Chapter 47: The Finger Cut

He Yiming turned his head, he nodded slightly, and said, "Please wait in the lobby, I'll be there soon."

Xue Lie respectfully should be relieved.

Asking the king to wait in the lobby and then move to meet him will give him enough face. Even when Shui Xuanjin was alive, it was just like this.

From this we can see that He Yiming's words at the banquet just now were indeed heartfelt words, and he really treated the Yu family as the Tianluo royal family.

However, there was one thing he couldn't understand no matter what, why He Yiming's attitude had such a huge change from before.

After a moment, He Yiming stood up and came to the lobby. Yu Ruipei, the contemporary king of Tianluo, had been waiting for a long time. Not only was he here, but even Xue Lie was also on the list at the same time.

Seeing He Yiming come in, Yu Ruipei stood up, bowed deeply, and said sincerely: "Thank you, Master He, for your words."

He Yiming waved his hand slightly, and naturally someone gave him fragrant tea.

Shaomingju was the place where old man Shui Xuanjin lived in the past, and all the items were the top in Tianluo Kingdom. Now that the old man has passed away, he has changed a new master. Before the servants are completely familiar with it, they naturally have to take a twelve-point mental response.

"Mr. King is so polite." He Yiming said calmly: "This is what I promised before Brother Shui was alive, and this is his last wish. He will fulfill it for him no matter what."

Yu Ruipei was completely relieved, as if he had taken a reassurance pill, without any worries.

If this promise was from the politicians, he would naturally be a hundred people who did not believe it, but from the mouth of the innate strong man, and from the one who praised the old man Shui Xuanjin during his lifetime, he had no doubt at all.

Of course, he understood more clearly that He Yiming promised Shui Xuanjin to be a favor, but if he wanted to keep this favor or deepen his relationship with each other, he had to tie the He family to the Tianluo royal family together.

"The king came here late at night, it's not just for this little thing." He Yiming asked casually.

Yu Ruipei was immediately excited. He smiled but didn't speak, but just looked at Xue Lie.

The eldest disciple of the old man Shui Xuanjin turned slightly red and said, "Master He, you actually know that the Crown Prince is growing older and it is time to get married."

He Yiming was slightly stunned. Yu Xiaoyi's grade was actually about to get married. However, as the crown prince of Tianluo Kingdom, the candidate for this crown prince is quite troublesome.

Not only the children of aristocratic families in their country, but also the princesses and princesses from all over the country were within their considerations, so they have not yet made a decision.

Xue Lie raised this question at this time. As long as the idiots understand, the royal family wants to marry the He family.

However, among the third generation of the He family, only He Yiling's age is just right. However, He Yiling has long had a lover. Even if He Yiming was beaten to death, he would not be willing to break up the pair of mandarin ducks.

The brows frowned slightly. After seeing He Yiming's expression, Yu Ruipei and Xue Lie both felt tight.

Perhaps marriage does not represent or guarantee anything, but after this marriage, any outsider, especially the powerful external forces such as Kairong Kingdom, will become even more afraid of the idea of ​​conquering the Tianluo Kingdom.

"Xue Lie, early next year, my fourth sister He Yiling will marry Mr. Yuan Liling of Jin Lin. If you have time, come and have a drink of the wedding bar." He Yiming said in a slow voice.

Although he did not say the words of rejection, this statement was enough.

Xue Lie and Yu Ruipei looked at each other, but there was no dissatisfaction in their eyes.

After a haha, Xue Lie was naturally submissive. Yu Ruipei thought for a while and finally said, "Master He, Gu still has two sons and three daughters but are unmarried. In addition to Gu, there are more than ten princesses of the right age in the clan. They have long admired Master He's reputation, and ask the Master to be generous."

He Yiming looked at him with a strange expression, and he was quite moved in his heart.

However, when he thought of the Yuan family in the past, he felt relieved. Seeing the look of expectation in the other party's eyes, He Yiming understood that if he rudes, he might really have some uncontrollable misunderstanding.

Although he was not afraid of any misunderstandings, Hejiazhuang, who was in Tianluo Kingdom, still had to deal with the royal family.

After pondering for a moment, He Yiming looked up and said seriously: "Mr. King, do you know how my fourth sister Yiling met Yuan Liling?"

Yu Ruipei was stunned and said, "I don't know, please give me some advice."

"Yuan Liling has lived in my Hejiazhuang for several years. They have been together and have fallen in love over time." He Yiming held up the teacup in front of him, took a sip, and said, "Although Hejiazhuang is not very big, it is still very welcome to the arrival of the guests."

When he said the last sentence, He Yiming deliberately slowed down his tone.

He believed that with the other party's ability to control a country, he should be able to understand his own meaning.

Sure enough, a hint of enlightenment flashed across Yu Ruipei's face. Although he did not agree with this approach in his heart, and even disdained it. But since it was proposed by He Yiming, even if he contempts him, he should cheer him loudly.

In his heart, the interests and values ​​of the entire royal family are not comparable to those of the children in the family.

Seeing Yu Ruipei leaving with a happy look, He Yiming made up his mind that he would not go home even if his fourth sister was beaten to death before she got married.

Moreover, he must have pretended not to know about this matter. Even if someone suspected it, no one dared to question it in person.

As for the group of princes and princesses who flocked to Hejiazhuang, they asked their father and others to get a headache. I just don’t know how many brothers and sisters will view themselves if they know that they are the driving force behind the scenes. I wonder if they are grateful for the opportunity they gave them, or they will curse in their hearts.

Shaking his head, He Yiming put this idea aside. He sat quietly in the room, thinking about his strange attitude towards himself since he met Xue Lie.

After a while, Xue Lie turned around and saw He Yiming who had not left in the hall. He couldn't help but feel amazing. Although he didn't know that He Yiming was waiting for him here, he did not dare to be negligent at all, so he hurriedly stepped forward to pay homage.

He Yiming nodded slightly and suddenly said, "Xue Lie, you are the eldest disciple of Brother Shui. You don't need to be so careful in your future. Even if you poke a big hole in the sky, I will support you."

Since entering the city, He Yiming immediately discovered that Xue Lie seemed to be much more timid than before.

He knew that this was because of Shui Xuanjin's death.

Without Shui Xuanjin, the biggest backer, Xue Lie's life would not be sad, but his confidence was greatly hit.

Xue Lie's body trembled slightly. He raised his head and saw He Yiming's eyes full of sincerity. He suddenly felt excited. He quickly lowered his eyes and whispered: "Yes, thank you Master He."

He Yiming waved his hand gently and said, "Remember, you are the successor of Brother Shui. No matter what you do, think about whether you will lose his face..."

Xue Lie suddenly straightened his chest and said sternly: "Yes, Xue Lie remembers it."

He Yiming then showed a hint of relief on his face. Although he had not been together for a long time with Xue Lie, he was quite appreciative of this person.

Brother Shui's eldest disciple was cautious all his life, but he was never afraid of power. Since he had already expressed his attitude, he naturally knew how to make choices.

Xue Lie clasped his fists to He Yiming and said, "Master He, my teacher once said before his life that you are the person he values ​​most in his life. When he passed away, you are the only one who supports us unconditionally. Xue has no choice but to kowtow to you on behalf of all the junior brothers and juniors."

After saying that, his knees were weak and he was about to bow down. However, he immediately discovered that there seemed to be an invisible wall in front of him, and no matter how hard he tried, it would be impossible to bow down.

This discovery made him stunned, and the eyes of He Yiming even showed a hint of fear.

Unexpectedly, his strength had reached such an incredible level. Even if his master was alive, it would not be possible for him to achieve this step without hesitation.

He Yiming was suspicious that Xue Lie was so grateful, it seemed something was wrong.

He moved slightly and asked, "Xue Lie, who told you the news of Brother Shui's death."

"It's Senior Lu Zhengyi." Xue Lie said respectfully, with a hint of sadness in his voice. The relationship he had been with Shui Xuanjin for decades was called master and apprentice, but in fact, he had undoubtedly been with his father and son, and he could not forget it in just half a year.

He Yiming felt the rich sadness coming from him, and felt a little guilty in his heart.

After a while of silence, He Yiming finally asked again: "What did he say?"

"Senior Lu said that this time the Totem tribe members came to Hengshan. During the fight, the master was caught in their plot, but found it too late and fell like this."

Speaking of this, Xue Lie's eyes turned red slightly. Although he was in his eighties, his heart was still shocked when he thought of the passing Shui Xuanjin.

He Yiming opened his mouth, and then he realized that Xue Lie and others did not know why Shui Xuanjin died. If they were to know that Shui Xuanjin died in order to save his life, perhaps they would not be so restrained in front of them.

With a gentle sigh, He Yiming did not explain anything in the end.

The reason why Lu Zhengyi did not tell him the truth was naturally because of He Yiming. This was his kindness, even if He Yiming himself could not blame him.

Similarly, what Shui Xuanjin did was also an unparalleled great favor for He Yiming.

Some things cannot be revealed by just talking about them, but they need to be compensated with long-lasting practical actions.

At this moment, He Yiming had already made a decision in his heart...

He stood up slowly, and He Yiming walked out the door. When he was about to walk out of the door, he said coldly: "Xue Lie, Shao Mingju will be left to you, everything is ready. If someone comes up to cause trouble, go find Lu Zhengyi to make decisions for you. If he can't even do it, I will naturally come forward to deal with it. Let me say again, when Brother Shui was alive, you will do it now, don't lose face."

After saying that, He Yiming's figure seemed to shake for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace.

Xue Lie took a deep breath. Although he didn't understand why He Yiming spared no effort to support his master's lineage. But this was definitely a great thing for them.

He bowed to the ground in the direction of the door, burying his head deeply between his knees.

His eyes were closed, and two drops of turbid yellow liquid remained on the ends of his hair, and he whispered hard: "Master, you have read this wrong person, really..."

In the distant Kairong Country, the sound of bells and drums every day sounded in an ancient temple.

In this temple, there is a famous figure living in the entire Kairong Country.

Although this great man had broken a vow from his past and had left the place where he lived, this did not affect his lofty status in the hearts of everyone.

On this day, Zhan Tianfeng was sitting quietly in the yard. Not far away in front of him, Cheng Fu, who was highly anticipated by him, was practicing a strange set of martial arts.

He seemed to be carrying a weight of ten thousand pounds on his body, and every move brought him great pain.

On his head and body, countless sweat gathered down like a stream.

Among the strong people who have reached the innate realm, there are definitely only a handful of people who will choose this method of cultivation.

Although Cheng Fu's face was extremely tired and accompanied by a strange and painful expression, his eyes were still extremely clear, and there was an unwavering look in these eyes. Anyone would ignore the pain and pressure he was exposed to when he saw his eyes.

This set of combat skills was taught by Zhan Tianfeng. It is powerful during practice and has also improved its true energy level very quickly.

After Cheng Fu failed in the battle with He Yiming, he relied on practicing this set of martial arts to make his abilities improve by leaps and bounds. Now, he has even reached the level of being comparable to Mao Guanglie in just a few years.

However, practicing this set of exercises has a huge burden on the body and is extremely painful. Even the innate powerful people may not be able to bear it.

Fortunately, this is one of the three powerful countries in the northwest. There are countless spiritual medicines in the country. As long as you have extraordinary perseverance, you don’t need to worry about physical damage.

Slowly, Cheng Fu finally finished his last punch, and one of his feet slowly dragged back. In the process, the gurgling sweat had soaked his whole body of clothes.

He let out a long breath, and Cheng Fu suddenly burst out laughing and said, "Taoshi, thank you for your teaching."

Zhan Tianfeng nodded with satisfaction and said, "Cheng Fu, although your talent is not as good as He Yiming, your efforts will never be inferior to him. Among all the innate masters in our Master Hall, you are the only one who has the possibility of being promoted to the first-line sky. Don't let me down."
To be continued...