Chapter 652: Be Honest and Honest
"Father, are you looking for me?" When Shao Xiyuan walked into the study, he saw Jing Anhou pacing back and forth in the study with his hands behind his back.
Hearing the voice, Jing Anhou stopped and beckoned to Shao Xiyuan: "Xiyuan, come here." β
Shao Xiyuan walked in front of Jing'an Hou, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.
"Xiyuan, I remember that you mentioned to me a few years ago that you planned to study at Bailu Academy?"
Bailu Academy is in Heyu County, although it is not comparable with an official school like Guozijian, it is better to have a relaxed atmosphere and pay more attention to the all-round development of a person, especially the most famous in riding and archery.
Shao Xiyuan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Jing Anhou suddenly mention this: "Yes, father." β
Jing Anhou stretched out his hand and patted Shao Xiyuan on the shoulder: "You go back and clean up, let's go in the next two days." β
"Fatherβ" Shao Xiyuan couldn't believe his ears.
Obviously, he didn't agree to grinding his father several times before, why did he suddenly let go?
"What are you doing stupidly, don't go back and pack your things."
"Father, didn't you say that Bailu Academy was too far away and wouldn't let me go?"
Jing Anhou was silent for a moment, and explained with a smile: "Before, you were too young, I was afraid that you would be naughty and mischievous far away from your parents, but now that you are older, it's time to go out and see for a long time." β
Shao Xiyuan became happy: "Then I'll go back and pack my things." β
"Go, go, I'll send the old butler to accompany you, and ask him more if you can't make up your mind when the time comes."
"Well, my son knows." Shao Xiyuan rushed to the door and stopped suddenly.
Jing Anhou raised his eyebrows.
"Father, don't be angry about the eldest brother, he definitely didn't mean to-"
Jing Anhou smiled reluctantly: "Go quickly, I'm not angry, since the matter has happened, it's useless to be angry." β
Shao Xiyuan smiled: "It's good if you don't get angry, that son is gone." β
When Shao Xiyuan left, the study was quiet and silent, and there was a dead silence, Jing'an Hou sat for a long time, and ordered someone to invite Shao Mingyuan.
It didn't take long for Shao Mingyuan to come to the Jing'an Hou Mansion.
"Master Hou, the second son is here."
"Ask him to come in."
The steward led Shao Mingyuan to Jing'anhou's study, and silently withdrew and closed the door under Jing'anhou's signal.
With the sound of squeaking, the door of the study slowly closed, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed, and Jing Anhou sat in the backlight, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.
"Father." Shao Mingyuan was courteous.
Looking at Fengshen's handsome second son, the corners of Jing Anhou's eyes were hot, and he said in a dumb voice: "Mingyuan is here, come and sit." β
Shao Mingyuan walked over and sat down opposite Jing'anhou.
Jing'an Hou Tsai looked at the second son carefully.
Shao Mingyuan did not show any extra emotions on his face, and let Jing Anhou look at it.
After a long time, a soft sigh sounded in the dimly lit study: "My son has really grown up." β
"Fatherβ"
Jing'anhou waved his hand: "You listen to me." β
Shao Mingyuan stopped talking, leaned forward and put on a posture of listening carefully.
"Ming Yuan, you have been the pride of the sky for twenty years, and suddenly you feel very uncomfortable when you hear that you are the outer room?"
Shao Mingyuan was silent for a moment and said: "There are many choices in this life, but only birth cannot choose. My father didn't have to worry about me, I had already figured it out. β
Knowing his background, he can tell himself that his mother's cold eyes on him in those years are not because he is not good enough.
Jing Anhou looked at Shao Mingyuan deeply, his eyes flashed, and he sighed: "Yes, people have many choices in this life, and even the way of death can be chosen, but they can't choose their origins and parents. β
Shao Mingyuan was silent, but he wondered in his heart.
His father was not a person who liked to sigh in his mind. 's father is a military general, and he has the common denominator of most military generals, he is not good at talking, simple and straightforward.
Could it be that his father called him here today, and there is another meaning?
"Father, do you have something to say to me?"
Jing'an Hou was slightly stunned, and then sighed lightly: "Ming Yuan, your eldest brother and your third brother are not as good as you." β
"The father said this, and the son was ashamedβ"
Jing Anhou smiled, as if he had made up his mind and no longer hesitated: "Ming Yuan, you don't need to be ashamed, it's not strange that your eldest brother and third brother are not as good as you, because your father is such an outstanding character, you are his son, of course you will not be far behind." β
Shao Mingyuan suddenly changed color: "Father, what do you mean by this?" β
The words were already spoken, and Jing Anhou's words became smoother: "Since the rumors that you are from the outer room have spread, I know that this matter cannot be hidden. Mingyuan, listen well, you are the orphan of the Marquis of Zhenyuan. β
"Marquis Zhenyuan?" Shao Mingyuan muttered these three words, and a huge blankness rushed to his face, as if the huge wave had submerged him, and even his breathing was painful.
"That's right, it's the Changsheng general Zhenyuanhou who once guarded the Shanhaiguan. Twenty-one years ago, that is, in the fifth year of Mingkang, Lanshan took advantage of the aftermath of King Su's rebellion to participate in the Zhenyuan Marquis, and the emperor was furious, and issued an order to punish the entire Zhenyuan Marquis...... "Jing'an Hou told the past more than 20 years ago, and it took nearly an hour to stop.
Shao Mingyuan was already stunned, and muttered: "Are you saying that I am actually the son of the Marquis of Zhenyuan, who was rescued by you and a few soldiers back then, and even the great Confucian Qiao Zhuo gave his granddaughter to me because he knew that I was the orphan of the Marquis of Zhenyuan?" β
Jing Yuanhou nodded heavily: "Not bad." was able to save you at the beginning, and it was inseparable from Mr. Qiao's help. Ming Yuan, it can be said that your life was exchanged for the lives of many people, and it is very gratifying to see that you have fought against the Tartars and defended your family and the country all these years. We know it's all worth it. β
Shao Mingyuan's face changed suddenly, and his tone trembled slightly: "Father, what ...... Then your original second son......"
Speaking of this, Shao Mingyuan couldn't go on.
He really couldn't imagine how his father would repay it for the rest of his life if he really traded his son's life for his life.
Jing Yuanhou smiled lightly, his eyes full of love: "It's not what you think." The child was indeed born frail and died not long after birth. β
Shao Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then his heart hung again: "That mother-"
Jing'anhou smiled bitterly: "This matter, I can't help your mother first." Our second son died young, and your mother had a postpartum hemorrhage collapse at that time, and I didn't see the child a few times, I thought that using you to quietly take on the identity of the child, not worrying about leaking the identity, but also allowing your mother not to suffer the pain of losing her child, is the best of both worlds. It's a pity that I underestimated the acumen of a mother who discovered early on that you were not our second son. β
Jing Anhou closed his eyes, his eyes full of desolation: "Lanshan is as cunning as a fox, and he has never given up on tracking down your whereabouts in his early years. I don't even dare to make up the lie that you are an illegitimate child, lest I leak the slightest bit of information for him to see. After all, after all, people are not as good as heaven, after your mother and I made it clear, I had to say that you were the outer room and sent your mother to the Buddha Hall, but I didn't expect that it was broken in the hands of your eldest brother in the end. β