The Dominance of the Son-in-Law: My Wealthy and Beautiful Wife-Chapter 989 989: Man Jianghong

On the other side.
After Qin Feng left the playground, he continued to stroll, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth as he muttered, "Right now, he must be feeling quite uncomfortable, huh?"
Indeed.
He intentionally gave Zuoqiu Qingtian the antidote.
Back in Qinling Cuomei Cave, when saving Xiao Wu along with the Big Snake Castle group in Ghost Medicine Granny's laboratory, he discovered a pile of antidotes.
Aside from the antidote to awaken the Great Snake Empress, Qin Feng also noticed Zuoqiu Qingtian's antidote, so he casually pocketed it.
His intention was to give the antidote to the Zuoqiu Family, in exchange for some Array Formation Techniques from Zuoqiu Feng.
Although he didn't get along well with Zuoqiu Qingtian a moment ago, he still did it.
On one hand.
He would still ask for the Array Formation Techniques, hoping to make Zuoqiu Feng owe him a big favor.
On the other hand.
He deliberately chose this timing to give it.
Don't you look down on me?
Don't you think I'm worse than trash?
Don't you disdain to be of the same kind as me?
Fine.
I'll give you the antidote, let's see if you dare not to take it!
This was exactly what Qin Feng had in mind.
It's likely that Zuoqiu Qingtian is now absolutely torn, having just mocked me, and then taking the antidote I gave, with his arrogance, how could he possibly swallow his pride?
But if he doesn't take it.
Are you tempted?
"Hahaha, serves him right!"
Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh.
At this moment.
Uncle Fu came over and said, "Mr. Qin, what's making you so happy?"
"Oh, nothing, nothing."
Qin Feng waved his hand with a smile.
"It's like this, the Family Head has finished practicing calligraphy and invites you over."
Uncle Fu said.
"Alright."
In a great mood, Qin Feng followed Uncle Fu.
A solitary courtyard deep inside looked quite old, with a phoenix tree in the yard that seemed to have stood for years.
Just looking from the outside, it seemed like a rural house, showing no signs of being the Family Head's courtyard in the grand General Mansion.
In the main room's living room.
An elderly man with white hair was framing a piece of calligraphy and painting.
He was the Family Head of the Zuoqiu Family, Zuoqiu Hu Lie!
Though his head was full of white hair, he looked full of energy, not at all like a seventy-year-old man, and his every movement exuded the sharp air of a soldier.
Ordinarily, someone of this age would have passed on the position of Family Head to the next generation.
But this was the General Mansion.
Zuoqiu Hu Lie's next generation, Zuoqiu Feng's father's generation, were still battling outside, so he continued to manage the General Mansion even in "retirement."
Qin Feng had thought it through by now.
Initially, he wanted to clarify his relationship with Zuoqiu Feng, but seeing Zuoqiu Qingtian's attitude, he deliberately left it ambiguous, claiming himself as Zuoqiu Feng's boyfriend!
"Master, Mr. Qin has arrived."
Uncle Fu said at this moment.
Qin Feng stepped forward politely, saying, "Greetings, Grandpa."
"Grandpa?"
Zuoqiu Hu Lie was slightly stunned, then laughed heartily, "Not bad, not bad, very few have addressed me as 'Grandpa,' hahaha..."
"It's only right."
Qin Feng said.
In the village, calling elders "Grandpa" is very normal.
"A fitting 'only right,' haha!"
Zuoqiu Hu Lie laughed heartily.
He gave Qin Feng a once-over before saying, "Xiao Feng, do you like calligraphy and painting? Ever since I retired, I've been obsessed with writing, going a day without it makes me itch all over, haha, take a look at what I've just written."
Qin Feng took a look and nodded, "It's decent."
"Decent?"
Zuoqiu Hu Lie raised an eyebrow and said, "I've been practicing for years, just decent?"
"Not too bad, at least it's passed."
Qin Feng said.
"..."
Zuoqiu Hu Lie was at a loss for words.
Uncle Fu, hearing this, couldn't help but be taken aback.
He knew Zuoqiu Hu Lie best.
Since retiring and staying home, his only hobby has been practicing calligraphy for many years, achieving considerable success, even winning the first prize in the Jiuhe City Calligraphy Competition, and many artists seeking him for his work, which made him very proud.
And now.
He was being told by a younger generation that it just barely passed.
How could he not be angry?
"Mr. Qin."
He hurriedly whispered to remind Qin Feng, "Please don't speak carelessly; objectively speaking, this piece is truly at a top-notch level."
"Old Fu, shut up, let him say what's wrong!" Zuoqiu Hu Lie put down his brush, defiantly said to Qin Feng, "If you can point out what's wrong, I'll accept it, and call you teacher afterward. But if you can't, then I'll consider you an ignorant arrogant, and ask you to leave our Zuoqiu Family."
Qin Feng chuckled, "If we simply talk about technique, it's indeed decent, but by the standard of peak mastery, there are quite a few gaps. I said it passed, considering you are Zuoqiu Feng's grandfather, I didn't want to say it was too bad."
"You, you..."
Fuming, Zuoqiu Hu Lie waved his arms wanting to hit Qin Feng.
On the side, Uncle Fu hurriedly stopped him.
Qin Feng continued with a smile, "How about this, I'll recite the poem on this piece before we continue."
"Alright, you recite!"
Zuoqiu Hu Lie said, feeling vexed.
"Man Jianghong
With my hair bristling, I lean against the railing as the rain stops
Raising my eyes
Roaring at the sky, my heart filled with a fierce ambition
Thirty merits are dust and dirt, eight thousand miles of cloud and moon
Do not idly wait
May you not see your hair turn white and be filled with regret!
Jingkang's shame is not yet avenged
The hatred of ministers, when will it be extinguished!
Drive long chariots, trample over Helan Mountain's pass
The brave feast on Xiongnu's flesh in hunger, laughing and talking as they drink Xiongnu's blood in thirst
Wait to reorganize the old country once more, facing the Imperial Palace!
..."
After finishing reciting "Man Jianghong," Qin Feng looked at Zuoqiu Hu Lie and said, "Grandpa, I'd like to ask, what do you think this poem is trying to express?"
"It can be summarized with the four words 'loyalty to the country,' while also expressing a longing for the battlefield, and helplessness and resentment towards the foolish emperor."
Zuoqiu Hu Lie said.
"Exactly." Qin Feng nodded, "However, from the technique in your calligraphy, I didn't see this."
"Oh? Then what did you see?" Zuoqiu Hu Lie asked.
"I saw 'aspiration' and 'complacency.'"
Qin Feng said.
Still not understanding, Zuoqiu Hu Lie asked, "What do you mean?"
"To put it simply, your calligraphy gives the impression of 'aspiration'—the aspiration to shed blood on the battlefield—but it doesn't convey the unwillingness or helplessness within."
"Take a retired basketball player as an analogy: he longs to return to the court, but his longing is simply for playing and enjoying basketball, not for contributing to the country."
"Grandpa, do you understand what I mean?"
"..."
Zuoqiu Hu Lie was taken aback and speechless.
Qin Feng continued, "As for 'complacency,' perhaps it's your pride and satisfaction with past military achievements. Using the same basketball analogy: he yearns to be on the field, his demeanor revealing that he's won many championship honors."
"Actually, there's nothing wrong with this."
"But…"