Pei Wan sat down on the edge of the bed with meat porridge in his hand, carefully looking at his beloved son in front of him, with a glory of kindness on his face, and said softly: "Miner's complexion is getting better and better. It won't take long to go to school. After I finished the course for a few days, it would have some influence. After I went back, I would ask the teacher more and communicate with the talents in the clan. If I don't understand, I must understand it clearly. This academic thing is not careless at all. You usually like to dance swords. I saw that you did not delay your studies and could strengthen your body, so I didn't interfere much. I didn't expect that Miner was so talented in swordsmanship, and his swordsmanship had reached such a state."

"I don't want you to show my mother to this aspect. I don't want to interfere with your future. I just think that a simple martial artist has no future. Our dynasty advocates martial arts, but what we pursue is military merit. The key to military merit lies in strategy, not personal martial arts. Moreover, our Pei family has always been a scholar and governs the country with knowledge. Although our dynasty attaches great importance to martial arts, only civil officials can truly be above thousands of people. Even if we can't be famous officials, it doesn't matter. Whether it is a scholar and a Confucian scholar, you can educate the next generation and be respected, it's better than being a martial artist."

Pei Wan was born in a humble family and was a lowly family, but his vision was quite large, and he had great expectations for his son. The sudden invasion of the Xi tribe was the entire Huairou County. The county soldiers who maintained public order in the county were not the elite opponents of the Xi tribe, and they had no time to organize effective confrontation. At that time, she helped people dry rice on the stadium, and noticed something strange, and cleverly climbed up the big banyan tree on the side of the stadium, without any impact. Because of this, she saw with her own eyes that her son, a single sword, was like a resurrection of the overlord, killing the Xi tribe's soldiers and horses, and had no power to fight back. She even easily passed through the defense line of a hundred people and killed the Xi tribe's leader under the sword.

Pei Wan was more surprised and deeply uneasy. If Pei Min took this road of killing from now on, how could she sleep peacefully in the future? It is said that the clay pot will never break away from the well, and the general will inevitably die in the battle. Pei Wan loved her son, but she didn't want the white man to give him a black man, and she regretted it for life.

Facing Pei Wan's temptation, Pei Jingyuan could feel Pei Wan's love for his son and nodded constantly to show his understanding.

Seeing Pei Min promise, Pei Wan felt relieved. He remembered the doctor's advice and continued to chat with him. He talked about the current changes in Huairou County and said with some pride: "My son saved the people of the entire county town. Are you grateful to you? A few days ago, when you were unconscious, the county magistrate had come to our house in person. Seeing that our family was barely insignificant, he wanted to have a house for us. Your mother refused. We are poor and we cannot lose our backbone. The county magistrate wanted to take advantage of my son's power to go to the top, so we can't be fooled by him."

"And, the matchmakers who came to the door to ask about the marriage situation these days have broken the threshold of our family. My son is also very proud and let Wei Niang exclaim in front of the villagers. But now it is too late to curry favor with us, mother and son. Son, you must remember that those who can share hardships are truly trustworthy, and those who come to the door when you see you are rich and noble. Humph, my son is from the Pei family in Hedong. Even if he wants to marry, he still wants to marry a noble daughter from the five surnames and Qiwang. How can he look at the merciful business girl from the listing?"

Pei Jingyuan smiled, but his heart became heavier. It was obvious that Pei Wan regards Pei Min as his own. The reason for survival was that Pei Min wanted to train him into a talent and walk into the Pei family openly.

Pei Wan talked with Pei Jingyuan for a long time until Pei Jingyuan fell asleep in a mental state of exhaustion.

Pei Wanshi looked at Pei Jingyuan and fell asleep. Her tears finally couldn't help but roll down, and she couldn't stop it.

Pei Jingyuan had a dream at night, a strange dream. He dreamed that he was in a hospital bed, a hardworking mother, and his father was chatting happily with "him" and having fun, while he "self" was like being in a soul state, opening the perspective of God, becoming a bystander. From another person's eyes, he seemed to see the deep sorrow that he was Pei Min!

When Pei Jingyuan woke up, tears had already soaked the pillow.

Thinking about the secrets in the dream, Pei Jingyuan didn't know whether it was a day or a night or a telepathy between the two due to the exchange of souls. He didn't hope that what he dreamed was real at this moment, so that his family and his parents would not be sad because of him. He struggled to stand up straight, and with the hazy moonlight vaguely penetrated the window, endured the soreness around him, and moved to the desk beside the window: As early as a few days ago, he had seen Pei Wan take out the fire broker from the right drawer of the desk plate to light the oil lamp on the desk.

After picking the fire note according to the sample, Pei Jingyuan didn't use the previous thing very easily, but he also knew how to use it. He took the lid and blew it hard at the pointed spark. Seeing the flames on his head jumping, he quickly lit the oil lamp on the desk.

The soft lights filled the already small room. He struggled to walk to the right side of the room, where there was a huge floor-to-ceiling bronze mirror: the ancients attached great importance to appearance and were not well-dressed. In ancient times, it was an extremely rude thing for aristocratic children like Pei Min. The most valuable thing in the entire room where Pei Min lived was this large bronze mirror.

His shadow was reflected in the bronze mirror. Pei Jingyuan looked at the strange figure in the mirror, and smiled with a little self-deprecating and a little bit of gratitude: "I really have the potential to be a novice. If it were in the future, I would be sorry for this face if I didn't become famous all over the country." He had already begun to accept his identity and wanted to see how he looked now.

Pei Jingyuan was quite satisfied with his original appearance. His middle-aged and superior posture was very attractive. Thinking that Pei Min would look 70% or 80% of him, but he didn't expect that Zou Ji would send someone a thousand miles away when he met Xu Gong: the reflection in the mirror was a young man who was less than twenty years old, with his eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and a healthy and shiny skin tone, and a soft and clear outline. He was perfect and perfect, and was perfect when matched. He was so handsome that he was impeccably handsome. The only disadvantage was that his body was ill, his face was a little pale, but he felt like a "sick beauty".
Chapter completed!