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Chapter 16
Qin Yong followed the crowd, lowered his head, and only dared to observe carefully from the corner of his eye, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

When the person in front stopped, he also stopped quickly, and when the person in front started saluting, he quickly followed suit.

"See you son."

"We all belong to the same family and come from the same source, so there is no need to be too polite." Qin Xu raised his hand gently and said gently.

Qin Xu walked up to a trembling old man at the front of the crowd, held his hand, and said excitedly, "Grandpa Liang, do you remember me? When you were working in front of your grandfather, you hugged him And me."

The old man tried his best to open his eyes wide and looked carefully for a long time before he recognized Qin Xu. While gesticulating with his hands excitedly, he opened his mouth, which was dry because of the loss of teeth, and said vaguely: "It turns out that it is Xiao Xu. Young master, I remember that you were only this big when I went back to the village to take care of the elderly, but I didn't expect you to grow so big in a blink of an eye."

"Yes, yes." Seeing Grandpa Liang, Qin Xu couldn't help thinking of his grandfather who passed away ten years ago, and sighed for a while.

He and Grandpa Liang recalled some things about the old Houye back then. Seeing that Grandpa Liang was tired, Qin Xu stopped talking, walked to another middle-aged man in his forties who had a broken arm, and held it tightly With only his left arm left, he said: "Dingbo, long time no see. How have you been doing all these years?"

Dingbo's eyes were red, he held Qin Xu's hand tightly excitedly, shook it vigorously, and said with a choked voice, "Okay, I've had a good life, Mr. Lao misses you."

Qin Xu and Ding Bo talked about Lord Hou's daily life, then let go of his hand, walked up to Qin Yong, patted Qin Yong's shoulder with a smile, and said with a smile: "Qin Yong, do you still remember me?"

Qin Yong didn't expect that Qin Xu would find him, so he quickly lowered his head respectfully, and replied cautiously: "Remember, I had the honor to train with Mr. Xu for half a year."

Qin Xu patted Qin Yong's shoulder and said regretfully, "You are such a bone, what a pity..."

If Qin Yong hadn't given all the resources he got to Qin Yi back then, maybe...

Afterwards, Qin Xu said with relief again: "However, your younger brother Qin Yi has lived up to your expectations. He has now become the head of the personal guards, and he is deeply trusted by his father."

Speaking of Qin Yi, Qin Yong couldn't help showing a proud smile on his face, but he still lowered his head and said gratefully: "Thank you, Lord Hou, for your cultivation."

Qin Xu nodded, without further words, took back his right hand that was placed on Qin Yong's shoulder, then returned to the plaque of "Quiet Zhiyuan", and said to everyone: "I will rest in Jingyuan for a few years. For a few years, it will trouble everyone."

Everyone expressed that they would not bother, and that it was their honor that Qin Xu could come here to recuperate, and then they bid farewell tactfully and left on the grounds that they would not disturb Qin Xu's recuperation.

When Qin Yong returned home with agitated heart, he saw the big head running up to him with short legs, holding his head up, with a serious face, and asked in a childlike voice: "Father, sit Who was in that carriage just now?"

After Qin Yong knew that Mr. Xu was going to live in the village for a few years, he simply stopped hiding it, picked up his big head, and called the pegs and pillars who were playing with mud in the corner of the yard.

Qin Yong held the big head, walked into the master bedroom, put the big head beside him, sat down, put Shuan Zi and Zhu Zi in front of him, and said solemnly: "The one sitting in the carriage is the young master of Changping Houfu. "

Speaking of 'Young Master', Qin Yong couldn't help showing off: "Do you know who can be called a Young Master? Only outstanding children who have the right to inherit from the Duke's family are eligible to be called Young Masters."

"Changping monkey? Male monkey?" Zhuzi scratched his head: "What kind of monkey is this Changping monkey? Is the male monkey very special?"

Shuan Zi also stood aside and nodded in agreement.

Put down Qin Yong's head, picked up the pillar and spanked his ass: "You can't be disrespectful to Changping Hou, do you hear me?"

Zhuzi had never seen such a father before, so he burst into tears on the spot: "Don't dare, don't dare..."

Shuanzi was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and shrank to a corner, fearing that his furious father would think of him, so he dared not make any movement.

Qin Yi realized the seriousness of the problem and frowned deeply.

Changping Hou?
Should be the nobles of this world.

Do all the nobles in this world have such an instant terrifying aura?

Also, what is the relationship between Marquis Changping and their Qin Family Village?
Why did the son of the Marquis of Changping, who has the right to inherit, come to such a remote place as his village?

What kind of impact will the arrival of this son have on the Qin Family Village?

Zhenniang, who was weaving, heard the movement and turned her head to see Qin Yong beating the child so hard. She hurriedly stood up, held Qin Yong's raised right hand tightly and said, "Speak up if you have something to say, you can beat the child." What does the child do?"

Only then did Qin Yong put down the pillar, and said to Zhenniang in a very solemn tone: "Young Master will rest here for a few years, if you don't let them have a better memory, if you bump into Young Master, no one can save them. "

Then Qin Yong asked Zhuzi with a serious face, "Do you remember?"

"Remember." Zhu Zi replied with choked sobs while covering his buttocks.

"Shuanzi, what about you?" Qin Yong turned around and looked at Shuanzi huddled in the corner with a serious face.

"Remember, Father." Shuan Zi was startled, quickly raised his head, straightened his body, and replied vigorously.

Only then did Qin Yong turn his head, squatted down, and looked at Qin Yi: "Big head, what about you?"

"Remember, Dad."

"Well, that's good. Shuanzi, Zhuzi, Datou, you have to remember that when you see your son in the future, you will be a hundred times more respectful than seeing your father, do you understand?" Qin Yong reminded again worriedly.

"Understood, Dad." The three of them hurriedly replied with serious expressions.

Seeing that Qin Yong had regained his composure, Qin Yi approached cautiously and asked, "Father, why did the young master of Changping come to our place?"

Qin Yong hesitated for a moment, but still opened his mouth to answer: "This matter was originally told to you when you were eight or nine years old, but I didn't expect that the young master came suddenly and let you get in touch with the Hou's mansion in advance. Let me tell you, so that you don’t know anything and offend the young master.”

Then, Qin Yong took a deep breath and said in a solemn tone: "All the children of the Qin family in our Qin family village are of the same clan as Marquis Changping, and belong to the Weishui Qin family."

Qin Yong then said in a heavy tone: "There are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. 300 years ago, the world collapsed, disputes arose everywhere, clans were in trouble, and clansmen were separated. Our ancestors lived here, took root, and thrived. That’s how our team came about.”

(End of this chapter)