: Being able to bear great responsibility

"Go back to my little aunt. Qin Xuan did not lie." Qin Xuan bowed respectfully to Feng Qing, explaining sincerely: "Actually, I'm not hiding it from my little aunt. Qin Xuan did guess the time period behind this before and after the destruction of the Southern Ming Dynasty.

The Black Hand is Snow City. It is also Snow City that controls all this. But now, after the Southern Ming Dynasty destroyed the country, Snow City has no action, so Qin Xuan is somewhat suspicious of his previous speculation."

Feng Qing raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Qin Mufeng.

Qin Mufeng's eyes kept falling on her, and naturally he also received the meaning Feng Qing wanted to express this look.

Feng Qing praised Qin Mufeng for training Qin Xuan very well.

But Qin Mufeng disagreed.

Feng Qing smiled.

Although Qin Xuan's attitude of speaking was sincere, the last sentence was filled with the intention of inquiring.

Obviously, it is not difficult for Qin Xuan to obtain information on the current situation in the four cities and seven countries in Nanqin, but it is not that easy to obtain real internal information. He can only guess by integrating existing information.

Now in front of Feng Qing and others, Qin Xuan might not be able to hold back for a moment, and there was more exploring in his words.

He wanted to know what happened in Snow City!

"Snow City" Feng Qing's three fingers on his right hand were hanging on a delicate wine glass, and the smile on his face seemed mysterious under the night sky: "Snow City has indeed happened, but I can't tell you.

You are young and know so much is not good.”

Feng Qing is obviously bullying others at a young age and has a low seniority.

Sure enough, Qin Xuan's face was left with a three-point loneliness and disappointment.

But Feng Qing didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Actually, Xuan'er is not young anymore. During the time when Uncle Wang was not in Nan Qin, Xuan'er was fully responsible for handling Nan Qin's affairs. Xuan'er felt that she had grown up."

"So, do you think you are worthy of the responsibility?"

Feng Qing's tone is half true and half false.

Using the superficial topics, ask what you really want to ask.

Qin Xuan's eyes flashed, and Feng Qing could see that the other party's expression was quickly restrained, and he actually had a bit of domineering and decisive taste.

This is how I understand her voice-over.

Sure enough, Qin Xuan is really smart.

"Qin Xuan feels that he is worthy of great responsibility."

Feng Zhao's eyes also fell on Qin Xuan's face. Looking at this young man who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, straightening his back and firm expression, Feng Zhao's eyes also had a little more appreciation.

No matter what, smart people are always relatively easy to gain recognition from others.

Especially for juniors like Qin Xuan, who are very thoughtful, this is even more so.

Surprisingly, Feng Ming, who had not spoken, suddenly spoke.

"What is a great responsibility? Should I rule the world or hold great power?"

This question is a bit profound.

Feng Qing asked herself that when she was a teenager, she could not make any thoughts so well that she could understand what goals she wanted to shoulder. Although she had lived for more than twenty years than others, she would sometimes do it in this life.

Feeling confused and scared.

Qin Xuan had two pieces of pink on his face, and his eyelids were slightly lowered, as if he was thinking very seriously.

He thought for a long time, but no one disturbed him.

Feng Qing only poured himself a glass of wine and drank it while gently touching Qin Mufeng's shoes with the tip of his shoes.

"Looking at the second brother's expression, I'm already 80% satisfied."

"Um."

The two of them said in a voice transmission that the people present were lower than the two. Even Feng Ming had some feelings and looked up at Qin Mufeng, while Feng Zhao had no idea that the two had already started chatting with each other through voice transmission.

"Master Qi, this wine is delicious, you can drink it too." Feng Qing said, pouring wine for Qin Mufeng.

Qin Mufeng ordered some food on the plate in front of Feng Qing with his hand.

“Eat too little.”

"It's not to your appetite. I'm used to Cangzuo's skills, and I can't even eat the meals made by Aunt Qi. No wonder even Mumuxi asks me if I want Cangzuo."

"Cangzuo has arrived in Wancui City, let him enter the valley tomorrow."

"So, Xiaomu and Fengyi should be here soon."

After Mu Liu left the Forest City, he took over the Mu family's affairs. In addition, Feng Zhao had already sent someone to help Xiaomu stabilize the Mu family, but in fact the Mu family's situation had long been under control.

Feng Qing and Qin Mufeng both drank a glass of wine.

Qin Xuan, who had been thinking, slowly looked up and looked at everyone.

"Qin Xuan is a descendant of the Qin family. Only by being protected by the ancestors of Qin and Wang Shu can he firmly sit in the position of the King of Southern Qin. Qin Xuan has never suffered since childhood. To be honest, before coming to the Yaowang Valley, Qin Xuan had never left the imperial city.

I don’t know what I can do in my limited lifespan. But after only half a month along the way, Qin Xuan witnessed the ups and downs of ordinary people. I was born with a broken meridian and could not practice spiritually. Naturally, I don’t have any matters for spiritual practitioners.

Dare to say more. But I should be able to do something for ordinary people."

"Although I dare not say that I empathize with it, Qin Xuan also understood that there are still many people in this world who are struggling hard for a meal and a dose of medicine. We have just thought for a long time. If we use the rights of our king in our country to fight for more people, we will fight for more people.

With preferential treatment, perhaps these ordinary people will be much better than that.”

"Of course, these are just some of my thoughts along the way, and they are not complete. Maybe they can't be called the great responsibility that my third uncle said, but Qin Xuan can only do so much."

Under the moonlight, in the bright Candlestick Cinema, Qin Xuan's small boy seemed to have a little thicker figure.

These words are completely different from the daytime.

Be reasonable and modest.

The key is that no matter whether Qin Xuan said true or false, at least the word "compassion" shown in these words is completely consistent with the principle that the Medicine King Valley has been established for thousands of years.

"It's enough to do what you can do."

Feng Zhao also expressed his attitude on the spot.

Feng Ming naturally didn't say anything, so he just stretched out his chopsticks and continued to deliver food to his mouth.

Feng Qing didn't say anything while drinking, and didn't say anything and didn't show dissatisfaction.

Qin Xuan, who was affirmed by Feng Zhao, was obviously very happy. A bright smile that he should have appeared on his face, but turned his head to look at Qin Mufeng.

"Uncle Wang, do you think Xuan'er has grown up?"

Qin Mufeng put down his wine glass and finally gave Qin Xuan a direct look for the first time tonight.

Qin Xuan's eyes were bright and with expectations, and he was like a little baby waiting for his elders to praise him for candy.

"I will ask my people to withdraw from Jingzhou as soon as possible."

Qin Xuan's face changed, and he quickly stood up, knelt on one knee respectfully at Qin Mufeng, and lowered his head.

"Uncle Wang, Xuan'er didn't mean that. Xuan'er just. No, Xuan'er has surpassed him. Please don't get angry. Nan Qin cannot do without Uncle Wang's care, and Xuan'er is the same!"

"Qin Xuan, raise your head."

Feng Qing couldn't help but look at Qin Mufeng.

Compared with Qin Mufeng, who had a gentle aura just now, Qin Mufeng in front of Qin Xuan had a full aura, which was enough to crush anyone in the world.
Chapter completed!