One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Five: Preparing for War, Recuperating (4)

Xie, in order to express his solemnity, asked his wife to prepare generous gifts early, and brought his family to visit.

However, the timing of his visit was not very good. Li Yun's family had just had dinner. It's not that Xie doesn't understand etiquette, it's just that Shangguan Wan, who works in the government affairs department, and Li Nuan, the family's sweetheart, are different from ordinary people in Li Yun's family.

Xie Ze and his wife revealed about Uncle Xie Qian, and his wife was also very surprised.

Although Xie Qian is from the previous generation, his position in the Xie family is somewhat special.

After his accident, his courtyard in the Xie Mansion was sealed up, and no one was eligible to live in it.

It was a courtyard with excellent feng shui location. Mrs. Xie Ze asked a few questions out of curiosity when she first got married, and only then did she know about Xie Qian.

"Lang Jun, is that really uncle?" Mrs. Xie Ze sat beside him and waited, her warm black eyes were somewhat surprised, "I heard from the old servant at home that my uncle has... Wei's mansion, how could uncle be here?"

Although Xie Ze brought her to meet Xie Qian, such attention and respect warmed her heart, but she was also afraid that her husband would be deceived.

Xie Ze had just descended to a new master, and it was time to hide his strength and bide his time. Since Mrs. Xie Ze arrived in Maruzhou, she had been living in the back house, not daring to move around at will, for fear that she would inadvertently offend the original dignitaries of Maruzhou. Instead of helping her husband, she held him back.

Xie raised his hand to comfort and pat the back of her hand twice.

"It's been confirmed as a husband. Han Mei's biological father is Uncle and his old man." Xie Ze said, "Although Uncle was expelled from Xie's family, his blood is still cut off. As juniors, you and I naturally have to take the initiative to visit, and we must not I have lost the basic etiquette in front of my uncle."

Xie Ze comforted his wife, but his own heart was beating like a drum, and his palms were sweating from nervousness.

His hearing was excellent, and he keenly heard the sound of light footsteps coming from far and near.

Warriors all have the ability to raise energy and lighten body, so the deeper the cultivation base, the lighter the steps, and the more stable the lower body.

If it is an ordinary person, the footsteps are heavy, the movement is loud, and the voice is deep.

Xie Ze had a vague guess, and stared at the direction where the voice came from without blinking.

Not long after, an elegant man in dark green robes came into his sight. This man looked somewhat similar to Li Yun, but Li Yun had been fighting all the year round, and he always had a bloody spirit all over him, with a reckless passion that couldn't be ignored. This middle-aged man was different, with an elegant demeanor that made people feel good about him, his brows were soft, and his face was even more gentle and elegant, like a ray of mountain breeze, a hermit in the world.

If it wasn't for his extremely stable base and long breath, Xie would have thought that the other party was a Confucian scholar.

"Uncle, uncle? It's really uncle!"

Xie was dumbfounded, and it took a while to react, and solemnly saluted.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xie Ze followed the junior etiquette.

Xie Qian looked at the young couple with a frown, got up and helped them up, and said, "There are no outsiders here, so there is no need to do this."

Xie Ze was delighted in his heart, Xie Qian clearly admitted his identity by saying so.

"Uncle——" Xie Ze showed a silly smile, "This is the first time that this junior has brought his relatives to see you. This gift is indispensable."

Even a family cannot be rude.

Xie Qian said, "Listen to Han Mei, you are the fifth son of the second brother? I haven't seen you for a few years, and you are already this old."

Xie Ze said, "Uncle calls the younger generation Yuan Gui and it will be done."

"Yuangui?" Xie Qian's expression was stagnant, and his expression was a little strange, "Is this word taken by your father?"

Then, it has the meaning of both rules and models. It is good to use this word to imply, but just read it——

The name is also a coincidence.

"Well, my father took it. He also said that it was selected after looking through the books for a long time. If the uncle is still there, with the uncle's literary talent, it must not be so troublesome." Xie Ze didn't realize what was wrong at all until he After realizing something was wrong, he asked Xie Qian apprehensively, "Uncle, is there something wrong with this word? Or in other words——whose taboo did this junior accidentally commit?"

Xie Qian laughed,

"There is nothing wrong with it, it's just that the pronunciation is misleading."

Xie was at a loss.

Xie Qian didn't tease Xie Ze either, as soon as he saw Xie Ze, he knew that this child, like many Xie's children, was straightforward and short-sighted.

Honest people are also innocent, it is better to bully less.

"There is an object in the carpentry room called compasses, which are square and round, and rules for regulation. This object is used to make objects in heaven, and it seems to be an indispensable tool for the carpentry room. I only heard of it a while ago. Misunderstood, I hope my nephew will not create any suspicion because of this."

After saying this, Xie Ze understood that the pronunciation of the words and tools co-authored by him was heavy.

He is a broad-minded person, and if they overlap, they overlap. There are too many people with the same name or word in the world, so it's not a big deal.

As everyone knows, Xie Ze's words made him the most famous general in this era.

Students may not be able to memorize famous historical figures, but they can't help but think of Xie Ze when they mention the stalk of "compasses".

Xie Ze said, "If you can make uncle happy, it doesn't matter if you get it wrong."

Xie Qian showed him a gentle smile. He was indeed a direct descendant of the Xie family. He always liked to play straight balls and couldn't beat around the bush.

Although he had given up the idea of ​​returning to the clan, Xie Qian could not remain indifferent when he met Xie's blood after many years.

He asked about the current situation of several relatives with concern, and Xie answered them one by one.

Before Xie Qian felt emotional, a meat dumpling suddenly rolled in from outside.

"Grandpa—"

"Warm!"

Xie Qian, controlled by his granddaughter, was so frightened that his voice changed.

The servant who served Nuan Nuan came to her heels and saw her throwing herself face to face on the ground, she was so frightened that her soul would fly away.

Probably because she has a lot of fat on her body, the fall didn't hurt. Nuan Nuan supported her upper body with her arms and shook her little head, as if she wanted to use this movement to wake herself up. She refused the servant's help, slowly got up, and swayed like a fat penguin towards Xie Qian. Xie Qian was already approaching, and she happened to stretch out her arms to protect his legs. After standing still, she stretched out her right hand and opened her small claws. There was a very small pig's head snack lying on the palm of her hand, which was deformed by her. "Grandpa, eat—"

Nuan Nuan doesn't speak very well, and only speaks a few words when she comes and goes.

Although she is young, she has inherited her father's straightforward and generous character, and loves to share with others.

If she thinks something is delicious, she likes to save some of it to share with her mother or grandpa.

As for Li Yun?

After going out to fight for so long, Nuan Nuan, who was only a little over a year old at that time, had no impression of him, and would call Daddy that he was taught well by relatives and servants.

Li Nuan looks good, a bit like Li Yun and Shangguan Wan, but more like her grandma Wang Huiyun.

Xie Qian was naturally partial to this granddaughter.

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