Chapter 102: Changing Sons

The sun was just right, warm as the wind, and the light golden light sprinkled on Murong Ze's face, and there was a faint warmth between his eyebrows, diluting the strong and strong atmosphere.

Gu Jiayao looked up at the bottom of Murong Ze's deep eyes and refused to back down.

King Zhao pulled his beard meaningfully, it was lively, the capital was definitely lively!

The Queen Mother of the Two Palaces, the eldest princess of Yuning, they will all be curious about Gu Jiayao who can make Aze really look at each other.

I'm afraid that even his imperial brother, Emperor Yan Wen, who has long regarded Aze as his son, has to look at Gu Jiayao carefully and distinguish where Gu Jiayao is worthy of Aze's sideways.

The Murong family fought a lot, and the children of the family sacrificed a lot, but in the past, all the children of the Murong family or the children of relatives were like brothers.

Murong Jiaerlang, who is a parent, treats his brothers, cousins, and sons mostly as his own flesh and blood.

Later, the Murong clan sat in the world, and then there was a gradual change, the son is the son, and the nephew is the nephew.

But Emperor Yan Wen only has two princes, and he is not very old, and he is far less close to his son than he is to Murong Ze.

After all, Murong Ze was not only raised by him, but Murong Ze also made great contributions to his invasion of the Southern Dynasty Palace that day.

On the same day, Taizu once said that the first to break the palace of the Southern Dynasty is the emperor!

Without Murong Ze's birth and death, and his conspiracy to break the Yangtze River, the throne may not fall on the head of today's son.

Gu Jiayao felt the strange gazes of the people around her, and didn't want Murong Ze to stalemate any longer, so she spoke again: "His Royal Highness King Rui ......"

Suddenly, Murong Ze chuckled, "Tube, leave it to tube." ”

Miss Zhao's face was covered with a black cloud, "What qualifications does she have to care about me?" Lord Wang, don't be fooled by her. ”

"Gu Xi sells his reputation and pretends to have the style of the Wei and Jin dynasties, I have never seen Gu Xi strip naked, nor have I seen him sing on the graves of others, let alone drunk and practicing calligraphy...... He is just a passable-looking little white face, just learning ordinary, taking lust as a merry style, playing with women's feelings, he has a low character, he thinks of himself as high, and like his parents who are farming in the countryside, he can't be on the stage! ”

Gu Xi's eyes flashed gloomily, and he stripped naked? Grave singing?

Yaoyao didn't tell him that Wei Jin celebrities had such absurd words and deeds.

In the future, in order to maintain his character, will he also do these ridiculous things?

Gu Xi suddenly pulled out the sword hanging from his waist and pointed at Miss Zhao, "Don't insult my parents." ”

The ancients seemed to be like this, filial piety is greater than the sky?

The corner of Gu Xi's eyes swept over Gu Jiayao, did he do it right?

The old science and engineering can't afford to be injured, and if he knew that there was today, he would watch more costume dramas.

Gu Jiayao replied, I'm sorry, I don't know the expression of wow.

In a dynasty that she remembered that had not appeared in history, it was difficult for her to judge the customs and rules.

Miss Zhao leaned back, dodging the edge of the sword, and sneered: "I said something wrong? The four brothers, but only the brothers and nephews who can study since childhood, and the family is for the imperial examination, the brothers and nephews went to the field early to farm, for spending time in the city, and finally hoped to pass the examination and became an official, but because of the dispute with the same peak, he hung up the crown and left, and continued to go back to eat soft rice, regardless of the life and death of his parents and brothers! ”

"Nonsense, I'm willing to raise Xi'er, can I manage it?"

Old Lady Gu rushed in and slapped Miss Zhao hard.

She was dressed as a peasant woman, pungent and vulgar, and incompatible with the rich environment.

"Xi'er, my Xi'er."

She hugged Gu Xi and cried, without any image, tears and snot flowing.

"Motherβ€”"

"Where's the crazy woman?"

Miss Zhao rubbed her head, which was hit hard by the old woman.

Gu Jiayao forget it, can she still be bullied by her mother-in-law from the countryside?

"Come on, beat her up hard, and then drive me out, a superb lady who is partial to Gu Xi, regardless of the hard work of the rest of her sons, so partial to Gu Xi, hurts the hearts of other sons, and no one will send her to the end after careful care!"

The entourage guards wanted to step forward but didn't dare, Gu Xi had already hugged the old lady and protected her behind her.

Gu Jiayao wanted to help her father, but Murong Ze moved his footsteps to block in front of her.

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The two looked at each other again, and Gu Jiayao said irritably: "Get out of the way." ”

"She has her own son to stand up for her."

The corner of Murong Ze's eyes swept over, "Marquis Ning Yuan has arrived." ”

"Who dares to do it?"

Ning Yuanhou Gu Yuan walked over with steady steps surrounded by close guards.

Behind him were Gu Xi's brothers and nephews who seemed to be sleepwalking.

Old man Gu's face was as gray as death, his eyes were red, the thin old man was smoking a dry cigarette one by one, and occasionally involuntarily looked at Gu Xi with a look of longing and guilt.

"No, I don't admit it! I don't admit it! ”

Mrs. Gu grabbed Gu Xi's arm tightly, "He is my son, look, what kind of prince is that, how similar I am to Xi'er." ”

King Zhao: "......"

He really didn't see any similarities?

Gu Xi's appearance is as carefully carved by God, perfect and elegant, elegant temperament, and outstanding demeanor.

And Old Man Gu and his wife are ordinary people.

"Master Hou, please let me go, I will give the money and let our family go, I must have found the wrong door."

Mrs. Gu's body weakened, knelt down on her knees, and kowtowed to Ning Yuanhou again and again.

Ning Yuanhou curled the corners of his mouth bitterly, and his tall body stiffened for a moment.

"Mother, get up quickly, with her son here, no one can be hurt."

Gu Xi couldn't hold Mrs. Gu back, so she squatted down directly, "Mother, don't be afraid." ”

Ning Yuanhou looked at Gu Xi's perfect handsome face, the portrait was indeed inaccurate, and Gu Xi on that painting was not as good as a real person.

Murong Ze moved his steps to the side, and Gu Jiayao could see Ning Yuanhou clearly.

Princess Funing, the eldest son of the British princess, is also the mastermind behind the intention of destroying the Gu family?

Could it be that Marquis Ning would threaten his grandfather and grandmother?

Ning Yuanhou took a deep breath, lifted the hem of his clothes, and slowly knelt down, Gu Xi's brows furrowed, this is to make amends?

Ning Yuanhou held Mrs. Gu with both hands, and there was helplessness in his eyes, "Mother-just don't want to recognize her son?" ”

Everyone: "......"

They don't have auditory hallucinations?

Miss Zhao, who was closest to her, was stunned on the spot, the current Marquis of Ning Yuan, the British Duke Gu Yuan who inherited the title in the future, he was an important minister of the two dynasties.

Gu Yuan turned out to be born to a peasant woman she had insulted?

"Which black-hearted one is the mother! I'm not. ”

Old Lady Gu hurriedly went to see Gu Xi, "Xi'er, let's go home...... I don't know him. ”

Marquis Ning Yuan lowered his head and sighed: "I have the grace of childbirth, the grace of birth is more important than the grace of nurturing, my son will be filial to you, please give you a decree, don't you want to go to the capital to meet your grandchildren?" Although his son's appearance is ordinary, he is not as good as Gu Xi, but your granddaughter Gu Jiao is outstanding. ”

"I don't listen, I don't listen."

Old Lady Gu shook her head and covered her ears.

"You don't recognize me, but you can't help but think about Gu Xi, he always has to recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors."

Ning Yuanhou's expression was complicated, his nails were cut into his palms, and then he easily ripped off Gu Xi's clothes, saw the birthmark on his chest, and said with a wry smile: "Sure enough, it is the eldest son of the British duke." ”