Chapter 412 The Son of Fortune
Master Fang touched Abao's head, "Okay, thank you little princess, I'll take it, just consider it as my purchase."
"Hey, I saw it, Master Fang is secretly helping these ill-intentioned people from the Tiansheng Dynasty." Master Sun staggered over, obviously drunk.
Master Fang frowned, "Master Sun, you are Jingzhao Yin, a second-rank official. If you get drunk in broad daylight, it will be disgraceful if it gets out." Master Sun
is a favorite promoted by Sikong Lin.
"You are old enough to manage everything, but you still care about my dignity. The current Mu Kingdom is no longer the era of you old-fashioned people. I can do whatever I want, what does it have to do with you?"
"Hmph, please do as you please!"
"Master Fang, can you please speak to me nicely? Be careful that I will report you to the new emperor."
"Wait until you can report."
"Master Fang, you are too strong-willed. It is easy to suffer losses. Your Fang family is already in trouble. It is a matter of time before it falls. Even the gods of the first country are about to fall. I really don't know what you are still holding on to. You
should speak to me nicely now. When the Fang family falls into poverty in the future, I may be able to help you."
"No need!" Master Fang strode away without giving Master Sun any face.
Master Sun secretly pouted.
He turned to look at Abao who was sitting in front of the stall, "Puh! This stone is from a toilet, how come it is so smelly and hard!"
Unable to bear it, Lord Sun kicked it directly.
However, the stone did not move, but his toe was swollen.
"What kind of rubbish is this? You dare to sell it here, isn't it embarrassing?"
"We are not ashamed, you are. Go back and have a look."
Lord Sun sneered. This little princess always likes to say weird things.
Lord Sun snorted and turned away.
When he arrived at the gate of the mansion, before he entered, he heard heart-wrenching cries.
"What's wrong? What happened?"
Lord Sun's concubine cried until her eyes were red, and she stamped her feet anxiously, "My son is lost, my son is lost..."
The Sun family has been a single-line family for 18 generations. He is now over 50 years old and has only this little son, who is only three years old.
A son born in old age.
More precious than his life.
The only child of the Sun family, if he is lost, considering his age and irregular work and rest, it is impossible for him to have children again, which will undoubtedly cut off the incense of the Sun family.
Lord Sun was shocked. "How could he be lost? Did he go out to play with other friends?"
"No, I looked for him. He was indeed lost. I couldn't find him for a day and a night." "
What have you been doing for so long? Why did you tell me now?"
"Every time you leave the court, you go out to drink with your colleagues. I never see you. How can I tell you? You don't care about him on weekdays, but now you blame me for the child's loss. I will divorce you when I find the child!"
"Don't say this nonsense for now. Go find him." Sun's drunkenness sobered up instantly.
Inexplicably, she thought of a baby voice.
"You are embarrassing."
This time, it was really embarrassing.
...
Fang's family.
After returning home, Mr. Fang placed the stone in front of his eldest son's window.
His eldest son is a man of both literary and military talents, extremely talented, and can sense divine breath and communicate with gods.
He is the only hope of the Fang family!
He had the potential to be the top scholar, but last year when he went out for fun, he slipped and fell off a cliff. Not only did he miss the imperial examination held every three years, but he also never woke up again.
Now, more than a year has passed.
He knows in his heart that this may be man-made.
However, the majestic imperial power is not something that an old minister like him can shake.
Since his accident, even the imperial edict passed down to the Fang family by the ancestors has not been heard.
The divine breath has gradually weakened, and it is almost gone.
"Is there any movement from the eldest master?"
The old housekeeper shook his head, "Still the same as before."
Every day when Mr. Fang comes home, he must ask about this matter.
Mr. Fang sighed and left the room, not noticing that the muddy stone placed in front of the window was emitting a faint light, shining on Fang Wenxuan.
Fang Wenxuan's hand moved...
The housekeeper was watering the flowers and fertilizing in the yard, and suddenly saw a handsome young man in a white lingerie standing in front of the door.
He was so scared that the water bottle in his hand fell to the ground, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, "Big... Big Young Master... Are you awake? Ah ah ah, old man, old master, the big young master is awake, wuwuwuwuwuwu, the big young master is awake."
The old housekeeper went crazy, turned around and ran, the sound was so loud that the whole Fang Mansion could hear it.
Mr. Fang walked over tremblingly with the old housekeeper's support.
"Father."
A familiar voice, a familiar person.
Grandpa Fang's eyes turned red, and his voice was hoarse, "Hey."
He had been waiting for this "father" for a whole year. He thought he was going to lose his son.
"Thank God, the national gods bless you, you finally woke up."
Grandpa Fang cried for the first time, "Hey, son, what are you holding in your hand?"
Why does it look so familiar?
"A washed stone. There is a divine breath on this thing. It is a divine stone."
"What the hell?" Grandpa Fang's eyes widened. He was more surprised to hear the word "divine breath" than to see his son wake up.
"Father, where is the imperial order?"
Grandpa Fang did not hesitate and took Fang Wenxuan to the ancestral hall to see the imperial order.
The huge ancestral hall had no tablets for worship, only an imperial decree, similar to a waist badge for entering the palace, placed in the middle of the ancestral hall.
Inside the imperial decree was the aura of the former national god.
The Wood Kingdom worships the Son of Luck, Xingchen.
All things in the world, whether plants, animals or people, have their own luck.
Dogs have their own luck, people have their own luck, and even gods have their own luck.
The Son of Luck is a god born from the luck of all things condensed by heaven and earth. He is protected by heaven and earth and is the favorite of heaven and earth.
It is said that this god can control the luck of all things and bring good luck to all things. He has powerful magic and lives as long as heaven.
Fang Wenxuan touched the imperial order with his slender fingertips. The imperial order, which was originally ordinary, suddenly flashed with a golden light.
"Son, is it divine breath? Have you sensed the divine breath of Lord Xingchen, the God of the Former Kingdom?"
"It's too weak, weaker than before. I'm afraid it won't last much longer." Fang Wenxuan murmured, "Lord Xingchen, the God of the Former Kingdom, suffered for many years and has long been missing. Only divine breath can prove that he once existed."
"How could this be? What kind of suffering did Lord Xingchen go through? Where is he?"
"Father, how did you find this divine stone?"
"Ah? Someone gave it to you."
Fang Wenxuan was surprised, "Given... given?"
"Yes."
"Father, to be honest, the reason why I fell off the cliff and fainted was not an accident, but because I was invaded by evil spirits. Originally, I could not survive this month, but today, you suddenly placed this magic stone in the room, which can overcome evil spirits. The evil spirits exploded in my body, and I just woke up. I
just felt the divine breath in the imperial order, and it was also touched by the light of the magic stone. Its power is too strong, and it can draw out the divine breath in the imperial order."
Mr. Fang was numb after hearing this!
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