Qin Yi had anticipated this moment since the prince made an exception and stopped to talk to him.
When it really happened, my heart, which had been so anxious and uneasy, actually calmed down.
Listening to his father's instructions, Qin Yi didn't worry at all.
He has faced the young master directly.
Except when I was unprepared at the beginning, my mind was in a trance. Later, when I was prepared, my mind was never taken away again.
I don’t know if it’s because he has an adult mind or because of the game board?
Seeing his parents' worry, although he was sure of it, he couldn't say it outright, so he could only nod vigorously to show that he kept it in mind as a comfort.
Qin Yong hugged Qin Yi, walked out, came to Mr. Huang, and begged: "My son is young, please allow me to send him outside the door."
Mr. Huang looked at Qin Yi who lowered his head and did not dare to look at him. He had obviously received Qin Yong's orders. However, the days were long and Mr. Huang didn't care. Hearing Qin Yong's plea, Mr. Huang was not unkind.
be opposed to.
"Okay, let's go. Don't keep the young master waiting."
After Huang Lao finished speaking, he turned around and left without any hesitation.
Qin Yong's body was tense throughout the whole process, and he followed Mr. Huang respectfully step by step. When he stopped in front of the side door of the west village courtyard, Qin Yong hugged Qin Yi tightly again, and then let go of Qin Yi.
After Zuoyi was put down, he stood where he was, turned around, and looked up at his father.
Qin Yong's eyes were red, full of worry for him.
Qin Yi showed a bright smile to Qin Yong, waved his right hand, as he usually did when he went to play in the wasteland to the east of the village, and said with a smile: "Goodbye, Dad."
Qin Yong's eyes suddenly became blurry, and he moved his body, opened his mouth, and wanted to stop Qin Yi, but Qin Yi had already turned around, trotted, and followed Mr. Huang into the door. In the blink of an eye, he turned around
The wind-blocking wall was already in his sight.
From the beginning to the end, Mr. Huang's steps never stopped, and his speed did not change at all. When Qin Yi wanted to keep up with Mr. Huang, he inevitably looked at Mr. Huang. He was already prepared. His mind was still in a daze, but he quickly recovered.
Shenlai, cautiously, trotting with short legs, followed behind Mr. Huang.
Although Mr. Huang didn't look back, he seemed to have eyes behind him. The moment Qin Yi looked at him in a daze, his eyes lit up and his eyes were filled with expectation. Qin Yi came back to his senses in less than a breath.
After arriving, Huang Lao's eyes couldn't help but show shock.
Unexpectedly, he really made a mistake.
Among the geniuses that this child has encountered in his decades-long life, although his Gengu can only be ranked in the middle and not outstanding, his Huigen can definitely be ranked at the forefront.
Which one is more important, root bone or wisdom root?
This is a matter of opinion.
However, if the root is weak, it can be made up for through resources. However, if the wisdom is weak, it is difficult to improve it through resources.
Someone else summed it up in a crude way: "The root bone determines the lower limit of a warrior, and the wisdom root determines the upper limit of a warrior."
In fact, those warriors who have become famous do pay more attention to their wisdom roots when they choose to accept disciples.
Although Mr. Huang was shocked, he did not show it. Like a robot, he took the same distance with each step, walking in a straight line and turning at right angles, and led Qin Yi to the lobby where the plaque "Quietness Zhiyuan" was hung.
.
"Sir, people have brought it."
"Please come in."
Qin Yi kept his father's teachings in mind and followed his father's example. He kept his head down the whole time, walked into the hall very respectfully, and saluted and said hello to the young master on his throne.
"Meet the young master."
Qin Xu looked at the little baby, who was more than two feet tall, and said hello in a milky voice like an adult. A smile appeared on his face, and his tone became gentler. He raised his head
He held his hand and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous. You and I share the same ancestry and are connected by blood. I am the same generation as your father. You can call me uncle."
"Thank you for your love, young master." Qin Yi naturally knew that this was polite. There were so many differences in status and strength, and life, death, honor and disgrace were all in the hands of the other party. How could Qin Yi dare to be so presumptuous as to call the other party uncle so carelessly?
Qin Xu seemed to have encountered this kind of thing many times. He just shook his head with a smile and did not bother with the title, and then said: "Do you have a name?"
"I only have one nickname, Big Tou, and my father hasn't given me a formal name yet." Qin Yi lowered his head and replied respectfully.
Qin Xu frowned slightly and ordered: "I know that you are determined and as strong as a young man. You can face me directly...raise your head and reply."
Qin Yi obediently raised his head, and for the first time he looked at the young master from an upward perspective.
This young man's face is pale and bloodless, his body is thin, and there seems to be deep eyebands under his eyes. It seems that he doesn't rest well on weekdays. It is obvious that the four seasons here are like spring, and now it is late spring and early summer, and it is not cold, but
, but the other party was wearing thick fur clothes. It was obvious that the other party was cold and afraid of the cold, and seemed to be suffering from a serious illness.
When Qin Yi looked at him, Qin Xu didn't say anything. Instead, he waited with interest for Qin Yi to finish looking at him, and then asked with a smile: "Why, what did you see?"
Qin Yi hesitated for a moment and still replied: "Young Master is ill."
After hearing this, Qin Xu burst into laughter and said, "You are the first person to say this in front of me, haha..."
While laughing, Qin Xu's aura couldn't help but turn on. Qin Yi felt that the other person suddenly turned into a hungry tiger, and he turned into a newborn rabbit. Facing the tiger's big mouth, he was too scared to dare.
He couldn't move, but could only stand there, trembling.
Qin Xu also found that he was emotionally excited and failed to control his aura. He immediately stopped laughing and controlled his aura. However, he saw that after Qin Yi calmed down his aura, he just took a few deep breaths and returned to normal.
The look he looked at Qin Yi was even more appreciative.
"It's not good to just have a nickname. Do you want me to give you a name?"
Qin Yi hesitated for a moment, but replied firmly: "Thank you for your kindness, Sir, but I want to name myself."
"Oh? Are you ready? Which word is it?" Qin Xu did not feel angry because Qin Yi refused to accept his name. Instead, he asked with interest.
"Uh~ Well, to tell you this, sir, I already have an idea in my mind. It's just that I'm not illiterate yet, so I don't know which word it is." Qin Yi had no choice but to answer truthfully with an embarrassed look on his face.
Qin Xu didn't care, but nodded appreciatively, approved Qin Yi's approach, and praised: "A famous person knows his ambition. It's very rare that you take it seriously and insist on naming yourself... Okay,
I'm waiting for you to come up with your own name."