Feng Changye looked down at his son in surprise, "No wonder you promised me that day that as long as your grandfather trained cousin Ling'er well, you would appoint her as a general in the future."
Feng Yuxiao grinned and laughed secretly, "Yeah! I knew long ago that cousin Ling'er had a 50% chance of doing great things! I didn't make a blind promise, and I can also make Grandpa and Second Uncle happy, great!"
Seeing his son's happy expression, Feng Changye breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally I'm happy.
In order to satisfy his son's pride and sense of superiority, and of course to satisfy his own curiosity, he continued to ask, "Then Xiao'er, can you tell me, father, who else in your grandfather's family has purple energy?"
Sure enough, when he asked this, Feng Yuxiao began to answer with great pride and satisfaction.
"My eldest uncle has a thin layer of purple energy, my second uncle has a little, my fourth uncle has a little, and my youngest uncle has a little... but the purple energy of all four of them is very thin and inconspicuous."
"If we categorize the purple energy into ten levels, Grandpa's is ten, the left prime minister is nine, my teacher is eight... and my eldest uncle is about three, my second uncle is about two, and my fourth and youngest uncles' purple energy is pitiful, so thin that it's at the lowest value, one."
"And then cousin Jun'an, he doesn't have purple energy."
"My second uncle's adopted son, cousin Jun Yang, doesn't have purple energy either."
"Neither does cousin Junhong."
"It's on Ling'er."
"But it's strange. She's so young, but the purple energy on her body is almost as strong as my second uncle's! It's amazing!"
Feng Changye listened to his son carefully.
The purple energy on Zhu Chunjun and Zhu Chengying's bodies was very thin, which he thought was normal.
Because they lived in the same era, it was impossible for all the brothers to become famous generals. The official positions were limited. If someone stepped forward to occupy a position, as long as they did not die, the people who came after them would have no chance.
Therefore, with the two outstanding elder brothers, Zhu Xuanyuan and Zhu Longyuan, shining brightly, the two younger brothers will naturally be overshadowed.
But Zhu Junling is different.
Zhu Junling was a grandchild of the Zhu family. By the time she grew up and made her mark, her uncles would have aged and retired from the front lines. Then, she could continue to fight for the position of general among the heroes of the Zhu family. Therefore, even at her young age, the purple aura she exuded was as strong as her father's.
That’s right, it’s a bit laughable!
Among the Zhu family's grandchildren, none of the boys are capable of taking on the responsibilities of a family, and they have to rely on a girl to inherit the family's glory...
well!
He hugged his son and sighed, "It seems that you are right. In the future, your cousin Ling'er will not marry. She is going to take a wife... She will recruit sons-in-law to have a few children with her surname Zhu to take over the Zhu family. Tsk!"
Feng Yuxiao also laughed, and he really wanted to see his cousin Ling'er snatch the son-in-law home.
Next, the father and son continued to discuss the intensity of the purple aura on the ministers in the court.
During the discussion, Feng Changye gave his son the medicine again with great concern.
By the time the father and son finished talking, half an hour had passed.
"No classes today, right? You're all injured, why don't you go back and lie down?"
Feng Changye wanted to pick up his son and take him back to the room.
Feng Yuxiao shook his head and refused.
He looked up at his father with a determined look in his eyes, "I want to become a talent as soon as possible. The burden on me is heavy, and I can't let my guard down!"
Feng Changye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Silly child, look, your father is already the emperor, doesn't he also slack off sometimes? So you don't have to push yourself so hard. You still have more than ten years to study hard, so you should rest when you need to."
Feng Yuxiao still wanted to insist, but Feng Changye said, "Xiao'er, if you insist on studying hard despite the injury your father gave you, your father will be heartbroken and feel guilty to death..."
Feng Yuxiao looked up at his father's eyes full of love and care, and immediately stopped insisting.
Then take a day off.
He will study hard tomorrow when his butt doesn’t hurt so much.
Seeing him nod in compromise, Feng Changye carefully picked him up and walked out of the study.
When they came outside, they saw Chu Yujie standing in the courtyard with his back straight like a green pine. Both father and son showed satisfied expressions as if they were looking at their own family.
Feng Yuxiao thought to himself, the teacher is really the best candidate to be my brother-in-law. From teacher to brother-in-law in the future, it would be a perfect match. However, the generational difference is a little troublesome...
Feng Changye thought, Tsk, this guy is definitely my perfect son-in-law, what a fate! Who could have thought that the handsome man Huanhuan rescued from the brothel back then wasn't my rival in love, but my son-in-law? Alas, fate plays tricks on me!
"Lord Chu, Xiao'er is not feeling well. I'd like to take a day off to rest."
Feng Changye looked at Chu Yujie and said kindly.
Chu Yujie was so surprised that he immediately looked up.
What's going on?
Didn’t the emperor dislike him before?
He is not even a sixth-rank captain now, so why did the emperor start to call him "My dear" in a gentle way?
Feng Changye curled his lips and said, "Lord Chu, please go to Xiao'er's study and sit for a while. Come back to the imperial study in an hour. I have something to discuss with you, Lord Chu."
"I obey the order."
Chu Yujie kowtowed with a confused look on his face and accepted the order.
Watching the most noble father and son of the heavenly family leave from the corridor, he felt as if he was in the clouds and mist, and was really confused.
What do you want to do with him?
Are you going to reprimand him again?
…
Feng Changye carried Feng Yuxiao back to Zhu Wuhuan's room and let the child lie on Zhu Wuhuan's bed.
Zhu Wuhuan coaxed Aqiong to go see her brother Ezi, and when she came back she saw that the father and son had reconciled, talking and laughing.
She was particularly surprised.
After Xiao'er got beaten up, isn't it normal for him to be angry for three to five days?
Feng Changye glanced at her, and seeing that there was no one else in the room, he smiled and lowered his head to say to his son, "Do you know what your mother is saying in her heart right now? She said that Xiao'er was beaten by the bad father, and it's normal for him to be angry for three or five days. How come you forgave the father so quickly?"
Zhu Wuhuan opened his eyes wide and said nervously, "Your Majesty, you, you, you...what are you talking to Xiao'er about?"
Feng Yuxiao pursed his lips and smiled, looking at his mother with great joy, "Mother, please stop stuttering and trying to cover it up. Father has already told Xiao'er that he has the ability to read minds!"
See, there's nothing wrong with confessing secrets to each other with the emperor. In the past, the emperor would never reveal his mind-reading skills in front of him, so he couldn't experience this kind of pleasure.
Zhu Wuhuan was stunned for a moment, then walked over to look at Feng Changye in disbelief. "Hey, what's going on? Didn't you say that the children are too young now, and you were afraid that they would accidentally tell your secret after knowing it, so you kept it from them for the time being?"
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