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Mrs. Zheng looked at Yuan Qing coldly, suddenly frowned, and asked her husband: "Why did Dalang lie to me?"

The man was startled and laughed dryly, "How dare I lie to my wife?"

Mrs. Zheng's eyes widened and glared at her husband, "You said you missed your family three years ago and didn't have to return home, so you did something to cheat. If you were pregnant for ten months, then the child was at most three years old, but does he look like he was three years old? He was obviously five years old. What are you not lying to me?"

"Madam, this... He was very fat when he was born. Just like when I was young, he couldn't read the foreign minister. He has his household registration here, you see!"

The man seemed a little afraid of his wife, so he rushed to hand over the household registration. Mrs. Zheng snorted and took the household registration away. But she didn't look at it, and asked Yuan Qing coldly, "What's your name? Why don't you kneel when you see me?"

Yuan Qing didn't like this family as soon as he entered the door. Although it was a wealthy house, it was far inferior to his uncle and aunt's care and love for him. This woman did not regard him as a three-year-old child. Three years old was just a sap year. In fact, he was only two years old. He should have held him in his arms to care for him. She actually asked him why he didn't kneel down?

Yuan Qing was angry, and he suddenly opened his mouth and cried. Since he was only three years old, he simply looked like three years old.

His crying sounded, which made Mrs. Zheng feel upset. If the old man hadn't insisted on bringing this evil son, she would never have let him enter his house. She could not bear it anymore and scolded in anger: "Shut up!"

Yuan Qing stopped crying and looked at his father blankly, as if saying, "You are the head of the family!"

After all, it was his own son, and the man couldn't bear it. He remembered that Pan Niang was infatuated with him, but unfortunately he died of illness and left only this child. He felt sad and had a little tenderness in his eyes.

"Yu Niang, the child is only three years old, you will scare him."

"Hmph! If you have your own sins, you will go back to me, what's the matter with me?"

There was no trace of pity in Mrs. Zheng's eyes. Her eyes were staring at Yuan Qing like an eagle, as if he was a piece of tender lamb. She said viciously: "I'll ask again, are you kneeling or not?"

Yuan Qing was angry. At worst, he could go back with his uncle and aunt again. He clenched his fists and looked at her without fear, "I won't kneel down to you!"

The man was also annoyed by his attitude. The trace of father-son tenderness just now disappeared. He slapped the table hard, "Damn it, you dare to be rude!"

At this time, Yuan Qing heard a cold voice coming from behind, "Are you looking at your son or interrogating the prisoner?"

The maids on both sides retreated to both sides, and the couple stood up in fear, "Father, why are you here?"

Yuan Qing turned around and saw a tall middle-aged man standing behind his hands. He was about fifty years old, with a high nose bridge, thin lips, and a sharp look like an eagle. He was wearing a purple robe and a jade belt. Although he was just standing there, there was a majestic momentum covering the whole room.

He looked at Yuan Qing, his eyes were slightly gentle, but his eyes turned to his son, and the frost in his eyes was condensed. He snorted unhappily and said to the man: "Xuangan, how did you explain to you to your father?"

‘Xuangan?’ Yuan Qing thought about it and suddenly knew who his father was? Yang Xuangan was a famous figure in the Sui Dynasty. Then his father, his grandfather, and the old man behind him, turned out to be Yang Su, a famous powerful minister in the Sui Dynasty.

When Yuan Qing was a child, he had been obsessed with listening to the long storytelling "Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties". In the book, Yang Su was also one of the treacherous ministers. In the novel, Yang Su celebrated her birthday on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, which attracted many heroes to Beijing for lanterns. His concubine Hong Fu Nu ran away with Li Jing that night. He still remembered it vividly. It turned out that his grandfather was Yang Su.

This middle-aged man was Yang Su, Duke of Yue. However, he was powerful for a while after Yang Guang ascended the throne. Now he served as the Inner Shiling for the great contribution of pacifying the Chen Dynasty. During the Tang Dynasty, the Inner Shiling was renamed the Inner Shiling, and was also one of the important officials of the court. The monks, the Left Pushe Gao Bing and the Right Pushe Su Wei, jointly took charge of the government affairs, which was the time when the holy family was prosperous.

It was his decision to take Yuan Qing back to the Yang Mansion. Although their Yang family is now Zhenglong, and their son Xuangan has also been named the Supreme General and is about to be transferred to the governor of Songzhou, he is very careful that he does not want to be impeached by the censor for his son's illegitimate son. He repeatedly told his son that there was no illegitimate son. Yuan Qing was born to a concubine, but his son forgot to instruct his wife. Now the whole mansion knows that the illegitimate son comes to his house, so why don't he be angry?

Yang Xuangan was named the Zhuguo for his father's military merits, and he was ranked second in the court with his father. Later, he retired to become the Supreme General and was also a minister in the court. However, he did not establish a palace independently. Yang Su liked to live together with his big family. His palace in the Duke of Yue Kingdom was enough to accommodate him and his son's tribe.

Yang Su walked into the room, restrained her anger, and sat down on the main couch without any hesitation. Yang Xuangan and Mrs. Zheng had to stand behind him. He waved to Yuan Qing and said softly: "Come to grandfather!"

Yang Su had a good impression of Yuan Qing. Just now, this little guy clenched his fists, as fierce as a little tiger, and was quite powerful. He was a general on the battlefield and liked such a strong child.

Yuan Qing knew that whether he would have a future in the Yang Mansion was the key to his performance at this time. Although he often used silence to cover up his maturity, if he could show it properly, he would not be a monster, but a child prodigy.

He immediately stepped forward and kowtowed three times respectfully, saying in a slight voice: "Sun's Yuanqing, kowtow to grandfather."

Seeing that he was calm, loud, and his mouth was extremely clear, he didn't look like a three-year-old child at all, he was a little unsure. He looked back at his son, meaning he asked him, have you confirmed it?

Yang Xuangan nodded. As soon as Yuan Qing entered the door, he noticed a red mole under Yuan Qing's left ear. This was his way to identify his son. Even Yuan Qing's mother didn't know. More importantly, he had only been away from Yuan Qing for a year, and he remembered clearly what Yuan Qing looked like.

Seeing that Yang Su had confirmed, he immediately fell in love with Yuan Qing, so he quickly pulled him up, hugged him in his arms and asked him with a smile, "Why are your name Yuan Qing?"

Yuan Qing leaned against Yang Su's arms and felt the strong muscles on his arms. His sharp and majestic aura enveloped him, which made him feel very depressed, but Yang Su's majestic smile showed another kind smile. This was the kind smile that his grandfather had for his grandson, which made him feel a little relieved.

"My mother said I was born on the New Year's Day, so I'm called Yuanqing." This was what my uncle told him on the way.

Yang Su killed people like numb and blood, and his heart was as cold as a stone, but at this time he felt the child's tender body. This was his grandson, with his blood flowing, which made him feel a hint of warmth in his heart. He smiled and nodded, and asked again: "Do you know who his grandfather is?"

"I know that my grandfather is Duke Yue." Yuan Qing had just realized that the first seal character on the plaque should be 'Yue'.

Yang Su was slightly stunned, and was a little surprised, "Who told you?"

Yuan Qing waited for his words, and immediately put on a cute smile, "Didn't the plaque on the gate say? Yue Guogong Mansion."

At this moment, not only Yang Su was stunned, but even Yang Xuangan and Mrs. Zheng looked at each other, with incredible eyes. The three-year-old child could actually recognize seal characters!

"Yuan Qing, who taught you how to read?" Yang Su asked him slowly.

"It was my mother who taught me that she had recognized many words and could recite poems."

He immediately recited with silence: "Chile River, under Yinshan Mountain, the sky is like a dome, covering all the fields..."

Smart children are always loved by everyone. Yang Su originally wanted to comfort Yuan Qing's young mind, but unexpectedly he was attracted by him. He was very interested in Yuan Qing. He stroked his long beard lightly and tested him with a smile, "Have your mother told you, is your grandfather the Duke of Yue?"

Yuan Qing shook his head and gave it a flattery without any trace. "Mom has never said it, but my grandson heard people all the way, saying that Duke Yue is the world's greatest hero, but his grandson doesn't know that he is his grandfather."

Although this fart is simple and straightforward, it is very powerful. The key is to see who says that if a thirty-year-old adult says this, it will be disgusting to hear it, but from the mouth of a three-year-old child, the effect is completely different. Its authenticity is convincing. Yang Su was overjoyed and stroked his beard and laughed, "Good child, he is such a child prodigy!"

Mrs. Zheng next to her secretly complained that this child is a personal sperm. If you continue, the old man will be confused by him. She coughed dryly and said with a smile: "Father, don't know how to place him?"

Yang Su didn't like this daughter-in-law very much because her aunt was Yang Su's ex-wife, a famous shrew. One night in the fourth year of Kaihuang, Yang Su and his wife quarreled in bed at night. Yang Su angrily scolded her, "If I were the emperor, I would never let you be the queen."

His wife was not willing to be outdone, so the next day he told Emperor Yang. Yang Su was dismissed. If it weren't for the attack on Chen Chao, his career would have ended. Soon after Zheng passed away, Yang Su married He Ruobi's sister, but he was still resentful of his ex-wife and disliked his eldest son and daughter-in-law.

Yang Su turned around and glared at his daughter-in-law fiercely, "This child's mother has passed away, so of course it is left to you to raise. Do you still need to ask? Teach him well and I will check it out."

Yuan Qing shouted that something was wrong. He was afraid of being abused by Mrs. Zheng, so he tried his best to flatter the old man. Unexpectedly, the result of flattery was to ask Mrs. Zheng to raise him. His lips moved and he had no choice but to let the main house raise him. This was the result of his grandfather valued him.

He had no choice but to comfort himself, and grandfather would come to check it out, maybe she would not dare to abuse him.

Yang Su had something to do, so he took out a jade pendant and hung it around his neck, and smiled and said, "The first time we met, this is the meeting gift from my grandfather."

He ordered his son a few more words and turned around and left. As soon as Yang Su left, Mrs. Zheng's face immediately became gloomy and she said to her husband coldly: "I won't raise him, you can do it yourself!"

She also turned around and left the side door. Only Yuan Qing and Yang Xuangan were left in the room. Yang Xuangan felt very embarrassed. Although Yuan Qing would like his father, he felt relieved, but he did not dare to offend his wife. The tradition of men in the Sui Dynasty fearing their wives has a long history, and Emperor Yang Jian is the representative figure.

The father and son stared at each other. After a while, Yang Xuangan didn't expect a good idea. At this moment, a two or three-year-old girl rode a bamboo horse and happily ran past the door of the yard, shouting 'Go!Go!'

Yang Xuangan's eyes lit up, he had a way.

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Chapter completed!