After fetal transfusion: Huang Ama, your royal mausoleum has been stolen

The young man was full of vigor and vitality at the time and had no idea what kind of life he would face in the future.

After excitedly bidding farewell to his emperor father, Yinreng turned around and mounted his horse.

Leading the team of attendants specially assigned to him, he resolutely embarked on a new journey that belonged only to him.

Xirui was a small person, hidden in the crowd, and could only get a glimpse of the situation through the gaps between the heavy shadows in front of him.

Fortunately, within this limited field of vision, she could barely see the person she wanted to see.

Yuan Erhai and Fu Liu were both dressed as servants and followed Yinreng from a distance, making it impossible to tell anything about them.

Now, Xirui's anxious heart finally settled down a little.

She can use these two people very much and must not be burdened by her identity as a eunuch.

It’s best if people can’t tell the difference now. I think Yinreng won’t be particularly averse to them.

[Get ready to pick someone up, Master Xue.] After many days, Xirui finally warned Xue Jing again.

But this time the news is not entirely bad.

Yinreng promoted the policy all the way from north to south, leaving Xue Jing with plenty of time.

As long as they prepare properly, it should not be difficult to seize this opportunity.

At the same time, when Xue Jing, who was thousands of miles away, received the news, he was still at home, trying his best to prevent a family farce from happening.

He only had time to quickly respond to Xirui, and then turned around and threw himself into the battle between his grandfather and father.

【? ? 】Xirui keenly sensed that something was wrong.

Fearing that he had not paid attention to him for a long time and something went wrong, he hurriedly asked, "Did something happen to you?"

What happened? Why are you so anxious that you don't even have time to say a complete sentence to her?

The alarm immediately sounded in Xirui's heart.

He was originally leaning crookedly on the couch, but this time he was so shocked that he sat up straight immediately.

[Xue Jing? Xue Lexian?] He called out a few more times tentatively. Xirui didn't dare to just leave him alone, but he was also afraid that if he called too frequently, Xue Jing would be distracted.

It would be bad if this delayed the "battle" any further.

Therefore, Xirui, who had not received any response for a long time, could only go to Xie Xingyu with a heavy heart.

Xie Xingyu, who was enjoying the show, said: [……] How should he explain this?

[Otherwise, Miss Eleven should just watch it for yourself.] After all, seeing is believing.

After Xie Xingyu finished speaking, he immediately started sharing the real-time battle situation.

Just because 066 doesn’t have enough energy doesn’t mean his energy is also insufficient.

The sharing he initiated from Xue Jing could still be received by Xirui.

In just a moment, Xirui saw the situation on Xue Jing's side clearly through this sharing.

Nowadays, it is no problem to say that the fighting is fierce in the Xue family's courtyard.

The old man of the Xue family was seen holding his cane high and chasing after his son, swinging it from time to time.

Xue Jing's father in this life was a complete scholar, a weak scholar who turned a deaf ear to the world outside and devoted himself to reading the books of sages.

He was so weak that he could barely even tie a kitten, and had been chased by his father for most of the day that his physical exhaustion had already exceeded his maximum tolerance level.

How could I have the extra energy to care about the crutches that would fall down from time to time?

Xue Jing and his older brother Xue Yi couldn't bear to watch their father get beaten, so they had to stand between the two men and took several blows in turn.

"Grandfather, please calm down." Seeing that his elder brother's face looked strange after being hit a few times, Xue Jing didn't care about anything else. He simply squatted down and hugged Xue Xiong's thighs.

"Grandfather, please take care of yourself. You can't hit me anymore." If he continued to hit me, his elder brother would be in danger.

Xue Xiong was not prepared for his grandson's sudden move. He failed to retract his action in time, tripped and almost fell on his back.

Fortunately, I had a crutch in hand, which helped me steady myself at the last moment.

The servants who were waiting nearby also saw this opportunity and swarmed over to surround the grandparents and grandchildren.

He was worried about Xue Xiong's health and was also secretly trying to stop him from picking up the stick to chase his son again.

In just the time it took for Xue Yi to run several meters away with his father Xue Miao, it would be difficult for Xue Xiong to catch up and beat the child.

"Why are you stopping me?" Xue Xiong was furious.

He even ignored his doted-on grandson and was only thinking about teaching his unfilial son a lesson.

"Grandfather, please calm down. My elder brother is weak and has been hit by you several times. His face has turned pale. Even if you are angry, you should at least feel sorry for my elder brother." His elder brother was also an unarmed scholar and could not withstand such a beating.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Xue Jing pinched himself hard, tears welled up in an instant, and his voice was tinged with tears.

Another housekeeper said, "Please calm down, old master. The young master has just been studying for the whole morning and has not eaten anything for half a day. He is weak and can't stand your beating."

Xue Miao is not young anymore but still doesn't know anything. He always makes his father angry.

But Xue Yi is a young, promising, filial and sensible child.

He had just read for the whole morning and hadn't even had time to eat when he was forced to receive a beating. The old housekeeper didn't believe that Xue Xiong didn't feel sorry.

As long as he feels sorry for it, this matter will be easy to handle.

"Hmph!" Xue Xiong gritted his teeth and managed to hold back his anger.

"Go and bring that evil creature to me." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between Xue Xiong's teeth, filled with anger.

"This..." The old butler hesitated, fearing that the master was still angry and planned to bring the man back and beat him up again.

How could Xue Xiong not see his concerns? He moved his feet slightly, motioning Xue Jing to get up first before speaking again, "I won't hit him. Call Yi Ge'er back to apply medicine, don't hurt yourself."

This eldest grandson is the hope of their Xue family, and he must not be implicated by that rebellious son.

As soon as Xue Xiong said this, the old butler understood that he was willing to take a step back.

He immediately sent someone to ask the person to come back.

He had seen it clearly from the side just now. Although most of the blows from the crutch were blocked by Xue Yi, a few of them still hit Xue Miao.

This old man's body is not as strong as the eldest young master. A few beatings with a stick are enough to make him suffer.

While the old man's anger is gradually subsiding, I have to give both of them a thorough check-up.

Don't damage your physical foundation.