Chapter 548: Shaping the Scenery Once More

Yuan Kaiyang hugged his father, then hugged his mother.

He said he wanted to sleep with his father and mother, but the couple had actually not slept a wink all night, and on top of not having slept much the night before either, their eyes were bloodshot and full of exhaustion.

"I'm off, then." Yuan Kaiyang turned and walked toward the balcony.

Deng Huiling took a few quick steps, seemingly wanting to chase after him, but was stopped by Yuan Hesheng, who grabbed her arm and gently shook his head at her.

A son has to leave sooner or later—stop the tugging and pulling.

I built the Upper Clarity Palace on the Joyful Touring Park, and in its great hall I had a gilded statue of you cast, and I even enfeoffed you as the Great Tang's Protector of the Realm Celestial Master, to receive the incense and offerings of the common folk of Chang'an for ten thousand generations—yet you killed every eunuch I sent to deliver the edict. If you do not want the mortal world's incense and offerings, could it be that you want the rivers and mountains and a beauty instead?

Over more than a hundred years, Tang and Tubo had repeatedly seesawed back and forth between Hehuang and Jishi Mountain. When Tubo's military strength was at its peak—for instance, when Lun Qin Leng commanded the army—they kept pushing north into the Hehuang valley; then, when the Tang army grew strong, they would push south across the Yellow River all the way to Jishi Mountain, but Jishi Mountain was basically the limit.

It should be said that Huo Xiuxiu and this reporter from Jiangbei Television Station both had a fairly solid knowledge base and a good angle for their questions, going back and forth in a perfectly coordinated call-and-response. Qin Feng cited widely from many sources, his words were fitting, his manner of speaking was also very humorous, and from time to time he could even draw knowing laughter from the reporters.

"In that case, those people must have eaten seafood or radish when they were eating grapes." Lü Lu Xianger nodded—this radish in ancient times was called laifu, the most common and most frequently eaten vegetable.

"Plop"—a heavy object fell into the water, sending up sprays of water across the lotus pond and splashing all over Chu Xiu's face. But she didn't dare move at all, and could only bite down hard on her lips, afraid she might let out a cry of alarm. In the lotus pond, Zhuoyan struggled in terror in the water, the dagger at her throat glinting with a blinding silver light.

Sure enough, Lü Lu Xianger had only been in the back courtyard for about half a shichen when Lü Erniang came back with Lü Lu Xianger, chatting and laughing together. Just as Zao'er carried the finished dishes to the table, Lü Hong also happened to return at that very moment. The Lü family members, plus Song Yuan and Huo Qingsong and his sister, just filled up one table.

"Good, let's go!" Qin Feng excitedly waved his arm—good fortune was arriving one after another, truly, when luck comes, even a door panel can't block it. Who could have imagined that after a car accident that fell from the sky and a narrow escape from death, many things would start going smoothly. It really fits that saying: if you don't die from a great disaster, blessings must follow.

Judging by the material, it should be a human face cast from a silicone mold—that face was an old one, crisscrossed with gullies and wrinkles, its eyes had no pupils, and it looked extremely terrifying.

Along the way, he only needed to have people follow secretly in the shadows, and then order each locality to observe carefully—perhaps they could detect any unusual movements.

Hei Wa scratched his head foolishly and went to light the stove. He drew two buckets of well water, and in no time at all it was boiling. He thought for a moment, then added some salt—although it was autumn, everyone had worked up a good sweat, so they must have lost quite a bit of salt and needed to replenish some.

It wasn't just the Hundred Beasts Pirate Crew—perhaps the Fire Dragon Pirate Crew and all the many affiliated pirate crews under it had already been utterly destroyed in that earth-shattering great explosion in Wano Country.

His face wore its usual stern expression, his crescent-moon mustache pointed straight at the sky, his massive body moved with heavy footsteps, and the naginata in his hand swept to the side every now and then—the gales it kicked up were already enough to blow all the surrounding Marines flying, and the Diamond Jozu following behind him never even had to make a move.

Li Qingzhao at this moment suddenly let out faint whimpering sounds, this kind of suppressed sound sounding extremely muffled, until she finally began to cry outright.

So, he slowly stopped his words, looking at Fang Mo with some puzzlement, seeming very much wanting to ask what on earth had happened, but not quite daring to.