The Blessed

After they left, the whole family had been in sentiment for quite a few days. Even when Old Wang took Zhao Shan here to take Ling Jingxuan as his shifu, the whole family couldn’t lift their spirits, and only held a simple ritual. Zhao Shan, in face of everyone of Ling family and his father, kowtowed to Ling Jingxuan and offered him a cup of tea and it was over. Then Ling Jingxuan arranged him to live in his room, convenient for him to teach him, while he himself temporarily moved to the new room. Only when he got to work on those medicinal herbs would he go to the work room.

Soon, ten days had passed. After Chu Yunhan left, the few buns all felt sad. So Ling Jingxuan and Yan Shengrui also dare not tell them that Yan Yi would take Chu Yunhan’s to teach them thing. So their lessons were temporarily taught by Ling Jinghan. But not long, Ling Jinghan would take the examination for tongsheng. So this day, Ling Jingxuan could only call them all over.

"Daddy, father."

"Adoptive daddy, adoptive father!"

Since Chun Yunhan and Yan’er left, the room they had been living in before was locked up, saying that since no one lived in there, they should lock it in case it got dirty. But actually everyone knew that that place was especially kept for that pair of father and son. And their studying place was moved to Ling Wen’s study. Hearing that their daddy was looking for them, the three little buns came to their room hand in hand after getting Ling Jinghan’s permission.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowu, Tiewa, come and sit, your father wants to talk to you."

Seeing his sons, Ling Jingxuan decisively put down the account book, it was this year’s account book sent from Baiyunge from the town. Recently he was free, so when he felt bored or what, he’d take it out to check. As for his little disciple Zhao Shan. He draw a human body structural drawing and acupoints painting, and sorted out some basic medical knowledge for him. So everyday, he’d stay in his room memorizing those things. When he met some words he didn’t know or places he couldn’t understand, he’d write them down in a booklet. When he saw Ling Jingxuan, he’d consult him one by one. Don’t see that he was young, he was quite steady. So Ling Jingxuan was quite satisfied with this diligent and hardworking little disciple.

"What is it?”

The little buns obediently sat next to him, and Ling Wen asked curiously.

"Here is the thing, I have hired a new tutor for you. It’s him, Yan Yi. From now on, he will teach you."

Yan Shengrui picked up his question as he pointed at Yan Yi who was standing aside, while the latter had already been hiding in the dark seeing them. After the thing last time, he never had the guts to embarrass anyone of this family before the prince. Seeing that the little masters looked over, Yan Yi hurriedly bent down at them with respect. But the two little buns showed no mercy, frowning, “I don’t want any other tutor.”

Ling Wen was the first to protest. In his mind, only Chu Yan was their tutor.

"Me neither. Father, let him go, I only want Uncle Chu to teach me."

The small bun was even more direct, his small nose wrinkled into a mass, with his words filled with intolerance. Yan Yi finally knew the feeling disdained by someone in the face. His whole person felt uncomfortable. But they were the little masters. Before the masters, he dare not oppose, but could only swallow it.

"Adoptive father, can't you let Uncle Jinghan teach us?"

Tiewa pressed his lips pitifully. He didn’t want to forget about Uncle Chu. In his little heart he thought that if someone else taught him, Uncle Chu’s place would be replaced, and he might even forget about him.

The omnipotent Yan Shengrui only didn’t know how to convince his sons. Seeing that the three little buns looked so wronged, he could only turn to look over at Ling Jingxuan signaling for help, while the latter helplessly shrugged, indicating that “I can’t help”. He arranged all this, so he could only solve it himself.

"Well..."

Decoding what he meant, Yan Shengrui darkened his face, then looked at those little buns who took a tough stance, he cleared his throat and said tentatively, “Silly sons, your Uncle Jinghan is going to take the examination soon. How will he have time for you? Besides, it’s not possible you’d have no tutor forever, right? Yan Yi is no worse that Uncle Jinghan. He is good enough for you. Besides, he also has superb marital arts. He can teach you. Xiaowu, don’t you always want to be a general?”

“Still no! Maybe you can send us to a private school in town. Brother Shanzi said we don’t have to take someone as our personal tutor there. We all learn from one tutor. And then Uncle Chu will be our only personal tutor forever.”

Ling Wen frowned and retorted back without hesitation. Ling Wen then echoed, “Yeah. Besides, even he has good martial arts, even better than you? I want to learn the best martial arts. I don’t want him.”

The two little buns were so straightforward, totally having learnt the attitude of doing things from their daddy. But this only embarrassed Yan Yi. Being disdained on and on, the area of psychological shadow in the heart was also enlarged on and on. He really regretted staying to protect them. Ling Jingxuan aside felt rolling in the aisles, especially when sensed that his man nearly had no move to use, the smile on his face grew brighter. It was such a rare thing to see him suffer.

If it were some other time, the two buns wouldn’t be so unreasonable. The thing was that Chu Yunhan and his son hadn’t left for long, and their father was already in a hurry to find them a new personal tutor, which was really hard for them accept. Yan Shengrui also knew it, so he would have been so cautious. But finally, the only sufferer became Yan Yi.