Zhao Shirong's grandfather was Zhao Defang, the fourth son of Taizu. He was known as the Eight Virtuous Kings more than a hundred years ago.
And the line of the Eight Sage Kings had been on good terms with the Heaven Wave Yang Mansion for generations.
In fact, in the Song Dynasty, where literature was valued and martial arts were suppressed, the Heavenly Wave Prefecture had been declining ever since the deaths of the Seven Men, Eight Tigers, and the female generals of the Yang family.
If it weren't for the support of the Eight Virtuous Kings from generation to generation, even the ancestral mansion of the Skywave Prefecture might not have been able to defend it.
It was passed down to Zhao Shirong's generation.
He was the most outstanding person among the eight sage kings.
Zhao Shirong's understanding of the Yang family's spear technique was even more profound than the descendants of the Yang family in Bian Capital.
The Yang family's spear technique originated from the battlefield. It was the simplest killing martial art, and countless people knew it.
However, very few people knew that the true secret of the Yang Family Spear Art was the Pear Blossom Twenty-Four Forces hidden within it.
The Pear Blossom Twenty-Four Forces was a secret passed down from generation to generation in the Yang family, and it was not allowed to be taught to those who were not direct descendants.
Zhao Shirong might not know the Twenty-four Forms of Pear Blossom, but she had seen its power.
"When the martial arts reach the Dao, the world will be pacified."
"A Mid Level Martial Artist entering the Auspicious Stage, calming the body and mind."
"Low-level martial arts, anti-invasion."
"Your Yang Family Spear Art is extremely good, it can be considered as a blessing!”
The two of them sparred for an hour.
Zhao Shirong tried her best but couldn't do anything to Yang Zhao, but she also knew that Yang Zhao wasn't boasting.
Zhao Shirong's expression was strange.
He paused.
"Brother Yang, you're a smart person, so you should know that I came here to follow my grandfather's words and see if your identity is real."”
Yang Zhao nodded and didn't say anything, but he also tacitly agreed to the other party's address.
The Heaven Wave Yang Mansion and the Eight Sage Kings were old friends.
With Yang Zhao's age and identity, it wasn't too much to call Zhao Shirong 'brother'.
Zhao Shirong coquettishly rolled her eyes at Yang Zhao,"How petty! Brother, do you know how many people have used the name of the Yang family descendants to gain benefits in our Great Song?”
"That's because your Zhao Song Imperial Family owes my Yang Family."”
With one sentence, the chat ended.
Zhao Shirong choked.
For a long time, Zhao Shirong didn't know what to say.
After a while, Zhao Shirong squeezed out a faint smile and said,"Brother, let's not talk about the matters of the imperial court for the time being. I can see that your cultivation is not ordinary, and you don't only have battlefield martial arts.”
"Brother, may I ask what your plans are for entering the West Chu Forgotten Garden in such a high-profile manner?”
"This little sister has just entered the pugilistic world, can I travel with you for a few days to take care of you?”
Hearing Zhao Shirong's words, Yang Zhao's thoughts turned.
The line of the Eight Virtuous Kings had always been on good terms with the Yang family of Heaven Wave, so Zhao Shirong's intention was definitely not to monitor and control them.
That was the intention to take care of him.
And some probing?
It could be seen that the Jiangnan area of Great Song was about to be in chaos.
Thinking of this, Yang Zhao smiled and said,"Your Highness, the reputation of the Eight Virtuous Kings is naturally trustworthy. There's no need for you to probe.”
"Yang Zhao's biggest goal in coming to Jiangnan was to make money, train his soldiers, and recruit capable people.”
"When the time is right, we will go north to pacify Liao and destroy Jin, reviving the prestige of our Yang family.”
"Brother Dazhi, it's just that the imperial court has always been involved in the matter of leading troops to destroy the Hu…" Zhao Shirong's expression changed.
"The Imperial Court?" Yang Zhao said disdainfully. The princess was referring to the fatuous ruler in the court? Or the Six Thieves of the Imperial Court?"
Zhao Shirong choked again.
Towards Yang Zhao, Zhao Shirong was also helpless, regretting his talent and hated his honesty.
However, he couldn't beat her and couldn't argue with her.
Not only was Zhao Shirong a little girly, she said,"From what I hear, you're very dissatisfied with the imperial family of Great Song?”
"When the time comes, lead the army to destroy Hu! Does that mean that you'll also change the imperial family of Great Song?”
Yang Zhao looked at Zhao Shirong with disdain.
Zhao Shirong became even angrier, almost going berserk on the spot.
"Princess, are you stupid?" Yang Zhao asked.”
"Yang Zhao…" Zhao Shirong was furious.
Yang Zhao didn't care." During the Song Dynasty, Patriarch Chen Tuan lived on Mount Hua. The great craftsman in yellow lived in Bianjing. Wei Qingqing took on disciples at leisure and ordered Donglai to attain enlightenment in the Ten Extremes Pass. Wang Xianzhi guarded Wukui City.”
"Although these people haven't been seen for decades or centuries, they are all top Martial Saints who are close to the Great Song.”
"With these people around, you want me to rebel?”
"I didn't! It wasn't me! Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Shirong's expression changed.”
Martial Saint, telepathy.
Within a certain range, Martial Saints could even reach a god-like level.
A sensible person would not casually mention these people's names.
Otherwise, who knew if someone would suddenly break through the void and arrive one day? Wouldn't that be tragic?
Looking at Zhao Shirong, who was scared like a little rabbit.
Yang Zhao suddenly had a strange thought.
Inexplicably, Yang Zhao strode forward, almost sticking close to Zhao Shirong as he said,"Sister Zhao, if one day I can conquer Liao, destroy Jin, and wipe out Xixia and Beiliang, do you think I can support you to take over the Song Dynasty and become the Empress of Heaven?”
Zhao Shirong was shocked, but a strange light flashed in the depths of her eyes.
What Yang Zhao said wasn't impossible.
Zhao Shirong was the direct descendant of the Great Ancestor, she was both intelligent and talented. If she wasn't a woman, the person in charge of the Great Ancestor's bloodline would have been Zhao Shirong.
Even so, Zhao Shirong was still very famous in the Zhao Imperial Family.
Otherwise, in the Song Dynasty where scholars ruled, the line of the Great Ancestor would not allow Zhao Shirong, a daughter of the first wife, to roam the martial world.
This in itself was the great ancestor's bloodline, which had placed great expectations on him.
In addition, the Song court and Taizong's line had relied on trickery to get to the top, and the current officials were extremely muddle-headed.
If he had the support of a world-shaking army, he would be able to achieve heaven-shaking feats.
Zhao Shirong might be able to imitate Zhao Kuangyin and wear the royal robe of Zhao Song.
For a moment, Zhao Shirong's heart started to pound.
"Younger Sister, you can't be serious, right?" Yang Zhao suddenly laughed.”
Zhao Shirong looked at Yang Zhao's handsome face, which was so close to her, and her pretty face blushed.
Then, Zhao Shirong realized that she had been tricked and said angrily,""Yang Zhao, you're a bastard, I'll kill you!”
Zhao Shirong quickly shouted and slashed at Yang Zhao with her sword.
Yang Zhao joked with him.
All of a sudden, the relationship between the two of them improved and became much closer.
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