As soon as I heard his father speak. ~with~dream~small~say~щ~suimеng~lā

Su Chong felt a strong and incomprehensible cordiality rushing to his face.

With the plates and fists in my memory, every inch of skin in my body trembled familiarly.

What he feared the most was that because he became the young master of the Flying Tiger Army again, his father would treat him differently.

He didn't want anything to change.

He likes the identity of the young master of Feihu Village, the eldest young master of Dongxiang Houfu.

The words "Young Master of Chongguo Mansion" were too unfamiliar to him.

Looking at his son and smirking.

The Marquis of Dongxiang did not dare to approach the ancestral hall of the Chongguo Mansion.

The eldest brother's son was raised more like his son.

Su Chong inherited the talent of the prince of Chongguo, and he learned everything quickly, and he could understand it at one point.

But since childhood, his temperament is more like Dongxianghou.

Of course.

Dongxiang Hou didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

"From the moment I hugged you in your mother's arms, you were my son," Dongxiang Hou said.

"If you admit that your ancestors have returned to your ancestors and have a father, it doesn't mean that I will lose a son."

"Your father and I are a bandit, when will I return the things in my hands?"

"But after so many years, what you have lost is far more than this Chongguo Mansion mansion, and Dad will help you get it back."

"Now come with me to meet your other grandfather."

For Su Chong, he only has more relatives, no less.

He will be the eldest young master of Dongxiang Houfu for the rest of his life.

The Marquis of Dongxiang arranged for someone to be optimistic about the Marquis of Dongxiang, so he took the Tang family and Su Jin back to the Marquis Mansion in northern Hebei.

Standing in front of the gate of the Northern Hebei Hou Mansion, Dongxiang Hou looked at the plaque hanging on the gate.

He came back with Su Yang before, but he was only as a Dongxiang Marquis, not a son.

Fifteen years later, after the Flying Tigers were wiped out, he returned.

On that day, the Hou Mansion of Northern Hebei was holding a funeral for him.

There was a wail.

He was covered in wounds, and he didn't dare to enter the house through the gate, but through the wall.

He only saw the Marquis of Jibei.

He wanted to rebuild the Flying Tiger Army, and the Marquis of Jibei told him that the Flying Tiger Army was wiped out this time, and there would be no more Flying Tiger Army in the imperial court.

He is impatient and domineering, and when he was in the Flying Tiger Army, he was pressed by the prince of Chongguo first, and he was able to restrain himself.

Now that the prince of Xian Chongguo is gone, no one can suppress him.

He stayed in Kyoto, and when he heard those gossips, he couldn't help but want to hit someone.

What's more, at that time, his funeral training was passed back, and his fiancée quit the marriage and remarried.

The Marquis of Jibei was afraid that he would not be able to withstand the blow, so he asked him to go to the border to find evidence of the murder of the Flying Tiger Army.

Only by washing away the grievances can it be possible to persuade the imperial court to rebuild the Flying Tiger Army.

It's just that no one thought -

That's fifteen years.

The news of his death on the battlefield was convenient for Dongxiang Hou to act, so the Northern Hebei Hou Mansion did not clarify this matter.

Her son died, and Mrs. Shen was in pain and fainted several times.

Seeing that his wife was getting thinner, the Marquis of Jibei told her the news that the Marquis of Dongxiang was still alive.

Except for Old Madam Shen, everyone else was kept in the dark.

Because the more people who know, the more likely it is to be leaked.

Even if it is the Northern Hebei Hou Mansion, there is no guarantee that there will be no outsiders.

The fact that Dongxiang Hou is the second master of the Northern Hebei Hou Mansion has already spread throughout Kyoto, and the Northern Hebei Hou Mansion is clear to everyone.

Although I couldn't believe it, I knew from the attitudes of Ji Beihou and Old Madam Shen that it was true.

At this time, seeing Dongxiang Hou and Tang's family, he hurriedly stepped forward to say goodbye, and shouted the second master and the second wife cautiously.

Inside the house, Mrs. Shen sat on the Luohan couch.

Young Master Su and the Nine Emperor Princes, as well as Young Master Shen, sat around the small pestle and asked.

Young Master Su looked at Old Madam Shen, her little face was unprecedentedly serious, "Grandmother, is my father really really your biological son?" ”

"You've asked several times," Young Master Shen said.

"I can't believe it," Young Master Su said.

"Why can't you believe it?" Old Madam Shen said kindly.

"My father's temperament is not at all different from that of the eldest uncle and the third uncle, and he is not like his grandfather, did he pick it up?" Young Master Su asked in a low voice.

Young Master Su said with a look that you are honest with me, I don't tell my father's expression.

Old Madam Shen couldn't help laughing.

Truly.

Dongxianghou's temperament is different from that of Master Shen and Master Shen San.

At the mention of this, Old Madam Shen felt guilty, but at the same time she was very relieved.

Master Shen is three years older than Dongxiang Hou.

When Mrs. Shen gave birth to the Marquis of Dongxiang, Master Shen was enlightening, and the Marquis of Northern Hebei was busy with political affairs, and he had to take care of his eldest son, so he had no time to take care of the Marquis of Dongxiang.

Not long after Dongxianghou was born, Mrs. Shen was pregnant with Shen San, and she could only hand him over to the nurse to take care of.

Moreover, Master Shen San was born half a month prematurely, and his body was weak when he was born, and Mrs. Shen was afraid that he would not be able to support him, so she took care of him carefully and thoughtfully.

In this way, the Marquis of Jibei couldn't take care of it, the old lady Shen couldn't take care of it, and he neglected to discipline him, and the more Dongxiang Hou grew up, the more naughty he became.

By the time Ji Beihou and Old Madam Shen realized it, it was already too late.

The development of temperament is not so easy to change.

The Marquis of Ji Bei planned to correct his son's stubborn temperament, but it had not been half a month, and the war broke out at the border, and it was two years since he went.

Where did Mrs. Shen take care of Dongxianghou.

Jumping up and down since childhood, Dongxiang Hou's physical fitness is far better than that of Master Shen, who was raised in a decent manner, not to mention Master Shen San.

Whether it is learning literature or martial arts, Dongxiang Hou is stronger than the two of them.

But his strongest is still causing trouble.

The Marquis of Jibei was not there, the Marquis of Dongxiang was in trouble, Mrs. Shen came to the door to make amends, and came back to punish him for kneeling in the ancestral hall, while she cried.

After a few times, Dongxiang Hou didn't dare.

It's not that he doesn't dare to cause trouble, but he doesn't dare to make trouble and stab Old Madam Shen to know.

If I beat you, you are not allowed to sue, otherwise you will be beaten even harder next time.

Dongxiang Hou was fighting outside, and his subordinates were warned, and they didn't dare to tell Old Madam Shen.

Old Mrs. Shen thought that her son had changed his past and become very well-behaved.

When the Northern Marquis of Hebei came back from the border pass, the Marquis of Dongxiang had become a tyrant in Kyoto.

……

Looking at Young Master Su's curious eyes, Old Madam Shen was really hard to speak.

She couldn't tell him—

His father and his eldest uncle and third uncle are very different in temperament, because they didn't take care of it, right?

If you don't care about it, you are more intelligent and persevering than those who are well-raised, and this is slapping yourself in the face in front of your grandchildren.

Old Madam Shen told Young Master Su the story of "The Dragon Gave Birth to Nine Sons".

The Nine Emperor Princes and Young Master Shen listened with relish.

Young Master Su was a little absent-minded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dongxiang Hou and Tang walked in.

The Nine Emperor Princes and Young Master Shen stared at Dongxiang Hou, and then at Junior Master Su's face.

Back and forth several times.

Young Master Su couldn't hold it back, and whispered, "Do you see clearly, do I look like my father?" ”

The Nine Emperors wanted to speak and stopped.

"To tell you the truth," Young Master Su said hurriedly.

"Not really," the Nine Emperor Princes whispered.

Young Master Su's heart snapped and fell to the bottom.

Both eyes turned red.

Finished.

He may not be biological either.

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