Wei Yi nodded to show that he understood, and then said to the young man next to him:

"Is this Mr. Ling?"

"If you are really handsome and elegant, then you are like a jade in the world of strangers and a peerless young master."

"If what I expected is true, Master Ling's achievements in literature should be very high, right?"

After hearing Wei Yi's praise, Wang Minghui smiled:

"Thank you so much for the compliment, Taoist Priest."

"Quinzi has indeed made some small achievements in literature, but it has only been cured once."

"There is still a gap between the true clarity of mind and the natural creation."

When it comes to this.

Wang Minghui seemed a little emotional.

"But it's precisely because Quanzi is relatively mature among young people, so we can't let the eldest brother stop being popular."

"From now on, our fate will be shallow~"

Hearing Wang Minghui's words, Wei Yi was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes became serious.

He observed the young man in front of him.

I found that this young man seemed to have a slight resemblance to Wang Mingli.

But that's right.

After all, they are biological twin sons, so it is normal for them to be somewhat similar.

Ever since, at that moment, Wei Yi's eyes became gentle again, and then he said tentatively:

"Does the layman mean to adopt the prince's son to the layman Wang?"

"Is the layman really willing to give up?"

What he just said was not a joke.

This young man's gentle and jade-like temperament is not just an act.

It is a characteristic that truly comes from the inside out, reading the book thoroughly, being unique and flexible, and reading the essence.

This is the seed of a true scholar.

There are absolutely few young people of this level, even among truly heirloom families and classic wealthy families.

It's almost a step away from writing to Taoism.

This is no ordinary useless son.

That is a true genius!

With such a child, at least it can ensure that the incense of this lineage will last for hundreds of years!

Hearing Wei Yi's words, Wang Minghui did not feel reluctant at all. On the contrary, he was very chic:

"There's nothing to be reluctant about."

"My eldest brother and I are real brothers. We can't watch our eldest brother die, right?"

"Besides, this is just an adoption of Ziyi to the eldest brother. It's not like we won't see each other again. There's nothing sad about it."

When it comes to this.

Wang Minghui smiled again and said:

"Compared to my eldest brother, whose family is sparse, I have many descendants."

"Even if I don't count Ziyi, I still have four sons and five daughters. I am satisfied that I have lived to this age."

Good guy.

Is this true arrogance?

Compared to Wang Mingli, a poor man who only had an only son and lost his son, Wang Minghui was truly a sure winner in life.

Ever since, Wei Yi nodded and said with great agreement:

"The lineage of lay people is really prosperous."

"The family is harmonious and the brothers support each other. The education provided by the Wang family is indeed extraordinary."

For a moment, passing through this Wang family, he seemed to think of another Wang family during the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

They are all so extraordinary.

The next step was very simple. Wei Yi and Wang Minghui were chatting and it was relaxing for a while.

The two of them talked about Xuanmen and Taoism. When it came to Xuanmen strange things, Wei Yi was explaining it, and when it came to old customs and customs, it was Wang Minghui who was explaining it.

It must be said that the two brothers of the Wang family all have extraordinary abilities.

At least the speech is artistic and won't make people feel alienated.

certainly.

What impressed Wei Yi the most was Wang Ziyi, who had been bending beside him and listening to the conversation between the two people, but never said a word.

Because from the beginning, there was no trace of impatience on this young man's face, but only a kind of respect for his elders.

Be respectful and polite.

For the elders, this is definitely a satisfactory heir!

The funeral was a success.

The atmosphere is also very sad.

…

after the funeral.

Wei Yi entered his small courtyard again.

However, compared to the previous relaxation, this time he was planning his own journey in the courtyard every day.

After all, traveling is also about planning.

Let alone crossing a continent.

The inheritance of the alchemy furnace that Child Chi Yan mentioned back then was always in his mind.

This time the target is naturally it.

However, since the journey is really too far, Wei Yi needs to familiarize himself with the road he is about to take.

At least you have to know the way.

The world is so big, it is normal to get lost while walking.

Isn't it just getting lost? There is no shame in it.

Who hasn’t gotten lost once?

Even Li Guang, the flying general in the Han Dynasty, had the nickname of "lost".

There was no navigation in ancient times.

Don't even think about maps.

After all, those are real strategic resources. Drawing a map privately would be considered treason.

But now that things have come to this.

This naturally shows the benefits of Wang Mingli, a big shot.

Want a map?

OK.

What you want is what you want.

Even the military defense map of the entire Qingzhou was obtained by this man.

"The whole Daqian is a bit rotten~"

Wei Yi sighed, bent down, picked up the brush again, and wrote and drew on several maps in front of him.

Tell the truth.

These ancient maps really make people wonder what to say.

That's it, it's still a military defense map.

This is really a freehand painting method.

While he was planning his own journey, he was invited out once by Wang Mingli.

After all, it is to inherit the incense.

In other words, from now on, Wang Ziyi is equivalent to Wang Mingli's biological son.
To be continued...