The daily life of a wealthy family

Alchemy Qionghua sighed slightly, and said: "Meeting is a chance, so we can't just ignore it!"

Therefore, Qionghua Danzun made another move, pouring a lot of spiritual power into Wei Andu until the pain in his eyebrows disappeared.

"I've done everything I can, and now it's up to your fate. I hope you can all come out of the journey of the previous life; otherwise... I can only blame you for being obsessed with obsession, and I can't save you..."

After finishing these, Qionghua Danzun sat down on the ground and began to adjust his breath.

Although the Rejuvenating Muscle Grass is not Manjusawa, it is more domineering than Manjusawa, otherwise it would not be able to confuse yin and yang with the fragrance of a flower.

After Feng Yan's soul left his body, following the scent of spirit grass, he seemed to have come to an antique world. In front of him was a wide and bustling street with a lot of traffic. Compared with modern stuffy and crowded department stores, The prosperity here has a kind of rich and prosperous fireworks atmosphere.

The buildings on both sides of the street are ancient wooden buildings with carved beams and painted buildings, with some carved lacquered bricks and glazed tiles, coupled with the bustling scene of people, it looks like a flourishing and prosperous time.

Where is this place?

Feng Yan's eyes flicked around, he thought this place should be ancient times, judging from the clothing and architectural style, this era is roughly the David Dynasty...

David Dynasty?

Feng Yan was startled suddenly, wasn't the David dynasty the era of Xiao Guangping?Before his soul came here, Qionghua Danzun said that he would be given a chance to see the fate of marriage in the previous life. Could it be that we can find the former Wei An here?

Thinking of this, Feng Yan couldn't help but his heart beat faster, his body floated down into the air, the soles of his feet "stepped" on the ground in vain, and he looked up at the imperial palace not far away.

Wei An said that he was a national teacher in his previous life, and he was loyal to Emperor Chongwen; if this was the era of Emperor Chongwen of the Kingdom of David, then Wei An must have lived in the National Teacher's Mansion near the imperial city.

Feng Yan drifted toward a certain direction almost by instinct, obviously all the scenes here were unfamiliar to him; but at this moment, Feng Yan felt deeply in his soul that he should be familiar with this place. Familiar, he knew where he wanted to go almost without thinking.

However, the next moment, Feng Yan was blocked by a mass of things.

He is now a soul body, and in the bustling street, he was able to walk freely without hindrance; but at that moment, Feng Yan's footsteps seemed to be trapped by some invisible force, unable to leave.

Feng Yan suppressed the anxiety in his heart, looked back suspiciously, the lump was not a 'thing', but a person.

An eleven or twelve-year-old boy, wearing tattered clothes full of patches but still not covering his body, holding a small walking stick in his hand, curled up by the side of the road, with his head drooping dirty...

When Feng Yan saw it, his heart suddenly felt as if he had been grabbed by something, and his heart ached extremely.

Who is this boy?Why can't he move his feet?Seeing this young man, he felt a sense of inferiority and cowardice rushing to his heart.

No, he is Feng Yan, the proud son of the capital, the strongest inheritor of the Feng family, how could he have such negative and incompetent emotions?

Feng Yan shook his head vigorously, trying to expel these strange emotions from his mind; and the next moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of him...

It was a familiar face that he carved into his soul - Wei An!At this moment, Wei An has long hair raised up in a bun, a simple white jade hairpin inserted, one foot in auspicious cloud high boots, and a brocade attire. His temperament is noble and elegant, and his eyes are as clear and bright as Feng Yan is familiar with.

Feng Yan was stunned for a moment, it turned out that Wei An was so good-looking in his previous life!

"Poor child, there are still beggars at the feet of the emperor. It seems that I haven't done well enough." Wei An said, stretching out his white and slender fingers with well-defined knuckles, lifting the boy's chin, a flash of light flashed in his eyes. stunning.

Picking it up casually, I found the dusty orb, saw such a pair of beautiful eyes, and met such a handsome young man.

year.

At this moment, Wei An's intention to give money changed. He squatted down and said to the young man, "Young man, I'm Wei An. What's your name?"

The young man's bright Danfeng eyes were neither humble nor overbearing, his breath was weak, but he was full of momentum, and he said clearly: "I don't have a name! You said your name is Wei An, are you Wei An, the Great Master?"

Wei An was taken aback, he didn't expect this young man to recognize him, and to ask his identity so boldly, and said with a smile: "Yes, I am Wei An, the national teacher, are you... alone?"

Wei An asked cautiously, a homeless beggar who didn't even have a name, he really didn't dare to expect that he would have parents and relatives.

The young man nodded calmly, and said: "Well, I am alone, Grand Master, I heard that you haven't married a wife yet, and haven't accepted apprentices yet, are you alone too?"

Wei An was stunned by the young man's words. He never expected that with his current status, he would be asked this question one day.

Are you alone too?

Wei An lowered his eyes, seemed a little depressed by the young man's question, and said, "Yes."

He is still a human being, even though he is no longer a little god who wanders around without father or mother; even though he is already a great master of the kingdom of David; People live in the Daguoshi Mansion surrounded by countless servants and guards; he is still alone.

Everything has changed, yet nothing seems to have changed.

A bright smile suddenly appeared on the expressionless and dirty face of the young man, and he said, "Great Master, take me home, and I will accompany you in the future."

"it is good."

Wei An stretched out his fair and slender hands, and the young man stretched out his dirty, black and thin hands. They touched and clasped.

Then, the young man followed Wei An, and Wei An led the young man into the bathhouse, changed into new clothes, bought hair cakes, candied haws and pork knuckles...

Wei An said to the young man: "Dan Feng Yan, there is an unquenchable fire in the eyes, from now on it will be called Feng Yan."

The boy nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, then I will be called Fengyan from now on, thank you for giving me a name."

Fortunately, the surname is not 'Wei', the boy is very satisfied from the bottom of his heart.

When they returned to the National Teacher's Mansion, the beggar on the side of the road had turned into a handsome young man.

Feng Yan, who had been following Wei An and the boy, opened his mouth in shock after hearing the name Wei An gave the boy.

——This young man is Feng Yan?

The self in the previous life?Feng Yan frowned, no wonder the young man looked familiar just now...

However, from the perspective of a bystander, the way this young man looks at Wei An seems a bit strange, right?

Just when Feng Yan was wondering, the scene in front of him changed, and he suddenly came to a lotus pond.

In summer, the lotus is in full bloom, and the hibiscus blossoms out of the mud without being stained. The whole lake is covered with green lotus leaves.

The lotus fragrance bursts, slowly drifting from afar; the fragrant wind brings not only pleasant fragrance, but also annoying gossip...

"I heard that there is a new boy in the hospital. He looks very handsome. I don't know where it came from..."

"...The people brought in by the master are naturally wealthy people. Maybe they are the sons and daughters of some ministers in the court who live in the National Teacher's Mansion..."

"That's right, apart from the imperial palace, our National Teacher's Mansion is the most prominent in the capital. It's a pity that every hostess in such a big National Teacher's Mansion..."

"Hmph, mistress, I'm afraid you will have a male master soon..."

"Yes, yes, sister Du Juan, tell me, is the master getting married?"

"Hmph, son of a courtier, even that lowly person deserves it! He's just a beggar on the side of the road, and he also wants to fly up to a branch to become a phoenix, coveting our national teacher..."

"What? No way? I see that young man has a lot of temperament. Not only is he handsome, but his name is also pretty. Fengyan, Fengyan..."

"No? No, why does that lowly person stay in the hospital every day and sleep in the master's room at night..."

With the convenience of his soul and body, Feng Yan stood behind a few chattering women, and those obscene words entered his ears in their original flavor. He frowned, and an uncontrollable anger rose in his heart.

Feng Yan was about to explode, when suddenly he was taken aback, a corner of intertwined reeds and lotus flowers revealed the boy's brocade golden boots and snow-white clothes.

Feng Yan looked over, and after the group of maidservants left, the young man took a few steps, showing a pale and unwilling face, and clenched fists

That night, I don't know if Wei An knew something or something else, Wei An called the young man into the main courtyard for dinner. Although the young man did not refuse, he lost his usual joy.

After the meal, Wei An poured a glass of water for the boy, and said, "Feng Yan, you have been in the National Teacher's Mansion for more than half a month, do you want to worship me as a teacher?"

Wei An calmly threw out a powerful word.

The young man stood there in shock, speechless for a long time.

"Why, you don't want to ask me to be your teacher?" Wei An smiled, pursing his lips.

Xiao Fengyan hurriedly shook her head and said: "Yes, I am willing."

Why don't you want to, it's just...

"Can I not call you Master?" the young man asked.

Wei An was taken aback, and said, "It's okay, as long as you like it."

He has always been casual, since he intends to accept him as an apprentice, he will not change anything just because of the word "Master".

Hearing the words, the young man smiled like a flower in an instant, and said, "Wei An..."

Wei An: ...

For a moment, Wei An suddenly seemed to be scorched by the scorching heat and joy in the young man's eyes, and hurriedly looked away...

And Feng Yan, who had been on the sidelines, couldn't help but sweat for the young man. If the young man called Wei An as his master all day long, he would die of anxiety!Fortunately, in his previous life, apart from his poor background, his brain and vision were not bad!

Tsk, Wei An who fell in love with him at the first sight, I have to say, Feng Yan was secretly delighted.

However, his situation in his previous life was really bad enough, even if he was picked up by Wei An, he was actually so many years younger than Wei An, how could he inspire his husband?

Thinking of this, Feng Yan wished he could get into the boy's body and replace him.

Actually, Feng Yan did this.

It's a pity that after doing it, Feng Yan realized how stupid his actions were. Although his soul is powerful, this is the world of young people, and he can't enter it at all. Heaven forbids it.

"Alas..." Feng Yan sighed silently, only feeling that the young man's journey to chase his wife is long and long...

Soon, Feng Yan knew why Wei An suddenly accepted the young man as his apprentice. Besides the gossip from the family, there was another reason that no one could think of...

One night, the boy fell ill... His whole body was hot, his eyes were red, and his whole body was so hot that he was about to smoke...

Feng Yan saw that Wei An sighed deeply, not surprised at all, and sighed: "Sure enough, he has a body of pure yang. If he hadn't met me, he might not live to be 15 years old... It's just that he didn't expect that he is only 12 years old now. , I couldn't hold it anymore..."

In the dimly lit room, the young man has been sleeping outside Wei An's bedroom since he entered the mansion. The treatment was timely and also very simple.

Wei An saw that the young man suddenly had a strange illness, so he found a dagger from the room in a calm manner and cut it on the wrist.

After pouring down a bowl of blood, the young man had a peaceful sleep. The next morning, everything was as usual, but there was a trace of doubt in the young man's eyes, but he didn't understand why...

Feng Yan saw it clearly, but it turned out that his physique was already like this in his previous life.Wei An must have seen something to bring him back in the crowded street, right?

In the present world, Feng Yan also used Wei An's blood to deal with it for a period of time, but as they became flesh-and-blood relatives, this bloody method was never used again.

Now that it was staged in front of him again, pain flashed in Feng Yan's eyes, and he couldn't face it.

Feng Yan was in a hurry, like an ant on a hot pot, tormenting every day, especially when he saw Wei An bleeding once a month, refining it into pills for the boy to say it was something to replenish his body...

When Wei An's dagger approached his wrist again, Feng Yan couldn't help but reach out to stop it. Although he knew it was useless, he still made a move.

This time, Wei An's hand stopped, his face changed slightly, and he shouted: "Where is the sacred?"

The next moment, Feng Yan's soul body passed through Wei An's wrist again.

Wei An shook his head, and murmured: "Could it be too much bloodletting this time, and you're in a daze?"

Feng Yan wanted to say something, but the scene in front of him changed again...

The spring breeze was blowing, and under the peach blossoms all over the sky, Feng Yan couldn't help but want to raise his hand to drive away the flying peach blossoms in front of him. In the depths of the peach forest, a young man, a spring grass, came running with a ruddy complexion.

The young man said: "Wei An, today is your birthday, I made a magic weapon for you, it's called Zhuohua, do you like it?"

Wei An looked at the mahogany sword in front of him. It was made of a thousand-year-old mahogany and carefully carved. For him, it was a tailor-made magic weapon.

"I like it." Wei An accepted it with a smile.

In an instant, peach blossoms were all over the sky, shining brightly, reflected on the young man's face and eyes, and became eternal.

The young man couldn't help but continue to whisper: "Wei An, you like Zhuohua, but what about me, do you like it?" :)