After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

The bamboo house is surrounded by greenery, and the breeze blows in through the open windows, bringing the sounds of birds and cicadas.

The old man sitting on the bedside looked weak and pale due to his injuries, and his lips were covered with dead skin from days of sleep, but his eyes were as sharp as swords, piercing with spirit.

He spread out his hands and spoke slowly to the people in the room, briefly explaining the reason for the matter.

"My benefactors, I don't need to hide it from you anymore. I am the Chi Zhao Imperial Censor, responsible for supervising all officials."

The old man endured the pain and straightened his back, as if he was lime that had been mined from the mountains after being polished thousands of times, not afraid of the burning fire, and not afraid of being smashed to pieces.

"During this time, I discovered that they were doing a lot of things that disrupted the government and harmed the people. I wanted to report it to the emperor, but I didn't expect them to attack me even faster."

The dry five fingers gradually clenched due to anger and unwillingness, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging.

"All the men who protected me have died. I thought this was the end for me... I never expected that I would not die, everyone..."

He struggled to get out of bed, put aside the arrogance brought by his high position, and kowtowed deeply in sincere gratitude. The people in the room were stunned for a moment before they reacted and hurriedly reached out to help him.

"Serious words."

Zong Zhengyan's father looked kind and said, "It is most important to recover from your injuries as soon as possible and present the evidence."

For a moment, the old man seemed like a candle in the wind, his bright eyes turned dim and turbid, and he looked lonely.

"Hey……"

His eyes swept across these people who were wearing coarse cloth but had extraordinary looks, and he understood a little more.

I think he is a reclusive person.

Since he has already retired, he naturally has no intention of participating in the struggles outside the world. It would be better for me to leave early.

While he was lost in thought, the boy's clear and innocent voice said, "Can you tell us what's going on outside?"

The mother did not stop Zong Zhengzhuo from asking questions. To keep avoiding them would only make them completely disconnected from the world, and then they would be eliminated as ignorant people.

Whether from the perspective of the law of survival or the self-esteem of the Zong Zheng family, it is difficult to accept.

The old man paused, his eyes met the boy's bright and sparkling eyes, then turned to the entrance of the house, where a group of children were leaning against the door frame and looking inside curiously, listening attentively.

His heart was suddenly filled with the desire to talk.

Young people should climb mountains and cross seas to appear brilliant while they are young.

“The current situation in the world is not optimistic.”

The old man's back was straight, and the breeze from the window blew up the white hair on his temples, which brought with it the vicissitudes of time and the ups and downs of his youth's courage.

"Chi Zhao and Yin Chen are constantly at war, Qing Xuan and Xuan Yue are at war to the death, and the ambitions of the four nations are clear and there is no peace."

He sighed and said sadly, "Every time a war breaks out, there are millions of corpses and blood everywhere. Refugees flee and starve to death everywhere. Every wild flower on the roadside is watered with blood."

The room was filled with silence.

"When the nest is overturned, how can the eggs remain intact? In the midst of war, where can people escape?"

Zong Zheng has been in seclusion for too long, and they seem to have forgotten that when the world is truly in chaos and people are suffering, they will have nowhere to escape.

A gentleman standing in the world should be like a hero and promote upright and righteous spirit.

"Now, the only way is to end the war with war."

Zong Zhengyan stood outside the door and listened for a long time, then suddenly spoke.

The old man quickly turned his gaze towards him. A tall and vigorous young man, like a pine tree on a cliff, strode towards him. His eyes and brows, which should have been gentle, now showed a bit of restrained heroism.

He clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "So if you want to kill someone to comfort him, you can kill him; if you want to attack a country and love its people, you can attack it; if you want to end a war with war, you can fight."

If killing is to bring peace to more people, then kill him.

If you attack a country to protect its citizens, then attack it.

If the purpose of waging war is to stop war, then go for it.

"Now Chi Zhao has shown its strength. If we can unify them, the world will be at peace."

He stood there like a piece of beautiful jade that was exquisitely carved and elegant, making people unable to take their eyes off him.

Hearing this, the old man was suddenly shocked, his eyes showing excitement: "My friend, I think the same as you! Now only Chi Zhao has the ability to end the current chaos!"

He realized that the young boy in front of him might be a rare talent, so he couldn't help but lower his voice and invite him quietly: "Do you have time to chat with me?"

Zong Zhengyan wanted to say that very much, but he stopped himself and pursed his lips without answering.

At this moment, his mother suddenly patted his shoulder gently, her eyes full of support: "Go."

My father also nodded in agreement.

He was stunned for a moment by the drastic change in his parents' attitude.

As long as the members of the Zong Zheng clan go out for a walk, they can see the hell on earth.

The world is in chaos, so we certainly cannot just stand by and watch.

Go ahead.

Do your best and use all your tricks.

I will devote my all to the cause until my death, even if it is only to bring a moment of peace to the world.

At night, the Zong Zheng clan discussed the matter, and righteousness and love were fully demonstrated at this moment.

"Let A Yan go. He is the most outstanding child in our clan."

"Well, there is widespread suffering now, how can we remain immune?"

Zong Zhengyan is their pride and the best gift that the Zong Zheng clan has given to the world.

He represents the tribe's hope for peace, and their determination to do their part for the world even if it might harm the entire tribe.

"I want to go with Brother Yan, too!"

"I can do that too! I study hard every day! I will definitely be able to help everyone when I get out!"

The children, unwilling to be left behind, raised their hands one after another, their hearts burning with sincerity.

The parents couldn't help but smile.

"Oh, you are still young. When you grow up and have more solid skills, we will let you out naturally."

"Yes, so you have to work harder and don't tarnish the reputation of our Zongzheng clan when you enter the world in the future."

The children cheered: "Good!"

I'm so happy! It's such a great surprise. I can go out now!

An old lady with neatly combed silver hair asked with a smile: "What is the ancestral motto of our Zong Zheng family?"

“The state’s majesty is like a mountain, and the people’s peace is like the depth of the sea!”

The children answered very loudly! Suddenly, the crowded room burst into laughter.

Yes, country and people are their ideals.

Little Zong Zhengzhuo stood beside his father and looked at the enthusiastic crowd. He blinked his eyelashes gently, like the fluttering of butterfly wings.

I'm afraid that if my brother doesn't want to go, the people in the clan will chase him away.

The future cannot be changed.

Three years later, the title of Chi Zhao's imperial teacher will definitely be given to this young man.