Chapter 351 What did you call me?

This title came suddenly, with a mixture of sincerity and temptation. Luo Jingfeng felt as if he was struck in the heart, and could not calm down for a long time.

"You...what did you call me?" Although he always said that his nephew would change his words sooner or later, Luo Jingfeng knew in his heart that this stubborn little donkey would not change.

He loved Jin Cheng so much that he didn't care whether Jin Cheng called him uncle or not. But when this moment really came, Luo Jingfeng felt that he wanted it, he wanted it so badly. He wanted uncle and nephew to live in harmony and be close to each other. He wanted to be the most important and unique relative in Jin Cheng's heart.

They were originally uncle and nephew.

"Uncle, I call you uncle." Zong Jincheng smiled and said sincerely, "We are uncle and nephew. From now on, I will accept everything you give me. I will eat, use and wear it. I will never refuse you again. And if you want to see me, you can come to my house anytime, or I can come to see you often."

Luo Jingfeng was very excited.

The temptation of uncle-nephew affection made him waver. Isn't it for the sake of relatives that people pursue in their whole lives? Just like he worked so hard to climb up the ladder in the past, just to win face for his third sister and let her live a better life in the palace.

Later, he only had Cheng'er left, but Cheng'er misunderstood him and rejected his kindness. Now, as long as he said yes, he could get all this immediately, but Cheng'er would definitely regret it when she grew up.

This child was well educated by the Zong family, but he is too kind. Once his background is exposed, all those who wanted to harm the prince will turn against him, and even the prince may not tolerate him.

Luo Jingfeng looked at him solemnly, took a step back and said, "I can only promise that you will not make any more suggestions to depose the crown prince, but if others make suggestions, don't blame me."

Zong Jincheng was delighted, but he quickly suppressed his excitement and added, "Okay, then you have to promise not to let your subordinates make suggestions."

Otherwise, isn't Luo Jingfeng just deceiving him by saying one thing overtly and another secretly?

"Okay, I promise." Luo Jingfeng agreed.

Zong Jincheng added: "We have to sign a document and stamp our fingerprints!"

Luo Jingfeng was shocked: "..."

He immediately got angry: "I have promised you so much, but I still need to sign a document? And I need to put my fingerprints on it? How can you interrogate a prisoner? Who did you learn this from?"

Zong Jincheng started making up stories: "It's what the book says, write it down quickly."

As long as Luo Jingfeng agrees not to make any more suggestions, other people's suggestions can be blocked by my father, and your highness's position as the crown prince can be preserved.

"Heh," Luo Jingfeng went to the desk in the room to find paper and pen, and said awkwardly, "Come here and grind ink for your uncle. Can I do this?"

"Yes, yes, right away! I'll be right there!" Zong Jincheng usually had his assistant or servant to help him grind the ink, but he could learn such a simple thing right away. He stretched out his paw and started to work.

Luo Jingfeng also used a purple-hair brush, which was made from the hair on the back of a wild rabbit. It was extremely rare, but there was a row of them on Luo Jingfeng's desk. Zong Jincheng secretly clicked his tongue: There are indeed so many good things.

There were only three purple-hair brushes in his family, which were given to him by his brother after the Wufang case. His brother was reluctant to use them and kept them as treasures. He Zheng used them frequently, but they broke after only one year. The tip of his brush was also split, and it was time to replace it with a new one.

"Are you interested in these pens?" Luo Jingfeng said with a smile, "Take them all if you want."

"Ah?" Zong Jincheng was stunned. "Take them all away? These are very precious."

Luo Jingfeng said with a smile: "To your uncle, you are the most precious thing in the world. All other rare treasures are just ordinary things in my eyes. No matter what you want, your uncle can bring it to you and you can choose whatever you want."

Zong Jincheng had a complicated expression, he really couldn't understand Luo Jingfeng's feelings. It was unbelievable that he could be so open-hearted to someone he had just met just because of blood relationship.

"Forget it," Luo Jingfeng changed his tone, "These are all old. I'll take you to the warehouse to pick out new ones later."

Zong Jincheng: "..." It's so generous.

After grinding the ink, Luo Jingfeng wrote down two promises to him on a piece of paper, and then wrote his own name at the end. Zong Jincheng actively held the ink pad to make it convenient for him to put his fingerprint.

Luo Jingfeng couldn't help but feel angry again.

However, the kid was looking at him with a smile, so he could only suppress his anger and bear the humiliation and put down his handprint: "Alright, little stubborn donkey?"

The little devil carefully checked every sentence for loopholes and every word for spelling errors. Finally, he looked at the red handprints in the sunlight and found that they were all complete.

He said contentedly, "Okay, okay, thank you, uncle!"

When Luo Jingfeng heard the title again, he felt relaxed all over, and all the frustration and anger that he had just felt disappeared.

Luo Jingfeng reached out his hand, touched the kid's big head, ruffled his soft hair, and said lovingly, "Come on, uncle will take you to the warehouse to choose pens."

"Yeah!" Zong Jincheng nodded repeatedly and followed him out.

The storeroom was opened, and all kinds of gold, silver, jewelry, rare treasures and toys were displayed in a dazzling array. Luo Jingfeng did not hide anything from him and told him to pick whatever he wanted.

Zong Jincheng had also been to the storehouse of the Marquis's Mansion. They also had a lot of money, but not as many good things as the Luo family. He couldn't help but ask, "Are all these things in your family greedy?"

As soon as the little devil opened his mouth, the guards at the door all looked at him with shocked eyes, as if they could kick him out at any time.

Luo Jingfeng's head was throbbing even more. His temper, which was not very good to begin with, was about to rise again. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have made great military achievements, but there is no title to be given. What else can the emperor do except give me some gold and silver?"

Zong Jincheng was a little frightened by the yelling: "But the emperor may not even have these good things..."

Luo Jingfeng replied, "That was sent from the south by your uncle, the King of Zhennan. The south is rich and has many good things."

Zong Jincheng asked again: "Why doesn't the Prince of Zhennan pay tribute to the emperor?"

Luo Jingfeng sneered: "Is he worthy?"

Zong Jincheng: “…”

He lost, his two uncles are the craziest in the world.