"Dada" There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the library, and then the carved dragon door of the library was pushed open.
An old butler with gray temples walked in from outside, although he was old, but his pace was steady, and every step he took did not stain even a trace of dust on the ground.
In particular, the pair of old and deep sunken eyes narrowed into a slit, and there was a cold light like a sword flowing out of them, which was even sharper than that of a young man in the prime of life.
His old face was full of wrinkles, with furrows, and after seeing Feng Feiyun, he smiled kindly, and excitedly grabbed Feng Feiyun's arm, and said: "Young master, young master, I heard those girls say that you can read, is this true?"
He asked repeatedly, his eyes full of antiquity The old man was in a state of anxiety, not only hoping that Feng Feiyun would really become an adult, but also afraid that the answer he heard was not what he wanted, so he was overjoyed.
"Grandpa Liu, you are old, you should rest more, those subordinates are really, this kind of trivial matter even disturbs Grandpa Liu, it's too ignorant."
Feng Feiyun backhanded the old butler.
This housekeeper Liu is the old housekeeper of Feng Feiyun's mother's mother's family, and came to the Feng family with a marriage, after Feng Feiyun's mother died, this old housekeeper was like a grandfather, taking care of Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun's mother died when he was more than a year old, and he heard that he died of illness, but he didn't know what disease he was suffering from, or even whether he died of illness or not, he couldn't be sure, after all, these words were said by his father Feng Wanpeng.
At that time, Feng Feiyun was too young to remember at all, and there was only a vague image of his mother in his mind, only knowing that his mother was very beautiful and gentle, and there was no woman in the world who was as gentle as her mother.
In Feng Feiyun's memory, his mother only has a vague shadow, and his father has always been very busy, every time they meet, they either scold him or beat and scold him, and the only one who can really give him some warmth is the old man in front of him.
The old housekeeper was quite loyal to Feng Feiyun's mother, and after she died of illness, she regarded Feng Feiyun as a young master, like a slave, and served Feng Feiyun all the time.
Let's assume that Feng Feiyun's mother has died of illness for the time being Although Feng Feiyun was domineering outside, he respected the old butler and regarded him as a real elder.
"This Steward Liu has a good foundation and is a cultivator."
Feng Feiyun just held Steward Liu's arm, and he could feel that there was a strong aura flowing in the old butler's body, if he broke out with all his strength, the strength on his arm was thousands of catties, and one punch could beat the tiger into bloody mud, he was definitely not an ordinary person.
Feng Feiyun's previous life was a phoenix, with the soul of a phoenix, how high his spiritual sense is, as long as there is a trace of aura, it is impossible to hide his induction.
Steward Liu has definitely cultivated the immortal classics, although his body is old, the meridians and bones in his body are shining brightly and dazzling.
This is still the first cultivator Feng Feiyun has seen since he came back to life, and his cultivation is already very high in the mortal world.
With his cultivation, even if he lives to be one hundred and fifty years old, it is estimated that he will not die.
If it was before, Feng Feiyun would not have been able to detect that Steward Liu's body was pregnant with aura A housekeeper is so powerful, so Feng Feiyun not only thinks of his mother's maiden family, it is definitely not a simple existence, maybe it is a powerful immortal cultivation family.
Steward Liu sighed: "This is not a trivial matter, if the eldest lady knows about it, how happy it should be."
The eldest lady in Steward Liu's mouth is Feng Feiyun's mother.
It's just that when Steward Liu said this, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, although he was quickly restrained, but he was still caught by Feng Feiyun.
Feng Feiyun's nonsense outside, everyone in the entire Lingzhou City knows, and Steward Liu naturally knows it, he has lived in a simple house all these years, and rarely shows up again, just because he wants to be out of sight, and he no longer has any hope for him.
But suddenly hearing that Feng Feiyun had actually learned to read and write, and was still reading the theory of soldiers, Steward Liu, who was already desperate, suddenly saw hope, if Feng Feiyun can change his evil and become an adult, then he can be regarded as worthy of the eldest lady's entrustment.
"If my mother really knows everything, she should bless me to find a talented and good-looking daughter-in-law earlier, so that she can give birth to a bunch of grandchildren."
Feng Feiyun quipped.
Steward Liu's eyes froze, and he thought in his heart, if he could really find a strong and domineering strange woman and restrain this bastard boy, maybe he would be able to make him a late bloomer.
After a man gets married, he is always able to mature quickly The more Steward Liu thought about it, the more reasonable he felt, Feng Feiyun, a little rabbit cub, just lacked discipline, so he became what he is now, it seems that he really needs to go to Zhang Luo for him and find a woman to take care of him.
Not only did a few good candidates flash in the old man's mind, each of them was a strange woman with amazing talents, who had the strength to discipline and suppress the prodigal nature of the young master Feng, including the female killing god of the Taishang Death Palace, the female monk of the Daomen, the female novice of the bhikshu nunnery, and the pillar of the Qianjin Yixiao Building Feng Feiyun didn't know that his unintentional words had made Steward Liu have so many thoughts, if he knew what Steward Liu was thinking, he would probably regret hitting the wall.
"Let's go, let's go, your father was originally patrolling the city guard barracks, and when he heard about it, he has rushed back and is waiting for you in the lobby."
Steward Liu already had a plan in his heart, with a strange smile on his face, he led the way in front, and the two walked all the way in the direction of the lobby.
In Feng Feiyun's memory, Feng Wanpeng was a stern person, with a burly body, not angry and self-assured, with an iron face, and it seemed that he had never smiled.
Although Feng Feiyun is known as the living king of Lingzhou City, he is terribly scared in front of Feng Wanpeng, just like a mouse sees a cat and trembles when he sees Feng Wanpeng.
Every time at this time, Feng Wanpeng gritted his teeth, eager to pinch this timid and scared thing to death, it was just a business to watch.
Of course, this is all the wind and clouds of the past.
At this moment, Feng Wanpeng was sitting on the Taishi chair at the top of the lobby, looking like he was in his thirties, wearing a white plain clothes, a pair of tiger eyes, and the two beards on his chin were trimmed quite neatly.
Feng Wanpeng is an elegant person, who has been admitted to the literary list to explore flowers, has deep knowledge and excellent cultivation.
Feng Wanpeng is also a martial arts powerhouse, he has cultivated some fur of the Xianmen classics, although it is only some fur, but it is more than ten times stronger than ordinary people, he can completely fight a thousand enemies, and his fist strength can break through a stone wall several meters thick, and he can definitely be regarded as a master of the dominant side.
Feng Wanpeng was drinking tea gently, and he was still wearing rhino skin soft Kai, Xuantie armor, reflecting a mighty cold glow in the light, after he heard the news that Feng Feiyun had learned to read and write, he rushed back non-stop, and he didn't even have time to remove the armor, and the hair on his head was still covered with dust.
Although he was holding a teacup, he didn't have the slightest intention of drinking tea, glanced at Feng Feiyun lightly, and said lightly: "I heard that you can recognize words, you can recognize a few words."
Feng Wanpeng naturally knew his son's virtue better than anyone else, and did not have too high expectations for him.
However, Feng Feiyun is his only biological son after all, if this little beast can really change his ways, he will definitely cultivate him at all costs.
If you can really read and write, it is already a considerable improvement.
"In my spare time, I also taught myself some words, so it should be no problem to flip through books."
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Feng Feiyun said neither humbly nor arrogantly, he still respects Feng Wanpeng's father.
Of course, these words are just excuses, it is impossible for him to tell Feng Wanpeng that he was possessed by a ghost and that his soul fusion had changed, not to mention literacy, even if he wrote a few ancient scriptures for cultivating immortals, it would be easy.
If he said so, I'm afraid Feng Wanpeng would have to get rid of him as a demon.
Feng Wanpeng's eyebrows lifted, his eyes narrowed, and he said secretly in his heart: "This little rabbit cub is so frightened that he kneels on the ground and kowtows when he sees me on weekdays, and he can't even say a word, but today he can stand in front of me and answer so calmly, could it be that he really suddenly opened up."
Feng Wanpeng's heart was slightly happy, but his face didn't show it, he put down the teacup, and said lightly: "I heard that you are looking at the soldiers' theory, what do you think?"
Feng Feiyun only turned a few pages just now, but in fact, he didn't have a deep study of the theory of soldiers.
But after hearing the news, Feng Wanpeng felt extraordinary, after all, in the Shenjin Dynasty, he wanted to get ahead, enter the Shenwu military camp, kill evil demons, enemy thieves, war legions, win the seal of the commander, make military merits, and achieve a great cause that stands up to the sky, this is the best choice, a general with millions of military power in his hands is definitely more vocal than the scholars and princes and nobles above the court.
Although the Shenjin Dynasty is a mortal realm, there are also many cultivators, many big families and big sects have incomplete immortal cultivation classics, and some geniuses can even cultivate successfully, fly to the sky, call for wind and rain, quite remarkable.
Therefore, although this is a human country, there are countless strong people, and there are very few people who are proficient in the art of war.
There are many warriors and few generals Feng Feiyun has no talent for cultivation, he knows this, but if he can make a difference in the art of war, then he can also get ahead and soar, and he may not be able to hold an official position above him in the future.
Of course, the key now is to see if he has the potential to become a handsome general.
A bastard who only knows how to soak in the pile of women, can have some insight, Feng Wanpeng feels that he still overestimates him, and he still has no hope in his heart.
Lest the higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
Keep shouting hard Brothers, aunts, you have to sprinkle flowers when you read books, you have to collect books when you read books, you have to hold a money field for those who have money, and you have a personal field for those who have no money.
During the new book, please raise your hand a little, cast two flowers, collect a collection, and be sure to develop a good habit of throwing flowers every day: