I have a roll of fairy pictures

Chapter 12 Exchange
Huo Jia looked a little strange at this moment.

"The ancestral property and title of the family will be inherited by your younger brother. This is an agreement between me and the Murong family. However, although you cannot inherit the ancestral hall or the title of nobility, you are still a child of my Huo family and enjoy the privileges of my Huo family's children. right."

"Handling the family to your younger brother Huo Xin is naturally extremely unfair to you, because you are the eldest son of the family, and the real heir of the family is the only candidate." Huo Jia looked at Huo Taixian:
"Since you like to practice so much, then I will give you a chance. The Academy of Natural Painting will definitely open its doors within five years to select talents from all over the world. I still have a place in the Academy of Natural Painting in my hand, so I will give you compensation."

"The reason why I am not in a hurry to ask you to practice is because I have this idea in my heart. I also have my own arrangements for the future of your two brothers." Huo Jia looked at Huo Taixian:
"Do you have any objection to my arrangement?"

"The child has no objection, it's all up to the father." Huo Taixian said hastily.

Huo Jia patted Huo Tai Xiandao on the shoulder: "Being a father doesn't ask you to practice, it's also protecting you. After all, it's not that easy for our family to be reunited and harmonious."

"But according to father's arrangement." Huo Taixian said.

Hearing Huo Taixian's words, Huo Jia smiled: "Since you have chosen the second path, you should show your heart and let your stepmother rest assured."

"You are not a high-level servant in Chang'an City. This is a stain on your body for the rest of your life. It is equivalent to cutting yourself off from the title of honor. This is the first. Second, you should not return to the Huo family in Haojing in the future. It is not a major event such as worshiping your ancestors. , not to return, this is the second. Leave the Huo family in the future, plan for your own living expenses, and make a living by yourself." 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 my Huo family."

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

"You have to remember, since you have left the Huo family, no matter how your stepmother invites you in the future, you must never go back. Otherwise, my Huo family will definitely be ruined and fall apart." Huo Jia patted him on the shoulder.

"My child remembers." Huo Taixian nodded, his eyes were sincere, without any color.

He really doesn't care, he has a magic brush in his hand, and there are countless divine drawings in China for 5000 years. As long as he can be called to step into the path of a painter, he will definitely become an earth-shattering great practitioner.

What royal power and wealth, isn't it all obtained through strength?

What status, rich or poor, high or low, with strength, but lack of glory and wealth?
He only needs strength!Get up and develop with peace of mind.

Seeing Huo Taixian's eyes as clear as water, Huo Jia blamed himself even more, but for the development of the Huo family, there was nothing he could do.

"Let me handle the matter of the assassin!" Huo Jia was silent for a long time before saying a word.

"Father knows the origin of the assassin?" Seeing the expression on Huo Jia's face, Huo Taixian asked tentatively.

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

"I hope Dad doesn't pursue it. Let me handle the matter of the assassin myself." Huo Taixian's eyes were firm and unquestionable.

The father and son looked at each other, and after a long time, Huo Jia patted his shoulder and said 'yes'.

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

Huo Taixian didn't ask where he was going, but asked: "Father, what about Wang Tai? I think Father is very afraid of him?"

"Can you see that?"

Huo Jia looked at Huo Taixian in surprise, at this moment he had to admit that he underestimated this child a bit:
"You stay away from him in the future. He is an outlier among all the nobles in Haojing City. He is a stinky shit that all the nobles hate but can do nothing about. He is simply the most weird thing in the world."

When mentioning Wang Tai, Huo Jia couldn't help yelling, his eyes were full of fear.

"My child would like to hear the details. After all, I will often live in Chang'an City in the future. It is right to know more about it." Huo Taixian was extremely curious when he saw Huo Jia like this.

"This person is the elder brother of King Zhou You, my dear brother! He is also one of the Dinghai God Needles of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No one knows how high his cultivation level is, but everyone knows that this person has stepped into half a step. In the realm of mythology, I hold a scroll of divine map in my hand." Huo Jia's eyes were full of fear.He only said one sentence and did not continue to explain.

The realm of mythology, that is the real top in the world, even the three major painting academies, it is also the existence of pyramids.

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

"Painters in the world are divided into: Art, Deyun, Masters, Masters, Grandmasters, Doctors, Daizhao, and the supremacy above Daizhao, the realm 'myth' that all painters pursue all their lives. As for mythology , I haven’t heard of it yet, maybe Ji Chang, the founding ancestor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, once reached it.”

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

"The study of art is to breed the three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit, transform them into incredible power, and be able to use them as brushes and inks. When you comprehend the opportunity of the world, you will transform your spirit, energy and spirit, and cultivate the spring breeze brush, which is the study of art. The birth of the first ray of magic Power, can also be called mana!"

"To get the rhyme, the spring breeze brush has transformed into a sincere brush. It is to imitate others to obtain the rhythm and supernatural powers of famous paintings. Or the scrolls made by oneself have aura."

"These two realms are just the beginning of the road of learning art, and they can't be regarded as entry-level."

"As for famous people? If you enter the jade scroll, you are famous. There are many strong people in this world, but there are very few who are truly famous."

While Huo Jia was talking, the two of them walked through halls and alleys, and came to a slightly dilapidated gate.

The gate is a courtyard with two entrances. It is just an ordinary family, which looks very poor and old.

But at this time Huo Jia was standing in front of the gate, looking at the dilapidated gate, but he was silent for a long time, lost in thought.

Huo Jia was in a daze, and Huo Taixian also stood there silent.

After a long time, Huo Jia came back to his senses, and looked at the door in front of him with a pair of eyes: "Before you step into this door, you still have a chance to regret it."

"My child is willing to become a painter." Huo Taixian said hastily.

Huo Jia was silent when he heard that, he went forward and knocked on the door, only to hear a childish girl's voice from inside: "Who is it?"

"I'm looking for Song Wanquan." Huo Jia said.

"Father, someone is looking for you." A baby girl's sweet and greasy voice came from inside the door.

Then there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and the door opened, revealing a slightly decadent middle-aged face, bearded and sleepy looking at Huo Taixian and Huo Jia.

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

Although he didn't drive people away, the strong bad smell has already passed on.

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

Song Wanquan looked at Huo Taixian after hearing the words, and after looking at it seriously for a long time, his sharp eyes gradually softened.

Quickly stepped forward and squatted in front of Huo Taixian, supported his shoulders with both hands, looked around, and then smiled and said: "I never thought that it will be more than ten years in a blink of an eye, and I have grown so much in a hurry."

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

Huo Taixian didn't say much when he heard the words. As soon as his legs softened, he fell to his knees and kowtowed: "Father!"

"You can't do it! You can't do it!" Song Wanquan hurriedly supported Huo Taixian, then looked at Huo Jia, and said with an unkind expression, "What are you doing?"

"It's not because of the "Atlas of Seven Stars". From now on, Xiaohe will leave it to you. I have arranged for him to enter the Academy of Natural Painting. When the Academy of Natural Painting opens, you will send him there." Huo Jia said After finishing speaking, he patted Huo Taixian on the shoulder: "In the future, when something happens, I still have to go back to the mansion to have a look at the festival. This time, the family ancestor sacrifice will settle the matter."

Fetal Immortal is another name for Crane.Huo Taixian's nickname is Xiaohe'er.

After speaking, he looked at Song Wanquan who was opposite him: "Do you have any objections?"

"No objection! Of course I have no objection! Just leave it to me, young master." Song Wanquan said hastily.

Huo Jia nodded when he heard the words, and didn't say much, just held Huo Taixian's hand, and patted the other person's head lightly: "Come home with me. Some things must be made clear after all."

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

Seeing Huo Jia urging the animation scroll, the portal distorted for a while and turned into reality, then opened the portal and looked at Huo Taixian: "Let's go, you will come back after the ancestor worship is over."

Huo Taixian just met Song Wanquan, and he and Huo Jia stepped into the door, and when he reappeared, 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 Taixian's hand: "Xiao Chunzi is still waiting for you outside. Before the ancestor sacrifice, don't cause trouble."

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

Looking at the back of Huo Taixian going away, Huo Jia always felt that his son had become a little different, but he didn't know what the difference was.

After a long time, Huo Jia sorted out his thoughts, turned around and walked towards Murong Qiu's courtyard, when he heard a burst of joyful singing from a distance, a ditty came from far away in the courtyard.

Huo Jia walked into the yard with a blank expression, looked at the joking maid, dismissed her away casually, and then sat on the wooden couch.

"The child has been found?" Murong Qiu brought Huo Jia a bowl of lotus seed porridge.

"I found it, it was just a misunderstanding." Huo Jia took the lotus seed porridge and looked at Murong Qiu:
"There are some things I want to tell you."

"What's the matter, making it so serious?" Murong Qiu asked in surprise.

"I have already asked that child to recognize his adoptive father in Chang'an. After worshiping the ancestors, he will go to Chang'an to make a living by himself, and he will have nothing to do with Huo Jia's ancestral business. Are you satisfied?" Huo Jia said: "And the quota of the Academy of Natural Painting, It is my compensation to him. I have already made a decision on this matter, and there is no room for maneuver. Since he cannot be prevented from stepping into the path of a painter, it is better to fulfill him, lest he suffer accidents and cause troubles."

Murong Qiu's complexion changed when she heard the words, and countless thoughts flickered in her mind. Could it be that what she is asking for is just a seven-star map?Huo Taixian is her real goal.

Besides, she also has a son, and the quota of the Academy of Natural Painting is very precious, and she wants it too!
But at this time Huo Jia said the reason, she could not refuse.

After a long time, Murong Qiu said: "It's not right! It's not right! It's not right! If it gets out, won't people laugh at it, thinking that my stepmother is too harsh and can't tolerate others?"

It's just that halfway through the sentence, facing Huo Jia's burning eyes, his unquestionable eyes, gradually turned off.

She also knew that she had no reason to speak again!

Forcing the other party to give up the inheritance of the ancestral property and the inheritance of titles and honors, they are looking for excuses, I am afraid it is too deliberate. As the youngest grandmaster in Chang'an, Huo Jia is not a fool, so he must have doubts.

(End of this chapter)