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Yan Yucheng is a person, and he is still a knowledgeable person, if he doesn't ask him, then she can't ask the other people in the village.

"The prince of the Dingguo Mansion? Oh, too, it was the prince before. Now that he is the Duke of Dingguo, you must not make such jokes again.

No, why would my father say such a thing to you? It's too imprudent, it's not like his style. ”

Yan Yucheng's brows subconsciously frowned slightly, Yan Shunhua's heart was beating "plopping", and he still asked hard in order to know the news.

I heard my grandfather say that the previous Dingguo Gong was very powerful, but now Dingguo Gong is a powerless scholar, just like our Yan family, and he has long lost the demeanor of the ancestors of the past. ”

Yan Yucheng sighed lightly when he heard this.

"It turns out that I was lamenting the fate of the family, so I told you? Father is really, people who don't know outside say that I raised you as a son, but in fact, he has always taught you as a grandson.

You are not afraid of the earth, and finally brought disaster to yourself, and now that you have finally come to your senses, you still don't want to think about how to change it?

I'm getting older, I have to set a family business for you as soon as possible, but fortunately, it's not too late, look carefully, and you can always find a satisfactory one. ”

Yan Shunhua was looked at by his loving father's gaze, and suddenly goosebumps broke all over his body.

"Dad, my daughter jumped directly from the age of twelve to the current seventeen, if you don't give me a little time to adapt and learn, and send me out of the door immediately, I will definitely lose the face of the family in the future.

Grandfather said, Lao Dingguo Gong advocates everything in advance, he will never fight unprepared battles, as the so-called knowing oneself and knowing the other side will win a hundred battles, and the name of the god of war is not in vain.

Although we are ordinary people, if we want to become better and make our family stronger, we have to start from ourselves, start from the details, and learn everything from people like them.

Well, it's also the same as the red who is close to Zhu and the black who is close to the ink. If we learn from great people, we will become even better one day. ”

Like a machine gun, she spoke very quickly to turn things around.

Yan Yucheng felt that this was something his father would say, but somewhere he felt a little weird.

Even if the fate of the Lamentation family is somewhat similar, but after all, it is just a trend, the Shen family is a behemoth, and the Yan family is fundamentally different from it.

Would his father make such a boring analogy, even to the point of talking to his young granddaughter?

"Father, he told you a lot of strange things about Dingguo Gong?"

Yan Shunhua nodded, anyway, even if she was exposed in the end, she should not be dragged out of the sinking pond now with his daughter's body, right?

She was a little hairy in her heart, but because it wasn't because of her that she caused the other party's death, she was also very frank.

"I said a lot, a lot, and my grandfather also said that it would be good to be able to go to the capital once in my lifetime.

Although the style of the old ancestral hall was like a cloud of smoke in the blink of an eye, the old Dingguo Gong had already driven the crane west to the west, but even if he went to see the places they had walked through, it would be fine.

It is also a heroic thing to go to see the Imperial Palace, to see the Dingguo Mansion, and to go to Yulin Mountain to take a handful of mercy springs, and drink a cup with the deceased in the long river of history. ”

Yan Yucheng fell into a daze again, he never thought that his father had really told her such a thing.

It sounds silly, but it is very real, it is indeed like a wish that Yan Hantang will have, a wish that will never be revealed to his son who cannot gain independence in life, and a wish that is unrealistic but will be revealed to his granddaughter who is young and ignorant of the world and is at a naïve and romantic age and is full of vitality.

It's just that there is a mercy spring on Yulin Mountain?

If it is world-famous, then he should also know, but he has never heard his father talk about it, nor has he seen it in books, and even Yulin Mountain, if it were not for the patches of hibiscus flowers planted by Dingguo Gong in the past ten years, he would not have known.

At the beginning in Fucheng, according to the description of the storyteller of the teahouse, it was planted by Dingguo Gong himself in order to mourn his deceased wife Shen Yan.

"There is a lesbian car, Yan Ru Shunhua. Will soar, Pei Ruqiongju. Bimei Meng Jiang, Xun Mei and Both. ”

The little-known Duchess of Dingguo from the countryside has a name that makes him feel thunderous-

Yan Shunhua.

Dingguo Gong loved his wife and became obsessed, except for galloping on the battlefield in his life, he only missed his wife, even if the Son of Heaven later gave him another marriage, but he openly refused to marry.

"She is not Yan Shunhua, and she is willing to die in order to ask the emperor to take back her fate. ”

At the beginning, Dingguo Gong unloaded the saber that never left his body in front of the palace, and said so in front of hundreds of officials.

Because of this, the name of the Duchess of Dingguo is famous all over the world, and a few years later, Yan Yucheng was struck by lightning, and he was in a panic for a long time.

As a result, there was no Huafa at that time, and the white head was finally white because of the little guy.

Yan Yucheng sighed.

"Where is the Spring of Compassion? Father, he just wants to drink the spring water there, just to mourn his ancestors? Why is it Yulin Mountain?"

When Yan Shunhua heard him ask, he secretly screamed in his heart.

The practice of going to the Spring of Compassion every year to pluck a handful of spring water to drink in order to mourn the ancestors is Shen Jingyuan's thoughts.

The so-called Compassion Spring is just a very ordinary spring, but according to Shen Jingyuan, it was named "Compassion Spring" because it was loved by the monks of Pudu Temple near Yulin Mountain, and it became famous for it.

But Yulin Mountain has always been the private land of the Shen family, so in fact, the so-called fame is only circulated in the circle of upper-class people, and outsiders do not know.

Yan Shunhua didn't expect that he would be pitted by Shen Jingyuan's casual introduction.

"I don't know, anyway, that's what my grandfather said, as if he said it, and this is also the unanimous thought of great-grandfathers and great-grandfathers. The Compassion Spring must be on Yulin Mountain.

Well, it may have been really famous back then, even if it wasn't recorded in the book, it must have been longed for by some people, just like our ancestors also knew and longed for it.

Otherwise, it would not have been possible for our family to go there for generations. ”

Their family still has such a simple common dream?

Yan Yucheng scratched his head, "Why did my father tell you but never mention it to me? If he wants to go, he can go directly."

I also traveled back then, but I was basically concentrated in the south, and I never thought of going to the north to see the road that my ancestors had walked. ”

"Then this time, when my mother and brother come back, our family will leave for the capital immediately, right?

Time is running out, and it is better to act than to move. ”

Yan Shunhua smiled slightly. Reading, a better reading experience.