This old man has quite a rich imagination.
Nangong Jiu just smiled and said, "Old man, can I take a look at your family tree?"
The old man agreed immediately: "Since he is the descendant of an old friend, it's just a visit, what's wrong with that?"
After saying that, he told someone to get it.
Nangong Jiu quietly separated a wisp of spiritual consciousness, probed into the old man's sea of consciousness, and withdrew it after a moment.
Soon, the servants brought the family tree.
The old man turned to the page that recorded Nangong Yunxue.
"She is my great-grandmother! The story passed down from generation to generation is that my great-grandfather was an official in the Ministry of Works and died in a palace riot.
In order to avoid disputes, my great-grandmother moved here with her family and lived a low-key life.
From that time on, our house never had a plaque hung on it."
Nangong Jiu thought about it and nodded. He had indeed never seen the plaque.
The old man continued, "In my grandfather's generation, my great-grandfather Li Chengjin died early due to illness and left no descendants.
Our Li family never takes concubines, so we have never had many children.
From my grandfather to me, there was only one son for three generations. My son’s generation finally broke this rule and gave birth to three sons and one daughter…”
The old man explained while flipping through the family tree.
Nangong Jiu recalled the last time he visited his aunt. Li Chengjin was still very healthy at that time.
"Do you know what disease your great-grandfather had?"
"I got smallpox. I heard a lot of people died that year."
Nangong Jiu thought of the sweet-mouthed, handsome young man and sighed secretly.
"Then how about your grandfather Li Chengqian's birthday?"
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