He ordered the guards to open the gates and went inside, before he even reached the main hall.

Then Qin Luo was seen yelling at Wu Hua to stop.

Wu Hua, riding a leopard-shaped mechanical beast, charged towards him.

He showed no panic whatsoever; he had complete trust in his grandson.

The mechanical beast stopped when it got close to him, and Wu Hua jumped off the leopard.

He ran up to Yuan Lao, pointed at the mechanical beast, and asked him...

"Grandpa, this is a gift for you. Do you like it?"

Looking at the lifelike mechanical beast that was half a person's height, Old Yuan was so excited that he stammered a little.

"Given to me?"

"That's right! It's not a real leopard, it's a mechanical beast! It's a New Year's gift from me to you! Do you like it?"

Mr. Yuan was surprised by its generosity and patted its little head with satisfaction.

"I love it! I'll love anything my little one gives me!"

Upon hearing this, Wu Hua pulled him toward Leopard.

"Grandpa, why don't you go up and give it a try? Leopard is not only fast, but it can also attack others by pushing this thing. It also has an emergency device inside its body, which can save its life in a critical moment! After I'm gone, you must always take it with you!"

Hearing these caring words, Mr. Yuan's heart was filled with happiness.

"Okay! Grandpa promises you, I'll take it with me wherever I go from now on!"

"Then you should give it a try!"

Seeing the grandfather and grandson chatting and laughing, Qin Luo stood aside without disturbing them.

To avoid disappointing his grandson, Mr. Yuan readily climbed onto the leopard's back.

Then, following Wu Hua's instructions, he rode it around the mansion.

You don't know until you ride it, and once you start, you don't want to get off. Old Yuan felt as if he had returned to his youth.

The speed at which the leopard runs is no slower than Wu Hua's!

Qin Luo first went back to her room and put away the vines, then went to find the housekeeper.

He and his servant carried everything from the room to the kitchen.

He was also instructed to send bison, vegetables, fruits, rice, noodles, and a chef specializing in preparing whole-beef feasts to the prefectural governor's residence.

Let them familiarize themselves with the environment first, so they won't be in a rush tomorrow and miss the New Year's Eve dinner.

Upon receiving the order, the butler immediately dispatched someone to carry it out, and he was astonished upon seeing what was brought out.

Looking at the tall piles of rice and flour, and the dozen or so large baskets of fruits and vegetables...

He felt that the guards and protectors in the manor needed to be retrained.

They moved so many things into the mansion, and these people didn't even notice.

Could it be that they used the legendary Five Ghosts Transporting Wealth technique?

The more he thought about it, the more impressed he became! His young master's family was so extraordinary that he felt proud!

Mr. Yuan and Ms. Wu played until dinnertime, and they were still reluctant to stop, planning to continue after dinner.

The dishes and desserts on the table today were exceptionally exquisite and delicious; Wu Hua didn't want to stop eating.

While eating, Mr. Yuan suddenly took out a piece of paper and handed it to him.

“This is the name I gave you based on the surname Yuan. Your grandfather won’t stop you from traveling far away in the future, but you need to be added to our family genealogy for the ancestral worship ceremony tomorrow morning!”

Wu Hua unfolded the paper and saw five names written on it: Yuan Qi, Yuan Yun, Yuan Chi, Yuan Xi, and Yuan Zhuo!

After reading the note, Wu Hua pushed it back.

"Grandpa, do we really have to choose? Can't we just use the original name?"

Old Yuan had already sent someone to the government office to check the two people's household registration information. He was really dissatisfied with the name Qin Wuhua, so he thought of giving it a different name.

"You really like the name Wu Hua?"

Wu Hua nodded with certainty.

"Of course, my name has a very meaningful meaning; it means being both scholarly and martial, and as beautiful as a flower!"

Every time Qin Luo heard Wu Hua explain the meaning of her name to others, she felt a thousand regrets.

She felt ashamed that what she had just made up was now being proudly uttered by Wu Hua.

Although Mr. Yuan thought the meaning was good, the name lacked any literary flair and was too superficial.

"Little one, besides this name, have your elders given you any other names?"

He simply couldn't believe that such a powerful family could lack even a single learned scholar.

Wu Hua thought for a moment and then replied, "Yes, Liangliang once named me Qin Yunlan, saying it represented a vibrant, surging, and enduring force! But I don't like it!"

Mr. Yuan was quite satisfied with the name; Yuan Yunlan is not bad either!

Since his grandson didn't like it, he didn't force him to continue.

"Since you like the name Wu Hua, then let's write the name Wu Hua on the family tree!"

Wu Hua was delighted upon hearing this.

"Thank you, Grandpa!"

It was good that Yuan Lao was also good. After dinner, Qin Luo took out the ancient painting he had given to the prefect and asked him to take a look.

When Mr. Yuan saw the painting, his pupils dilated several times over.

"Was this painting also a gift from your tribe?"

Qin Luo nodded without blushing or skipping a beat.

"Yes, it was just a random drawing. I don't understand it and I'm afraid it might have a bad meaning, so I'd like to ask you to take a look!"

Old Yuan led the two to his study, first showing Wu Hua a comic book, then turning a page of his own journal and handing it to Qin Luo.

Qin Luo took it and saw a seal drawn on it, with all the angles drawn from top to bottom and left to right.

Beside it was clearly written the private seal of the Emperor of Jichang Kingdom a thousand years ago.

She never imagined that the painting the emperor gave to Fan Xing back then was actually painted by him!

Is an emperor really this stingy? He won't even send a painting by a master? He insists on doing it himself?

She asked Mr. Yuan timidly.

"Grandpa, is this painting worthless? Let them choose another one!"

Old Yuan had a look on his face that said, "You really don't understand, kid."

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