Chapter 367 Small Glutinous Rice Dumplings

"Tiandao? This name sounds very domineering, but it is best to give it a nickname when you are young. It will be fun to tease."

Bai Qian tightened her arms around Yang Jiao's neck, and fell asleep after speaking.

Two days later.

Bai Qian held Yang Jiao's arm affectionately and walked among the mountains and waters, the beautiful birds singing and the fragrance of flowers.

"Yang Jiao, I've calculated these days. The second day of September is a good time to get married and cultivate the land. Why don't you tell your father that we get married on that day."

Bai Qian added another sentence at the end:

"I know it's not prudent for me to say this, and it wouldn't be good for you to bring it up. Why don't I let my father and mother bring it up first? After all, it is a major matter of marriage. It would be more prudent for an old man to say it."

Yang Jiao turned to look at her and said with a smile:

"At this moment, my father must be more anxious than you. When what happened to my second brother, and then after the marriage was decided between you and me, he couldn't wait to complete the marriage between the Sky Clan and the Fox Clan immediately, and was deeply afraid of what would happen again. misfortune."

"But you disappeared because of the seal on Qing Cang, and it has been delayed until now."

"So, after Zheyan went to Tiangong to tell him that you had been released from seclusion, I'm afraid he will come to Qingqiu in person soon."

When Bai Qian heard this, she felt even happier.

Suddenly, a young man wearing green thick rope woven clothing ran over in a hurry:

"Auntie, His Highness Mo Jiao, the Heavenly Lord of Tiangong and Emperor Donghua have come to our Qingqiu, and are currently discussing the wedding date with the Lord and the others."

"During this period, Tianjun said that the marriage should not be postponed any longer and that it would be better to do it quickly."

After hearing this, Yang Jiao shook his head slightly. It was really his father's way of doing things, but it was completely normal when he thought about it.

The seven gods in the family are also friends with Zheyan. Their strength is unparalleled in the world.

In contrast, the Dragon Clan, including him, only has three gods. Others, such as Emperor Donghua, Yuanshi Tianzun and others, do not care about the rights and wrongs of political affairs.

In this way, they hurriedly roped in the Qingqiu Fox Clan and formed an alliance.

Bai Qian immediately ordered:

"Mi Gu, go find out more and find out when the final wedding date is."

"yes."

The young man, Migu, replied.

His body is a lost valley tree, and this kind of tree is born with its own guiding function.

At that time, the Fox Emperor discovered it from Mount Zhaoyao in the Southern Wilderness, so he carried it home and planted it in front of his house.

After arriving in Qingqiu, he absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transformed into an immortal, and then chose to stay in Qingqiu. He was arranged by the Fox Emperor to take care of Bai Qian, who is now equivalent to the butler of Qingqiu Fox Cave.

Seven months later, on the second day of September.

The god Mo Jiao brings the immortals of the Heavenly Palace, and the Ming matchmaker is marrying the god Qingqiu Baiqian.

Because this is not only the marriage between the Tian Clan and the Fox Clan, but also the marriage between two gods.

One of them is the Three Yuan Emperor of the Heavenly Palace, the most beautiful man in the world, and the lord of the gods. The other is the empress of Qingqiu Yihuang, the most beautiful woman in the world, and the aunt admired by the gods.

Therefore, on the day of marriage, congratulations will be given for seven or forty-nine consecutive days.

Three hundred years later.

Ten miles of peach trees.

"Why did you bring Xiaotuanzi to my peach forest today? You are a mother, don't you still want to have a drink in front of your child?"

Zheyan looked at Bai Qian, who was dressed in Tsing Yi and looked even more elegant than before. She was holding a hand with a handsome child of four or five years old, wearing a gray brocade robe and a hat. He looked as white and tender as a glutinous rice dumpling.

I saw this child holding the hat on his head from time to time.

Bai Qian folded her face and said:

"When I was a child, I often drank secretly. I drank so much that I slept for several days, which was not a good thing."

Her tone paused slightly:

"But I'm not here for a drink this time."

"This is not because Dong Haijun is happy to have a son and specially sent me a wedding invitation. Normally I don't like to join in such fun, but when my mother had a difficult delivery, fortunately Shuijun's mother-in-law helped to let her go. Mother has suffered a lot."

"So, I don't want to be ungrateful when people invite me this time, so I come to the banquet. But as soon as I come near the East China Sea, I will definitely come to see you, God."

Zheyan laughed and said:

"I think you even want to drop by my Chunyang Cave and bring some peach blossoms back to the Heavenly Palace."

Bai Qian heard this and said with a smile:

"God's eyes are indeed as bright as a torch."

Suddenly, Zheyan seemed to think of something and asked:

"This time, are you sending me some luminous pearls again?"

Bai Qian didn't know why and said:

"Yes what's the matter."

Suddenly, the handsome child beside him held his forehead and sighed helplessly:

"Who among the people of Tiangong and Qingqiu doesn't know that God Bai Qian likes to give luminous pearls the most when giving gifts."

"Based on the level of your immortal status and your mood that day, you will decide whether to give the gift a big one or a small one."

"In the past, when my grandpa lived in the Fox Cave, the pond not far away had a mountain of luminous pearls, but now they have bottomed out."

"Alas, my prodigal mother never knew how to leave more wealth for her son."

After Zheyan heard this, he immediately became happy.

Bai Qian squatted down and kneaded his fair face:

"You little glutinous rice dumpling, you dare to arrange your own mother like this. It seems that you have reached your age. You should be hung up and punished like your second uncle did to your cousin Fengjiu."

Even though the child's face was being squeezed by his mother, he still said intermittently:

"Cousin Fengjiu, she was obsessed with Emperor Donghua, so she was brought back from Taichen Palace by her second uncle to teach her a lesson."

"And I am devoted to the Tao of Heaven, and I don't have any worldly love or affection at all. Even if I do, I still have great love for the common people."

Zheyan looked at Tiandao acting like a young adult and couldn't help but said to Bai Qian:

"Xiao Wu, this kid's attitude toward cultivation is exactly the same as Mo Jiao's."

After Bai Qian gave Tiandao a look in your eyes, he stood up and sighed:

"Xiao Tuanzi has been led by his father to practice since he was a child. I don't know if it's because of the precepts and deeds. He wants to practice all the time."

"If I hadn't always cared for him with great motherly love, he would probably have grown up to have the indifferent and indifferent temperament of Yang Jiao in the future."

She paused and said with a slight headache:

"If I hadn't dragged him out this time, I'm afraid he would still be practicing with Yang Jiao."

After Zheyan heard this, he walked to Tiandao and squatted down, smiling and saying:

"Xiao Tuanzi, what do you mean by great love?"

The way of heaven is serious:

"It is infinite compassion. Seeing all things, you can have compassion and great love for them, and treat them with equality and justice."

He said with some frustration on his face:

"But I can't do this yet. My father told me that only when I am strong enough in cultivation, so strong that I don't need to ask for anything from outside, and only when others ask for it from me, can I truly have a heart of great love."

Zheyan smiled. He was really a child with the kind of asceticism that Mo Jiao could teach. Then he patted Tiandao's little head and asked with a smile:

"Then do you like practicing?"

Tiandao frowned and said in confusion:

"I like it. I feel myself getting stronger little by little. Isn't it natural that I like it?"

Bai Qian on the side pouted:

"The father and son are almost cut out of the same mold. They can enjoy boring and boring cultivation practice."