Chapter 6: The Number One Scholar Returns Home
"Uncle Shi!"
Seeing the strong and sturdy middle-aged man walking into the backyard, Feng Qingan, who was playing with the puppies, stood up and called out. The fat man beside him also stood up quickly, quite obediently.
"Dad, you're back!"
"Qing'anlang, do you like any of these puppies?"
He was one of the best hunters in the Fengjiagang area. He didn't even look at his son. He forced a stiff smile on his slightly cold face to make himself look more friendly.
"Just this one."
Feng Qingan pointed at the ball of fur in his hand.
"This little cub is very fond of me."
"Qing Anlang is so lucky that he picked out the best one from the litter right away."
Feng Shi glanced at the puppy in Feng Qing'an's arms, then looked at the several fur balls lying on the mother dog's belly and sucking milk in the kennel , and said with a smile.
"Really? I'm really lucky!"
Feng Qing'an also showed a smile on his face. He wasn't sure if it was the best, as he had heard too many compliments, but it still made him feel comfortable to hear them.
"Uncle Shi, I want this puppy. How much do you want?"
"What are you talking about? You and my second fat boy grew up together, why are you talking about money? If you like this puppy, you can take it home when it's weaned."
Fengshi waved his hand and said in a very heroic manner.
"this……"
Feng Qing'an was a little hesitant. He knew that these puppies born from mountain wolf breeding were also a great source of income for Erpang's family.
"Qing Anlang, if you really want to give money, then put this puppy back. I won't give it to you!"
"Then I'll shamelessly accept it!"
Feng Qing'an naturally knew what was going on. The other party didn't need the money for the puppy, but a favor.
It is hard to repay a debt of favor, but if he really got the method of cultivation because of this puppy, he would certainly help it when he has the ability in the future, after all, he has been playing with it for so many years.
"That's right, you guys can play here and have lunch at my house at noon. There will be plenty of wild game and delicacies."
Feng Shi showed a satisfied smile on his face, and left the backyard smiling, without giving Feng Qing'an a chance to refuse.
"When I get home after dinner, I'm afraid I'll get beaten up!"
Feng Qing'an weighed the choice between eating wild game and being beaten, and then made a decisive choice.
“But it’s worth it!”
There is meat to eat, why should you refuse? It's just a beating, you can handle it.
"Where have you been? Why are you back now?"
When Feng Qing'an returned home with a full stomach, as expected, he saw Yin, who was furious and holding a broom in her hand.
"I went to Erpang's house, and his father invited me to have a meal!"
Feng Qingan burped with a meaty aroma, savoring the delicious taste of wild boar and pheasant in his mind.
"Is your family short of food? Why are you going to someone else's house to eat in the middle of the day?"
Upon hearing Feng Qingan's words, Yin's face suddenly turned gloomy.
"Er Pang's family has wild boar meat, and his father even roasted a rabbit for me!"
Feng Qing'an glanced at the broom in his mother's hand, sensed a dangerous atmosphere, and thought it would be better for him to go out and play for an afternoon and then come back. Although he couldn't escape a beating , the strength would definitely be different at noon and at night.
"You greedy glutton!"
Seeing Feng Qing'an trying to run, Yin quickly took two steps instead of three and chased after him. Feng Qing'an, who was full and satisfied, was no longer able to run. Soon, the screams of a child were heard in the yard.
Time flies, seasons pass by, and months have gone by quietly. One day, Feng Qing'an, who had just returned from the village school, walked out of Erpang's house carrying a school bag, with a plump furry ball following at his feet.
"Little Blackie, when do you think you can be weaned?"
Feng Qing'an squatted down and picked up the little dog that was particularly close to him. He still hadn't completed the system's task, but after such a long time, his mood had calmed down and he was no longer as anxious as before.
“Woof woof!”
Hearing Feng Qing'an's question, the puppy he named Xiao Heizi cried in a babyish voice.
"Go back and feed yourself. Don't follow me . When you are weaned, come with me again!"
Feng Qingan sent the puppy back to the kennel, and after struggling for a while, he walked back home, looking back every few steps.
When he walked into the door of his house, he happened to find that a carriage pulled by strong horses had stopped steadily in front of his house. The coachman turned around and shouted into the carriage, then jumped out. The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a familiar figure came into Feng Qing'an's eyes.
That handsome and heroic young man, although still having hair on his face, did not look delicate at all, but had a calm and steady demeanor.
“Brother!”
Feng Qing'an shouted in surprise. The young man in a plain green gown looked at Feng Qing'an and a gentle smile appeared on his face from the bottom of his heart.
"An Di!"
Perhaps it was because Feng Qingan's voice was too loud, or because of the noise of the carriage stopping in front of the gate, that the people in the courtyard saw it. Yin's figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard. When she saw her eldest son whom she had not seen for half a year, her eyes suddenly became moist.
"Zi'er!"
"Mom, I'm back!"
Feng Qingping smiled as usual.
"Who is this?"
Yin looked at the tall and strong coachman behind her eldest son. Even though she was just a country woman, she could keenly perceive that the coachman driving the eldest son was no ordinary person.
"Madam, I am Mr. Feng's follower."
"Follower?"
Looking at the driver in front of him, whose sturdy physique could not be concealed even with his rough clothes, Yin was stunned for a moment. Xuan Ji seemed to have reacted and suddenly became more enthusiastic.
"You have come all the way back to escort my little pig, right? Come into the courtyard quickly. You haven't eaten yet, right? I'll go make you some food."
"Thank you for your kindness, Madam. I appreciate it, but it is my duty, so I will not nag you any more. I will send you there safely today. When you go to the capital in a few days, please let me know and I will drive over."
The coachman answered in a serious tone, but declined Yin's kindness. Without waiting for Yin to speak, he jumped into the carriage, ignoring the darkening sky, waved the whip, and drove out of the Feng Mansion gate.
"Hey, it's getting dark. Even if you're in a hurry, just stay for a night and leave in the morning!"
Yin looked at the departing carriage and shouted anxiously .
"Mom, they have their own arrangements, don't worry about it."
"How can you talk like that? I sent you all the way back, you should at least invite me to your home for a good meal before you leave."
"Yes, I want to, but I don't want to!"
Feng Qingping smiled bitterly and supported Yin as they entered the yard together. Feng Qingan, who was standing aside, looked in the direction where the carriage was going away, as if thinking about something.
At the entrance of the village where the Feng family could not see, a knight hidden somewhere caught up with the simple carriage. As the carriage returned, more and more knights gathered in front and behind the carriage. The night wind blew, lifting the knights' robes, and the cold scales on their armor reflected the chilly moonlight.
