Chapter 899 Naming

Zheng Fan was silent.

The Daoist's gaze was fixed on Zheng Fan, his eyes filled with profound meaning.

After a moment,

Zheng Fan sat back down in his chair.

He said;

"Tea."

Xue San immediately instructed the servants to bring tea and some snacks.

At the same time, the brocade-clad guards who had been closest were moved further away.

Fan Li stood by the Daoist's side, and Xue San stood in front of Zheng Fan.

Third Master's height was just right; standing in front wouldn't obstruct the view.

Zheng Fan personally poured tea for himself, two cups.

Then,

Zheng Fan picked up the other cup of tea and offered it to the Daoist.

The Daoist was still stuck with several silver needles in him and couldn't move at all, so it was impossible for him to accept the tea.

Zheng Fan flicked his hand forward,

And the scalding tea splashed onto the Daoist's face.

"Hiss..."

The Daoist's skin already had problems and couldn't withstand sunlight or wind, let alone this cup of hot tea; his facial expression immediately began to distort.

But deep down, he was quite resilient.

After enduring the first wave of pain,

He even stuck out his tongue and licked his lips,

Saying:

"Thank you, Prince, for the tea."

"Tell me, this Prince is a rootless person. How many people in this world can see my fate?"

The Daoist shook his head slightly,

And replied:

"Very few, very few. Li Xundao, the Prince should know, the former master of the back mountain, the current Prime Minister of Qian. Even he can't see it."

"What does being a rootless person mean?"

"It means having no source, being unrestrained by fate, and not being favored by Heaven."

"Is it recorded in ancient books?"

"It is."

"Who was it in history?"

"A woodcutter."

Zheng Fan narrowed his eyes.

"Is the Prince surprised? Does the Prince think that a rootless person must defy fate?"

"I just think it's a little incompatible with me."

"Heaven and earth are impartial..."

"Pa!"

"Hiss..."

Another cup of hot tea was splashed on him,

And the Daoist's teeth chattered in pain.

"Speak plainly."

"If the Prince is content to be a small, wealthy man in this life, then it's actually not a big deal."

Hearing this,

Zheng Fan couldn't help but recall when he had first awakened, and the demon kings sat around a table with him. Who was it? It seemed to be the blind man. The blind man asked him what kind of life he wanted to live.

One was to stir up some trouble;

The other was to be a wealthy man, marry a main wife, have a few concubines, and live a life of wealth and ease, all as if the demon kings were fulfilling their "one stroke at a time" affection.

"Am I considered a wealthy man now?"

"The Prince is joking. A rootless person is already disliked by the Heavenly Dao. If they keep their heads down and live a small life, the Heavenly Dao might not care. But the more they stir things up, the greater the impact of karma, making it difficult not to care.

That woodcutter was encountered by my master when he entered the mountain. He lived a simple and content life, and his days were quite good."

"Then tell me, is it too late for me to resign and return to my hometown now?"

"The Prince is joking."

"Heh."

"In fact, there are few rootless people, but not too few. The Heavenly Dao operates, and there are always flaws. How can the world be completely clear with the changes of the world?

There may be too few 'talent scouts' who have the qualifications to see them;

And anyone who gains a little momentum will almost always end up miserably;

And who knows the countless ordinary people who live simple lives?

Ordinary people have no surplus food, and they can't even afford to hire a fortune teller on the street to take a look."

"Then I'm curious, why did you offer yourself to Xincheng?"

"Because at that time, the poor Daoist thought that the rootless person was your about-to-be-born child, Prince. Naturally, there is no need to mention the Heir Apparent. Even if it were the Princess, the poor Daoist had heard after leaving seclusion that the Princess of the Northern Garrison Prince's Mansion was also not an easy character to deal with.

Their starting point is high,

And the hardships that ordinary people encounter,

Survival,

Illness,

Accidents,

The Prince's Mansion has fine clothes and jade meals, famous doctors and good medicine, and the protection of experts;

The hand of Heaven,

Shaking it casually,

Is enough to make ordinary people suffer more than death;

But precisely, here, in this Prince's Mansion, it is impossible.

This poor Daoist prides himself on cultivating in the mountains. In the world, there may be those who are higher than the poor Daoist in their extra-worldly cultivation, but they are few and far between. But even so, they have not been able to peek into the Prince's Mansion.

At that moment,

What the poor Daoist felt was fear,

The poor Daoist was afraid,

That Heaven,

Was also afraid.

Prince,

If you had a general under your command, like you back then, would you be afraid?"

"This Prince embraces all rivers, and has the magnanimity to accommodate Heaven. What is there to fear?"

"Hehe, yes, yes, yes, ah."

The Daoist mumbled his lips and continued:

"Prince, you are a dragon among men, and the winds and clouds of the Xia are also stirred by you;

The outstanding figures of this world are either personally beheaded by you, or they are dogs and horses in front of you;

But, in the end, man does not fight with Heaven."

"Fighting with people is endlessly joyful." Zheng Fan smiled slightly, "Fighting with Heaven is also endlessly joyful."

The Daoist smacked his lips slightly,

And said with emotion:

"The Prince's bearing, the poor Daoist admires."

"You are not Zang Fuzi."

"Yes, the poor Daoist is different from Zang Fuzi. He recognizes himself as a Qian person, and he loves the elegance of Da Qian. The poor Daoist can even forget his name, and in reality, has no worries."

"When Zang Fuzi entered Beijing to cut off the Great Yan Dragon Vein, do you know what the late Emperor of Great Yan said?"

"What?"

"Cut it quickly, this Emperor still has memorials to read."

"Hehe, hahaha... But the late Emperor of Great Yan was not granted many years by Heaven.

Who can say that this knife didn't cut it down?"

Zheng Fan lowered his head, took a sip of tea, then placed the teacup back on the tea table,

And slowly said:

"But who can say that this knife really cut it down?"

"Prince, you sat down and talked so much with me, and even asked me to drink tea, you still believe it in the end."

"This Prince just wants to chat."

"If you didn't believe it, why chat?"

"The street performers who perform magic tricks, they know it's fake, but people still love to watch, just for fun."

Zheng Fan picked up a piece of rice cake on the tea table, put it to his mouth, took a bite, and chewed slowly.

"The poor Daoist is willing to give the Prince a piece of advice."

"Speak."

"Back then, there was an emperor in Chu, who was foretold by the Great Wu Zheng in his country that two dragons should not meet. That emperor of Chu had two sons, and in the next twenty years, these two sons were not allowed to enter the palace to meet him, thereby avoiding this heavenly sign."

"You mean, let me send my child away too?"

"This is the safest way."

"But, it is also the most impossible." Zheng Fan threw the half-eaten rice cake to Fan Li, "You can see it, I think someone should have seen it too."

"Oh?"

"He told me that this mysterious and mystical thing, in essence, is just a matter of one sentence, believe it or not."

"The poor Daoist doesn't believe that the Prince really doesn't believe it."

"Being rootless sounds intimidating, but this Prince can tell you the reason why this Prince is willing to sit down, drink a cup of tea, eat half a piece of pastry, and say these words to you."

"The poor Daoist is all ears."

"You said that this Prince is the real rootless person, you are right, but you are also wrong."

The Daoist's face showed a look of doubt.

"This Prince knows that if the Heaven in this world could really think like a person, then it must be very displeased with this Prince. This Prince agrees with your statement.

But this Prince himself does not think that he is really a rootless person,

Because,

This Prince knows clearly where his roots come from."

After saying that,

The Prince placed a red stone in his pocket on the tea table,

Then, he stood up,

Pointed at the Daoist,

And said to Xue San and Fan Li:

"He may be a little useful, but after all, he has violated our taboo.

I said,

Anyone who dares to peek at my family, no matter who they are, must die."

Even Ji Laoliu, the Emperor of Great Yan, didn't dare to mention "childhood sweethearts" in front of him, let alone a sorcerer.

"Bury him completely."

"Your subordinate obeys!"

Third Master's face showed a smile.

The Daoist was extremely puzzled. He originally thought that his words of heavenly secrets could at least earn him a chance to live in confinement, but now, they were actually going to end him for real.

He closed himself in the mountains and lost track of time. Is this how people outside the mountains do things now?

"Prince, this poor Daoist is useful, very useful!"

The Prince, who was already walking out, flung back a sentence without turning his head:

"Useful my ass."

"Puff!!!"

Third Master's dagger pierced into the Daoist's chest.

The Daoist gritted his teeth, staring fixedly at Third Master.

"Yo-ho, this skin looks quite brittle, but the blood is really thick."

"Killing me will surely be punished by Heaven!" the Daoist cursed.

"Okay!"

The big guy on the side responded.

Then,

"Buzz!"

"Puff!"

The big axe came down,

And the Daoist's head was chopped off.

"Troublemaker."

Fan Li's face showed a look of enjoyment and gratification,

This axe,

Finally chopped down.

Heavenly punishment and the like, to be honest, has no threat to the demon kings. Although everyone's strength is far from their peak now, they have truly seen the world.

"Alright, the person is gone, tell the people below to collect the corpse and use it as fertilizer."

Third Master pulled out his dagger, Fan Li wiped his axe,

And the big and small two walked out.

At this time, a wisp of white light slowly emerged from the headless corpse on the ground.

At the same time,

A black mist suddenly burst out from the red stone that had been placed on the tea table, revealing an infant's face, with a creepy smile.

The white light suddenly began to shake violently, and faintly, it seemed that the Daoist's scolding could still be heard.

The Demon Seed said nothing, opened its mouth, and the black mist completely wrapped the white light.

"Hic..."

The Demon Seed slowly floated back to the ground, and the image it had transformed into had a very bulging belly.

Xue San and Fan Li, who had left earlier, came back again,

Third Master clapped his hands and called out:

"Full, huh?"

Fan Li scratched his head and said:

"Envy."

...

Zheng Fan returned to the back house. Tomorrow, he would set off for Xuehai Pass.

The time wouldn't be long, after all, it wasn't a war, but going to beat people;

Si Niang lived in what was actually Zheng Fan's own master bedroom courtyard. After Zheng Fan entered, he found it very lively inside.

It turned out that Da Niu had been brought from the Princess's place.

Liu Ruqing and Ke Shi were accompanying her, and the wet nurse was holding Da Niu, who had just been fed. Tiantian and Ji Chuanye were watching the child next to her;

Si Niang was sitting in a reclining chair, smiling as she watched this scene.

Zheng Fan's gaze first fell on Tiantian.

He didn't believe that Tiantian would do anything to him when he grew up;

Then,

His gaze fell on Ji Chuanye.

Well,

This,

Wasn't sure.

Hahaha...

The Prince himself laughed.

Only then did everyone realize that the Prince had arrived, and they all saluted the Prince.

The Prince then walked over and took Da Niu from the wet nurse's arms, holding her in his arms.

Da Niu had just been fed milk, and at this time, she was very content, half-closing her eyes, looking like she was planning to sleep, but since she was being held by her father, feeling this familiar bloodline aura, Da Niu still reluctantly showed a smile to her own father.

Si Niang then asked, "Does Master plan to leave tomorrow?"

"Yes, it won't take too long, about a month and a half, I'll be back."

If conditions allowed, he would still have to accompany his wife during childbirth. He really didn't make it in time for Xiong Liqing's time.

"Then the Prince must first give Da Niu a name before leaving." Si Niang reminded.

Originally, there was no rush, and they could wait.

But since he was going on a long journey, he had to decide on a name first.

On a smaller scale, another incense tablet would have to be added to the Changsheng Temple in the Calabash Temple;

On a larger scale, official letters sent to Yanjing or even Yingdu would also need a proper name;

Titles, rewards, and entry into the temple were all major events, and they couldn't all be written as "Da Niu."

Naming was very simple for outsiders;

But it was difficult for parents.

Yesterday, San'er and Fan Li, these two jokers, also came to see the child and sat here for a while, talking about naming.

Third Master joked that since they wanted the child to be happy in the future, they should choose a name with a simple and comfortable meaning.

Si Niang's answer was: Okay, you go and mention it to Master, and the consequences probably won't be as simple as not being able to advance any further.

Fan Li then said: His own name was pretty good.

Anyway, rumors in the martial world said that the Pingxi Prince's Mansion had many Fan Lis.

These two treasures were just here for fun.

Zheng Fan nodded after hearing Si Niang's reminder, and said, "I have a name in my heart, but I haven't had time to tell Liqing."

Si Niang smiled and said to Tiantian and the Crown Prince standing there:

"What are you standing there for, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone."

"Okay."

"Oh."

His Royal Highness the Heir Apparent and His Highness the Crown Prince immediately brought the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, spread them out, and pressed them down.

Zheng Fan didn't hesitate, handed Da Niu to Liu Ruqing, and directly picked up the writing brush.

To be honest, Si Niang was really curious about what name Master would give Da Niu, after all, there was the name that Master gave Tiantian before, Tian Tiantian...

So, she was really worried about Da Niu.

Zheng Fan's calligraphy skills were originally not bad, and he had paid attention to practicing over the years, so he could write a decent thin gold style.

Soon,

A name fell on the paper.

Si Niang looked over,

"Zheng Lanxin." (岚昕)

The Prince put down the brush and commented on himself:

"Lan (岚), mountain mist, there is wind in the mountains, elegant without losing atmosphere; Xin (昕), bright, implying intelligence.

My daughter will surely be magnanimous and cheerful in the future."

Si Niang nodded, quite satisfied with the name, and at the same time, touched Tiantian's head, making Tiantian a little confused.

Why didn't you have this state when you named Tiantian?

"Master, take Da Niu over and tell Liqing about the child's name, she is, after all, the child's birth mother."

"Okay."

Immediately,

Liu Ruqing held the child, and Tiantian and the Crown Prince took the paper with the name written on it, and followed the Prince to the Princess's courtyard.

Si Niang continued to lie on the reclining chair;

She had planned to take a nap, but who knew that a red stone flew in swaying and landed on the tea table next to Si Niang.

Immediately afterwards,

The figure of the Demon Seed appeared,

Still with a big belly.

Si Niang glanced at it and immediately understood what had happened,

She couldn't help but smile;

"Master's temperament is still so straightforward, but it let you pick up a bargain."

The Daoist was killed, which was unexpected, but also reasonable.

This was indeed Master's style of doing things, sometimes he was very precious, but sometimes, he was extremely decisive in killing.

The Demon Seed floated up somewhat uncomfortably and landed on Si Niang's belly.

"What's wrong?" Si Niang asked as she looked at the Demon Seed.

The Demon Seed frowned.

"Okay, okay, next time I won't let people bring her into this courtyard."

Obviously, the Demon Seed had smelled the aura left by Da Niu.

Da Niu's bloodline regression was very obvious, and she was young now. After a hundred days, it would almost converge.

Now, she was almost like a hot stove, and the fire phoenix aura she emitted was the nemesis of all evil.

Of course, with the Demon Seed's current strength, this bit of fire phoenix aura, heh, even if the Demon Seed raised Da Niu, there wouldn't be the slightest problem.

The Demon Seed simply didn't like Da Niu;

The father and son were of the same virtue, extremely biased.

"But she is, after all, a child of the family, and also your younger sister. When the child grows up a little more, maybe you will like her."

The Demon Seed didn't care,

It pointed to under itself, that is, Si Niang's belly.

"Yours, yours, okay, no need to come to visit every day."

The Demon Seed valued the child in Si Niang's belly very much.

First, Tiantian had grown up now, and second, Si Niang's child had a different meaning to the demon kings.

Having received Si Niang's assurance again,

A smile appeared on the Demon Seed's face,

Then,

It burped;

From its "mouth," a ball of crystal luster was spat out.

Si Niang smiled and scolded: "Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death? That Daoist's cultivation is very profound, and you're not afraid of something going wrong if you swallow it all in one go.

Besides, our realm has a barrier, unless you find a suitable blood bag like Ah Ming, otherwise you're just satisfying your mouth... Huh? How could..."

The crystal light that the Demon Seed burped out,

At this time, it spun around,

Then,

It entered Si Niang's bulging abdomen;

To be precise,

It was actively sucked in by the one in her belly.

"..." Si Niang.

"Jie jie... Jie jie..."

The Demon Seed seemed to have discovered a new continent and was so happy;

It reached out its hand,

Patted its own belly,

"Hic!"

Another undigestible crystal light was spat out.

Then,

This crystal light spun around again,

But just as it was about to be pulled down,

Si Niang directly flew out a string of silver needles, creating a barrier and forcibly dispelling this crystal light.

The Demon Seed was a little puzzled,

Si Niang then scolded:

"What are you feeding her now, do you want to make me have a premature birth!"

The Demon Seed didn't dare to move. It wasn't afraid of Si Niang, but it was really afraid that there would be a problem with the child in Si Niang's belly, otherwise, it would face the collective anger from the other six demon kings, and even its own father.

Si Niang reached out and put her hand on her belly,

While forcibly appeasing the fetal movement in her belly,

She ridiculed herself:

"What kind of child... did I conceive."

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