Through the array painter

Exploring the memory of the original body, He Ze found that this world is very different from his previous world.

Everyone in the world used to be ordinary people, but now there are two kinds of people who are extraordinary.

Warriors and array painters!

Both require spiritual roots as a foundation.

Martial arts fighters practice martial arts and strength.

Array painters practice mental strength and artistic conception.

Anyone with spiritual roots can become a fighter, no matter how talented they are.But if you go further up, whether you can become a great fighter or have higher achievements depends on your talent and opportunities.

To become an array painter, in addition to having a spiritual root, one also needs a mental strength higher than a certain standard measured since childhood.

The standards of array painters are more stringent, so the number of them is smaller than that of martial fighters, and their status is higher than that of martial fighters.

If you have the talent of a formation painter, you have to make a choice when you practice, and you can't become the other after you choose one.That is to say, once one chooses to become a martial artist, it is equivalent to giving up the talent of a formation artist, and once one chooses to become a formation artist, one cannot become a martial artist.

Whether it is an array painter or a martial artist, they are extremely popular in this world.

He Ze regained his senses and took a rest. Although he is now in good health, he still has the habit of resting frequently when he was weak.After sitting quietly for a while, He Ze began to sort out Yuan's family memories.

The He family in Yunxin Country is well-known, and He Ze's grandfather is brilliant and has his own views on governing the country.

Apart from the prestige of the He family, other things about the elders, the original body is very vague.

I just remember that my grandmother is the eldest princess, and my uncle is the child of a woman whom my grandfather welcomed.

From He Ze's current point of view, the woman should be grandfather's concubine.But Yuanben didn't demean the woman's identity at all in his memory, until now, everyone in He Mansion called that concubine Mrs. X.What puzzles He Ze the most is that Mrs. X's son is the legitimate son, but in the He Mansion, the (father) born to Princess Dachang is also the same as He Ze's father.

He Ze couldn't get an answer to these things, so he kept it in his heart.

Continuing to sort out his memory, He Ze found that the original body had a slight contempt for his father, because (father) had not made an inch of force for many years.

Princess Dachang also worshiped the Buddha every day to pray for her son because of her son's inexplicable force stagnation.

So in the original body's impression, the memory of grandma is just the back view of sitting in the small Buddhist hall.

The partiality of the grandfather and the ignorance of the grandmother made the status of the three (father) lower and lower in this family. In the end, even the original body looked down on his parents...

He Ze sighed, thinking that the original body really did not know the blessings in the midst of blessings.He has a healthy body and parents who love him, but he has never been seen.

Standing up slowly, although his body was weakened by years of inactivity and alcohol, He Ze was still grateful.

The poison in his previous life prevented He Ze from leaving his bedroom until his death. Now he has a healthy and pollution-free body.

It doesn't matter if he is weak. In his previous life, he had visited all the famous doctors in the world for the purpose of curing illnesses. When he was bored, he also studied the secret recipes handed down from his ancestors by various miraculous doctors. He believed that in time, he would definitely recover his health.

At that moment, He Ze thought of many prescriptions that could improve his physique.

In the future, it will be even better!After doing a few sets of simple exercises in the room that are bearable now, He Ze lay back on the bed.

sleep till dawn

In the early morning, the sunlight that was not too dazzling came in, brushed on He Ze's fair face, moved his eyelashes, He Ze opened his eyes, stretched fiercely, sat on the edge of the bed, swayed his legs and felt the love With the absolute control of the body, the corners of the mouth turned up, and he called out: "Come here."

The girl I saw for the first time yesterday pushed open the door and came in after hearing this, "Master, you are awake."

He Ze knew from his memory that this girl was called Xiaoling.

He Ze naturally sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his feet.

Xiaoling showed a puzzled look.

Seeing Xiaoling's expression, He Ze felt guilty for a moment. He forgot that this was not the palace of his previous life. He was not treated so well here that someone would put his shoes on and dress him.

After a pause, he bent down and put on his shoes. Because of his previous health and the love of his family, He Ze almost didn't need to take care of things by himself.Now that he suddenly does something himself, He Ze has a sense of independence.

"Master...that mouth is not a sleeve." Xiaoling naturally took the clothes that He Ze was holding in her hands and was putting them on. He Ze's mind went blank for a moment. In this very short moment, He Ze He subconsciously opened his hand and let Xiaoling finish putting on his clothes.

He Ze pretended to be calm and shook his clothes and straightened his collar. In his mind, the gentle little Zaizai in the white brocade robe was beating him with hatred, "Don't you dare to stop stretching out your hand to be served like that in the future?" Naturally! Handicapped party!"

Xiaoling is worthy of being a model among the maids, not only helped He Ze put on his clothes, but also helped He Ze wash his face and handed him mouthwash.

I looked at my young master's appearance with satisfaction, and felt much refreshed than usual!

After finishing these, he took He Ze to have breakfast.

According to the He family's rules, the whole family needs to eat breakfast together.The purpose is not only to let the family get together every day, but also because the grandfather is getting older and wants the juniors to be with him.

Walking out of the Yixin Pavilion and passing through the narrow path leading to the dinner party, He Ze nodded inwardly as he looked at the neatly trimmed flowers and trees along the path. I don't know why the place where He Ze lives is a bit shabby.

Entering the restaurant, He Ze saw that his uncle's family and parents had already arrived, and they were sitting at the end of the table, just opposite to He Xing, who was his eldest brother in name.

"Father, mother" He Ze turned his head and smiled and said "Good morning".

The second master nodded calmly, and the second lady patted He Ze's head lovingly, and agreed.

Seeing He Ze's well-behaved appearance, everyone was surprised.

He Ze used to be stubborn and impolite, except for his own father and the second master who strictly disciplined him after seeing it, the rest of the people just ignored it, and the second wife was completely indulged and let it go.

I don't know if he got drunk once and got his head drunk, or if he figured out something, He Ze was surprisingly gentle in the morning.

The second wife looked at her son carefully.

With great difficulty, He Ze picked out plain navy blue clothes from a pile of gold and red in the closet.

The usual impatient look faded away, and she sat quietly at the table.

Her hair is like black jade, her skin is like beautiful porcelain, her nose bridge is high and her face is still a little childish.

Don't think about He Ze's dandy in the past, it seems that such a handsome young man should be like this.

Everyone at the table more or less noticed He Ze's abnormality, but they had their own thoughts and didn't say anything.

Not long after, grandfather came with a middle-aged woman.

He Ze knew from his memory that his grandmother paid homage to the Buddha all the year round, and usually ate meals in the Small Buddha Hall.This woman is that concubine.

Looking at her face, He Ze found that a woman in her fifties looked as good as she was in her forties.It's just that those upturned eyes made people uncomfortable. At first glance, I felt that he was a serious person.

After the grandfather sat down, he swept away the crowd, and frowned when he saw He Ze, "Second brother, you always restrain your son, but he was carried out of the flower building at such a young age. gone."

The second master had no choice but to agree. Grandpa didn't seem to want to let He Ze go easily, and snorted coldly: "Look at your brother, you will never go to that kind of dirty place with a clean body and self-discipline. Although your spiritual roots are low, you can't do anything big." , but you should also understand your identity, calm down and assist your elder brother."

Seeing that He Ze lowered his head, the grandfather thought that He Ze was scared by the drunkenness and dared not refute, so he deliberately suppressed He Ze, "Although you are incompetent, your brother is really outstanding. You don't care about your own face in every word and deed. You should also consider the influence on your grandfather, your uncle, and your elder brother, especially your elder brother, who has a bright future, and if your elder brother's reputation is ruined because of your affairs, don't blame me for driving you out of the house."

When the grandfather talked about excitement, he knocked on the table.

He Ze disagrees with his grandfather's statement. Although this world is different from the previous world in spiritual roots, the general system is not much different.

First of all, the Heze family is from the main wife's line, a standard direct line, and there is absolutely no situation where the legitimate son assists the concubine.

Moreover, He Ze's elder brother said that he is more talented than He Ze, but the so-called strong is only a medium talent in the eyes of the public, how can he have the right to break the rules and turn low into high.

Although He Ze had a short life in his previous life, he had experienced disputes between his son and concubine, and he had strong orthodoxy.Naturally, he doesn't like the small family style of the grandfather of the He family.

"Grandfather," He Ze waited for Grandfather He to finish speaking, and said respectfully, "I am the eldest son of the He family. It seems a bit inappropriate for you to say assistant."

Snapped,,

The grandfather patted the table vigorously, "You rebellious son! Is it possible that you want to set up your own family, and why are you not a legitimate son?! Second child, did you teach your son to say that!"

"Father," the second master said weakly, "my son never said that."

"Hmph! I forgive you for not daring." Grandfather looked around at the family members, and said without excuse: "Don't talk about such things as concubine and concubine in the future. The family should be sorted by age. And I am still Here, if you want to compete for status regardless of face, you also have to ask me if I agree! I'll see who can be higher than me."

Grandfather gave He Ze a sharp warning look.

Because He Ze's grandfather is sitting on the top seat, He Ze must be respectful.But being respectful doesn't mean that He Ze doesn't know that this is a blow to him, nor does it mean that He Ze just accepts it.

The distinction between concubine and concubine is not the rule of any small family, but the rule of the ancestors.

Grandfather has already lost a lot by relying on the old to sell the old.

However, He Ze didn't intend to let him argue here. Although he can stand up to the truth, he is still a junior after all.Especially when the current form is not clear and He Ze is not so familiar with this world.

The grandfather kept educating and beating He Ze throughout his meal. Seeing that He Ze didn't contradict him anymore, he thought contemptuously: he thought this child had changed, but in fact he was still so easy to handle, so there was nothing to worry about.

He Xing, who was sitting across from He Ze, could see clearly that if He Ze had been scolded like this before, he would have lost his temper, even if he didn't dare to slam the door and leave.

But now He Ze is eating food without changing his face, as if he can't hear the scolding in his ears, showing a sense of elegance.

He Xing shook his chopsticks vigorously. He couldn't tolerate He Ze's change in a better direction. After thinking for a moment, an idea came to his mind.