"Well, just understand. Your current goal is Xiaochen Si Ming. You have one month left, so work hard and strive for a breakthrough." Xia Yuan said.
Xia Qingchen nodded and turned around to enter the practice room to continue practicing. Xia Yuan hesitated and said: "Tomorrow is your grandpa's birthday, so don't participate."
Because of the Pingyang Swordsman incident, Xia Qingchen would definitely not get any good results if he went there.
He can go alone.
"Father, don't worry about me. It's my grandfather's birthday in public, what can my cousin do to me?" Xia Qingchen said.
Xia Yuan hesitated and said so, but it is easy to dodge an open spear and a hidden arrow.
After several requests, Xia Yuan finally agreed: "Okay, now you go to the warehouse to pick something as a birthday gift for grandpa tomorrow."
Xia Qingchen nodded silently and came to the warehouse.
A small number of calligraphy and paintings, antiques and pearl agate are displayed inside.
"Since you have decided to participate, then carefully prepare a gift to make your father happy." Xia Qingchen said to himself.
The reason why he insisted on going was not to celebrate the birthday of that biased old guy.
But I don't want my father to be humiliated at the birthday party.
The calligraphy, painting, antiques and other things in front of me are too vulgar and cannot be sold at all.
Looking around, Xia Qingchen found a lot of medicinal materials in the warehouse.
Among them, there are several medicinal materials that can be used to prepare a kind of spiritual liquid called Qingxin Shenshui, which is known to prolong life and refresh the brain.
This was developed by Xia Qingchen himself, and the effect is very good.
He didn't bother to refine it when others wanted it.
"You're taking advantage of that old thing." Xia Qingchen said lightly, not having the slightest fondness for his partial grandfather.
After collecting the medicinal ingredients, he began to mix them in the secret room of the mansion.
The next morning.
Xia Qingchen, who was busy working in the middle of the night, found a bottle of colorful spiritual liquid lying quietly in front of him.
Putting it in his arms, Xia Qingchen went to the study to meet his father and headed to Beixia Mansion together.
The mansion was full of joy and lively.
In the atrium, the eighteen banquet tables were filled with VIPs from Yun Gucheng.
The lowest ones came from martial arts families, and the highest ones even included a mentor from the martial arts pavilion, Li Weifeng.
As a martial arts instructor, he has a high status and usually does not even bother to attend the banquets of martial arts families.
Because he is Xia Qilin's current martial arts instructor, he came here specifically to support Xia Qilin.
His arrival really added a lot of glory to this birthday banquet.
The birthday girl Xia Cangliu, wearing a fiery red double-breasted robe, accompanied Li Weifeng with a glowing face, smiling from ear to ear.
Looking at Xia Xun and Xia Qilin entertaining the guests, Xia Cangliu was extremely pleased.
His greatest pride in his life is that he gave birth to a good son, Xia Xun, and a good grandson, Xia Qilin.
Both father and son were very dedicated to allowing him to have such a dignified sixtieth birthday.
"Master, the second young master is here!" The messenger outside the door sang loudly.
Xia Cangliu, who was smiling all over his face, suddenly lost his smile.
It's like two flies suddenly came while eating delicious food.
If Xia Xun and his son earned enough face for him.
Then Xia Yuan and his son have completely disgraced him!
Xia Yuan has worked hard for many years, but he is still from a backward landowning family.
As for Xia Qingchen, he didn't even get into the martial arts pavilion. He fell into a coma during the exam and became the joke of the whole city, losing the face of the Xia family.
The atmosphere on the field also became subtle, with many representatives of martial arts families frowning.
Those who are eligible to participate in this birthday banquet are all from martial arts families, and only Xia Yuan is from a landowner family.
However, who makes him Xia Xun's biological brother?
The so-called martial arts family is qualified to be classified as a martial arts family only if one member of the family has reached the Great Chen level in cultivation and possesses mental martial arts and offensive martial arts.
Beixia Mansion belongs to a martial arts family.
Nanxia Mansion has not met both conditions and can only be called a landlord family.
Xia Xun was waiting at the door to receive guests. When he saw the two people coming in, he nodded casually: "Brother is here, Qilin, take your uncle and cousin to their seats."
Xia Qilin on the side said calmly: "Follow me."
Under his leadership, Xia Yuan and his son, who were members of the Xia family, were not taken to the main seat in the middle, but were seated in the last corner.
Xia Qilin said: "Today's guests are all distinguished guests with high status. I'm afraid that you sitting in the center will cause dissatisfaction among them, so I'm temporarily aggrieved to my uncle and cousin."
What he said seemed reasonable, but in fact it was an insult!
As members of the Xia family, when celebrating the birthday of their relatives, not only could they not sit in the main seat with the birthday girl, they were even placed in a corner.
And the reason turned out to be that we need to take care of the guests’ feelings!
In the eyes of the second uncle and cousin, father and son are worse than guests with whom they have only a superficial friendship!
They came to celebrate their birthday with good intentions, but they were despised and insulted out of nowhere!
Xia Yuan raised his eyebrows. He knew that his second brother and nephew looked down on him, but he didn't expect it to be so explicit!
Xia Qilin said hypocritically: "Uncle, don't be angry. We are all a family. Why are we so clearly divided about seating arrangements?"
hehe!
That's easy to say!
If you have the ability, Xia Xun and his son can sit here too?
Xia Yuan looked at Xia Canliu who was sitting on the main seat and suppressed his anger: "Nephew, go and do your work."
Today is his father's birthday, and he doesn't want to cause trouble and make his father unhappy.
"Uncle, you still understand things." Xia Qilin walked away with a smile. Before leaving, he sneered at Xia Qingchen.
The meaning of that look was so obvious that Xia Qingchen couldn't even think about it.
The banquet is about to begin.
Suddenly, there was a series of noisy chatter and laughter outside the door. Xia Qilin's face lit up and he quickly stepped forward to greet them.
The visitors were a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old boys, all dressed in extraordinary clothes and looking carefree.
They were the classmates Xia Qilin made in the Wuge Upper Court.
This time, Grandpa Xia Qilin celebrated his birthday, and they all came to celebrate it.
"Thank you for coming. I will remember this favor!" Xia Qilin, with a smile on his face, invited them to sit in the VIP seat in the middle.
"Brother Xia, what you said is serious. It's your grandpa's birthday, how can we not come?" The speaker was a lean warrior with a pockmarked face and a ruffian's air all over his body.
The young men who came here were all vaguely headed by him.
"Yao Zong, why don't you come and pay your respects to Mr. Xia on his birthday?" Li Weifeng shouted to him from a distance.
The naughty boy was none other than Li Weifeng's biological son, Li Yaozong.
"Haha, I was so busy talking that I almost forgot about the real thing." Li Yaozong walked forward with a smile, took out a gift from his sleeves, and presented it with both hands: "I wish Grandpa Xia happiness as good as the East China Sea, and longevity as long as the Southern Mountains. This is a small thing.
Please accept it with your heart, Grandpa Xia."
Xia Cangliu was overjoyed and praised: "As expected of the children taught by Teacher Li, how sensible they are!"
Li Weifeng was proud in his heart, but pretended to be humble on his face: "The dog has a naughty temperament and should not be praised."
Next, Xia Qilin's other classmates congratulated him one after another.
Xia Cangliu smiled from ear to ear and thought to himself, Qilin has made friends with classmates who have status, status and potential. Qilin will definitely be able to do great things in the future.
In comparison, when he glanced at Xia Qingchen, who was sitting in the corner with no one paying attention to him, he found it dazzling.
They all share the blood of the Xia family, so why are there such big differences?