A chilly wind blew through the main hall of the Viscount's mansion at midday.
The coercive arguments of the Fu family, which seemed to involve both force and coercion, coupled with the intriguing and scheming behavior of their direct descendants like Fu Lian and Fu Ying, were like the ice and snow of winter, chilling the hearts of those who possessed the magical artifacts.
If Zheng Ya hadn't repeatedly faced death and calamities, and hadn't grasped the clues to the method of creating supernatural abilities through human body array formations, temporarily thwarting his plan to quickly gather spiritual energy to advance and return to the Qian Yuan Continent, he would have only wanted to slap these shameless people to death.
The path to high-level spiritual practice is blocked.
Zheng Ya had no choice but to return to his basic life. He changed his strategy and used his telepathic ability to circle around the Imperial Green Teapot, then used his spatial ability to conceal the teapot. Under the shocked gaze of the Fu family members, he laughed and said, "Alright, I can forgive and forget and return you to the Fu family."
However, I have three rules to set, otherwise you may leave.
"Oh, a three-point agreement is indeed appropriate."
Who allowed Fu Zhen, the patriarch of the Fu clan, to mistreat you in every way?
In any case, the Fu family has wronged you. Tell us your plan.
"As long as it's not excessive, I will agree on behalf of the direct descendants of the Fu family." Fu Qianshi said with tears in her eyes, revealing her pity.
The direct descendants of the Fu family were completely bewildered and couldn't figure it out.
When did our ancestors show such tenderness towards their clan members?
No, there really is. Fu Ying pouted jealously, her lips agape, long enough to hang an oil bottle.
This made the rest of the clansmen realize that, apart from doting on Fu Ying and indulging her every whim, their ancestor had practically changed his mind about Fu Ying's every mood, spoiling her rotten.
The matriarch should favor Fu Ya now, otherwise Fu Ying will fall out of favor and become petty and pouty.
Fu Ying, fourteen years old, pouted and grumbled. Fu Qianshi saw this but ignored him. The stand-in said with amusement, "Alright, then I'll tell you?"
"Ya-ge'er, please speak up. After all, this is a matter of great importance concerning the honor and disgrace, even the survival and destruction, of the Fu clan. No one can influence the unity of the Fu clan and their solidarity against external clan rules!" Fu Qian-shi repeatedly emphasized the clan rules, implying that Fu Ying should not act childishly.
Fu Ying felt much better. She glanced at the wind and snow outside the door and went off to sulk.
This secretly relieved Fu Qianshi, but surprised the other clansmen. Why didn't Fu Ying unleash her ultimate move, the coquettish technique, today?
Zheng Ya and his double saw everything. The double laughed and said, "First, I am devoted to the Dao and hereby cancel my marriage to Daiyu, the eldest daughter of Earl Dai."
"Hey, Ya-ge'er, are you serious?" Fu Qian asked in surprise, her mind in turmoil.
Marriages arranged by social standing are not to be taken lightly; once a promise is made, it is a lifelong commitment.
Especially for Taoist families, the emphasis is on cause and effect, and the law of predestined relationships, which is beneficial to the prosperity of the family and the continuation of excellent descendants. They pay particular attention to marriage partners and commitments.
Strictly speaking, it transcends the limitations of secular etiquette and law.
After all, they are both cultivators. Once they agree to a marriage alliance, it is equivalent to branding each other's minds with the mark of in-laws. How can such a cause not bear fruit?
If one party breaks off the engagement, it can cause deep psychological distress for both parties.
This could also cause conflicts between their families, with far-reaching consequences.
Before Zheng Ya could speak, Fu Ying jumped up in surprise and said, "Grandmother, Daiyu is mine..."
"Shut up!" Madam Fu Qian turned to Fu Ying, who was rushing towards her with a look of surprise and delight, and scolded her. Fu Lian stood up and grabbed Fu Ying, who struggled, stomped her feet, and pleaded, "Grandmother, Daiyu must be mine, I said it..."
"Baoyu, if you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll let your father deal with you!" Madam Fu regretted not waiting for Fu Zheng to return so that someone could restrain Fu Ying before she came to talk to Fu Ya, which led to the scandalous incident of her brother spying on her sister-in-law, with unimaginable consequences.
Not to mention the unknown foundation of the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect, the entire Fu family is hoping to send Fu Ying to the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect to cultivate and prosper the family. Offending Fu Ya would mean all their efforts would be in vain.
If this gets out, the Fu family will be too ashamed to show their faces!
Upon hearing this, Fu Ying burst into tears, but dared not make a fuss anymore. Fu Lian comforted her, saying, "Baoyu, your uncle beat you quite a bit last time. How dare you do it again..."
"Waaah, this isn't what I wanted to say, it was him who said he wanted to break off the engagement, that's why I thought of marrying Daiyu..." Fu Ying explained aggrievedly, but no one believed his lies.
The double sneered: "This is the root of my worries."
The Fu family raised a well-known young man who was kind-hearted, exceptionally talented, intelligent and insightful, yet also world-weary and fond of beauty. He was once rumored by outsiders to be a simple and honest Taoist saint and a Taoist prodigy.
"I fear that marrying Daiyu would corrupt this child prodigy's resolve to cultivate Taoism, and wouldn't that make me a sinner against the Fu family?"
"Oh, Ya-ge'er, don't try to fool me. I don't believe these irrelevant things."
Although it is true that I dote on Baoyu, he is not unreasonable. He treats his sister-in-law with utmost respect and would never dare to do anything out of line.
Even if he dared, he wouldn't be able to get past his father!
Furthermore, for the prosperity and longevity of the Fu clan, the entire clan unanimously recommended Fu Ying, also known as Bao Yu, to enter the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect to cultivate Taoism.
Once Baoyu enters the immortal sect to cultivate Taoism and is isolated from the world, how could he possibly covet Daiyu, the wife of Ya-ge'er, his own sister-in-law? Don't you think that makes sense?" Madam Fu Qian really dared not agree to Fu Ya's request to break off the engagement with Daiyu.
After all, Daiyu's biological father, Earl Dai, was an earl who inherited the legacy of his ancestors but relied on his own literary and military talents to establish himself as a key minister of Emperor Chengping, and was in charge of the salt administration in Jiangnan.
A few days ago, the retired emperor and the emperor of Chengping successively conveyed their decrees through the jade tablet and the magic sword, making every effort to promote the marriage between Fu Ya and Daiyu, all in order to infiltrate the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect's scheme.
If Fu Ya is allowed to roam freely outside, not returning to his clan or getting married, it would be tantamount to losing control, inevitably leading people to suspect that the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect is plotting something sinister.
When the emperor becomes suspicious, he cannot tolerate the Fu family's members being careless.
Even if the Fu family doted on Fu Ying, they would never dare to indulge her recklessness in this matter.
The Emperor's ruthlessness has been witnessed by everyone in Kyoto today.
At this moment, Fu Qianshi was still shaken, and her stand-in looked troubled and said, "This is not a good situation!"
"Uh, what knot is there that you can't untie, Ya-ge'er? Tell me, and maybe I can untie it for you."
You must understand that the Fu family has lost its military power but still stands strong for a reason. They can help you succeed to some extent. Fu Qianshi's words were full of hints, or perhaps he was testing the strength of the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect.
The stand-in got up and paced back and forth, talking to himself: "Our sect is in dire need of cultivation crystals and magic treasures, but we have no shortage of brilliant cultivation geniuses."
Otherwise, how could my sect have chosen me to act as their agent for managing the sect's finances, and also to save the life of the Seventh Princess Wu Wei, thus currying favor with the royal family?
That was an overt or covert implication: at worst, they would support Wu Wei's ascension to the throne without interfering with imperial power, and only then would they choose Wu Wei to teach and impart knowledge, as a gesture of goodwill and a deal.
On the contrary, if a sect supports a prince, it is tantamount to indirectly encroaching on imperial power, and there is a hidden suspicion of replacing him and establishing a puppet emperor.
That's why the immortal sects have made these arrangements; they don't easily accept people into their ranks. If Baoyu wants to join, it will be difficult.
"Ah, are there really so many exceptionally talented disciples of the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect?" Fu Qian was astonished. How could that be?
He made grand promises and said he couldn't do it, but the stand-in's first words were shocking...
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