It was half an hour later when Lu Qian and Hua Qianshu returned to the main hall. There were more than a dozen people in the hall talking. Two of them were sitting in the main seat, one of whom was the current head of the Lu family, Lu Gaofeng. Sitting across from him is one of his best friends, Hua Jia Hua Wan Xuan.
Hua Wanxuan heard that his son and Lu Qian were back, so he smiled and turned to look. Although Lu Qian is three years older than her baby son, she can be said to be a female junior holding gold bricks, and Lu Qian' The fierce names and talents are all outside, but you can behave well after your marriage. So the two little guys go out alone to play, it is more than half of his idea.
But when he turned his head and saw his son's embarrassment, his smile froze directly on his face, and gradually turned gloomy.
"who is it?!"
Hua Wanxuan was already on the verge of rage.
Hua Qianshu lowered his head and said in a low voice, "No... No one, I accidentally fell."
"Wrestling?" Hua Wanxuan's face was puzzled. He didn't know why his son was protecting the person who beat him, but then... his face became even more ugly, even out of anger.
Because Lu Qian also whispered: "Yes, just... Just now we went to the pool to play, brother Qianshu accidentally... accidentally fell."
What Hua Wanxuan was angry about was not that Lu Qian lied to him, but because she saw Lu Qian’s clothes. Her clothes were disheveled, and there were obvious signs of pulling, and there were injuries on her hands, not like hitting something, but like She was the one who hurt herself by hitting something, and then looking at his son's ashamed and dodging eyes, how could he not think of the reason
It must be his own unbelievable son who tried presumptuously to indecent assault on Lu Qian, but was beaten up by Lu Qian, which brought out this scene.
Hua Wanxuan felt sorry for his son, but at the same time angered him. The more he thought about it, he got angry, so he wondered how to find an excuse to teach this unfilial son a good lesson.
"Huh! Why are you so careless? You can wrestle while walking? Is your daily kung fu practice for nothing? Huh, you haven't tested your homework recently. It seems that you are lazy. Several uncles and uncles are there. Practice for the palm technique that my father taught you a few days ago."
"what?!"
Facing Hua Wanxuan's order, Hua Qianshu's reaction seemed more uncomfortable than being beaten.
The Hua family has been a merchant since ancient times, and the talent for martial arts is really not very good from the root. Coupled with a delicious, delicious and fun life, what can be practiced by Hua Qianshu is a weird thing. As for that set of palms, it is also a flower. The cheat book given to him by a friend of Xuan was originally pretty good, but it was misinterpreted by Hua Wanxuan. He had to teach Hua Qianshu to practice daily. This is not only exhausting, but also embarrassing. .
"Why? Don't want to practice?"
Hua Wanxuan narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand to clasp the table, and directly got off a piece of wood. After looking at it, he felt that it was thick again. Then he clasped and changed the thickness of his little finger. Then he shouted coldly: "I don't want to practice, just Disposal of family law!"
Lu Gaofeng's teeth hurt when he was watching this trouble. He didn't see Hua Wanxuan's face the most. He wanted to teach his son, but he felt distressed. The wooden stick didn't say it was a beating, but he was going to beat one. Vole, even if the stick is interrupted, it may not be killed.
"Okay, okay, the original festive days have made you boring, kid, don't force him if you don't want to practice."
"What? Are you afraid of dirtying your place?"
Lu Gaofeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You, you, you are obviously a literati, but you want to be like this kind of market. In my opinion, Qianshu is a smart kid. Instead of practicing martial arts, it is better to show literary talent. Rough people also nurture and nurture."
A person next to him immediately agreed: "This is the right thing to say, because today's officials like poetry, dance and use ink, but we are here to let the children beat and kill, which is out of time."
Another person said: "Since there is a rare opportunity, instead of going to a school with a thousand trees alone, it is better to call all the children in. It is like a trial, but to see which one in Linjiang City is really a literary and martial artist."
Lu Gaofeng smiled and said, "This is a wonderful move."
Being said that, Hua Wanxuan really moved his mind. He knows how his son is in martial arts cultivation. He knows very well, his temperament, he knows better, but his son is only very good, and he can always give Hua Wan. Xuan Chang's face is the'poetry trail' that he doesn't like very much.
Coughing twice, nodding slightly is regarded as agreeing, and at the same time, winking at his son, the meaning is obviously,'If you want to avoid the pain of skin and flesh, give me a long face! '
After another half an hour, Lu Qian Hua Qianshu went to freshen up and changed her clothes. Several children were also taken by her servants, and the whole living room became more and more heated.
Lu Gaofeng smiled and said, "Since you are the first to be tested for school, naturally your Liner will come first."
Hua Wanxuan couldn't hold back his smiling face, but he still wanted to be humble: "Well... it's okay, let this stinky boy throw some thoughts out first."
Hua Qianshu was laughed and pushed out by the children behind him. In fact, the children who came here really didn’t have stage fright. In a big family, they always have to get some writing and ink to fill the scene. Even if they don’t have this kind of talent, they might buy it. Or steal it, you can always make a poem, and take it out at the critical moment.
Hua Qianshu is no exception, he also has a few satisfactory songs, but most of them are really written by himself.
After stubbornly stubborn for a long time, Hua Qianshu whispered: "In late spring, the flowers bloom and stalks, the small building is rainy night, and the swallows return late in the race, but the flowers fall in the sleeves...
Wow!
The voice was shut, everyone was shocked.
"The playboy is really a genius, hehehe, this poem... good, wonderful! What a flower blooms and a stalk, what a water relative, if you don’t hear it personally, who can say that this phrase is actually from a six-year-old child? Hand? At that time, the first Wei, the second generation was called the talent of eight fights, and only ten fights were adopted under the good sky, and it was only eight of them, which can be said to be the best. All the talents of the nine fights fall into the hands of your Hua family? Really make people enviable!"
A paternal master who is known for his literary talent does not hesitate to praise words, although it means exaggerating and flattering, but such verses are really rare, especially when they are six years old, they are rare in the world.
Even Lu Gaofeng looked surprised and couldn't help but admire: "That's it, it should be so."
"Hehehe..." Hua Wanxuan was completely overwhelmed with joy, "Where is it, it's just a game of children, and the poems are insignificant and trivial."
"If you look at his poems, you can see that he is a human being. It can be seen that this young man from your flower family will be extraordinary in the future!"
"Where, hahaha, hahaha..."
Hua Wanxuan was so happy that he couldn't touch North.
And Lu Gaofeng really couldn't see his appearance, even a little angry.