Great Warriors of Sui and Tang Dynasties

Chapter 114 Fake
"Can I have another bowl?"

The tall and thin Kan Leng asked.

"Okay." Luo Cheng took his bowl and helped him beat the bowl again.

Seeing this, the little girl Wang Huiniang hurriedly took a few mouthfuls of noodles and held out her bowl, "I want more too."

"There are all, until you are full."

"Thank you, can we come and eat tomorrow?" She took the bowl and couldn't help asking again.

The tall and thin Kan Leng said to him, "It is enough to have a full meal today, and we won't bother you again tomorrow."

Wang Huiniang groaned and lowered her head.

Seeing her cousin so disappointed, Ximen Junyi asked, "Where are we going tomorrow? It's so cold that we can't get food anywhere."

"Actually, if you want to stay, you can stay." Luo Cheng picked up a spoon and poured another bowl full to another boy who came over with a bowl.

"Really?" Wang Huiniang's eyes lit up.

Kan Leng looked at Luo Cheng, "What do you want us to do? We are so small, we don't meet the requirements of your soldiers."

"You are all orphans, right?" Luo Cheng asked.

The eyes of several teenagers dimmed and they nodded.

"If someone would adopt you and raise you, would you?" he asked.

Kan Leng suddenly became alert.

He stared at Luo Cheng closely, but his slender eyes shone fiercely like a wolf.

"You want to catch us and sell them?"

"No, you misunderstood."

Luo Cheng first smiled, then talked about his own township regiment, the reason for its establishment, their training, their suppression of bandits, their quelling of chaos, and finally the night of pacifying the Zhangqiu Rebellion, In the end, seven friends died in battle.

"In fact, they are not much older than you. They are all thirteen or fourteen-year-old boys, but they have been buried in the ground. I promised their families that I will let them have successors. If you are willing, I plan to adopt you, so that Are you willing to be their heirs?"

"Do you want to change your name?" Wang Xiongdan asked.

"Try to choose a adoptive father with the same surname for you, but if it really doesn't match, you don't have to change it if you don't want to, as long as you are willing to inherit under his name, what do you think?"

"If we agree, will we have something to eat in the future?" Kan Leng asked.

"If you become the adopted son of a brother who died in battle, then you will be a member of our township regiment. As long as I, Luo Cheng, are still alive, then I promise to raise you for a day."

Ximen Junyi rushed to ask at this time, "Can you take in my cousin, I promised my cousin that I will take her to take care of her forever."

"Yes." Luo Cheng looked at Wang Huiniang, who was a little anxious, and nodded.

There are eleven children in total, the youngest is seven years old, and the oldest is Kan Leng, who is 11 years old.

Wang Xiongdan was younger than Kan Leng, also eleven, Ximen Junyi was ten, and his cousin Huiniang was nine.

After having a full meal, Luo Cheng led them to a corner of the camp, where a room held the spirit tablets of the seven brothers who died in battle.

The teenagers who came in competed to choose a tablet.

"Have you chosen? After you have chosen, you will be his adoptive son from now on, and he will be your adoptive father. You must remember his name. In the coming New Year, you will burn paper money and incense candles for them, and kowtow to them." Sacrifice."

The children all nodded in unison. They only knew that if they grabbed a memorial tablet, they would become members of the village group and they would have food to eat in the future.

Kan Leng, Wang Xiongdan, Ximen Junyi and Wang Huiniang were not chosen, and stood by Luo Cheng's side all the time.Maybe they knew that there were only seven tablets in total, or maybe they were older and more mature, and they gave up the opportunity to his other children.

"Xiao Wu, what if there are four more?" Wang Ziming finished registering the seven children, then looked at the remaining four and asked Luo Cheng.

Kan Leng stared at Luo Cheng.

"You can stay if you want."

"Then whose children are we!"

"Let's talk about it later."

Kan Leng suddenly asked, "Can I ask you to be my adoptive father?"

Luo Cheng smiled.

"I'm only sixteen this year, and I'm only five years older than you."

"But the adoptive father they recognize is only four or five years older than them," Kan Leng said.

"Aren't you married yet? In case you die in battle one day, you also need adopted sons. Why don't you accept us as adopted sons and daughters?" Wang Xiongsheng said.

Luo Cheng stared at these guys, but he didn't expect them to have strange ideas.

"What nonsense are you talking about, how dare you curse our little five?" Wang Ziming said angrily.

Luo Cheng shook his hand, "Tongyan has no taboos, they don't know so many taboos, it's okay."

Wang Ziming snorted, "Then you just accept them as adopted sons and daughters, and you plan to keep them anyway."

Adopted sons and adopted daughters are not so unusual in this era.

Even in many cases, the status of the adopted son is actually equivalent to that of the trilogy, and the status is not high.Since the Southern and Northern Dynasties, especially in the army, it has been very popular to adopt adopted sons. Some generals even have hundreds of adopted sons. These adopted sons are actually equivalent to his personal guards.

Adopted sons generally do not have the right to inherit, unless they go further and become heirs and stepsons, then they have the right to inherit.

Although Luo Cheng is still young and his family is unsuccessful, it does not prevent him from adopting a few adopted children, since he is not adopting heirs anyway.

It's just that when Luo Cheng looked at those children, he thought it was a bit of a joke. After all, he was only five or six years older than them, although in terms of his mental age, he could indeed be the father of these children.

He was about to refuse.

Kan Leng and Wang Xiongdan knelt down in front of him, and then bowed their heads.

"The adoptive son Kan Leng pays homage to the adoptive father."

"The adoptive son Wang Xiong pays homage to the adoptive father on his birthday."

"The adoptive son Ximen Junyi pays homage to the adoptive father."

"Father of righteousness, be honored by Queen Huiniang of righteousness!"

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"Take it." Wang Ziming said with a smile on the side.

Luo Cheng looked at the little fellows who were kneeling on the ground and refused to get up, but he was too embarrassed to refuse.

"Okay, I promise, get up."

"Thank you foster father!"

The four little guys stood up happily, but Luo Cheng was a little bit dumbfounded.

He really never thought that he would adopt four adoptive children at once, a 16-year-old adoptive father and an 11-year-old adoptive son. This is too funny.

But Kan Leng was very serious, even Wang Ziming was seriously writing down the names of these four people.

"Father, do we want to change our name?"

"No need, it's good to call it the current name."

"Then do you have to follow the adoptive father's surname?"

"No need." Luo Cheng shook his hand, anyway, he adopted the four of them as adoptive sons, and he didn't really want to be their father, but just took in a few children first.

"Father, I can help you lead the horse in the future." Kan Leng looked cold on the outside, but at this moment he also flattered Luo Cheng.

"Father, I can put on the armor for you." Wang Xiongdan also hurriedly said.

Ximen Junyi thought for a while, "Father, I can help you carry the hammer!"

"I can help foster father make the bed and fold the quilt!" Wang Huiniang also raised her hand.

(End of this chapter)