Houfu Key Class

This change of address came suddenly, with sincerity and temptation. Luo Jingfeng felt like he was hit in the heart and couldn't calm down for a long time.

"You...what did you call me?" Although he always said that his nephew would change his words sooner or later, Luo Jingfeng knew in his heart that this stubborn donkey would not change if he said he would not change.

He loved Jincheng so much that he didn't care whether Jincheng called him uncle or not, but when this moment really came, Luo Jingfeng felt that he wanted it too much. He wanted the uncle and nephew to be harmonious and close, and he wanted to be the most important and unique relative in Jincheng's heart.

They were originally uncle and nephew.

"Uncle, I call you uncle." Zong Jincheng smiled and said sincerely, "We are uncle and nephew. In the future, I will accept everything you give me, eat, use and wear it, and I will never refuse you again. And if you want to see me, you can come to my house at any time, or I can come to see you often."

Luo Jingfeng was very moved.

The temptation of uncle-nephew affection made him waver. Isn't the whole life's pursuit for relatives? Just like he worked so hard to climb up in the past, it was to win face for his third sister and let her live a better life in the palace.

Later, he only had Cheng'er left, but Cheng'er misunderstood him and rejected his kindness. Now as long as he said yes, he could get everything immediately, but Cheng'er would definitely regret it when she grew up.

This child was well taught by the Zong family, but he was too kind. Once his life experience was exposed, all those who harmed the prince would turn to harm him, and even the prince might not tolerate him.

Luo Jingfeng looked at him solemnly, took a step back and said: "I can only promise that I will not make suggestions to abolish the prince again, but if others want to make suggestions, don't blame me."

Zong Jincheng was happy, but quickly suppressed his excitement and added: "Okay, then you have to promise not to let your people make suggestions."

Otherwise, Luo Jingfeng was deceiving him by saying one thing in public and another in secret?

"Okay, I promise." Luo Jingfeng agreed.

Zong Jincheng added: "You have to sign a document and stamp your fingerprints!"

Luo Jingfeng: "..."

He instantly got angry: "I have promised you so much, and I still have to sign a document for you? And stamp your fingerprints? You are interrogating a prisoner? Who did you learn this from!"

Zong Jincheng made up a story: "It's in the book, write it down quickly."

As long as Luo Jingfeng promised not to make any more suggestions, other people's suggestions could be blocked by his father, and the prince's position could be saved.

"Hehe," Luo Jingfeng went to the desk in the room to find paper and pen, and said awkwardly, "Come here to grind ink for your uncle, can you do this?"

"Yes, yes, I'll come right away!" Zong Jincheng usually had Shunzi or a book boy to help grind ink, but he could learn such a simple thing as soon as he learned it, so he stretched out his claws and started to work.

Luo Jingfeng also used purple brushes, which were made of the hair on the back of a wild rabbit. They were extremely rare, but there was a row of them on Luo Jingfeng's desk. Zong Jincheng secretly smacked his lips: there are indeed many good things.

His family only had three purple brushes, which were given by the emperor after the Wufang case. His brother was reluctant to use them and kept them as treasures; He Zheng used them frequently and broke them in a year; the tip of his brush also split and was on the verge of replacing a new one.

"Are you interested in these brushes?" Luo Jingfeng smiled, "Take them all if you want."

"Ah?" Zong Jincheng was stunned, "Take them all? They are very precious."

Luo Jingfeng said with a smile: "For uncle, the most precious thing in the world is you. Other rare treasures are all ordinary things in my eyes. No matter what you want, uncle can bring it to you and you can choose it at will."

Zong Jincheng's expression was complicated. He really couldn't understand Luo Jingfeng's feelings. Just because of blood relationship, he could be open-hearted to a person he had just met not long ago. It was simply incredible.

"Forget it," Luo Jingfeng changed his words again, "These are all old, I'll take you to the warehouse to pick new ones later."

Zong Jincheng: "..." So generous.

After grinding the ink, Luo Jingfeng wrote down two promises to him on the paper, and then wrote his name at the end. Zong Jincheng actively held the ink pad to facilitate his handprint.

Luo Jingfeng couldn't help but get angry again.

However, the little kid looked at him with a smile, so he could only suppress his anger and stamped his hand with humiliation: "Okay, little stubborn donkey?"

The little devil carefully checked every sentence for loopholes and every word for mistakes, and finally looked at the red handprint in the sun, all complete.

He said with satisfaction: "Okay, okay, thank you uncle!"

Luo Jingfeng heard this name again, and then he felt comfortable all over, and the frustration and anger that he had just retained disappeared.

Luo Jingfeng reached out his hand, touched the kid's big head, rubbed his soft hair, and said lovingly: "Let's go, uncle will take you to the warehouse to choose a pen."

"Yes!" Zong Jincheng nodded repeatedly and followed him out.

The warehouse was opened, and all kinds of gold, silver, jewelry, rare treasures, and toys were dazzling. Luo Jingfeng did not hide anything from him and told him to pick whatever he wanted.

Zong Jincheng had also been to the warehouse of the Marquis's Mansion. He also had a lot of money, but there were not as many good things as the Luo family. He couldn't help asking: "Are all these things in your family greedy?"

The little devil opened his mouth, and the guards at the door looked at him in shock, as if they could fork him out at any time.

Luo Jingfeng's forehead was twitching wildly, and his temper, which was not very good to begin with, was about to come up again. He gritted his teeth and said: "I have made great military achievements, and there is no title to be given. What else can the emperor do except send some gold and silver?"

Zong Jincheng was a little scared by the roar: "But these good things, the emperor may not have them..."

Luo Jingfeng replied: "That was sent by your uncle, the Zhennan King, from the south. The south is rich and has many good things."

Zong Jincheng asked again: "Why didn't the Zhennan King pay tribute to the emperor?"

Luo Jingfeng sneered: "Is he worthy?"

Zong Jincheng: "..."

He lost, and their two uncles were the most arrogant in the world.