Chapter 439 [Sad Drama]
Master Liao saw Sheng Qingyun eagerly flipping through the "Fitness Tutorial" and actively asking him what the modern words in the book meant, and an idea popped into his mind.
If Sheng Qingyun were given modern textbooks of various subjects and asked to study, he would definitely be confused. However, if the various knowledge in modern textbooks were described as the "truth" and common sense of the world of immortal cultivation, Sheng Qingyun would definitely learn eagerly and would work hard to promote educational reform.
If he said that all modern democratic systems and rules were how the world of immortal cultivation operated, Sheng Qingyun would definitely follow suit.
The economic base determines the superstructure. The top priority is to unify Nanzhao and develop national strength, so that the reform of various systems can be accelerated.
After a while, Master Liao received a message from Wen Qiao saying that they were still a quarter of an hour's walk away from the camp.
Master Liao jumped off the armchair and onto the ground. "I calculated with my fingers that your senior sister is coming back. Get ready! Let's go to the camp gate to welcome them back!"
Sheng Qingyun became excited upon hearing this, and said three "good" words in a row. He couldn't wait to pick up Master Liao and ran out of the tent.
He rode his horse to the entrance of the camp and saw from afar the army led by Wen Qiao, flying the anemone pattern of Nanzhao.
Sheng Qingyun smiled, but the smile froze when he saw the owner of the horse next to Wen Qiao.
Sheng Qingyun rubbed his eyes and looked over and over for a long time. It was not until Wen Qiao and Sheng Zhixing rode their horses in front of him that he was able to confirm that the person on the horse was his father, Sheng Zhixing, whom he thought had passed away!
"Father, Emperor Father?"
Sheng Qingyun got off his horse, his legs softened as he knelt before Sheng Zhixing, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you, Father!"
Seeing that Wen Qiao and Sheng Zhixing looked like they knew each other very well, Sheng Qingyun quickly realized that something was wrong. He glanced at Master Liao nervously, but Master Liao just stared at him with his arms folded, which made Sheng Qingyun panic.
Sheng Zhixing shouted angrily, "You rebellious son! How dare you come to see me?"
Sheng Qingyun kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Father! I know I was wrong! I did not intend to rebel, and I sent people to the sea to look for you, but I didn't find you."
Wen Qiao glanced at the soldiers around him who were all terrified. "If you have anything to say, go back to the tent and talk about it first."
Sheng Qingyun tremblingly followed Sheng Zhixing and others back to the tent.
In the tent, Sheng Zhixing sat in a high seat, Wen Qiao and others stood beside him, and Sheng Qingyun knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe.
After a while, Sheng Zhixing finally spoke: "Are you confused about how I, Taoist Liao, and Taoist Wen knew each other?"
Sheng Qingyun nodded quickly. Could it be that his meeting with his master and senior sister was not a coincidence?
Wen Qiao was flipping through the script written by Su Rui in the group chat. After reviewing it over and over again, he said, "Let me tell you."
"Your father encountered my fleet at sea. When I first met him, he looked truly pitiful. He was battered and worn out from adrift on the sea, like a pair of withered hands clinging to driftwood."
"Do you know? What was the first thing he said after I rescued him?"
Sheng Qingyun's eyes were already red, and he quickly looked at Wen Qiao with a curious look: "What is it?"
"It's the three words Sheng Qingyun."
Wen Qiao looked at Sheng Qingyun: "He caught a fever at sea, and when he was feverish he called out your name."
"After I healed him with the elixir, I asked him who Sheng Qingyun was."
"He said it was his youngest son. Although he had gone astray in his quest for immortality and medicine, he was not a bad person by nature. He could not defeat his cruel older brothers and sisters, and he was always worried about his youngest son."
Sheng Zhixing's forehead twitched when he heard a serious person like Wen Qiao talking nonsense seriously. The acting skills and line delivery skills of these actors in their class were really one better than the other.
I have to say that Su Rui's lines are really sensational, and he is worthy of being a well-read Mary Sue.
The classmates have already discussed that different targets should be dealt with according to the right medicine. Sheng Qingyun obeys their orders because he believes that they are really immortals.
If this tailor-made scam was exposed, Sheng Qingyun would not let them control him. So they might as well deceive him to the end and make Sheng Qingyun follow them wholeheartedly. After all, in the eyes of ancient people, these time travelers were no different from immortals.
Wen Qiao's expression remained calm as always, but every word he spoke shook Sheng Qingyun's heart: "After learning that immortals really existed in this world, your father's first reaction was to blame himself for having wronged you and caused you to suffer so much."
"You should be able to guess what happened next. Unable to resist your father's eagerness to love him, I contacted Uncle Liao, who is also in the mortal world, to check on you and then brought troops to support you."
When Sheng Qingyun heard this, his eyes turned red and tears welled up in his eyes. He knelt down and kowtowed to Sheng Zhixing.
Even when his father was in danger, he was still thinking about his safety.
However, he was determined to lead the whole nation to cultivate immortality, but gave up because his father disagreed and continued to search for his father's whereabouts. The most ironic thing was that in the end, his chance to become an immortal was obtained for him by his abandoned father.
Sheng Qingyun raised his hand and slapped himself twice. He is such a bad guy!
Master Liao said, "Do you know what price your father paid for you? He used the rest of his life in exchange for us saving you."
"Now he has only three months to live."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Qingyun hugged Master Liao's thighs and said, "Master, I don't want to cultivate anymore. Can you return my father's lifespan to him?"
Master Liao shook his head. "It's done. You should ask your father what his long-cherished wish is."
Sheng Qingyun felt as if all his strength was drained away when he heard this, and he collapsed to the ground.
Master Liao couldn't help but complain in the group: [What kind of countdown literature is this? 'Only three months to live, this rebellious son regrets and begs for forgiveness?']
Sheng Zhixing walked over to Sheng Qingyun and kicked him: "Get up! You're not a man at all when you're crying."
"In the next three months, I will depend on you to take over the remaining sixteen cities of Nanzhao and eliminate the remnants of the First Prince and Second Princess' followers. Only then will I be willing to die. Why don't you get up and prepare for it!"
Sheng Qingyun quickly got up from the ground, wiped away her tears, and looked much heavier.
"Father, I will definitely fulfill your wish!"
After saying this, he ran out and called all the soldiers to discuss matters.
After Sheng Qingyun left, the three actors in the tent looked at each other.
Sheng Zhixing scratched his head: "This melancholy drama seems to have worked?"
Wen Qiao touched his chin and said, "Let's observe him for a while. If he can't do his job well, we'll replace him."
Master Liao had spent the longest time with Sheng Qingyun. He put his hands behind his back and said, "Once this person sets his mind on something, he will do it no matter how hard it is. Let's just wait and see."
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