"Sad, kneel down!"

In the room, Yang Xuan was furious and stared at Yuan Qing, and was so angry that he was about to spit out the fire.

Yang Xuangan was the governor of Songzhou at that time. Because of the New Year, he returned to Beijing to attend the clan festival and would go back to Songzhou tomorrow. Unexpectedly, the day before leaving home, his incompetent son caused trouble for him again.

Yang Xuangan almost forgot about Yuan Qing. On New Year's Eve, because Yuan Qing and Yang Wei fought with rewards, he remembered that he had an illegitimate son.

When he saw him for the second time, Yuan Qing beat Yang Wei again. Originally, Yang Xuangan was chatting with his brother Yang Xuanzhao, but Yang Jishan led his son Yang Wei to complain, which made the harmonious warmth of the brothers in the room disappear.

Yang Su had six sons, three of whom were legitimate sons, Xuangan, Xuanzhuan, Xuanzong, and three concubines, Jishan, Wan Shi and Xingren. Among them, Yang Jishan was a little older and had a slightly higher status.

At this time, Yang Wei was held hands by his father Yang Jishan and stood beside Yang Xuangan. Yang Wei was beaten to the point of blood, half of his face was covered in blood, his face was extremely ferocious, his hair was disheveled, and his new brocade robe was torn apart. The might of the King of North Wei was gone, but he looked like a blood-drinking chicken.

Yuan Qing knelt at the door, lowered his head and said nothing. As he expected, his father might not be really angry, but to give Yang Jishan face, he had to amplify his three-point anger into seven.

Yang Xuangan was also very annoyed. He was leaving tomorrow. His younger brother even came to complain, saying that his son beat his son. How big a thing was, he didn't know the importance of it at all, but he had to give Yang Jishan a face, and Yuan Qing always caused trouble for him, so he should teach him a lesson.

He slapped the table, "You are not apologizing yet!"

Yuan Qing would rather be beaten than apologize. He said hatefully: "There is no love for no reason, and no hatred for no reason in the world. Why doesn't my father ask the reason?"

"You dare to talk back!"

Yang Xuangan scolded again. He just wanted to send Yang Jishan away earlier. He would not care about Yuan Qing's grievances at all, nor would he listen to his explanation. He felt even more annoyed when he saw Yuan Qing refused to apologize and admit his mistake.

But Yang Xuanzhao, the second brother next to him, was very interested in Yuan Qing's words. He whispered back, "There is no love for no reason in the world, and no hatred for no reason," Yes, this sentence is a bit interesting, and this child is quite good at saying it.

He smiled and smoothed out the situation, "Brother, isn't it normal for children to fight? I remember when we were young, we had a lot of fights, and no one ran to my father to complain, so we didn't have to get so angry."

His words were not only to Yang Xuangan, but also to ridicule Yang Jishan as accused him of making a big fuss. Yang Jishan blushed. He heard that there was a thorn in Yang Xuanzhao's words. He didn't want to be too troublesome, but today his son was beaten hard, so he couldn't swallow his breath.

Yang Jishan said coldly: "My son was beaten to the point of bleeding. If he hadn't run fast, his life would have been lost. Would it be worth the fury to have to be killed?"

Yang Xuangan also knew that he had to give his fourth brother a face today. No matter what, he was the eldest son of the Yang family and had the obligation to strictly discipline his son.

His face darkened, and he didn't give Yuan Qing a chance to explain, and shouted sternly: "Drag him down and beat him twenty sticks!"

Two servants came up next to him and wanted to drag Yuan Qing. Yuan Qing struggled desperately and shouted: "Father, he insulted me as a wild child first. If I don't resist, I will be beaten to death by the six of them. Why doesn't my father distinguish the truth?"

"Beast, do you still dare to blame me?"

Yang Xuangan originally wanted to give Yang Jishan a face, but Yuan Qing actually said that he couldn't tell the truth, and the three words "wild child" made him unable to get off the stage. He was furious and slapped the table repeatedly, "Drag it down, beat this evil man to death!"

When Yang Xuanbao saw that his elder brother was furious, he quickly advised: "Brother, he is still a child. If you take twenty sticks, you will kill someone. Just a little warning!"

But Yang Jishan exclaimed in his heart that he was teased by Yuan Qing two years ago and had been resentful. It would be better to beat this little bastard to death today and give him anger. He pretended to say, "If you really make things difficult for brother, forget it, I will feel wronged."

"no!"

Yang Xuangan flatly refused, "This little beast has caused many disasters. If he doesn't restrain himself since he was a child, he will kill me when he grows up. Today, he must teach him a lesson and drag him on and beat me!"

When Yang Xuanbao saw that his elder brother was ruthless, he couldn't help but know that, so he shook his head, sighed, and stopped talking.

Originally, the two servants were just pretending to be dragging themselves, not really dragging Yuan Qing, but at this time they saw that the master was really going to fight, so they had to work hard together and drag Yuan Qing hard.

Yuan Qing didn't expect his father to be so ruthless, and he didn't feel at ease with him at all. He was like killing a dog and cat, and remembering his ruthlessness to his dead mother. He also ignored himself for the past two years. Yuan Qing was extremely angry. He stared at his father deeply, pointed his hand at Yang Jishan and his son, and shouted loudly in a tender voice: "I, Yang Yuanqing, swear here that if I don't die today, I will return it a hundred times the day!"

His deep hatred eyes and sonorous oath made everyone in the room feel palpitations. Yang Jishan swallowed dryly and couldn't say a word. He felt his son trembling all over.

Including Yang Xuangan, he felt a chill in his heart. He regretted it a little, but he couldn't let go of his face. He shouted again: "Don't worry about him, drag it on me!"

At this moment, I heard a shout outside the door: "Do it slow!"

Feng Deyi hurried in with his robe in his arms. Yuan Qing immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him. He was saved. Feng Deyi was Yang Su's confidant aide. Yang Xuangan's brothers respected him very much and stood up to salute him. Yang Xuangan asked with a smile: "What's the matter with Mr. Feng?"

Feng Deyi pointed to Yuan Qing, "Secretary Yang and Gao Xiang want to see him!"

Yang Xuangan was stunned. He and Yang Xuanbao looked at each other. Why did his father meet Yuan Qing? And there was Gao Prime Minister, what was going on?

Yang Jishan felt scared and asked quickly: "Mr. Feng is not wrong! How did his father and Gao Xiangguo meet a five-year-old child?"

Feng Deyi knew what was going on, so he smiled bitterly and said, "Gao Prime Minister praised Yuan Qing and said that he was extraordinary and made the Prime Minister very proud, so I asked me to take him there. You can't beat him. If you beat him, the Prime Minister will get angry."

"this....."

Yang Xuangan felt angry. He already knew that there must be a hidden truth in it. He was a little reckless. Fortunately, his son had room for recovery. He couldn't help but glar at Yang Jishan, who were all this idiot, concealing the truth to complain, why do you need to give him face?

"I will tell you later that the Prime Minister is waiting urgently, so I will take the child away first."

Feng Deyi held Yuan Qing's hand and walked out. Yang Xuangan was very confused and said coldly to Yang Jishan: "You are satisfied now!"

Yang Jishan's face was extremely embarrassed and said, "I don't know the details, I'm so sorry!"

He glanced at his son and was furious. He slapped him hard on the back of the head, then kicked him hard, cursing: "It's all you are the troublemaker, I'll beat you to death!"

Yang Wei was beaten to tears, his voice was as harsh as a gong, and Yang Xuangan was even more annoyed, "Okay, don't be embarrassed anymore!"

Yang Jishan was both hated and annoyed, and he didn't know how Yuan Qing would sue him in front of his father. He dragged his son up, scolded him and took Yang Wei away.

Yang Xuan sighed and sighed to Yang Xuanbao: "I really don't know why my father valued a five-year-old child?"

Yang Xuanbao thought, "Brother, I was thinking about his vow just now. At that moment, I felt that he was not a five-year-old child at all. He was really weird. He had something indescribable, different from others. I had a intuition that this child would not be a mediocre person when he grew up."

Yang Xuangan was shocked, "Is it a blessing or a bad thing?"

Yang Xuanzhao shook his head, "I don't know, but if it is well trained, it should be a blessing."

Yang Xuangan pondered for a moment. When he thought that his wife did not allow Yuan Qing, he said to himself: "Since my father values ​​him, let him train him. We should not pay much attention to it. I think my father understands better than us."

Yang Xuanbao sighed secretly, "My elder brother is too scared."

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Yuan Qing was taken to Yang Su's study by Feng Deyi and whispered to him, "Let go of your courage and make good face for your grandfather, it will be good for your future."

Originally, Yuan Qing was quite disgusted with Feng Deyi, but at this moment he thought Feng Deyi was very good. Every word he said to his heart. Although he was sleek, at least he was good at being a human being, which was also a skill.

He tiptoed, patted Feng Deyi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Lao Feng, thank you for saving me today. I will be rewarded in the future!"

Feng Deyi was so funny that he was photographed by him, "Okay, you will repay me when you grow up. Now let me go in, don't let my grandfather wait in a hurry."

He immediately reported loudly: "Prime Minister, Yuan Qing brought it."

"Bring him in!" It was Yang Su's voice, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

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Chapter completed!