Where is the sword of the reborn eagle

Guo Mo stood up and toasted one by one without anyone persuading him.

There are quite a few wine lovers present, especially Chen Xuanfeng and Qiu Chuji, clamoring to beat Guo Mo.

How did they know that Guo Mo possessed the peerless skill of "Six Meridians Excalibur" and could only fight?

A banquet, drinking until the moon hangs in the sky, is coming to an end.

Four of the "Seven Monsters of the South of the Yangtze River", and two of the "Seven Sons of Quanzhen", went back to live in the "Songfeng Pavilion".

Everyone in "Peach Blossom Island", each with its own courtyard, also went back.

The huge "Fulong Residence" became deserted in an instant.

Guo Mo stood up staggeringly, the "Nine Suns Divine Art" spread all over his body, and he lost all alcohol in an instant.

Turn around and go to the back house, it's good if it's deserted, no one comes to make trouble in the "bridal chamber", which saves a lot of trouble.

After entering the door, Huang Rong was still sitting on the head of the bed in an orderly manner, with all her clothes on.

"Rong'er, it's hard for you."

Go forward in a hurry and use a steelyard next to you to lift the curtain of the head. This is called "satisfaction".

Tingxiang and Wenfu also came to help, removing the bride's dress.

"Rong'er, are you still hungry? Do you want me to get you something to eat?"

Guo Mo suddenly thought that under normal circumstances, the bride would not have a chance to eat for a day.

Tingxiang and Wenfu beside them laughed.

"Uncle, Miss has just eaten."

Well, Huang Rong is always different.

Ting Xiang and Wen Fu came over, one of them was carrying a tray, and the other cut off a bunch of hair from the bride and groom's head, combed them together with red tassels, put them into the prepared bag, and completed the "Hair Tie" present".

The two each held a goblet, sat opposite each other, and drank the wine from the cup.

Tingxiang said: "Miss, Uncle, it's getting late, you can rest."

The two little girls packed their things, closed the door, and backed out with smirks on their faces.

There were only two people left in the bridal chamber, and it was quiet, no one spoke.

"Rong...Rong'er, you are so beautiful."

Guo Mo, who has always been eloquent, took a long time to hold back such a sentence.

"Brother Mo, please take pity on Rong'er..."

The red candle tears until the night is still young,

A song of sympathy discusses the short and the long.

Since then, I have been infatuated with the good night,

Nanke has dreams but not yellow beams.

The autumn night is long, the autumn insects hum, the autumn wind sings lightly...

Chapter 174 Fulong Asks Right

The bridal chamber stopped red candles last night,

Waiting for Xiaotang to pay respects to uncle and aunt.

After putting on makeup, I asked my husband-in-law in a low voice,

The thrush is deep and light, and there is no time.

The autumn morning is extraordinarily fresh and quiet.

Guo Mo has developed a habit over the years, and he automatically opened his eyes every minute of every day.

A new house, a new bed, a new day, and a bride and groom.

"Brother Mo, are you awake?"

Martial arts are advanced to a certain level, and even a little bit of daily privacy is hard to escape.

"Rong'er, I want to get up and see my parents."

"Stop bluffing me, your mother is still far away in the desert, even if it's time to 'give uncle and aunt', let me sleep a little longer, I slept too late last night."

Huang Rong lazily changed her posture and continued to close her eyes, but Guo Mo knew that she was not sleeping again.

"Rong'er, you are so smart, shall I give you a test question?"

"Okay, you say."

He casually pandered to a sentence without opening his eyes.

"Tell me, in this world, what kind of person ages the fastest?" Guo Mo throws out a stalk for later generations.

No matter how clever Huang Rong was, even after guessing a few answers, she still didn't get it right.

"Okay, you can announce the answer."

"The answer is: bride. You see, yesterday was still a 'bride', and after one night, she became a 'wife', haha—"

"Do you want to die--"

Only then did Huang Rong realize that she had been "tricked", and habitually kicked her up.

Guo Mo, the master of a generation, rose in response to the sound and flew away from the wedding bed.

After some squabbling, the two were no longer sleepy.

Tingxiang and Wenfu who were outside the house earlier knocked on the door and came in when they heard movement in the house.

"Morning lady, uncle, you two hurry up and wash up, the master and madam are already waiting in the living room in front."

Both of them had washing utensils and prepared warm water in their hands.

"Haha, Rong'er, do I count it as a married woman? You don't have to get up early to 'pay respect to uncle and aunt', but I have to visit 'uncle and aunt'."

They were joking, and did not delay the movement of their hands. The two dressed neatly, and with the help of the two little girls, they finished washing.

Seeing the little girl Tingxiang, she sneaked to the bedside, took out a pair of scissors, cut off a large piece of the good new bed sheet, folded it carefully, and put it away.

Both Guo Mo and Huang Rong pretended not to see it.

Guo Mo had a premonition of something, and went to take something specially, and hid it in his sleeve.

After packing up, the two went out to the front yard.

In the reception hall, yesterday's mess of cups and plates had long since been removed, but the scarlet lettering of happiness and a few scarlet lanterns were still there.

When Guo Mo and Huang Rong arrived, there were already four people in the hall. Three of them were high above them, and they were divided into guests and hosts, while one stood with hands folded.

Of course the person standing was the one with long eyebrows and no beard. Yesterday Guo Mo felt that this person was unusual, not that Guo Mo guessed that this person was an eunuch, but that he knew that this person must also be a master.

Can't help but think of a legendary martial arts book, Jin Daxia concealed its origin, only saying that it was created by the "former eunuch".

With the huge amount of information of later generations, there are different opinions about the source of this martial arts book.

However, the view that the collection originated from the Tang or Song Dynasty is the most clear, and it refers directly to two people, one is Yang Sixu of the Tang Dynasty, and the other is Tong Guan of the Song Dynasty.

Both of them have that knowledge and ability, but Guo Mo believes that it should be the latter.

Because the latter is too notorious, and it is not easy to obliterate the authenticity of his creation, Jin Daxia had no choice but to hide his real name, only saying "the eunuch of the former dynasty".

If it were Yang Sixuan of the Tang Dynasty, he should have no such worries.

Seeing the positions of the three present, Guo Mo and Huang Rong were taken aback.

Huang Rong was really stunned, the three of them took their seats as guests and hosts, but her parents sat in the guest seats, while the person who came yesterday was sitting in the main seat, her "uncle" or "foster father" .

At this time, Huang Rong had also returned to her ice-snow and smart state. She knew that there must be something she didn't know.

Seeing this posture, Guo Mo just sighed silently in his heart.

"Hey, is this going to be a complete showdown?"

"Father, mother—"

"Father-in-law, mother-in-law—"

The two still greeted Huang Yaoshi and Feng Heng, but bowed their hands politely to Emperor Ningzong.

"Mo'er, Rong'er, come and sit at the front."

Feng Heng opened his mouth to speak, but he could vaguely hear some excitement or trembling in his voice.

"Mo'er, do you still remember what I told you before?"

"You mean my background?"

Now that he has decided to face it calmly, Guo Mo no longer hides it.

"Yes, I just woke up that day. The first time I saw you, I called 'brother-in-law'. That's because you really look like brother-in-law back then."

"Later, I confirmed that you were adopted by your current mother. And your birth date is exactly the same as that of your sister and brother-in-law's, October [-]th in the sixth year of Qingyuan."

"Besides, your name is exactly the same as that of that child's, both with the word 'mo'."

Speaking of this, Feng Heng was already weeping. Although Huang Rong was surprised, she walked over silently and gently supported her mother's back.

"Last month, I went to Lin'an and found a 'brother-in-law' whom I hadn't seen for many years. Yesterday was the day of your wedding with Rong'er, so I decided to ask him to come too."

When it comes to this matter, if you don't know what's going on, you're really a fool.

And none of these people in the room are fools.

"I know, that's why when Rong'er and I paid homage to Gaotang yesterday, we also bowed to 'him'."

Speaking of "he", Guo Mo looked at Emperor Ningzong who was sitting there, and the old man's tears also flowed down.

"Mo... Moer—"

Seeing that Guo Mo had already guessed that his own father was in person, Feng Heng was always relieved. She had to wait until Guo Mo and Huang Rong got married before she would announce the matter.

He was just worried that Guo Mo would not be able to accept this layer of window paper, or that something uncontrollable would happen.

"Mo'er, don't blame your biological parents. Your mother, that is, my poor sister, passed away when you were two months old."

"And your father also has a last resort, he..."

"I know, and I understand his difficulties."

Guo Mo interrupted Feng Heng, took out the swaddle from his sleeve, and handed it to Feng Heng.

As soon as Feng Heng opened it, Emperor Ningzong who was sitting next to him stood up, took two steps forward, and snatched the swaddle from Feng Heng's hand.

"This... This swaddle is still there? This is your mother, who made it stitch by stitch, and the words on it are written by myself."

"October [-]th in the sixth year of Qingyuan, Mo"

Emperor Ningzong got this swaddling baby, his originally suppressed emotions could no longer be controlled, and he burst into tears.

"Ah Han, it's because I'm useless, it's because I failed to protect you two well—"

Emperor Ningzong's howling, Feng Heng's low sobbing, Huang Rong and the old eunuch were also on the sidelines, weeping silently...

"Mo'er, what do you mean, you already know the identity of your brother-in-law, and you knew earlier that you are the son of an official family in Song Dynasty?"

At this moment, Feng Heng was completely shocked. She couldn't understand how Guo Mo could still act like a normal person since he knew the truth.

If this was someone else, he would have gone to the palace long ago to recognize his ancestors and return to his clan.

After all, Feng Heng is not a real Jianghu person, let alone understand the psychology of a modern person.

"Yes, as early as a few months ago, when my fourth master 'Nanshan Qiaozi' Nan Xiren came and brought me this swaddle, they had already guessed it."

"Then how many of your masters?..."

The old eunuch stood with his hands down, but his ears were not idle. When he heard that several of Guo Mo's masters knew his identity, he must have committed an "occupational disease".

"Hmph, although you are good at martial arts, you may not be a match for my four masters."

Hearing what the old eunuch said, Guo Mo couldn't help snorting coldly.

"You old bastard, Mo'er's masters are naturally his own. They have worked so hard to raise Mo'er, so will they harm him again?"

Emperor Ningzong also hurriedly reprimanded the old eunuch, he really didn't want to leave a bad impression on his newly recognized son.

"It's all the old slave's lake. It's the old slave's bad intentions. Please forgive me, Mr. Qi..."