Su Chong felt a strong kindness rushing towards his face that could not be ignored.
Carrying the board and fists in memory, every inch of skin on his body trembled because of the familiarity.
What he was most afraid of was that his father would treat him differently just because he was the young master of the Flying Tiger Army.
He doesn't want any changes.
He likes the identity of the young master of Feihuzhai, the young master of Dongxiang Houfu.
The words "Eldest Young Master of Chongguo Gongfu" were too unfamiliar to him.
Looking at his son giggling.
Even the Marquis of Dongxiang did not dare to approach the ancestral hall of Duke Chongguo's mansion.
The elder brother's son was raised more like his son.
Su Chong inherited the talent of Xian Chong Guogong's son, he can learn everything quickly, and he can master everything at once.
However, he has been influenced by his ears and eyes since he was a child, and his temperament is more like Dongxiang Hou.
certainly.
Dongxiang Hou didn't think there was anything wrong with him.
"From the moment your mother held you in her arms, you have been my son," Dongxiang Hou said.
"You think that the addition of a father to the ancestors does not mean that I will lose a son."
"Your father and I are bandits, when will I pay back what I got?"
"But for so many years, what you have lost is far more than this mansion of the Chongguo Duke's Mansion. Dad will help you get it back."
"Now come with me to meet your other grandfather."
For Su Chong, he only has more relatives, not less.
He will be the young master of the Dongxiang Hou Mansion for the rest of his life.
Dongxianghou arranged for people to be optimistic about Dongxianghou's mansion, so he took Tang and Su Jin back to Jibeihou's mansion.
Standing in front of the gate of Jibeihou's Mansion, Dongxianghou looked at the plaque hanging on the gate.
He brought Su Yang back before, but he was only as the Marquis of Dongxiang, not a son.
Fifteen years ago, after the Flying Tiger Army was wiped out, he came back.
On that day, the Jibei Hou Mansion was organizing a funeral for him.
There was a wail.
He was covered in injuries, and he didn't dare to enter the mansion through the gate, but climbed over the wall.
He only saw Ji Beihou.
He wanted to rebuild the Flying Tiger Army, and the Marquis of Ji Bei 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 has an impatient and domineering temperament. When he was in the Flying Tiger Army, he was suppressed by the son of Xian Chongguo, so he was able to restrain himself a little.
Now that Duke Xian Chong is gone, no one can hold him back.
He stayed in the capital, and when he heard the gossip, he absolutely couldn't help wanting to hit someone.
What's more, at that time, the news of his funeral came back, and his fianc¨¦e retired and remarried.
The Marquis of Jibei was afraid that he would not be able to bear the blow, so he asked him to go to the border to find evidence of the killing of the Flying Tiger Army.
Only when the grievances are cleared, will it be possible to persuade the court to rebuild the Flying Tiger Army.
It's just that no one thought of¡ª¡ª
This time, it will be fifteen years.
The news of the death on the battlefield is convenient for Dongxiang Hou to act, so the Beibei Hou Mansion did not clarify the matter.
When her son died, Mrs. Shen was so sad that she fainted several times.
Seeing that his wife was losing weight day by day, the Marquis of Jibei told her the news that Marquis Dongxiang was still alive.
Except for Mrs. Shen, everyone else was kept in the dark.
Because the more people who know, the greater the possibility of leaking.
Even in the Northern Hebei Marquis Mansion, there is no guarantee that there will be no outsiders.
The fact that Dongxiang Hou is the second master of the Northern Hebei Marquis Mansion has already spread throughout the capital, and everyone in the Northern Hebei Marquis Mansion knows it well.
Although I can't believe it, but from the attitudes of Ji Beihou and Mrs. Shen, I know that this is true.
Seeing Dongxiang Hou and the Tang family at this moment, he hurried forward to pay his respects, and called the second master and second wife in a strange and cautious manner.
Inside the house, Mrs. Shen was sitting on the Luohan couch.
Young Master Su, the Ninth Prince, and Young Master Shen sat around on the small bed and asked questions.
Young Master Su looked at Mrs. Shen with unprecedented seriousness on his face, "Grandmother, is my father really your real son?"
"You have asked me several times," said Young Master Shen.
"I can't believe it," Young Master Su said.
"Why can't you believe it?" Mrs. Shen said kindly.
"My father's temperament is not at all the same as that of my uncle and third uncle, nor like my grandfather. Did he pick it up?" Young Master Su asked in a low voice.
? Young Master Su looks at youTell me the truth, I don't tell my dad's look.
Old Mrs. Shen couldn't help laughing.
indeed.
Dongxianghou's temperament is different from that of Master Shen and Master Shen.
Mentioning this, Mrs. Shen felt guilty, but at the same time very relieved.
Grand Master Shen is three years older than Dongxiang Hou.
When Mrs. Shen was born as Marquis of Dongxiang, Master Shen was in the process of enlightenment, Marquis of Jibei was busy with political affairs, and had to take care of his eldest son, so he had no time to take care of Marquis of Dongxiang.
However, not long after Dongxiang Hou was born, Mrs. Shen was pregnant with Third Master Shen again. She vomited whatever she ate, so she could only hand him over to the nanny to take care of.
Moreover, Third Master Shen gave birth more than half a month prematurely, and his body was weak when he was born. Mrs. Shen was afraid that he would not be able to support him, so she took care of him carefully and thoughtfully.
Just like that, the Marquis of Jibei couldn't take care of him, Mrs. Shen didn't take care of him, and neglected to discipline him, so the Marquis of Dongxiang became more mischievous as he grew up.
By the time Ji Beihou and Mrs. Shen realized it, it was already too late.
It is not so easy to change your temperament.
The Marquis of Jibei planned to correct his son's stubborn temper, but within half a month, the Border Gate started a war, and it has been two years since he left.
Where can Mrs. Shen take care of Dongxianghou.
Jumping up and down since he was a child, Dongxianghou's physical fitness is far better than that of Mr. Shen who was raised in a well-regulated manner, let alone Mr. Shen.
Whether it is studying literature or martial arts, Dongxiang Hou is better than the two of them.
But his strongest thing is to cause trouble.
When the Marquis of Jibei was away, and the Marquis of Dongxiang caused trouble, Mrs. Shen came to the door to make amends. When she came back, she punished him to kneel in the ancestral hall while crying herself.
After a few times, Dongxiang Hou didn't dare.
It's not that he didn't dare to cause trouble, but that he didn't dare to stab Mrs. Shen to know after causing trouble.
If I hit you, you are not allowed to file a complaint, otherwise I will beat you harder next time.
The servants were warned about Dongxiang Hou fighting outside, and he dared not tell Mrs. Shen.
Mrs. Shen thought that her son had changed his past and became very good.
When the Marquis of Jibei came back from the border, the Marquis of Dongxiang had already become the king of Kyoto
Looking at Young Master Su's curious eyes, Mrs. Shen really couldn't speak.
She couldn't tell him¡ª
His father and his eldest uncle and third uncle have very different temperaments, is it because they didn't manage well?
If you don't manage well, you will be smarter and more perseverant than those who have been carefully raised. This is a slap in the face in front of your grandson.
Mrs. Shen told Young Master Su the story of "The dragon gave birth to nine sons".
The Ninth Prince and Young Master Shen listened with great interest.
Young Master Su was a little absent-minded.
As soon as he finished speaking, Dongxianghou and Tang came in.
The Ninth Prince and Young Master Shen stared at Dongxiang Hou, and then at Young Master Su's face.
Back and forth several times.
Young Master Su couldn't hold back, and whispered, "See clearly, do I look like my father?"
The Ninth Prince hesitated to speak.
"To be honest," Young Master Su said anxiously.
"It doesn't look like much," the Ninth Prince whispered.
Young Master Su fell to the bottom of the valley with a heart.
Both eyes turned red.
It's over.
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