The future generations themselves are the children of the Han family, so why don't they dare to swear.

Han Jiang's face has never been more serious, as a descendant of the Jintang thousands of years later, kneeling in front of the ancestors and ancestors at this moment, Han Jiang said word by word: "Broken bones, protect me to the glory of China." ”

At this moment, Han Yanxuan had one more question in his heart.

What is the relationship between Han Jiang and Dayjintang?

It's not with the Han family, it's with Dayjintang.

Han Yan didn't ask, he knew that if he asked, it would be impossible for Han Jiang not to answer in this place, but if he asked Han Jiang and himself, what Han Jiang wanted to tell himself, he would say it the first time he mentioned Dayjin Hall.

So, don't ask.

Coming out of the ancestral hall, Han Yanxuan still didn't say a word, and took Han Jiang to a small side courtyard in the main courtyard.

It is a room where all kinds of collected materials are stored.

"Sit down, put some medicine on the blood on your head."

Wu Tie is a head catcher, he often deals with bruises and bruises, just now when he saw Han Jiang kowtowing and seeing blood, he had already prepared the medicine powder, which would give Han Jiang medicine, and then wrap it in a cloth.

After watching Wu Tie deal with it and retreat to the side, Han Yanxuan sat down and said to Han Jiang: "Tomorrow, you will return to Zhen'an Houfu as Li Xing, and your father's plan is like this......"

Without waiting for Han Yanxuan to finish speaking, Han Jiang said, "Don't go." ”

Han Yanxuan's face instantly darkened.

Han Jiang continued: "Han Gong ......"

Han Yanxuan slapped the table, looked at the table, and smashed a candlestick to the ground.

Han Jiang said, "I was wrong, Daddy. ”

"Yes." Han Yanxuan nodded at this time. Han Jiang said again: "Come on, take a hundred stoneware bowls." ”

Han Jiang is the young master, this sentence was opened, and in a blink of an eye, there were a hundred stoneware bowls on the ground.

Han Yanxuan's tone slowed down a little: "Since you know that you are wrong, whether you admit it or not, whether you admit that you are Li Xing or not, no, you are Han Jiang, tomorrow you will go back to Zhen'an Houfu as Li Xing, there are some arrangements for your father." ”

"Nope."

Han Jiang refused again: "I said that I was wrong, I said that the call was wrong, since I recognized the father-son relationship between my father and me, I called the wrong name just now, but it is wrong to go back to Zhen'an Mansion to wait, I don't agree." ”

"You."

Seeing that Han Yanxuan was about to get angry, Han Jiang picked up one and put it in Han Yanxuan's hand: "Daddy, you accept me as a son, you save my life, I recognize you as a father." But I'm not your dog, so I can't point to that bite. ”

Han Yanxuan grabbed the bowl and smashed it on the ground.

Han Jiang put another one on the table.

Seeing this scene, Han An, Han Si, and Wu Tie quietly retreated outside the house, and they felt that the atmosphere in the house was not quite right.

As soon as the three of them went out, Han Yanxuan scolded: "Rebel son, do you know how important Huainan East Road is to being a father?" ”

Han Jiang: "I've told the story, my father doesn't mind." ”

Han Yan pressed the fire: "Speak." ”

"There was a filial son driving, the blind mother sat in the car, the blind mother told to keep walking, but there was a ditch in front of him, and he could only pass by detouring. Listening to the words of the blind mother is filial piety, and not listening is unfilial piety. Keep walking, the mother and son will die, is this filial piety or unfilial piety? ”

Han Yanxuan grabbed the bowl and smashed it on the ground: "Bastard, my Han family is calling for wind and rain in Lin'an Mansion." ”

"If you can call the wind and rain, then you shouldn't beckon, Huainan East Road will kneel on the ground?"

"Bastard, bastard." Han Yan scolded and smashed the bowl on the ground, and Han Jiang handed the bowl one after another next to him.

Outside, Han An began to move in small steps, moving farther away. Han Si and Wu Song also hurriedly followed and moved into the distance.

This Han Mansion, Han Yanxuan said the same, Han Tongqing is in his fifties this year, and he is Han Yanxuan's nephew, and he didn't even dare to raise his head when he was scolded.

For the first time, someone dared to contradict Han Yanxuan, not only refuting it, but also daring to sarcastically say a sentence or two.

Absolutely ruthless.

Inside the house, Han Yanxuan suddenly sneered twice: "It's impossible to kill you, you can't do it for your father, but it's okay to beat you, family law." ”

"Hit me, you can't bear it."

"Why?"

"Because he injured me, even if I agree to go back to Zhen'an Houfu, it is not appropriate to go back with an injury."

You can't kill, you can't fight, so it's okay to scold a few words.

Han Yan rolled up his sleeves and picked up another bowl and smashed it on the ground, and when he was about to scold, Han Jiang suddenly said: "I won't go back, until I have confirmed enough news and intelligence, I won't go to Zhen'an Houfu stupidly." ”

"Bastard, my father has been in officialdom for many years! Not as knowledgeable as you? ”

"Daddy, you're only in the fifth grade."

"Bastard, bastard." Han Yanxuan began to smash the bowl again, and Han Jiang handed the bowl one after another.

Finally, Han Yanxuan pushed open the door and came out.

Then he turned around and threw down a sentence viciously: "Bastard thing, you said you should deal with it yourself, and the father will let you deal with it yourself, but the father doesn't want you to come back to cry and come back to help." After saying this, Han Yanxuan turned around and left.

Han Si and Wu Tie entered the house again.

But who would have thought that Han Yanxuan turned around and came back, pushed open the door and pointed at Han Jiang: "There is a better one in the house than the tea bowl you love, if you mess it, my father will smash the tea bowl in front of you." After saying this, Han Yanxuan flicked his sleeves and left again.

Han Jiang was stunned.

Han Si and Hao Tie are also stupid.

Soon after Han Jiang came back to his senses, he saw Han Si and Wu Tie coming to the door, Han Jiang said, "You two, can you let me stay alone for a while?" ”

"The little one is outside, and the young gentleman can summon the two of us at any time if he has orders."

Han Jiang nodded.

Standing in the room for a full five minutes, Han Jiang calmed down. Now he clearly knows that it is not a joke for Han Yanzhou to accept himself as a son, Han Yanxuan has no children and no daughters, and the aunt and grandmother of the person he saw today should be the sister of his grandmother's generation, and she is the queen mother.

This matter has been approved by the elders, and it is categorically impossible to be just a joke.

In the Song Dynasty, the relationship between father and son was not a matter of talk, it was a very serious matter, and an adopted son was equivalent to a son, which absolutely did not need to be doubted.

Han Jiang was holding a bowl and circling around the room, and he also thought about it seriously.

Huainan East Road is indeed a very valuable place, the front line of the fight against the Jin State, the value of grasping it in the hands is huge, and it seems that this matter needs to be done.

So let's take a good look at who Li Xing is and how valuable he is.

Looking at the piles of files, Han Jiang lit all four oil lamps and began to flip through them.

Li Xing, since he got the title of earl in the month, he is an inferior scumbag. This is Han Jiang's simplest and most direct understanding of this person who looks exactly like himself.

After turning a few pages, Han Jiang threw this book directly into the corner, and privately set up a bet to make the son of a certain five-grade petty official owe Li Xing thousands of dollars, this kind of thing will kill a person who is about to become an earl unless there is a lot of water in his head.