"Big brother is really a good brother who loves his brother."

Han Ding's eyes were very cold, and the words he said were even colder, "In order to allow my three-year-old brother to temper his courage, Jiangmen Huzi, who has long been able to hunt on horseback, tortured my puppy to death like a newcomer who saw blood for the first time." ”

Han Yan's expression was uncomfortable for a moment.

Of course he knew that Han Nai would kill Han Ding's puppy, and it was definitely not for Han Ding.

Han Nai was either jealous of Han Ding's identity as a son-in-law, or wanted to teach Han Ding a lesson...... Anyway, Han Nai had no good intentions.

However, Han Ding is really useless.

Let him kill a dog, it is still a little milk dog that has just come out of the full moon, and he is still cowering and hesitating.

Besides, how many years ago was all this?

Han Ding is still lingering?

It's useless, it's just that, and you're so careful, it's too grudgeful!

I really don't have the bearing and mind of the Han family!

And so on –

Suddenly, Han Yan seemed to have thought of something.

His head turned inch by inch, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be about to eat people finally landed on Han Ding's body.

Instead of being frightened by Han Yan's terrifying momentum, Han Ding hooked the corners of his lips, revealing a shy and shy smile:

"The eldest brother is so friendly and fraternal, and as a younger brother, I naturally can't help but express it."

"Doesn't the eldest brother often say that Han Jiaerlang can fight well, and he is the most brave and good man on the ground immediately."

"So, I want to test my eldest brother's equestrian skills too-"

Speaking of which, I really don't need to say any more.

Han Yan guessed something just now, what did he not understand when he heard Han Ding's words at this moment?

"Brute! You little brute! That's your eldest brother, your father's own eldest brother! ”

"In your heart, your eldest brother is not as good as a dog?"

Han Yan stood up suddenly, like an angry tiger.

He waved two punching bag-like fists and swung towards Han Ding quickly.

Han Ding didn't dodge, he gently raised an arm, and he directly caught Han Yan's powerful fist.

Han Yan's eyes widened: "How is it possible?" You, you—"

Can you catch his fist?

Your own people know their own affairs.

Although Han Yan is over fifty years old, he has been practicing martial arts since he was a child.

He is very physically fit.

I don't dare to say that I killed the tiger with one punch, but this punch will have the strength of dozens of catties, to say the least.

As a result, Han Ding, a squeamish young master who looked weak, actually caught it easily.

"Father, I didn't expect it, in fact, I am the most authentic heir of the Han family."

Han Ding held Han Yan's fist and used a little force.

Han Yan's painful facial features were a little distorted, and his body couldn't help but tremble a little.

Hurt!

It was as if the hand was caught in iron pliers.

And what hit Han Yan the most was Han Ding's words, "Father, I was born with divine power!" ”

The first generation of the Han family, Zhenbeihou, was originally a farmer who cultivated the land.

But because of his great strength, when he was dragged to serve in the conscription, he was favored by a general who led the troops, promoted all the way, and made many military exploits, so that he had the subsequent Zhenbei Hou Han family!

After four generations, the divine power of the ancestor of the Han family was actually inherited from Han Ding, a seemingly weak young master.

Han Yan couldn't believe it: "Impossible! That's impossible! ”

He is the best son of the Han family, and he is the one who can bring supreme glory to the Han family.

Even if it's Da Lang, Han Yan can accept it.

Why is it Han Ding, who has been abandoned by him since he was a child?!

Han Yan was a little devastated, and some of the things he held on to and that he was proud of were shattered.

"And, father, do you really think you can do great things?"

"I'm not really a good general, but I've read history books—"

And in the dynastic changes in the history books, almost no general succeeded in rebelling.

Even if there is, it is the trend of the times, and the time has come for the dynasty to overthrow.

As for the current imperial court, although the old emperor is not very wise, he is not too dim.

The key is that the world is peaceful, and there is no big disaster.

If the people's lives can go on, there will be no large-scale civil unrest.

And if Han Yan starts an incident in the capital, he will come directly to the palace change, and he may have a chance to win the world.

The reality is that Han Yan's forces are in northern Xinjiang.

Northern Xinjiang is more than 1,000 miles away from the capital, and even if Han Ding brings 200,000 troops, it is impossible to successfully attack the capital.

Tsk, I don't read history books, I don't understand the situation in the world, just because I have some soldiers in my hands, I try in vain to subvert the court and establish a new dynasty, dreaming!

Han Yan: ......

Although Han Ding didn't say a lot of words, the contempt and ridicule in his eyes were too obvious.

Anger swelled in Han Yan's chest.

He really doesn't have the strength of Han Ding, an unfilial son and a wolf cub, but he won't admit defeat easily.

"Also, father, do you think that I alone can easily kill Han Nai?"

"It's been three months since you left Northern Xinjiang, do you think Northern Xinjiang can still be stable?"

The old emperor is not in good health, and he wants to help his son remove the biggest threat before he dies.

Empress Han was obviously helping, while Han Ding secretly handed over the knife, the old emperor cleared up some forces in the northern Xinjiang, it was not too easy!

"Rebel! You rebel! Northern Xinjiang is the foundation of the Han family, and you, as a descendant of the Han family, actually helped outsiders cut off the foundation of your own family? ”

Han Yan's eyes were cracked, and he couldn't wait to devour Han Ding alive in front of him.

Han Ding smiled, "The foundation of the Han family? Isn't it you who destroyed it? ”

If Han Yan was as peaceful as the old town of Beihou, instead of always thinking about uniting with the wealthy families in the north to do things, the old emperor should not be in a hurry to do it.

Han Yan did not retreat bravely, but continued to be powerful in the northern Xinjiang, which was destroying the Han family.

And—

"Besides, what does the Han family have to do with me? Father, don't tell me that you will pick me up and my mother from the capital before you start an incident in the future! ”

Han Ding was not a saint who repaid grievances with virtue.

Han Yan used him as a pawn to paralyze the imperial court, and he directly ruined Han Yan's "career".

Their father and son, even!

Burst!

Han Yan couldn't hold it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

His body, in the shortest possible time, quickly deteriorated.

Han Ding let go of his hand and let Han Yan fall to the ground with a bang.

He pulled out his handkerchief and carefully wiped the blood from his hands.

"Little brute, you, do you think that you helped the old emperor harm the Han family, you can, what kind of end will you have?"

Han Yan knew that he couldn't do it.

But he didn't want to let go of Han Ding, an unfilial son.

With blood foaming in his mouth, Han Yan said intermittently.

"No matter how miserable the end is, it shouldn't be so miserable as being pushed to the city gate, cutting off your head and sacrificing the flag."

Han Dingcai would not be frightened by Han Yan's few words.

He laughed.

Han Yan: ...... What a little brute, so articulate.

Han Ding saw Han Yan's unwilling look, and suddenly became interested.

He lifted the hem of his clothes, squatted down, leaned in front of Han Yan, and whispered: "Also, father, you don't really think that I have taken refuge in the old emperor, do you?" ”

To place a bet, you must choose promising potential stocks.

The old emperor is already declining, and Han Ding is not really stupid, how could he choose him?

When Han Yan heard this, a complicated expression appeared in his scarlet eyes.

This son, in a way, is actually very much like him.

It's a pity that I found out too late......