Huo Jia's eyes looked a little strange at this time.

"The family's ancestral property and title are all inherited by your younger brother. This is my agreement with the Murong family. However, although you cannot inherit the ancestral hall or the nobles' honors, you are still a child of my Huo family and enjoy the rights of my Huo family."

"It is naturally extremely unfair to you to hand over the family to your younger brother Huo Xin, because you are the eldest son of the family and the only one to choose the real heir to the family." Huo Jia looked at Huo Feixian:

"Since you like practicing so much, I will give you a chance. The Nature Painting Academy will definitely open the mountain gate within five years to select talents from all over the world. I also have a quota for the Nature Painting Academy, even if I will compensate you."

"The reason why I didn't rush to ask you to practice is that I had this idea in my heart. I have their own arrangements for the future of your brothers." Huo Jia looked at Huo Feixian:

"Do you have any objections to this arrangement?"

"The child has no objection, it depends on his father." Huo Feixian said hurriedly.

Huo Jia patted Huo Feixiandao's shoulder: "If you don't ask you to practice for your father, it is also a protection for you. After all, it is not easy for our family to be harmonious and harmonious."

"But it depends on the arrangements of my father." Huo Feixian said.

After hearing Huo Taixian's words, Huo Jia smiled: "Since you have chosen the second path, you must express your feelings and ask your stepmother to rest assured."

"You are not a good servant in Chang'an City. This is a stain on your life. It is equivalent to expelling yourself from a noble title. This is the first. Second, you should not return to the Huo family in Haojing in the future. You will not return unless you worship ancestors or other major matters. Second, you will leave the Huo family in the future and plan your own life and make your own way." Huo Jia said:

"In this way, you can practice with peace of mind and step into the painting path. This is the only way to bypass the agreement and continue to maintain the surface peace of our Huo family."

"After all, I am not only your father, but also Huo Xin and Huo Ling's father."

"You have to remember that since you leave the Huo family, no matter how your stepmother invites you in the future, you must not go back. Otherwise, my Huo family will cause trouble and fall apart from now on." Huo Jia patted his shoulder.

"I remember it." Huo Taixian nodded, his eyes sincerely without any slight variegation.

He really doesn't care. He has a magic pen in his hand and countless magical pictures in China for 5,000 years. As long as he can enter the path of a painting scholar, he will definitely become a shocking practitioner.

What kind of royal power and wealth are all achieved through strength?

What status, status, wealth, wealth, wealth, and strength, and still lack of wealth?

He only has strength! He can develop with peace of mind.

Seeing Huo Taixian's clear gaze, Huo Jia felt even more guilty, but for the development of the Huo family, he had no choice.

"Leave the assassin's matter to me!" Huo Jia was silent for a long time before saying.

"Dad knows the origin of the assassin?" Looking at the expression on Huo Jia's face, Huo Feixian asked tentatively.

"Don't test me." Huo Jia shook his head: "I will continue to investigate this matter."

"I hope my father doesn't investigate. Leave the assassin's matter to me to solve it myself." Huo Feixian's eyes were firm and unquestionable.

The father and son looked at each other, and it took a long time to pat him on the shoulder and said the word "OK".

"Come with me." Huo Jia pulled Huo Feixian and walked towards the crowd.

Huo Taixian did not ask where he went, but asked: "Dad, how about Wang Tai? I think his father is very afraid of him?"

"You can see this?"

Huo Jia looked at Huo Taixian in surprise, and at this time he had to admit that he underestimated the child:

"You stay away from him from now on. He is an alien among all the nobles in Haojing City. He is a stinky dog ​​shit that all the powerful people hate, but helpless. He is simply the most strange thing in the world."

When talking about Wang Tai, Huo Jia couldn't help but curse, his eyes full of fear.

"I would like to hear it clearly. After all, I have to live in Chang'an City in the future. It is absolutely true that I will know more about it." Huo Taixian was extremely curious when he saw Huo Jia like this.

"This person is the brother of King You of the son of Zhou You, his dear brother! He is also one of the Dinghai Dingjian of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No one knows how high his cultivation is, but everyone knows that this person once entered the half-step myth realm and held a volume of divine pictures in his hand." Huo Jia's eyes were full of fear. He only said one sentence, but did not continue to explain.

The realm of mythology is truly the top in the world. Even the three major painting academies are still the existence of the pyramid.

"What is the realm of myth?" Huo Taixian asked.

"The painters in the world are divided into: art, rhyme, famous masters, masters, doctors, waiters, and supreme above the waiters, the realm of "myth" that all painters pursue throughout their lives. As for the myth, they have not heard of it, perhaps Ji Chang, the founding mountain of the Great Zhou Dynasty, had reached it."

Speaking of this, Huo Jia smiled and said, "It's all my fault that I don't teach you on weekdays. You don't even know such common sense of painting."

"Artistic learning is to nurture the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit, turn them into incredible power, be able to use brush and ink, comprehend the opportunity of heaven and earth, transform the spirit and spirit, and cultivate the spring breeze brush, which is art. The first magical power that gives birth to can also be called magic power!"

"Getting rhymes, the spring breeze brush transforms into sincere brushes. It means imitating others to gain the rhythm and supernatural powers of famous paintings, or the scrolls made by oneself have spiritual charm."

"These two realms are just the beginning of the journey of learning art and cannot be considered as a product."

"As for famous masters? Once they are included in jade scrolls, they are famous masters. There are many strong people in this world, but few are truly considered famous masters."

Huo Jia was talking, and the two walked through the alley and came to a slightly dilapidated gate.

The gate is a yard with two entrances, but it is just an ordinary family, and it looks very poor and old.

But at this time, Huo Jia was standing in front of the gate and looking at the dilapidated gate, he was stunned for a long time without saying a word.

Huo Jia was out of sight, and Huo Feixian stood there without saying a word.

A long time later, Huo Jia came to his senses and looked at the door in front of him with his eyes: "You still have a chance to regret it before stepping into this door."

"The child is willing to become a painter." Huo Taixian said hurriedly.

Huo Jia said nothing and walked up to knock on the door. He heard a tender girl voice coming from inside the door: "Who?"

"I'll look for Song Wanquan." Huo Jia said.

"Dad, someone is looking for you." A sweet and greasy baby girl voice came from the door.

Then there was a burst of rapid footsteps, and the door opened, revealing a slightly decadent middle-aged face, looking at Huo Taixian and Huo Jia with a sleepy look.

"It's you! What are you doing?" The moment he saw Huo Jia, the sleepiness in the man's eyes dissipated, his slightly vicissitudes of brows frowned, and his eyes were full of disdain.

Although I didn't drive people away, the strong smell of badness has been passed over.

"This child will be entrusted to you in the future." Huo Jia touched Huo Feixian's head.

When Song Wanquan heard this, he looked at Huo Taixian. After watching it seriously for a long time, his sharp gaze gradually softened.

He quickly stepped forward and squatted in front of Huo Feixian, held his shoulders with his hands, looked left and right, and then smiled and said, "I never thought that in the blink of an eye, more than ten years have grown so much in the blink of an eye."

"Kneel down and call him dad! He will be your dad from now on!" Huo Jia said to Huo Taixian.

Huo Taixian didn't say much when he heard this. When his legs were weak, he fell to his knees and kowtowed: "Dad!"

"It can't be used! It can't be used!" Song Wanquan hurriedly held Huo Taixian, then looked at Huo Jia, and said with a bad expression: "What are you doing?"

"It's not the one that "Seven Stars Picture" is just a mess. Xiaohe will be handed over to you from now on. I have arranged a quota for him to enter the Nature Painting Academy. When the Nature Painting Academy opens the mountain gate, you will send him over." After Huo Jia finished speaking, he patted Huo Taixian's shoulder: "If you encounter things in the future, during the holidays, you will still have to go back to the mansion to take a look. This time, the family's ancestral sacrifice will be settled."

The fetal immortal is the alias of the crane. The nickname of the Huofeixian is Xiaoheer.

After saying that, he looked at Song Wanquan opposite him: "You have no objection, do you?"

"No objection! Of course, no objection! Just leave it to me." Song Wanquan said hurriedly.

Huo Jia nodded when he heard this, but didn't say much, just holding Huo Taixian's hand, and gently patted the other party's head: "Go home with me. Some things must be explained clearly after all."

I saw Huo Jia throwing a scroll out of his hand, which unfolded in the wind, and a portal was drawn inside.

I saw Huo Jia urge the cartoon scroll, and the portal was twisted and turned into reality. Then I opened the portal and looked at Huo Taixian: "Let's go, after the ancestor worship is over, you will come back."

When Huo Feixian met Song Wanquan, he walked into the door with Huo Jia, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived at Huo Jia's study.

At this time, there was no one in the study room. Huo Jia let go of Huo Feixian's hand: "Xiao Chunzi is still waiting for you outside. Before the ancestor worship, don't cause trouble."

"Yes." Huo Feixian replied, then turned around and walked out the door.

Looking at Huo Taixian's back as he walked away, Huo Jia always felt that his son had become a little different, but he didn't know where it was different.

After a long time, Huo Jia sorted out his thoughts and turned toward Murong Qiu's yard. From a distance, he heard a joyful chanting sound, and the song came from afar.

Huo Jia walked into the yard with a expressionless face, looked at the joking maid and old lady, sent him away, and then sat on the wooden couch.

"Has that child been retrieved?" Murong Qiu brought a bowl of lotus seed porridge to Huo Jia.

"It's just a misunderstanding." Huo Jia took the lotus seed porridge and looked at Murong Qiu:

"I want to tell you some things."

"What's the matter? It's so serious?" Murong Qiu said in surprise.

"I have already asked the child to recognize his adoptive father in Chang'an. After the ancestor worship is over, he will go to Chang'an to make a living. He has no connection with Huo Jia's ancestors anymore. Are you satisfied?" Huo Jia said: "And the quota of the Natural Painting Academy is my compensation for him. I have made a decision on this matter and there is no room for maneuver. Since he cannot stop him from entering the path of a painter, it is better to fulfill him so that he will not suffer any accidents and cause trouble again."

Murong Qiu's expression changed when she heard this, and countless thoughts flashed in her mind. How could she ask for just a seven-star map? Huo Feixian is her real goal.

Besides, she also has a son, so the quota of the Natural Painting Academy is very precious, and she wants it too!

But at this time, she could not refuse the reason Huo Jia said.

It took a long time to see Murong Qiu and said, "Not proper! Not proper! This matter is inappropriate! If it is spread, it would be ridiculous. I think my stepmother is too harsh and can't tolerate others?"

Just as he was halfway through his words, he gradually extinguished his unquestionable gaze when facing Huo Jia's burning eyes.

She also knew that she had no reason to speak!
Chapter completed!