Shen Yan did not look at her father's face, happily ran forward, and called, "Uncle Li!"

Chang Geng looked at Shen Yi with a smile: "This bookworm - Yan'er, come here, is it cold? Where's your big brother?"

Shen Yan said: "Big brother has been caught by Uncle Xiao Ge!"

After Master Feng Han retired, the Ling Shu Institute was handed over to Ge Chen. Shen Yi's eldest son perfectly inherited his father's "unconventional love of fire engines", currently sixteen years old, mediocre in literary and martial arts, growing up with the iron puppets, he rolled into Ling Shu Institute and became Ge Chen's disciple.

Chang Geng took the little girl's hands and teased her, "What did he get caught for?"

Shen Yan pulled her hands out and made a gesture, "To make a Large Eagle."

Chang Geng laughed, then took out a wooden Western glass from his arms. It was the shape of a peacock, carved perfectly. There was a small door on the wing that could be opened. After pushing it open, there were pictures that could be switched. Those pictures had the style of meticulous paintings and the style of Western paintings at the same time. It was not obvious that it was a hybrid between two, but it was very exquisite.

Chang Geng said: "Your elder brother makes a Large Eagle, Uncle Li also gives you a small one. The peacock is the spirit of all birds. When Yan'er grows up, she can compete with her elder brother."

When Shen Yan was a child, her parents were often not in the capital city, and when it was not convenient to take her, they would send her to the Marquis of Order. Before she was five years old, she almost grew up under the eyes of Chang Geng. She did not consider the Taishang Huang as an outsider, receiving whatever was given to her, smiling so wide one could not see her eyes.

Shen Yi thought it was a Western tribute, he hurriedly stopped, "Children cannot tell what is good and bad. Your Majesty, don't give her anything too expensive..."

"No, no, this was made by that person in my family who is too idle. " Chang Geng waved his hand. "He said he would go out to meet you, but he caught a bit of a cold these two days, thus I didn't let him. Brother Ji Ping, please don't blame him."

Shen Yi thought: the Lord himself was lying at home, making Taishang Huang go out to meet the guests. Who would dare blame him?