The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"I will learn from my brother in the future."

Cheng Youning said: "I can teach you. Come on, little brother, let's go outside and I'll teach you how to play with the sword."

Inside the hall, Wan Lianxing was scolding his followers, "You are really good. You only copied some family rules and yet you asked Cheng Youning to help you."

The attendant said, "Who told you to punish me so much and Cheng Youning so little? You are too biased. You already know that I don't like writing. By the way, I just saw Hong Zhekai's son Hong Yunrang. Why did you bring him back? Was it to contain Hong Zhekai?"

Wan Lianxing said, "Am I that sinister? I was irritated by Hong Zhe. His insults were really nasty."

"What did you scold you for?"

"It's not a nice thing to say, so it's better if you don't know it."

Shang Xi blinked twice and said, "How did the attendant know that Hong Yunrang was the son of Hong Zhekai?"

Wan Lianxing said, "There are several houses of the princes and ministers in Bianjing that my followers have never been to. I know who has done what dirty or evil things, and I know how many people are in their houses."

The attendant said proudly: "The most important thing is that I know where all their treasure chests are hidden."

Shang Xi pointed at the attendant and said, "Cheng Youning learned bad things from you. I have decided not to let Cheng Youning learn bad things from you in the future."

The follower said: "Humph, no one can take away what I love. He is my disciple for one day and he will be my disciple for the rest of his life. Hahahaha."

The follower left in the blink of an eye. Shang Xi cursed at the air: "You are too arrogant, just like your master, unreasonable and irrational, not caring about other people's lives..."

Wan Lianxing knocked on the table with his fan and said, "Ah, alas, are you scolding me or your followers?"

Shang Xi leaned back weakly on the chair.

Wan Lianxing said: "It won't hurt for Cheng Youning to learn more."

"But you can't learn some petty thefts."

"That's called taking something from a bag, not petty theft." The follower actually came back.

Shang Xi patted his chest and said, "Are you trying to scare people to death by pretending to be a ghost?"

"You can say I stole, but you can't say I robbed."

"Stealing and robbing are the same thing."

"Much worse."

"What's the difference?"

"Not nice."

Shang Xi was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Wan Lianxing said, "Don't be stubborn, you two. What's that noise outside?"

Cheng Feng had heard it a long time ago. "It should be Cheng Youning showing off his skills, while Qiao Rong is cheering him on. The shouts of 'good' were from Qiao Rong."

Wan Lianxing said: "I never thought Qiao Rong had such a loud voice. When he shouted, I couldn't tell it was him."

Cheng Feng said: "Isn't this just to make Cheng Youning happy? As long as there are people watching, he will have a lot of fun."

"Hey kid, I'm going to go check it out."

When Wan Lianxing saw it, Cheng Youning was dancing vigorously. His hands seemed to be connected to the sword, as flexible as a snake. He could see some shadows of his followers. Qiao Rong, who was watching, was also shouting happily. Wan Lianxing couldn't help but shouting, "Good."

Cheng Youning saw so many people coming to watch him, and he was so happy that his sword was about to fly away, and he almost died. It was because his hands and feet were trained too fast by his followers, so everyone was dazzled by his sword skills.

Wan Lianxing said: "Who did you learn this sword technique from? It doesn't look like your follower's sword technique, but it has some shadows of Suiying."

Suiying at the side laughed, "When I was practicing swordsmanship that day, he watched from the side for a while. I didn't expect that the young master would learn half of it."

Wan Lianxing laughed and said, "Why is the sword technique I'm talking about so different? Maybe I stole it from someone else."

Cheng Youning put away his sword neatly, and there was a burst of applause. Wan Lianxing took the lead in praising him: "Your swordsmanship is superb, and you are very comfortable with it. It's a great swordsmanship."

Cheng Youning's red face was filled with a smug smile.

"Little Grandpa, will that little brother stay in our family from now on?"

Hong Yunrang stood next to Wan Lianxing in a particularly reserved manner, and did not fit in with the people here.

"Yes, you will respect and love each other like brothers from now on."

"Youning knows."

"Yun Rang knows."

Cheng Youning said to Hong Yunrang, "Brother, let me take you out to play. Yesterday, my master and I found a fun place. It's not far from home and we can walk there."

Shang Xi coughed hard, and Huang Chenming spoke, "Don't go out to play. I haven't asked you to study for a few days."

"Mother, have you and the master colluded?"

Shang Xi said: "I don't have such great ability."

"So what are you going to tell the students today?"

Huang Chenming said: "If you can correct your mistakes, you won't be punished."

"Look, I knew that my mother and my teacher had colluded with each other. I still wanted to take my little brother and Qiao Rong out to play." Cheng Youning kept hesitating and no one spoke well of him.

Huang Chenming said: "Come with me."

Cheng Youning had no choice but to follow.

Wan Lianxing patted Hong Yunrang on the shoulder and said, "Yunrang, you are not cut out for martial arts. I won't force you, but you can't stop reading. Go with them. Listen to Mr. Huang's lessons more often so you can understand the truth and distinguish right from wrong."

"Yes, Yunrang will follow Little Grandpa's teachings and study with an open mind, so as not to disappoint Little Grandpa."

Wan Lianxing said: "When I grow up and become a successful person, I will bring honor to your Hong family, and your father will scold me less."

Hong Yunrang said: "Yunrang's original father suffered, please don't punish my father anymore."

Wan Lianxing said: "You are already an adult, you can't cry like a child."

"Yun Rang understands and will never dare to do it again."

Although he said he would stop crying, he would get sick again when he was lying in bed alone at night.

Suiying ran to Wan Lianxing's bedside and asked, "My Lord, are you asleep?"

"You woke me up even though I was soundly asleep." Wan Lianxing stood up and pulled the curtains of the bed to the sides. "Tell me, why did you come to my room so late at night?"

"My Lord, is the one you brought back your grandson or your ancestor?"

"What happened to the child?"

"What else? Didn't the Marquis ask me to keep an eye on him? He was alone in the room crying so hard in the middle of the night. If you didn't know better, you would think he was at a funeral. It's really unlucky."

"Tsk, he's just a kid, his family just fell into poverty, and he came here with me feeling wronged, how could he not cry?"

"He is really too optimistic. He is living a life of luxury with the Marquis, which is no better than being whipped by the yamen runners in the mountains. He really doesn't know how to appreciate the blessings he has."

Wan Lianxing said: "What do you know? This kid is ambitious."

"Humph, I think he is just a crybaby, he doesn't have any ambition at all."