How to say this...

The father only has his own son, although he always says: Kang'er, do whatever you like, as long as you are happy.

Over the years, the father has been doing this. When he was a child, as long as he could make his mother smile, the father would reward him and agree to him no matter what kind of request it was. If he was a little unhappy, he would say that if he was not good at serving him, the servant who served him would have to lose half his life.

In the palace, the father does not allow anyone to disobey his little master. If you say that this is not about pampering, what is pampering? Who loves his father so much... I am afraid that I really just think I like the world.

Thinking of this, he could no longer be at ease. Some things were imminent and could not be delayed at all.

He got up before dawn and called two guards to come in to wash. He said goodbye to Mu Nianci at dawn. Mu Nianci said, "I can't say my father will be back in the past two days."

Wanyan Kang had no intention of seeing him. He didn't think he had much ability. He also saw those who were truly capable. He didn't talk much, but he was not blind. The village in front of him was a shrinking city, and he had finished reading all the things he wanted to see, and it was meaningless to keep it.

He was anxious and kept talking to Mu Nianci as he was polite: "I will have to come over to ask the teacher in the future, and it will be the same when I see you again. Please ask the girl to say hello to Mr. Yang on behalf of Xiao Wang, we will have a date in the future."

Mu Nianci nodded with a smile, and when he watched the person get on the boat, he could only see a shadow from afar, then turned around and came back.

Long'er was locked in the yard for several days and had been impatient. At this moment, the guest left, and she stumbled and ran out. She ran a few steps to see if her mother was following her. They had a purpose, and the destination was the group of chickens, ducks and geese. They all flapped their wings and flapped the dust, and she was happy.

Mu Nianci reached out and picked her up, saying to Lin Yutong: "This little prince doesn't look like a golden man."

Perhaps because of his different identities, Wanyan Kang did not show much frivolity.

Lin Yutong smiled and said nothing. She didn't plan to tell Yang Tiexin and Mu Nianci for the time being that this person was Yang Kang. She had to wait, the time was not ripe.

But when Wanyan Kang left the town, he did not wait for Ouyang Ke. This guy was like a brain problem. He floated around the lake all day long, and was talking about Xiaoyao Immortal. He didn't care about the other party, and just took his people back to the Bianjing Palace with his horse.

At this time, Wanyan Honglie had just returned.

Wanyan Kangxin was very enthusiastic. Before she could go to the back to pay tribute to her mother, she went to the study first.

In the study, Wanyan Honglie was talking to his staff. When he heard that his son was coming, he stopped talking and asked the staff to go out first. Wanyan Kang and several gentlemen walked face to face.

To be honest, he rarely deals with these gentlemen living in this mansion. He is familiar with the gangsters who are kept in the mansion. But for these gentlemen, he only knows who is who.

They walked face to face each other, and they saluted politely, Wanyan Kang nodded reservedly, and then the other party waited for him to enter the study before they all got up and left.

At this time, Wanyan Kang was thinking, what about these aides compared to that gentleman? He was thinking about finding an opportunity to visit one or two in the future. He was thinking about it, but when he heard his father say, "Cang'er's journey is going smoothly? Have you gone to see your mother? She is afraid she is thinking about you these days."

My mother has been living in that hut and dirt house all day for more than ten years, and it should be nothing.

He smiled and said, "My son went out for a while and had gained some knowledge and wanted to say something to his father, so he came first as soon as he entered the door."

Wanyan Honglie looked at his son's dust and pretended to be angry and said, "Just look at you doing this, you still haven't grown up. For big things, you should be steady in advance and retreat."

"Yes!" Wanyan Kang responded and sat down. After ate half a bowl of tea from the servants, he couldn't wait to reorganize the Fourth Master to him in his language and said it to Wanyan Honglie, "...The land of the mountains and rivers cannot be discarded! Otherwise, we will have no way out! Now, Mongolia Temujin is ambitious, while the state of Song is in a corner, and there is no enterprising intention to go north to recover the lost land..."

Wanyan Honglie understood, "You mean to change your previous strategy for the Song State?"

"Yes!" Wanyan Kang smiled and said, "As long as you connect with Song State and get along with Xixia, just two iron and salt items can hold him back Temujin..."

Wanyan Honglie didn't say anything, but just looked at his son with a smile and asked: "Can Kang'er's martial arts improve recently?"

Wanyan Kang was stunned for a moment: "My son... was running all the way, but he was negligent."

Wanyan Honglie stood up and patted his son: "Don't give up halfway. Go back to pay your respects to your mother, so just take a break early. After going out, I was tanned. Dad and your mother are really worried about you. We are in the mansion and accompany your mother during this period."

Wanyan Kang opened his mouth and realized after a while. After talking for a long time, Daddy sent him away. He was a little anxious: "Dad!"

Now that he is an adult, he still calls him Dad in private, but when someone else is talking about serious business, he calls him Dad.

When he was anxious, he called Daddy again. Wanyan Honglie laughed: "Our little ponies are anxious to grow up! OK OK! Daddy knows, Daddy will definitely consider what you said. The things in the court are not as simple as you think, and the emperor can not accept all the words of the father. You don't understand these things yet, go ahead! There are Daddy. Kang'er, Daddy is only you, just a son, and everything in the future will be yours. What you can think of or can't imagine, Daddy thinks about you. Your mother always says she hopes for your safety and health. Daddy and your mother have the same mind, and always hope that everything you want will come true. Don't worry, as long as you want, Daddy will give you all, and he will definitely satisfy you."

Wanyan Kang looked at his father's eyes that were red, and said nothing, and took a back and came out of it.

After stepping out of the study, a sentence rang in his ear for no reason: Everything has a reason.

The father’s attitude...is very strange!

Of course there is a reason for this! But what is the reason?

He walked all the way to the backyard, and the servants on the road saw it from afar, bowing their heads and taking their respect to the extreme.

When he walked to this thatched hut, he stopped again: If the mother was thinking about her mother's family, then it would have been too long. Who in the world does not lose her parents, and who lost her parents like her mother?

I don’t know why, but I didn’t think deeply about the problem before, but now I just think about it. No matter how I think about it, I feel that it’s wrong. If I think about it again, I feel that it’s inconsistent everywhere.

His father loved his mother, but he allowed his mother to live here to be compassionate. He shook his head, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and pushed open the wooden door and went in.

My mother was still sitting there, constantly rubbing Tieqiang with a veil bit by bit. Seeing that he was coming, my mother immediately smiled and put Tieqiang carefully before coming over: "Call me, let me see, why have I lost so much weight?"

Wanyan Kang's eyes fell on the qiang, and then slowly looked away. Seeing the handkerchief half embroidered on the side, he picked it up and took a look: "Mom not only has good writing, but also the embroidered characters are beautiful."

Bao Xiruo patted his son: "This is a veil for you, but Juanxiu is not good."

Wanyan Kang leaned over and said, "It's good if my son thinks it's good." He said in a casual tone: "Who did you learn the word "Mom" from? Look closely and it's a bit more charming."

Bao Xiruo smiled and said, "Who can I learn from? I just wrote a few random words with your grandfather. Your grandfather is a teacher in a private school in the village, and my mother often learns it when listening and watching..."

Wanyan Kang was shocked, and the handkerchief in his hand was almost torn to pieces: Grandpa is a teacher, so this is the family that is passed down through farming and reading. Song State has always valued literature and over military affairs, and the children of scholars will never go to dance with swords and guns. Then this iron qiang is not a relic of grandpa’s family!

But if it weren't for the relics of my grandfather's family, who could have been remembered by my mother so much?

My mother always said that this is her home.

This thatched hut is her home. Where can a woman have a home besides her parents’ home?

He slowly got up, looked at his mother deeply, and said, "Mom, my son is thirsty."

No one is allowed to come in here, and there is no servant to serve him. The mother does not allow him to move the things inside, especially the tea bowls and teapots, for fear that they will be broken and there will be nothing again.

When Bao Xiruo heard this, he got up and poured water for his son.

Wanyan Kang approached the qiang and saw an inconspicuous word "Yang" at the head of qiang! He suddenly said "coaxed" in his mind, remembering that when he mentioned the name Yang Yuanzhen in the study earlier, his father said: Is his surname Yang?

At this moment, an unspeakable anger surged up!

Mother is missing a man, a man who is not his father!

How could she do this? The son saw how the father treated her. He even moved the yard as it was for her. He used to think that this was the house where his mother lived in her parents' home before she got married, but in fact everyone said that. Princess Zhao was a Han Chinese, and was born in poverty. She still liked to live in thatched houses after becoming a princess. He had heard these gossips, so he felt that his mother missed her family half and half missing her homeland. Being a princess in an enemy country, this awkwardness should be understood. But now it seems that it is not that kind of thing.

She didn't miss her hometown, she clearly missed a wild man named Yang.

Bao Xiruo poured water over and saw his son in front of Tieqiang, he was shocked: "Kang'er, didn't you say it? Don't move the things in it."

Wanyan Kang took a deep breath, did not question, said nothing, and turned his back to his mother: "Son... suddenly became a little tired, so go back to rest first."

Without waiting for Bao Xiruo to speak, Wanyan Kang turned around and left with big strides.

After returning to the room, he kicked the table away, and the ornaments on it were broken all over the floor. Two maids came in, and Wanyan Kang cursed with red eyes: "Get out!"

The two maids quickly left the house and closed the door.

The moment he closed the door, Wanyan Kang felt like a trapped beast, trying to vent his anger and want to vent his anger, but he couldn't vent his anger. Even the father was not wronged, so why did he feel wronged?

But I felt so frustrated that I almost couldn't breathe.

I couldn't sleep at night, so I went to the backyard alone, where there was a master. I wanted to find a master to play against him, but suddenly I thought of something.

The female master I later worshipped is definitely more martial arts than the seven sons of Quanzhen. Even if the seven people unite, they may not be able to withstand her? Such a person needs to be careful when hiding in the royal palace. So, the stinky Taoist master who teaches him will enter and exit the royal palace... Does the father know or don't know?

It has been so many years since I came and went, and the royal family has not noticed it at all? My father has never even asked!

Yes! I have learned a lot of things, and I have learned some martial arts. But is the internal strength of Quanzhen Sect so difficult to recognize?

He felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat!

Why did Qiu Chuji, a Song man who hated the Jin people to the core, secretly teach himself the martial arts of the little prince of the Jin Kingdom. Such things as internal skills and mental methods are not taught by his own disciples, but are not taught by him. Why did he teach himself? He even secretly teach him!

Moreover, the father did not know whether this matter was true or false.

When he thought of this, he felt that he was even unable to breathe. He thought of that gentleman!

Is that gentleman's proposal wrong? Judging from the current situation of Daejin, it is definitely worthy. He did not say that it was the gentleman's idea, but said that it was his own meaning, and then what the father said?

The father avoided talking!

Better to Song State, is it unhappy for your father?

No, no! The father asked himself if his martial arts were beneficial. He was afraid that he was suspicious. He heard something from the Taoist master and was influenced by them, so he came back and said something beneficial to the State of Song.

And how did I answer? I said that I was running all the way and my martial arts were wasted. Wouldn't that say that I didn't see the Quanzhen teacher? That is to say, this suggestion that seems to be beneficial to State Song was proposed by me.

So, because of this... the father is unhappy?

If so... a terrible thought suddenly flashed in his mind, which made him feel absurd... but he also vaguely felt that he was probably not far from the truth.

Why not ask yourself to go to the army to experience it?

Why not ask yourself to get involved in the court?

Why did he just give a suggestion that seemed to be beneficial to the State of Song and make his father unhappy?

If it's what you think, then all of this will have the answer!

The father loves himself, but he loves a child, but he will never love a prince.

This perception made him feel dizzy and straight and erect.

At this moment, the one standing in front of Lin Yutong and the Fourth Master was Qiu Chuji.

He lobbies around for anti-jin. He heard that Shandong had another tenth duke, so he came to him. Unexpectedly, when he entered the town, he saw his former apprentice Yin Zhip.

As for what this said to the former master and apprentice, Lin Yutong had no idea, but this man handed in the post through Lu Donglai's hand, so he had to accept it.
To be continued...