Ling comes back, don't scold him anymore, you two have such bad tempers." As he spoke, Jiang Yanli Li pulled Jiang Cheng to comfort him: "Don't worry, that kid from the Lan family is fine, and he's still saying good things to you."

Jiang Cheng rolled his eyes, thinking that his sister's words were probably trying to enlighten him.

No matter how generous the Lan family is, I'm afraid they won't let themselves go so easily.

So when Jiang Cheng saw Lan Zhan and Wei Ying leading some Lan family children and bringing Jin Ling to Lianhuawu, his usual arrogant expression relaxed a little.

"You still know to come back." Jiang Cheng and Lan Zhan said fiercely while staring at Jin Ling after exchanging a very perfunctory salute.

Knowing that his uncle is a soft-spoken and soft-hearted person, Jinling was not at all afraid of his uncle's ferocious expression, curled his lips and said, "I'm back, don't miss me." He turned around and rushed into the lobby, headlong She plunged into Yu Ziyuan's arms and acted like a baby.

Jiang Cheng looked at Jin Ling, gritted his teeth, but turned his head and invited everyone from the Lan family to walk in with a very impatient expression.

The Jiang family's banquets have always been very lively, and in the past, there would always be people who came late at various banquets.

But such a person would never have a blue family member.It’s just that for some reason, this time Jiang Cheng’s birthday party, a member of the Lan family unexpectedly came late.

This man was much taller than ordinary people, carrying a saber that was longer and bigger than the Nie family's sabre, and came wearing plain clothes, guarding the sword.

The boy from Jiang's family raised his face to look at the visitor, and opened his mouth wide.

After finally calming down, the Jiang family boy hurriedly led the visitors to the hall for the banquet.

Everyone in the hall looked at the man who walked in with his head bowed, and stopped talking and laughing. Jiang Fengmian looked at the man who came in, and said in an unbelievable tone for a long time: "Mr. Zhengyang, why is it you?"

It was Wen Sheng who was called by Jiang Fengmian as Mr. Zhengyang.

Wen Sheng looked at everyone present expressionlessly, bowed to Jiang Fengmian, and after standing up straight, Wen Sheng looked at the people at the main table and asked loudly, "Who is Jiang Fengmian?" metropolitan?"

Jiang Cheng stood up, saluted Wen Sheng, and then asked, "Jiang Cheng, why don't you ask this Mr. Zhengyang what he wants to do."

"You are Jiang Cheng, Jiang Wanyin?" Wen Sheng looked stern, and continued, "Wen Sheng and Wen Fuzheng are in Xiaqishan Wen's family."

When Jiang Cheng heard this name, his heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help looking up and down for a long time at this peerless good man who was hailed as the most undeserving member of the Wen family.

"I'm here today," Wen Sheng interrupted Jiang Fengmian, who was about to say something, and said straight to the point: "It's not to celebrate the birthday of our Sect Master Jiang, who killed his relatives righteously, but to give this order to Sect Master Jiang today." battle post."

"Three days later, Wen will go to the gate of Lianhuawu again. At that time, I will ask Sect Master Jiang to fight to the death. I hope Sect Master Jiang will show respect."

All the immortal sects at the scene began to whisper, Jiang Fengmian couldn't help but stood up, frowned and asked, "Why did nephew say that?"

Wen Sheng's eyes were red, and he said, "Why? Don't you know? Your son Jiang Cheng has caused my wife to die, and my son has been bedridden to this day. To be a husband is to be a father in vain."

Only then did people realize that what Wen Sheng was wearing was not the Lan family's plain clothes, but a filial piety.

Wen Cheng burst into tears, but still said firmly: "Although Wen has been dead for more than ten years, Wen firmly believes that even if my wife has done something wrong, she is by no means a heinous person. Dare to ask Sect Master Jiang, what is my wife's life?" What heinous thing have you done so that you can use my son's future life and marriage to blackmail my wife into a suicide sacrifice and resurrect your sister?"

Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth: "If you want to hit me, you can do it. How can there be so much nonsense."

"Oh," Wen Sheng suddenly said in a strange tone: "Why, Jiang Wanyin, do you know that you are wrong?" Wen Sheng pointed at Li and said, "Why, Mrs. Jin is your own sister. Isn't it your sister?"

Seeing that Jiang Cheng was still about to speak, he didn't want to listen to what he had to say, so that he would get angry and beat Jiang Cheng on the spot.Wen Sheng simply threw the post into Jiang Cheng's arms: "I'll come back in three days."

Mr. Zhengyang of the Wen family made an appointment with Yunmengjiang Chengjiang Wanyin, and all the immortal sects were very interested in it. Most of the current immortal sects have never seen Wen Sheng. Although their elders always talked about Wen Sheng, they always Use Wen Sheng to educate yourself and look up to the eldest son of the Wen family, but no one knows how good this Wen Sheng's immortal technique is.

This time, I was able to witness with my own eyes what kind of demeanor Mr. Wen is. The patriarchs of the Hundred Families of Immortals came to watch the battle with their disciples. For a while, Yunmen Lianhuawu was full of people and it was very lively.

The time was approaching little by little, Jiang Cheng was already ready for a duel with Wen Sheng, and even Lan Zhan brought Wei Ying to Lianhuawu.

Just waiting for Wen Sheng to arrive.

"He's here," a child from an unknown family called out, and a white figure walking with a sword appeared in the distant sky.

That person fell slowly, it was Wen Sheng, and people saw a huge ice coffin on Wen Sheng's back.

Wen Sheng carried the ice coffin on his back, walked step by step into the school yard, slowly put down the ice coffin behind him, and looked at the woman in the coffin affectionately with his eyes.

That face, which was [-]% similar to Jiang Yanli, was lying quietly in the coffin, wearing the school uniform of the Lan family, and wearing the forehead of the inner disciple of the Lan family on his head, lying there quietly.

I can no longer bicker with Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng didn't dare to look at Wei Nvze in the coffin, he managed to restrain his mind, and said to Wen Sheng, "Let's start, let's fight quickly."

Although he already knew that his inner alchemy belonged to Wei Wuxian, no matter whether it was Jiang Cheng or other celestial sect masters, they were still very confident in Jiang Cheng's spells. I understand, but I never imagined that Jiang Cheng never survived three tricks under Wen Sheng's command.

Wen Sheng's sword hadn't been unsheathed yet, he just slapped three flame palms and sent it to Jiang Cheng.

Jiang Cheng fell to the ground, looked at Wen Sheng's approaching figure, and closed his eyes.It's just that Wen Sheng looked at Jiang Cheng's face, but slowly put away his hands.

Jiang Yanli watched Wen Sheng withdraw his hand, couldn't help but ran over and helped his younger brother up.

Jiang Cheng couldn't bear it any longer, and taunted him: "Didn't you say that you would die forever? Why, don't you dare?"

Wen Sheng withdrew his hands, lowered his head and looked at Jiang Cheng coldly: "You," Wen Sheng clenched his fists tightly, "You are my wife, the younger brother who has been with me for more than ten years, and she would rather give up 20 years of life And the younger brother who will reunite with your family in the karmic reincarnation of the next life."

Wen Sheng closed his mouth, looked at Jiang Cheng's different expressions, ignored everyone's whispers, and continued, "My wife will tell me when she dies," Wen Sheng took out a letter from his arms and threw it on the Jiang Cheng's face: "She voluntarily sacrificed her life in exchange for the life of her precious sister Jiang Yanli, and told me that she forced you to do this, so I can't make it difficult for you."

Wen Sheng's words became more and more agitated, he grabbed Jiang Cheng who was still in shock, gave up the immortal technique, and punched Jiang Cheng in the face with his fist.

Jiang Cheng didn't fight back this time, and was thrown aside after being severely punched by Wen Sheng a few more times.

"But there is one thing." Wen Sheng wiped away his tears, then turned to look at Jiang Cheng who was still a little dazed: "There is only one thing, none of us can forgive you."

"You actually used our son to blackmail her." Wen Heng couldn't hold back his tears anymore.The elderly masters of the Xianmen sect all know that although Mr. Zhengyang and his wife are mild-mannered and easy to joke around, there is something against each other in their hearts that they must not touch.

That is their son.

"We have been married for nine years, and my wife gave up her life to get such a son," Wen Sheng roared, "He was only two years old when he left us, two years old."

"That year he was only that old, he was only that old, you know how much my wife has sacrificed for the child, do you know that she almost died after taking the child away?" Wen Sheng sobbed and calmed himself down Then he said, "You know, it wasn't because he knew the child was still alive for so many years, and it wasn't because there was still such a little bit of comfort, how could she survive."

"And you threatened us with your child?" Wen Sheng's anger overcame his reason here: "Do you know what a child's safety means to a mother? Do you know what happens to a mother when she loses her child?"

"If I crush Jin Ling's head in front of your sister today, tell me what will happen to your sister?"

With this sentence, many people present understood why Wen Sheng was unwilling to forgive Jiang Cheng, which child is not the lifeblood of his parents, who will forgive you if you threaten others with your lifeblood and put it on someone.

Wen Sheng carelessly touched his tears, quickly stretched out a hand, grabbed Jiang Cheng's long hair, and threw him to the front of the coffin: "Look at her, tell me, how could you do this? "

"Father!" A clear and weak voice came from far away.

Wen Sheng was originally in a rage, and might sell Jiang Cheng at any time, but upon hearing this cry, Wen Sheng immediately let go.

Wen Sheng turned his head to look at the source of the voice, and he saw the official Lan Sizhui coming from Yu Jian at a glance.

Looking at his son's wobbly figure, Wen Sheng let go of Jiang Cheng's hand at that moment, soared into the sky in two steps, hugged Lan Sizhui's shaky figure into his arms, turned around and landed steadily before he was concerned. Asked: "Didn't the doctor tell you to stay in bed? What are you doing here?"

Lan Sizhui struggled to stand up by himself, but was still supported by his father, Lan Sizhui grabbed Wen Sheng's sleeve: "Daddy, what are you going to do? If I don't come, what are you going to do, Daddy?"

Wen Sheng pursed his lips, and it took him a long time to say, "Let Jiang Cheng apologize."

Lan Sizhui looked at Wen Sheng helplessly: "Father, you promised me."

Looking at Lan Sizhui's crumbling body, Wen Sheng could only hastily answer Lan Sizhui's words: "Okay, daddy promised you not to make things difficult for Jiang Cheng, just be obedient and go back to rest with daddy first, okay?"

Lan Sizhui came to Yunmeng with strength, his body was already too much for it, Wen Sheng didn't say anything to Lan Sizhui anymore, he handed Lan Sizhui to Lan Jingyi who came over, and he carried Wei Nu on his back first. Then Guan Cai, without looking at Jiang Cheng again, turned his head to pick up Lan Sizhui, and walked away directly with his sword.

As for the mess behind him, in Wen Sheng's eyes, how could his son's body be so important.

The author has something to say: my sister will be back soon, don’t worry everyone

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