Chapter 820 820: Coaxing means [please ask for monthly tickets]


    Although Zhao Feng was open-minded, he cried with tears in his face after he returned. He cried and howled even more than a ghost, which attracted everyone nearby to look at him and speculated that Zhao Feng was going crazy.


    "Is it because my eldest niece''s condition has changed?"


    "No, didn''t Lao Zhao say that his niece is safe?"


    Everything survived the most dangerous time, but when the wounds were healed, a terrified man scolded and kicked open the curtain of Zhao Feng''s tent. Seeing him crying while holding the spiritual tablet, he swallowed the swear words back and retreated silently.


    Outside, there were people wearing bedclothes, cloaks, and stretching their necks.


    The eyes asked what was happening inside.


    The violent temper waved his hand and sighed: "Old Zhao is thinking of his brother again, and he is sad inside."


    When everyone heard this, their anger dissipated instantly.


    Everyone has been wandering all the way. In those days of storms and storms and support each other, their relationships have been extraordinary, and so has that of the official. For Zhao Feng, he is a real brother and sister. How can he not feel uncomfortable?


    "Let''s go. It''s probably because Lao Zhao saw what he met today. He was moved by the scene and felt in love. Let him howl, and he calmed down after he vented enough." He waved his hand and told everyone to reply to everyone, don''t gather here, "It''s okay if you have Gong Su here."


    Everyone felt relieved.


    Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng actually cried and howled in the middle of the night.


    When I met Zhao Feng in the morning, I didn’t forget to complain about him.


    Zhao Feng looked as usual at this time. Not to mention crying, his throat was hoarse. He rolled his eyes: "Why are you guys so cute? I cry louder than you snoring? Snoring is better than thunder, and he can sleep like a dead pig."


    Ru Lei can''t wake up even if he snores, but he is still pretentious?


    Everyone: “…”


    If it weren''t for the military camp, Zhao Feng would be beaten up.


    Zhao Feng went to train soldiers as usual, and the soldiers thought that today was just an ordinary day to prepare for war. Unexpectedly, the general seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, so strict that they were so weak that they had experienced many battles. After half a day, few people could still speak while standing.


    They suffered heavy physical injuries and their mental attacks. For a moment, ghosts and wolves howling everywhere in the schoolyard were no less than Zhao Feng''s previous sarcastic moment. Zhao Feng''s abnormality quickly came to Wu Xian''s ears. When he heard that Zhao Feng''s abnormality originated from mourning his subordinates last night, he couldn''t help but feel a little embarrassed and stopped to comfort Zhao Feng''s heart. The death of that official became a thorn between them.


    It can''t be pulled out, and it hurts a little while if it is kept.


    Now I can only hope that Dayi will be more open-minded.


    I believe that time will dilute everything.


    Wu Xian rubbed the sore and swollen nose, sighed tiredly, and soon cheered up again and raised the corners of his lips.


    The loving eyes fell on the young man waiting beside him and nodded at the other party. Before the young man could cheer, he said again: "It''s just that the two armies are about to go to war. They can only stroll around Chaoli Pass and can''t run too far, do you understand?"


    The second son''s birthday is approaching, and Wu Xian prepares gifts for him every year, but the child said that the army is in a tight position and does not want to spend money. As long as he can take him out and go out for a hunting trip. Wu Xian smiled and said, "Nothing else except this?"


    The handsome young man with high eyes and energy shook his head, his eyes full of the child''s admiration for his father: "It''s enough for my son to have my father accompany him to celebrate his birthday... My father has been so busy recently, and my son wants to see you, so it''s hard to say a few more words to you..."


    Wu Xian''s heart was slightly touched.


    I remembered that he hadn''t been with his son for a long time, so he agreed to his son''s request after a little consideration. The father and son went out hunting together in the sea of ??heaven and sea, traveling through the dense forests and galloping on the hunting grounds. He taught his son''s archery skills step by step.


    Wu Xian sighed, "This is for the father, not."


    This son is very similar to him. The father and son are both arrogant and they will not let each other when they quarrel. But perhaps because they are getting older and sensible, they have learned to understand the difficulty of being a father. How can he not like this? I think I really miss him for my birthday gift, and he really ignored the child. Wu Xian waved to the left and right, preparing to hunt items.


    The father and son were having a happy time.


    But I don’t know that there is another son who is so jealous that his eyes are red.


    It seemed as if a black poisonous snake was entrenched in his chest and wrapped around his heart. As the muscles squirmed, the little bit of contraction gave him the illusion that his heart was being pinched. Not only that, the poisonous snake also ticked with poisonous juice that could make people''s throats sealed, contaminating his heart little by little. He questioned and roared uncontrollably inside, and his face was ferocious!


    Jealousy and hatred made his facial features distorted.


    "Big Young Master?"


    The clear male voice awakened his desolate mind.


    He suddenly woke up a little, his eyes staring at the man sitting upright in fear and worry, and his head was tucked with anxiety: "I, I was distracted just now, please don''t blame me..."


    Qin Li''s eyes were very dark at this moment, so dark that he could not see the specific emotions. He looked at the eldest son with pity and lenient words: "Young son doesn''t need to apologize, it''s not a big deal."


    Zhao Feng, a cheap teacher, had no time to take care of him. The closest attendant around the eldest son was also silenced for reporting the incident of "the second son conspiring to murder the eldest son". Wu Xian believed that there were villains around his eldest son bewitching their brothers and began to clean up a group of them.


    Although the eldest son is still huddled around when he is traveling, there is no confidant inside and he has no sense of security.


    Losing his only spiritual harbor, the eldest son''s presence became more and more transparent. Those who don''t know thought he was patronized by Cui Xiao''s [turning a blind eye]. Compared with his younger brother who is as bright as a pearl, the eldest son is a worthless shriveled fish eye, curled up in the darkest corner and no one cares about it. Who can develop mentally in this state of youth in this state?


    The eldest son’s eyes were moist.


    Faced with Qin Li''s gentleness and friendliness, his eyes were slightly warm.


    Qin Li smiled and said, "The eldest son wants to hunt, too?"


    The eldest son lowered his head sadly, rested his hands on his knees, and his voice was as nagging as a mosquito: "Well, I think, it''s just that the students'' archery skills are mediocre. If they follow them, they will make my father feel bad..."


    When he was very young, he knew that his father liked Yunwen and Yunwu''s younger brother very much. Because his younger brother was the second son, he did not have the burden of inheriting the family business. Even if his father was still strict with the two brothers, he was always gentle to his younger brother.


    However, he was not talented, he was slow to learn anything, and his personality was not likable. His father looked at him from the beginning and gradually became disappointed, and in the end he was too lazy to give in to even disappointment. This cognition made him suffer. He tried hard to learn to be a heir, to be a good brother, and to hope to give them a role model to learn... But it was too difficult and he could not learn anything.


    Not to mention such an excellent second brother, even the couple whom Mrs. Fang learned faster than him, and it took him less than a few years to enlighten him to leave him far behind. Instead, he wanted to learn from his younger brother. If he were his father, he would have been disappointed.


    But he didn''t understand, he was also his father''s son.


    Apart from his poor performance, he admired his father no less than his younger brothers. Why couldn’t his father give him more love? Let him be so embarrassed, let his second brother dislike him, and even poison him...


    His only loyal servant was also silenced.


    My father said that this matter ended here and sheltering my second brother was equivalent to ignoring his life. Under extreme isolation and helplessness, he got stuck in the slightest, but at the same time he had the idea - is even his father looking forward to his death?


    A legitimate must be the eldest in order to eliminate the coveted evil spirits and eliminate the origin of cholera. Even the second son of the legitimate mother, she is the same as the villain. Because only the eldest son is the main sect, no matter who comes out of the other brothers, they are all small sects. As long as he dies and no longer takes over the title of eldest son, the second brother will naturally become a legitimate heir, and no one else will argue.


    But he is still alive.


    He himself wants to continue to live.


    Are mediocre people not qualified to survive in the world?


    My father was disappointed in his mediocrity, but why did he want to be mediocre? He had no choice, and the title of chief was forced to be put into his hands, not what he wanted! After so many years, how much hard work he has put in behind his back, has his father seen it?


    The strong desire for survival and jealousy became fertilizer for irrigating ambitions. While he looked at Qin Li cowardly, he whispered to show weakness, and hoped that the other party would have mercy on him.


    There is really no one in his hands! Qin Li in front of him is willing to give good intentions, which is a life-saving straw for him! He knew very well that Qin Li''s conceptual tradition has always been a supporter of the inheritance of the eldest son. Although he lost favor to his father, Qin Li has the ability. If he can plan for himself, his situation will be much better. No matter how bad it is, it will be like this. As long as the other party helps him, he will always be better!


    His pity really made Qin Li feel a little empathetic.


    "Arrow? I understand a little bit. If the eldest son doesn''t dislike it, take advantage of the weather today and go to the schoolyard for a walk?"


    The eldest son was happy and a hint of joy appeared on his face, but he was soon suppressed by him and he couldn''t ask for it.


    As for Qin Li?


    Well, he couldn''t ask for anything.


    Although Qin Li was wearing a scholar-Confucian shirt, he looked weak, but there was also a clear outline under his robe, and his arms could easily pull out a big bow of two stones. With more than 150 steps, you can easily shoot through the target without any literary bonus. This hand made the eldest son''s eyes lit up, begging Qin Li to educate himself, but realized that it was inappropriate and blushed slightly.


    Qin Li seemed to have not seen his embarrassment and smiled and said, "I have been idle recently. If the eldest son really wants to learn, study hard..."


    He patiently guided the eldest son in every move.


    "Yes, that''s it, keep your arms steady..."


    The eldest son''s arm strength was slightly lacking, so Qin Li helped him pull the bowstring step by step. The arrow left the string and hit the bull''s eye.


    "The longbow used by the archers is not suitable for the eldest son. Let''s go back and help the eldest son make one. Practice more in private to find the feel. Not to mention that it is a hit, it is okay to shoot a prey." Qin Li said a lot of experience and agreed to help him tailor it.


    The eldest son was shocked: "Sir, can also make bows?"


    Qin Li’s smile is intimate, unlike the serious smile that the eldest son remembers. The person in front of him is even more popular: “I learned some when I was young, but I wasted for many years and my skills are not as good as those of craftsmen. Don’t dislike me…”


    The eldest son shook his head like a rattle.


    How could he dislike it?


    Qin Li, who my father once valued, is willing to get close to him and get off to the beginning! Although he is not old and has mediocre talents, he still has some scheming learned through his experiences. He also wondered why Qin Li suddenly came to get close to him. Everyone knew that he, the eldest son, was not favored by his father, and was in turmoil. It was no benefit to defect to him, but Qin Li did not give him a chance to suspicion.


    Pull out the shield of Zhao Feng.


    He said bluntly that Zhao Feng was worried about the eldest son, the student, and said nice things to Qin Li in private. Qin Li was entrusted by someone, and in addition to being idle recently, he cared about the eldest son. The two only talk about personal relationships, not serious matters, and it is hard for others to say anything...


    The answer made the eldest son feel relieved and lost. The former is because Qin Li''s purpose of approaching is very simple, and the latter is because Qin Li''s reason for approaching is too simple! It made him happy.


    Qin Li and the eldest son stayed at the school for an afternoon.


    With a good teacher, he encouraged and guided him gently and carefully. The eldest son’s archery skills are much better, and he gave him great confidence.


    The two parted, and Qin Li returned to the tent with a smile.


    There were a pair of resentful eyes in the tent. Zhao Feng waited for him for a long time: "How did Gongsu get close to the eldest son?"


    Qin Li looked as usual: "The eldest son was alone and very pitiful, so he accompanied him to play in the school for a while."


    This afternoon was quite pleasant.


    Zhao Feng was almost choked and couldn''t speak.


    The news from last night made him feel so painful that he could not sleep all night. He didn''t believe that Gong Su had no resentment, let alone Wen Renrurou approached the eldest son who had been avoiding suspicion the next day. Zhao Feng knew about this and his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.


    He blurted out in anger: "What''s wrong with him?"


    Qin Li''s eyes looked dark and faint: "It''s really pitiful."


    Zhao Feng almost didn''t mention it in one breath.


    But he never questioned Qin Li''s decision.


    Zhao Feng was silent, but Qin Li began to ask questions.


    "Do you feel that you can''t understand it?"


    Zhao Feng said: "Don''t make trouble at this time."


    Since we want to cut it clean, we will cut it completely with one knife.


    "Something is coming out of the situation? Why isn''t it right?" Qin Li sneered in a strange tone. After a change of the tone, the topic turned to the evil plot that was in dispersed. "Not to say, Qi Yuanliang''s method of deceiving people''s trust is quite useful."


    Zhao Feng was puzzled: "Do you cheat the eldest son and trust him?"


    Is it useful for a cowardly and mediocre young master? Although he didn''t say it, Zhao Fengshi''s face turned on, Qin Li lowered his eyes and smiled coldly: "Dayi, guess do you have any resentment towards my lord?"


    Zhao Feng didn’t know how to answer.


    Qin Li said calmly: "I have it."


    Zhao Feng asked in a daze: "So?"


    Qin Li: "Give me a lesson to you."


    Zhao Feng was confused: "Learn?"


    "What''s the use of keeping a disobedient lord? But Qin still has some conscience and cannot do evil deeds to kill the master, so it''s just a small lesson." Qin Li could tolerate all the things over the years, but the death of Zhao Feng''s subordinate official touched the bottom line.


    To a certain extent—


    Their family died for him, Qin Gongsu!


    He should have to pay for this **** debt!


    Zhao Feng vaguely understood something, and looked at Qin Li with a terrifying look, but he still said the same thing - he would not question Qin Li''s decision. Qin Li is Mr. Qin, who will be the only one life!


    He said, "Okay!"


    Qin Li stroked the book in his hand and lowered his eyes: "If it were Qi Yuanliang, he would have taken advantage of Wu Zhaode to hunt and make the arrangements reasonable, but I have some conscience after all."


    For example, if you die, you will taste the pain in your heart.


    Zhao Feng: “…It does.”


    Yes, but not many.


    ?The Qin prince back then, and now Qin Gongsu - hated Yuanliang, understood Yuanliang, and became Yuanliang.


    PS: Wu Xian had a bug with his second son, so he looked through the previous article and changed it a little.


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    (This chapter ends)