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Chapter 2018 Slave's meal

"how?

You don’t agree with my recruitment of Zhang Xuan as the head of the family?”

The purple coin frowned.

"Sister, he is a person from a small group in the buffer zone, and his bloodline is too humble! Moreover, their White Feather Clan has been exterminated, and there is not even a single clan!"

Zhu Yuan looked at Zhang Xuan with contempt.

"He is still a cripple!"

Biyang was even more polite, "Sister, you are the number one beauty in the death realm and a general of our Hong clan. How can you recruit a cripple-in-chief?"

"Zhang Xuan is not a cripple. His leg was just injured. It will be cured for a few days."

Explanation of purple coin.

"That's not OK!"

Zhu Yuanbiyang still firmly opposed it.

"Uh...father, what do you think?"

Zisan looked at her father and tried to seek support.

"General Jun, there is no problem with you like Zhang Xuan, but it is indeed inappropriate for you to make him the leader of the family!"

The purple-curd father sighed.

"You look down on Zhang Xuan, either?"

"I'm not looking down on Zhang Xuan! It's just..." Zichun's father paused and then said again: "Since General Cai Parrot died in battle, Lord Xuanmu's family tried every means to target our family, for fear that Anren would designate you as the future Anren!"

"If you accept Zhang Xuan as your family, they will definitely seize this matter. It is hard for An Ren to designate you as your future successor!"

"At worst, I won't compete with them for peace!"

Purple Coin sighed.

"Things... aren't that simple!"

Zichun's father shook his head, "Even if you don't argue with them, if Lord Xuanzhu becomes an ambulance in the future, how could he let us go?"

"Don't talk about your general. If you can't be the army, even our family... might be exiled by them and you can only go to Beijun Mountain to be a refugee!"

"This..." Zichuan was stunned.

"My father is right, sister, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about dozens of people in our family!"

"Yes! If Xuan Ke is an An Ren in the future, we will have no way to survive!"

Zhu Yuanbi Yang also said with a frown.

"Okay! Then this matter... let me talk about it later! Let Zhang Xuan live in our house as a guest."

Seeing that everyone disagrees with his adoption of Zhang Xuan as his family king, Zichun sighed! “However, you can’t be disrespectful to Zhang Xuan. Even if he doesn’t become my family king, he is Xiaobao’s father. We have to take good care of their father and son!”

"yes!"

"In addition, you must keep it strictly confidential when Xiaobao has wings and don't tell others to avoid trouble! Usually, you should wear Xiaobao's clothes and don't expose your wings."

"yes!"

Everyone nodded.

"Okay! Come and serve the meal soon, and you have to have some fun today!"

Zisan said with a smile.

So, several male slaves brought the meal, but there were several plates of meat and wild vegetables that Zhang Xuan didn't know, and they didn't taste very good.

The only wine is OK, it seems to be sorghum wine.

The purple coin drank a big bowl again and soon became half drunk.

It was already dark and the family banquet ended.

"You get another set of bedding and let Zhang Xuan and his son sleep here!"

The purple coin gave drunken instructions.

"This..." Zi Chun's father looked embarrassed, "General. Jun, why don't I free up my room and let Zhang Xuan and his son live! You haven't held a ceremony to share with Zhang Xuan, so it's not appropriate to live with him."

"Don't worry, Zhang Xuan doesn't want to be my family lord!"

Zi Chun smiled and said, "These days, Zhang Xuan has been sleeping with me. Xiaobao is not as good as me, so I am afraid he will not be able to sleep well!"

"All right."

Zichun's father sent someone to get a new bedding and spread it on a bed in the lobby suite.

"You and I have nothing to do, but you can't tell me if you let me sleep here!"

Zhang Xuan sighed.

"I just want them all to know that I've already slept with you!"

Zichun smiled indifferently and said, "I want to see whose children of their family are willing to be the leader of me!"

"Uh..." Zhang Xuan shook his head speechless.

When he woke up the next day, Zhang Xuan found that the purple cob that was sleeping beside him was gone.

When he and Shenying went out, they saw Zichun's father, with his male slave, continue to build a new wooden house.

Zhu Yuanbiyang and a bunch of sisters were practicing archery by the wall.

When they saw Zhang Xuan and his son come out, no one paid attention to him.

Barren hostility.

"Where is the general of the purple coin?"

Zhang Xuan asked a male slave.

"I don't know, please ask Mr. Bai Liang!"

The man's slave answered unhappily.

Only then did Zhang Xuan realize that Zishen's father was named Bai Liang.

"Bai Liang Family Lord, General Purple Coin. Where did the army go?"

Zhang Xuan came to Bai Liang.

"Early in the morning, Anren sent Caiyu Guard to call the general. The army said that there was any important military consultation."

Bai Liang had no intention of enthusiasm in his tone.

At noon, Zi Yuan came back and arranged a family dinner in her hall again.

"I'm going out again!"

Purple Coin sighed.

"You've just been back for a day, and you're going to go to war again?"

Everyone was stunned.

"This time I was not going to fight. An people asked me to lead troops to inspect the Eight Tribes. They said that the Hong Clan Alliance Conference was about to be held and asked me to discuss the conference with the Eight An people!"

Zi Yuan paused, looked at Zhang Xuan beside him and smiled bitterly: "Actually, she just heard that Zhang Xuan and I slept together last night, so she found an excuse to separate us!"

"Oh..." Everyone nodded after hearing this, but they all looked happy.

"You..." Zi Yuan looked at the joy on everyone's faces and turned his head helplessly, "Zhang Xuan, just live with me and wait for me to come back!"

"All right!"

Zhang Xuan also shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Zishen ordered some things to others and left after dinner.

The other people in the Zikong family do their own things, and no one pays attention to Zhang Xuan.

During dinner, Zhang Xuan waited in the hall of Zishen for a long time, but no one came to him.

"Ahhhh!"

Shenying shook Zhang Xuan's arm, he was already hungry.

Zhang Xuan had to take the Shenying out, and saw many male slaves going to a large wooden house and followed him.

Just saw that there was a restaurant-like house inside.

In several wooden basins on the table, steamed buns, boiled vegetables and radishes, etc.

Dozens of male slaves squeezed over, snatched the food on the table, and staggered Zhang Xuan at the door.

Zhang Xuan smiled bitterly inwardly.

I was in the ancestors’ land, but my physical skills were invincible! But when I arrived at this dead state with the extremely strong laws of heaven and earth, all physical skills and magical powers were useless! I actually fell to this point, so cowardly! “Ahhhhh!”

The god baby rushed up and snatched the food with the male slaves.

Although he is not weak, his calves are short, so how could he snatch the male slave? After a while, the food on the table was snatched by the male slave.

"Ahhhh!"

The Divine Infant only snatched two steamed buns and came to Zhang Xuan indignantly.

"You are a holy baby after all, don't compete with them!"
Chapter completed!
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