Qin Han sighed softly, his eyes showing a bit of bitterness.
"Indeed, now that you have entered the Yin-Yang Academy, and you have the strong protection of Elder Shao of the Yin-Yang Academy, even the historian may not dare to deal with you. You have risen through the ranks and become a student of the Academy's Silver Medal. You have soared into the sky, far away from the Qingluo Kingdom.
Right or wrong, this is a good thing. Whether as the head of the family or as a father, I feel very proud and gratified."
Proud? Happy?
Qin Yi's indifferent gaze swept across Qin Han's face.
"Xiao Yi, maybe in your heart, you will think that I must hate you very much because you have made me lose face in front of the elders of the Academy and I can't stand down. It is true that the behavior of Elder Shao of the Academy really embarrassed me. But I still feel embarrassed.
Compared with the suffering and humiliation I have endured over the years, Elder Shao's little humiliation is nothing."
When Qin Han said this, he also let out a long sigh, as if saying these things was a kind of psychological relief for him.
"On the surface, the Qin family has a lot of glory, but in the final analysis, the rise and fall of the Qin family depends on the attitude of the historian. The historian is one of the best among the six pillar families. Its strength is several times that of the Qin family. It is you who passed the Yin-Yang Academy assessment. Why?
Will the quota be forcibly transferred to your brother Qin Xiang? You only know that it was me who forcibly ordered you to hand over your quota in the academy. But you definitely don’t know that before this, the historian has already laid a plan to kill you."
"You only know that you have been carrying the shackles of being an illegitimate child since you were a child, and your family resources are less than one-third of those of direct descendants. But you don't know that because of your talent, the historian has always regarded you as a thorn in the side. Without the title of illegitimate child, the historian
I wouldn’t let you live until now.”
"What you said before is correct. As the head of the family, I am unfair in my dealings. As a father, I am partial. You hate me in your heart and it is my fault. But - everything I have done is to protect the family and you.
.”
"With your young and passionate age, you will definitely think that I have no spine. Faced with the oppression of the historians, why don't you rise up and resist? Why not confront the historians tit for tat? Yes, if I have a choice, how much I hope to be happy with my grudges and directly fight with the historians
Does the field care about his life or death?"
"It's a pity that I am the head of the Qin family. I am responsible for the inheritance of the family and the great responsibility of the family's life and death. It is easy for a person to die, but the difficulty is to live a life of humiliation and humiliation!"
Speaking of this, Qin Han's expression also became relaxed.
"Okay, I have never mentioned these words to anyone before, and I will never mention them again in the future. I am not trying to ask for your forgiveness. I just want to tell you a truth before you leave. In this cruel world,
If you are not strong enough, you will either die, or you must learn to survive like an ant in the cracks!"
Qin Yi was silent. With his two lifetimes of insight, he had already seen that Qin Han did not lie. This slightly changed his impression of this man.
Maybe he is not a competent father, maybe he seems to lack the courage of a family head.
but--
There is no doubt that the man in front of him also has his own reasons. He is just protecting his family and everything he wants to protect in a humiliating way.
As an illegitimate son, he may not have received deep fatherly love from his side. But he has to admit that perhaps, this is indeed how Qin Han silently protected him!
Qin Yi originally thought that he had a full understanding of the world. But at this moment, he discovered that things were not as simple as they seemed.
Hate? Disgust?
Obviously, these emotions are no longer necessary.
However, it is obviously unrealistic to say that the alienation and estrangement between father and son can be instantly repaired through a single conversation.
"I have a question." After a long time, Qin Yi finally spoke.
"About your mother?" Qin Han's eyes moved. "You asked this question once when you were six years old, and I slapped you in the face. Since then, you have never asked it again, and I have never mentioned it."
Qin Han's tone was full of bitterness, and his eyes were full of reminiscence: "About your mother, I only remember that she was very beautiful, so beautiful that it was almost unreal. Regarding her identity, her origin, and everything about her, so far, I am just a
A mystery. She appeared like the wind and disappeared like the wind. If it weren't for your presence, I almost doubt that that experience was a dream."
Qin Han slowly opened his palm, and in his palm was something the size of an index finger. The surface was as smooth as jade and scarlet in color. It looked a bit like the fangs of a ferocious beast, and a bit like sharp claws.
Front end.
There is a small hole on the top of this object, and a light silver string is strung on it. It looks like a very unique pendant.
"This thing is the only token left by your mother. She once said that she would give this thing to you when you are sixteen years old. Now it seems that she will not give it to you until you are sixteen years old."
The hanging fell into Qin Yi's hands, lying quietly without any fluctuations in spiritual power or any abnormal clues.
"Only one pendant? Didn't you leave any other words?" Qin Yi couldn't help but ask.
"No." Qin Han's answer was very simple and straightforward.
After saying that, his burly body stood up. It could be seen that his mood became much more relaxed.
After saying what was on his mind and handing over this token of pendant, more than half of the stone weighing on his heart was lifted.
Just as he walked to the door, Qin Han remembered something again: "By the way, in the evening, the family received an invitation, which is for you."
"Invitation?" Qin Yi was startled.
"See for yourself." Qin Han raised his arm, and a gold-plated invitation fell on the table.
Qianlong’s first meeting?
Qin Yi initially judged that this was a party.
The initiator of the party signed: Jiang Xinyue.
The surname Jiang is naturally familiar to Qin Yi. In Qingluo Kingdom, it is a royal surname, which means the Qingluo royal family.
An invitation from the royal family?
"Who is Jiang Xinyue?" Qin Yi couldn't help but ask.
Qin Han was startled and looked at Qin Yi strangely: "The famous seventh princess of the royal family is known as a rare martial arts wizard in Qingluo Kingdom in a century, and is known as the most talented person in Qingluo Kingdom's future most beautiful woman! You
Haven’t you heard of it?”
Qin Yi couldn't help but frown when he heard such a large number of titles.
It sounds very powerful. How can such a superior person interact with me?
Qin Yi is not the kind of boy who loves fantasy. He will not have random thoughts just because of an invitation, thinking that this royal princess is paying special attention to him and is favoring him.
Every move of such a big man must have deep meaning.
This so-called Qianlong's first meeting is probably not simple.
Seeing Qin Yi's confused expression, Qin Han couldn't help but ask: "You really don't know? This Princess Xinyue is the number one genius in the Yin Yang Academy this year, and she won the Silver Yin Yang Medal with her absolute strength. Even the top brass of the academy said,
Her future is limitless, and it is absolutely no problem to receive the Golden Yin Yang Medal in the future. In the eyes of the Academy, Princess Xinyue is more important than the Lord of Qingluo Kingdom!"