The system asked me to chase his wife

After taking the heat-relieving medicine, Xia Mang conveyed his wife's concern again.

She thought she had completed her leader's mission, so she packed up and prepared to leave.

Although it is cool inside the ancestral hall, it is still a bit creepy facing so many tablets.

Xiang Xiu'an didn't intend to let her leave immediately.

"Hey, stay here and talk to me."

Although Xiang Xiu'an is just a teenager, he is still a master, so there is no reason for Xia Mang to disobey his orders.

After she agreed, she pulled over a cushion and sat on it.

Anyway, no one asked her to kneel, right?

Xia Mang tried the futon and found it not soft enough, so he pulled another one over and put it under his butt, and only then was he satisfied.

Xiang Xiu'an looked at her in silence for a long while, and Xia Mang met his gaze calmly.

It reveals such sincerity and innocence.

Xiang Xiu'an endured it and didn't say anything about Xia Mang's rudeness.

He turned to talk about what happened at noon.

"Why did you come out to help me?"

Xia Mang put the tray with the medicine bowl on the ground and said as a matter of course: "I just can't stand that guy's messing around. What kind of person is he? He comes to someone else's house as a guest and doesn't know the rules at all."

Xiang Xiu'an coughed twice and reminded her to be careful with her words: "That's the eldest grandson of the Loyal and Brave Marquis family."

"So what? You are the only son of the Duke of Zhenguo. How dare he chop you with a sword? That's outrageous."

Xiang Xiu'an thought about it and realized that it was true. He felt a little ashamed when he thought about how he was chased by that boy and didn't dare to fight back.

He glanced at Xia Mang's fearless face, thinking that she was just a maid, yet she dared to challenge the young master of a noble family in front of so many people. He admired her for a moment.

"You are so brave." Xiang Xiu'an said this from the bottom of his heart.

"Of course!" Xia Mang puffed out his chest complacently, pointed at himself with his index finger and said, "My life motto is to be indifferent to life and death, and to fight if I don't agree!"

The words were crude but the logic was valid, Xiang Xiu'an nodded in agreement.

"That's true. I'm the only boy in the family. My grandmother and sister-in-law are always very careful, fearing that something might happen to me. I also always put my life and death first."

Xiang Xiu'an shook his head deeply after saying this.

"But I always feel that this is wrong. Just like what Wu Wendong did to me just now, I didn't dare to fight back. Although I took my life into consideration, I was inferior to him in momentum. I couldn't let others look down on me and say that the son of the Duke's Mansion was chased and beaten by the boy of the Marquis's family."

Xia Mang nodded in agreement and stood on Xiang Xiu'an's side to share the same hatred with him.

"So, next time you run into this kind of blind guy, don't care who he is, just go up and beat him, no matter who he is, no one is stronger than the other!"

Xiang Xiu'an was amused again by Xia Mang's words. He pursed his lips and nodded, then became serious.

"My grandmother and sister-in-law always told me to study hard and become an official in the future, and not to follow the example of my ancestors and fight on the battlefield."

He looked at the densely packed rows in front of him, and a resolute expression gradually appeared on his face.

"But I am a descendant of the Xiang family after all, and I always yearn for the passion and enthusiasm of my ancestors in killing the enemy bravely. In the past, I had to endure it for the sake of the continuation of the family, but what happened today made me understand that when doing things, one should not be too restrained, and should just follow one's will!"

Xia Mang looked at Xiang Xiu'an's bright eyes and had some bad guesses in his mind.

Could this kid
"I have decided. From now on, I will abandon literature and follow the military. The blood and passion of our ancestors on the battlefield will be continued by me, Xiang Xiu'an!"

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Before Xia Mang had the chance to express his opinion, he was dizzy by the prompt sound in his head.

'Ding, system mission released, host, please immediately stop the mission target Xiang Xiu'an from joining the army!'

'Repeat, system task released, host, please immediately stop the task target Xiu'an from joining the army!'

Xia Mang: Oh my god, the system’s defense is broken.

There was no need to verify it now, Xia Mang was 100% sure that System was definitely a member of the Xiang family when he was alive.

Xiang Xiu'an was inspired by Wu Wendong and wanted to change the path paved for him by his family, so he decided to give up literature and pursue martial arts.

Don't blame the child.

After all, what man doesn't desire to achieve success? Xiang Xiu'an wants to follow in the footsteps of his ancestors, firstly because of family genes and secondly because of his manly passion.

The only problem is that he is the last surviving member of the Xiang family!
Xia Mang understood the task given by the system very well.

Although it is very rude to discourage young people's dreams, Xia Mang chose to stand on the side of the system this time.

"Ahem, that Xiu An." Xia Mang started to speak in a serious and heartfelt tone.

Xiang Xiu'an was so shocked by Xia Mang's shout of "Xiu'an" that he couldn't recover. He looked at Xia Mang and said, "You, what did you call me?"

Xia Mang didn't care about these details: "It's a good thing for a man to make achievements, but he doesn't have to go to the battlefield. Studying and becoming an official is also a smooth path."

Xiang Xiu'an's attention was diverted by Xia Mang. He thought about what Xia Mang said and did not quite agree with it.

"My Xiang family ancestors have always believed that civil officials are sour and Confucian, always fond of intrigue in the court, and are not straightforward."

Xia Mang choked. Did he look down on civil servants or was it a family inheritance?
"Is this true?" Xia Mang turned to ask the system.

The system responded in an awkward manner: "That's just prejudice, don't worry about it."

Xia Mang was speechless for a moment and continued to persuade.

"Swords and knives have no eyes on the battlefield. If anything happens to you, how will you explain it to the ancestors of the Xiang family?"

The resolute expression on Xiang Xiu'an's face froze for a moment, but he quickly said, "A good man should be loyal to his country. My Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion is not named for nothing. For the sake of the Great Jin Dynasty, even if I die on the battlefield, it will be an explanation." The Great Jin Dynasty is currently rich and powerful, and the world is at peace, but the surrounding barbarians are always ready to make moves.

Although there have not been wars on the border for years, there have been occasional frictions.

In other words, if Xiang Xiu'an really gave up literature and took up military affairs, he would have no shortage of battles to fight.

Xia Mang pursed her lips, organized her words and continued, "What if something happens to you? Wouldn't your grandmother and sister-in-law be heartbroken?"

Xia Mang brought up the names of the Madam and Qiao Yuandong, which was more effective than those of the Xiang family's ancestors.

The wavering look on Xiang Xiu'an's face became more intense, and he buried his head, lost in thought for a moment.

Xia Mang thought that this guy had finally changed his mind, but he saw that Xiang Xiu'an became even more determined.

"I am fighting for the honor of the Xiang family. Even if I die, I'm sure they will be proud of me."

Xia Mang: “.”

Even though she talked a lot, this boy just wouldn't listen!
"Why are you so stubborn, kid?"

Xia Mang lost his patience, sat up and slapped Xiang Xiu'an on the head.

Xiang Xiu'an had never been treated like this before. His eyes widened and he shouted angrily, "How dare you!"

After being yelled at, Xia Mang realized that he had been a little impulsive.

Staring at Xiang Xiu'an's angry look, Xia Mang's eyes rolled around, and when she saw the tablet in the ancestral hall, she came up with a plan.

Xiang Xiu'an was angry and was about to scold Xia Mang when he suddenly saw her eyes roll back and she fell to the ground, twitching for a while.

"Ah you! What's wrong with you?"

Xiang Xiu'an was a little panicked. How could a healthy person suddenly fall down?
He was about to turn around and call for help when Xia Mang suddenly got up from the ground.

She raised her eyebrows, glared, and stared at Xiang Xiu'an.

Xiang Xiu'an was confused by her actions. He couldn't help swallowing and asked uncertainly, "What, what happened?"

"Why, you don't even recognize me?"

Xia Mang said this in a hoarse voice, leaving Xiang Xiu'an completely confused.

"Of course I recognize you."

"Oh!" Xia Mang smiled noble and coldly: "Then who do you say I am?"

Xiang Xiu'an was completely led by Xia Mang at this time. He looked at Xia Mang and replied honestly: "You are Mang Xia."

"Confused!"

Another slap hit Xiang Xiu'an on the head, and Xia Mang pretended to be majestic and said, "I am."

She took the opportunity to glance at the tablets in the hall and found her target at the bottom.

"I'm Xiang Xiukai!"

"Brother?!" Xiang Xiu'an was stunned.

Xia Mang nodded: "Exactly!"

Since nothing he could do to persuade this kid, Xia Mang decided to take an unconventional approach and ask the gods to possess him and let the Xiang family persuade the Xiang family.

As for why not just pretend to be the ancestor of the Xiang family.

Firstly, Xia Mang felt that Xiang Xiu'an was relatively unfamiliar with their ancestors and would not be convincing at that time. Secondly, this was a suggestion given to her by the system.

When Xia Mang was planning to pretend to be a ghost to scare people, the system naturally sensed her thoughts, so it gave this suggestion at the first time.

Although this system often cheated her, it was still reliable at critical moments, so she agreed without thinking.

Xiang Xiu'an covered his head which was hurt by the slap and stared at Xia Mang with half belief and half doubt.

He looked at Xiang Xiukai's memorial tablet uncertainly, then turned to Xia Mang and said, "Why should I believe that you are my brother?"

Xia Mang glanced at Xiang Xiu'an calmly. She didn't even have to think about it. The system automatically popped up a paragraph of text, which was all about Xiang Xiu'an.

"I held you a lot when you were a child. You still have a birthmark on your butt."

"When you were eight years old, you insisted on sleeping with me, but you ended up wetting the bed in the middle of the night."

"Oh, I saw you tasting boogers with my own eyes."

Xia Mang exposed the dirty laundry without any hesitation, and Xiang Xiu'an's face turned red with embarrassment.

But he still insisted on resisting: "You! These things are no secret in the mansion. You will know them if you ask around."

"Okay!" Xia Mang stared at Xiang Xiu'an fiercely and said loudly: "Do you remember what I said to you on the day I went to war?"

Xiang Xiu'an was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Xia Mang uncertainly.

On the day his brother went to the battlefield, he did indeed talk to him in private, which outsiders did not know.

But the earnest instructions at that time were uttered by this maid who had just entered the mansion.

"That day I warned you that the world is in a state of chaos. Those who follow it will prosper, and those who go against it will perish. I hope you can distinguish right from wrong, judge the situation, and be courageous and resolute to stand in an invincible position. If you can do this, why worry about not achieving success?"

These words that were once deeply engraved in his mind were spoken by Xia Mang without any error, and Xiang Xiu'an felt as if he was struck by lightning.

"Brother, brother! You are my brother!?" Xiang Xiu'an's lips were shaking, tears welled up in his eyes, and he was in great shock.

(End of this chapter)