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Chapter 112 The Weak Scholar
For a moment, the whole living room fell into silence.

He Qingfeng was also sizing up He Xuan secretly, seeing that his demeanor was no worse than his eldest son, or even better.

But such a son was not taught by himself, and he was not close to him.

He Guang walked into the living room with Huang Fei'er with a smile on his face, and shouted to He Qingfeng, "Father, my little brother is here too!"

Looking at the healthy He Xuan next to him, He Gang was still a little surprised. He thought he wouldn't come this time either.

He Qingfeng looked at the smile on He Guang's face and said sincerely, "Why, what's the good news?"

The thought of running away came back again, with a smirk on his face, "Fei'er is 3 months pregnant, and my father will be a grandfather next year."

"It's a good thing. Our He family can import another child. Your mother should be very happy to know."

He Xuan saw the two people's faces full of love and couldn't help but feel a little envious.

I worked so hard last night, it should be rewarding, in fact, it is pretty good to have a son.

The girl is too restrained here, afraid of being unkind to others, afraid of being coaxed away with a bowl of porridge in the future.

There's no way I can guarantee that I won't go crazy when the time comes, not to mention that there are so many injustices to women in this era, and I'm afraid that I won't be able to give her the life she wants in the future.

Then it's better to get a leather monkey and put it into stocking directly without worrying too much.

Behind him, Lei Yi looked at his master's softened attitude and stood beside him to eat.

Seeing the master's face full of smiles and his eyes empty, he was afraid that he was thinking about something else.

"Why don't you see your siblings?" Huang Fei'er looked worried.

"It's nothing, he's not in good health, he shouldn't be on his way these few days." He Xuan said dotingly, watching the other people's teeth turn sour.

Huang Fei'er smiled, and said to He Qingfeng, who was in charge, "Since my siblings are not here, I will go and tell my mother the good news."

"Go."

"Thank you, father." He bowed gently to everyone in the living room, moving his lotus steps lightly.

However, when it comes to the bones of the body, He Guang's eyes are on He Xuan.

My younger brother was ill on the way to escape from the famine, and his younger brother and sister had to do everything by themselves. Sometimes I doubted whether he could make it to the border town alive?
It's only been a few months since I've seen him, but his body already looks so tough.

Unable to hold back his curiosity, he asked, "Your brother seems to be in good health."

"A few days ago, I was recuperating in Zhuangzi. I accidentally met a genius doctor. He not only cured my body, but also taught me martial arts. He was afraid that I would get hurt. This is sending someone to protect me." He Xuan said, his face full of gratitude.

It was as if there was such a person, and the ten people behind him stood quietly, watching their master make up.

If they were not subordinates of this master, they would all be fooled by their master's superb acting skills.

The two had completely different mentalities when they heard it.

He Guang was happy for He Xuan, seeing him in the past with a crooked appearance, everyone in the house said that his younger brother would not live long, so they asked him to contact him less, so as not to be in bad luck.

Now that he is in good health, it is also a happy event.

And He Qingfeng only had two words in his eyes, genius doctor.

The eldest son's illness is a hidden danger after all, if there is another person with evil intentions, where can I find someone with the same blood?Treat his son's illness.

If my younger son can be cured of this disease, then my eldest son will definitely be cured as well.

Just as he was thinking about how to speak, Xiao Si came to Bi outside the courtyard. The people in the first and second bedrooms had already arrived at the ancestral hall and were waiting!
He Qingfeng could only temporarily suppress this matter, and wait until he was alone, before asking carefully.

He Qingfeng stood up, straightened his sleeves slightly, and the wide snow-white sleeves hung down softly, swaying lightly with the wind.

He Xuan silently followed He Qingfeng, his only purpose today was to get that quota and successfully enter the barracks.

I glanced at the ancestral hall and saw that the people inside were pretty much the same.

Now in the entire He family, except for He Qingfeng who has an official position, everyone else is white.

If you set your sights on this position, you can be considered an official, big or small.

If it doesn't work, let your father in name bleed a little.

It is reasonable for a father to seek a future for his son.

When the clan leader saw He Qingfeng, he couldn't hide the smile on his face. He thought he might be in trouble this time.

I didn't expect to be able to get up again. It really deserves to be the most promising line of their He family.

"Ziyang, sit down quickly."

He Qingfeng bowed slightly and said, "Thank you, patriarch."

The patriarch looked at the crowded ancestral hall with a look of pride on his face. For a clan as big as theirs, the more descendants they have, the more prosperous they are.

Shi Shiran said, "Since everyone is here, let me say a few words."

Oops, these words sound familiar. I wonder how long these two simple sentences can last.

"My ancestors bless you. I thought that this time the He family was in great trouble, but I didn't expect it to turn around." Speaking of excitement, the old patriarch slapped the table and stood up, spit flying all over the place.

At this time, He Xuan couldn't help but feel glad that he was a junior and was far away from the elders, otherwise the spittle would have sprayed on his face.

Hearing the words of the patriarch, the other clan elders couldn't help crying. Ever since the He family was demoted back to their hometown, these aristocratic families have suppressed them both openly and secretly.

Their He family's business has been affected, and now that Ziyang has been used by the emperor again, those people have come to show their hospitality again.

Although the He family today is not as good as before, as long as one person is watching, there is always a way to restore the He family's reputation.

The old patriarch looked at the reactions of the people in the ancestral hall, and nodded in relief.

"From now on, you must be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't let others catch you, and Ziyang, although the emperor trusts the He family and allows you to return to the officialdom, you will serve the emperor." The old patriarch looked at him seriously. He Qingfeng.

He Qingfeng stood up slightly, and saluted the old patriarch respectfully, "The junior understands, thank you for the guidance of the patriarch."

The old patriarch stretched out his hand tremblingly, "Okay, okay,…………"

Just when He Xuan was drowsy, the elder finally came to the key point of today.
"There is one more important thing today. Our He family has a place to go to the barracks for training."

After speaking, he looked at everyone present.

Others have heard about it a long time ago, but they are still a little surprised to get the news now.

After all, the He family has been a family of farming and studying since ancient times, and there has never been anyone who wields a sword or a stick.

The old patriarch looked at He Qingfeng, "Is there any good candidate for Liaoyang?"

"Clan leader Hui, we in the He family are all weak scholars, and the younger generation really can't find a good candidate."

He Xuan felt that this direction was different from what he thought, so he had to look at it again.

The old patriarch glanced at the people in the other houses. This person doesn't have to be from the third house, as long as he belongs to the He family, that's enough.

Next to him, He Xuan was also watching, maybe Cheng Yaojin would pop up later.

　extracurricular knowledge
　　Why were you called grandpa in ancient times?

　　In ancient times, grandpa was called "father", "big father", "zujun", "gong", "taigong", "weng" and so on. In ancient times, "gong", "taigong" and "weng" could also be used Come call grandpa.

　　
　
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