Chapter 196 You can be a dog if you want, but don’t get in my way!
The next day, after finishing the daily military training, Zhou Tieyi combed his hair with the help of Baimei. As his authority grew, Baimei always liked to comb his hair when dressing him up, but as a modern man, it was impossible to do this without help.

Of course, even though this ancient incarnation had someone to serve him, he still couldn't get it.

After combing his hair, Zhou Tieyi looked in the mirror. Today he was wearing a small gold crown, made of pure gold filigree and embellished with rubies, which held down his black hair. Accessorized with an ebony jade hairpin, he looked much more energetic.

After fixing the hairpin, Zhou Tieyi walked towards the ancestral temple by himself.

Jin Chao has condensed the priesthood of [Nurturing]. When his mind returned to Zhou Mansion, he immediately realized that something was wrong with Zhou Mansion!

His [Nurturing] priesthood was suppressed within the Zhou Mansion, and the source of this was none other than the Zhou Mansion’s ancestral temple!

The Zhou family, General Huwei, is a clan that has been passed down for three hundred years, but there are only a few tablets in four generations, which is totally contrary to basic logic!

The Zhou family has been practicing martial arts for generations and has no shortage of women with strong fertility, so they should have had children long ago.

But in fact, from the generation of his great-grandfather, who had been a powerful general for more than a hundred years, he only had one son, his grandfather. His grandfather was able to have one more child, his father and his uncle, but unfortunately his uncle also died in Sunset Pass.

And my father only had me and my brother.

The fertility of the entire Zhou family is in a strange state, as if they were cursed.

Zhou Tieyi didn't think much about it at first, but with the priesthood of [Nurturing], he could be sure that the source of the curse was the Zhou family ancestral temple!

While thinking, I walked through the bamboo forest.

The gourd pattern, which symbolizes many children and good fortune, now seems extremely ironic.

As soon as Zhou Tieyi arrived at the ancestral temple, the mute old man sensed it.

The Zhou family's gravekeeper looked the same as when I saw him two months ago, so thin that he looked like he had just crawled out of a grave!
"Dumb old man."

Zhou Tieyi looked at the mute old man and greeted him respectfully as before.

The owl-like eyes of the mute old man also showed a happy expression, and he nodded to Zhou Tieyi repeatedly.

In Zhou Tieyi's eyes, the aura above the mute old man's head appeared white, with wisps of ominous gray entwined, representing death.

If he had just traveled through time and had incomplete knowledge of this world, Zhou Tieyi would naturally think it was normal, because this was the kind of luck that an old man who was about to die should have.

But now it seems that the more normal something is, the more abnormal it becomes.

For example, my own mother, for example, the mute old man.

After entering the ancestral hall, Zhou Tieyi first burned incense to his ancestors.

After the ceremony, he looked to the right for the only small staircase leading to the second floor.

When he walked to the small ladder, the next moment, the mute old man stood in front of Zhou Tieyi.

The speed was so fast that Zhou Tieyi didn't notice anything. He could only feel the surrounding space being plucked like a string.

"Dumb old man?"

Zhou Tieyi's voice was filled with doubt.

Old Mute looked at Zhou Tieyi seriously, the kindness in his eyes remained unchanged, and then he shook his head.

Zhou Tieyi asked tentatively, "If we can't go up now, will we be able to go up later?"

This time, the mute old man did not refuse and nodded seriously.

Zhou Tieyi looked up, and his [real vision] could only see darkness, and he could not see anything more.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Tieyi did not move, but left the ancestral temple and walked towards Zhou's mother's Shouyi courtyard.

He thought a lot along the way.

For example, why the emperor designated the Zhou family as the "pond" to trap Zhou's mother.

Now the reason has been explained.

It’s not because the Zhou family is lucky, but because among the military heroes that the emperor trusted back then, there were the fewest people from the Zhou family.

With fewer people, the possibility of rebellion is lower, even if you have a Taoist fish dragon at home.

For example, according to what the Lord of Daming Palace said, his mother was plotted against as soon as she was born, but wasn’t it the same with his father as soon as he was born?
The Yin-Yang family came here specifically to change the name and determine the fate...

Zhou Tieyi let out a long sigh in his heart. This conspiracy might have lasted for more than twenty years. They are really cunning as they get older!

Arriving at Zhou's mother's Shouyi Courtyard, she was tending to the flowers and plants. Although her flower-growing skills were average, she must have dug up a lot of saintly soil in the past!
When Zhou's mother saw her son coming over, she put down the shovel in her hand and said, "You came here, you must have something to ask me. Tell me, what is it this time?"

Zhou Tieyi looked at the servants beside him, and they left the yard on their own.

Zhou Tieyi then stepped forward with a smile and said, "I went to the ancestral temple today, but Old Mute wouldn't let me enter the second floor."

Mother Zhou didn't look surprised, and asked, "Didn't he always forbid you to go to the second floor?"

Zhou Tieyi said, "Mother, do you know what's on the second floor?"

Mother Zhou nodded casually.

Zhou Tieyi found this a bit strange. His mother knew about this, but she didn't look worried at all.

So he continued to test and asked, "Mother, is our family the bloodline of the Holy Emperor?"

This made Zhou's mother laugh. "You used to be smart, why are you so confused today? If our family is of the Holy Emperor's bloodline, would His Majesty still let me marry into the Zhou family?"

Zhou Tieyi smiled awkwardly. Of course he knew that this was impossible. The reason why the Emperor of Daxia was confident in letting Taoist Yulong marry into the Zhou family was because he was sure that Taoist Yulong would not be able to give birth to many children.

As long as there are few children, it will be easy to watch.

If there are too many children and they spread all over the world, even the emperor won’t be able to keep up with them, and by then they will really be able to slip through the net.

"That……"

Zhou Tieyi wanted to ask more.

Zhou's mother sighed, "You don't have to think too much about this. The Zhou family is small, which is a bad thing, but also a good thing. Since your grandfather decided this way, then let's live like this. If you want to have many children and good fortune in the future, just tear down the ancestral temple."

Zhou Tieyi understood this sentence.

The ancestors of the Zhou family paid the price of "many children and more blessings" and gained other things. So even though his grandfather died, his father has not yet become a third-rank official, and his mother is trapped in Tianjing, the strength of the Zhou family is still enough to intimidate other third-rank officials and preserve their own military power.

"This ancestral temple should be demolished in the future."

Zhou Tieyi said affirmatively.

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Beams of lights lit up, alternating day and night with the setting sun in the distance.

Tiger Power Weaponry.

Chen Daxing was just about to review what he had learned today with the help of the light - after the initial military training, these 300 teenagers had begun to familiarize themselves with the tools and were polishing some basic parts under the guidance of the old masters.

"Chen Daxing, what kind of shit luck do you have!"

One of the Zhou Mansion's personal guards who was training them walked up to Chen Daxing with a smile and patted him on the shoulder.

"what?"

Chen Daxing didn't react at all, because in his subconscious, his best luck was entering the Huwei Weaponry and meeting Wang Mingyi.

The guard didn't say much, patted Chen Daxing on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, come with me, it's a good thing."

The guard did not say what the good news was, but just took Chen Daxing to the gate of Huwei Bingfang.

There was a gorgeous carriage parked here. The carriage was nearly ten feet high and twenty feet wide. This carriage should have been pulled by at least two horses, but it was pulled by only one handsome black horse.

Loving horses is in the nature of men and women.

What's more, this horse is so beautiful that it doesn't seem to be a thing of this world, so Chen Daxing was stunned when he saw the horse. What's more, behind the carriage, there are five majestic knights wearing tight clothes and sharp swords on their waists.

The guard patted Chen Daxing on the shoulder and said, "Hurry up and meet the Second Young Master."

Second young master?
The second young master of the Zhou family!
Zhou Tieyi showed his true martial arts skills in front of this group of boys that day, which naturally left a very deep impression on Chen Daxing.

Especially when chatting with Brother Yi, Brother Yi mentioned the Second Young Master many times, but his words were full of admiration and complex emotions that he could not understand.

"No need to be polite, just get in the car."

Zhou Tieyi's chuckle came from the carriage. Chen Daxing looked at the short coat and black bell-bottom pants he was wearing. Although this was the clothing issued by the Huwei Military Academy, it was already very good for ordinary people, but Chen Daxing was afraid of getting on the carriage and dirtying the carriage of the nobles. This was the truth he was taught since he was a child.

"I dare not. If you have anything to ask, just ask me directly."

Another sneer came from the carriage. "Is this what Wang Mingyi taught you? He himself is a half-baked student, what can he teach? I told you to get on, so you got on."

The guard looked at Chen Daxing with envy and pushed him again, "Go ahead, the second young master is easy to talk to."

Chen Daxing got into the car reluctantly.

On the top of the carriage, an ink stone mechanism emitted a soft glow, illuminating the entire carriage. The floor was covered with a woven mat. No one knew what the mat was made of, but it emitted a cool breeze all the time, which greatly reduced the temperature in the entire carriage, making it very different from being outside. Even the sweat on Chen Daxing's forehead disappeared in an instant.

Inside the carriage, two people sat opposite each other with a small table in the middle. The clean, mellow smell of incense wafted into their nostrils.

He Qigong frowned slightly because of the sour smell on Chen Daxing. If he was in his own house, he would have kicked Chen Daxing out of the car long ago, but in front of Zhou Tieyi, he didn't dare to do so.

"Come sit next to me."

Zhou Tieyi waved to Chen Daxing.

Chen Daxing just felt like he was in a dream. Even though he had been reminded several times, he was still too embarrassed to move.

Zhou Tieyi sighed in his heart.

Some people will commit fraud and steal fame even if they are given a chicken feather, while some people will not dare to act rashly even if a mountain of gold is before their eyes.

"I told you to sit over here, so just sit over here. Are you trying to make me angry?"

Zhou Tieyi's voice contained a hint of reprimand, but Chen Daxing felt relieved instead and quickly sat down next to Zhou Tieyi.

Zhou Tieyi pushed a glass of plum wine in front of Chen Daxing.

"I heard that you have a good relationship with Wang Mingyi?"

"To answer the Second Young Master, yes."

Zhou Tieyi raised his cup and smiled again, "You have a good relationship with him, why didn't he take you with him to the banquet today?"

This question immediately made Chen Daxing's brain crash.

After a while, he whispered, "My family background is not good, so it's normal that Brother Yi doesn't take me with him."

He Qigong, who was sitting opposite, finally relaxed his frown. This kid finally had some self-awareness.

But when he saw that this smelly kid was actually able to sit next to Zhou Tieyi, even with his cunningness, he felt unwilling and jealous.

Zhou Tieyi smiled again, "Then do you want Wang Mingyi to take you to the banquet in the future?"

Zhou Tieyi’s words are like a thread. On the other end of the thread are friendship and future, and on this end of the thread is what Chen Daxing considers to be his humble self.

Chen Daxing wanted to say he didn't dare, but Zhou Tieyi had guessed what he was going to say and suddenly said, "You've already sat next to me, what are you afraid of?"

Chen Daxing looked up and met Zhou Tieyi's eyes.

Yes, I'm already sitting next to the Second Young Master, so what is there to be afraid of?

He thought for a moment and said forcefully, "Yes, I will work hard and strive to become a monk as soon as possible, so that I can follow Brother Yi and the Second Young Master to attend the banquet legitimately."

"Ambitious!"

Zhou Tieyi gave Chen Daxing a thumbs up, and then changed the subject, "But today, I want to take you to the banquet first to see what your sworn brother has to say."

Jueying neighed and rode his horse towards Qinglong City.

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Qinglong City, Wangshu Tower.

The top six floors were completely booked today for a literary gathering.

Since the Tianjing Newspaper published the entire Tianjing, and with the Simin's son Dong Xiude taking the lead in criticizing it, it became a trend for the literati and poets of the entire Tianjing to hold literary meetings to criticize the Tianjing Newspaper.

The same is true for today's gathering at Wangshu Tower.

Wang Mingyi didn't want to come at first, but his classmates at Taiyuan College had invited him several times before, so it would be unreasonable for him not to come again.

The gorgeous lights decorated the entire 200-foot Wangshu Tower into a lighthouse. Inside the lighthouse, well-dressed scholars, accompanied by beautiful maids and drinking fine wine, talked about the teachings of Confucius and Mencius and criticized Zhou Tieyi's stupidity. After a while, the embroidered articles were spread all over the floor, and the whole paper was filled with insults to Zhou Tieyi, but not a single dirty word.

Once someone says something extremely well, people around him will inevitably praise it loudly, as if this would be able to nail Zhou Tieyi to history's pillar of shame.

Wang Mingyi felt a little annoyed. He looked at his junior brother who was talking the loudest in the crowd, then picked up a glass of wine, walked to the railing and enjoyed the evening breeze.

Suddenly he found another person who was the same as himself, so he stepped forward, bowed and said, "Hello, friend. I am Wang Mingyi from Taixue College. May I know your name?"

As a top student at the Imperial Academy, Wang Mingyi was well-informed and could recognize almost all the best Confucian scholars of his generation.

But he did not recognize the Confucian scholar in front of him.

Cui Yu bowed and returned the greeting, "Lulin Academy, Shantong Mansion, Cui Yu."

After the two men greeted each other, Cui Yu thought about it and realized that the man in front of him was Che Wenyuan's follower. However, he was a little curious why everyone inside was helping Wang Mingyi to curse his enemy Zhou Tieyi, but Wang Mingyi walked out.

Just as Cui Yu was thinking about how to start, there was a sudden noise and curses from inside. The loudest voice shouted, "Zhou Zhong the barbarian is here!"

Zhou Tieyi's carriage stopped in front of Wangshu Tower. The owner of Wangshu Tower had already received the news and hurried out. Seeing Zhou Tieyi accompanied by a boy and a young man, and only five personal guards behind him, the owner breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Zhou Er, why did you think of coming to our shop today?"

Zhou Tieyi walked straight inside and said casually, "Why can't I come to your Wangshu Tower?"

The owner of Wangshu Tower hurriedly followed and said with a flattering smile, "What are you talking about? You are the general flag of the God-Slaying Division. Tianjing is so big, so you must have been there."

Sweat was beading on his forehead, and there was a group of Confucian scholars on the rooftop who were cursing Zhou Tieyi!
If Zhou Tieyi were allowed to go upstairs and kill someone, his Wangshu Tower would not be as well-fortified as Tianbao Tower.

"Where are you going?"

Zhou Tieyi looked at the owner of Wangshu Tower with a half-smile, "That's just right. I'm going to the top floor of your building today to see the night view."

The owner of Wangshu Tower was sweating coldly. He took a few quick steps and stood in front of Zhou Tieyi. "Master Zhou Er, the roof of Wangshu Tower has been booked today. How about I vacate the entire building for Master Zhou Er tomorrow to enjoy the night view?"

Zhou Tieyi also stopped and asked, "I heard that your Wangshu Tower has a rule that you don't have to pay to enter the top three floors, you just need to leave your calligraphy?"

The owner of Wangshu Tower nodded and said, "Yes, there is such a rule."

Zhou Tieyi clapped his hands and smiled, "That's perfect. I am an immortal poet, and today I just happen to meet friends through literature."

It was obvious that Zhou Tieyi was here to cause trouble, so the owner of Wangshu Tower didn't dare to let Zhou Tieyi in. He just begged, "Master Zhou Er, it's not easy for me to run a business..."

He was just about to say a few sad words.

Snapped!
The crisp sound of applause resounded throughout the lobby on the first floor. The literati who were already looking at this place glared at them even more angrily. How could anyone who could come to Wangshu Tower to spend money be an ordinary person?

Zhou Tieyi’s slap directly knocked the owner of Wangshu Tower to the ground.

It’s not easy to do business, so how come Wangshu Tower has grown so big?

Do you think I, Zhou Tieyi, really don’t know the trick behind this?
The owner of Wangshu Tower was also stunned. He had always heard that Zhou Tieyi was arrogant and domineering, but now he really believed that seeing is believing. Even if he had been humble in the past, the literati and famous scholars he interacted with all gave him face. He had never been slapped to the ground like a dog like today.

In an instant, when he looked up, a fierce look appeared in his eyes.

Zhou Tieyi laughed out loud, "That's right, that's right."

He pointed at the owner of Wangshu Tower and smiled at He Qigong, "A dog should behave like a dog. When others come to bully you, you should always bark for your master."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the face of the owner of Wangshu Tower. His eyes were fierce and murderous, and a gust of wind blew the lights, "But you can be a dog if you want, but don't get in my way, Zhou Tieyi!"

The owner of Wangshu Tower only reacted at this time. The person who stepped on him really dared to kill him. Even if the three officials came, they might not be able to save him. The fierce look in his eyes immediately turned into fear, fear from the bottom of his bones.

The peerless jester Zhou Tieyi!
There are only wrong names, no wrong nicknames!

The fierce look in Wangshu Tower Master's eyes faded, and Zhou Tieyi didn't want to argue with the dog. He smiled and said, "Come on, smile. Dogs have to smile when they see people. Otherwise, we'll just kill them and eat their meat!"

The owner of Wangshu Tower pulled up the corners of his mouth with difficulty, revealing a smile that was uglier than crying.

Zhou Tieyi clapped his hands and laughed, "Good dog, good dog, Rujia trained this dog well!"

When all the writers in the room heard these words, they all changed color. These words were heart-breaking!

(End of this chapter)