My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 14 Father (Additional update 35 for leader Ba Bao Z)

The torn pieces of paper are like butterflies flying across the pond, soaking in the water and gradually becoming wet and transparent.

Su Chen outside the pavilion looked at Su Congfang with confusion. Not only him, but also Su Yong was confused. However, he immediately realized that there might be something in the letter that was not suitable for them to read, especially Su Chen. If Su Chen was still the same as before. , I guess my father would not do this.

The person behind the scenes must have been written in the letter, but my father did not dare to offend.

Su Yong hesitated to speak, but his character could not be directly asked. Instead, Su Chen walked into the pavilion, sat down beside his mother politely, picked up a melon and started to chew on it.

"Dad, is there something in that letter that I can't see?"

"It's not convenient for you to see." When Su Congfang was asked this question, she turned coldly and turned her eyes slightly to the outside of the pavilion. "You two brothers should not pursue the assassin's matter in the future. Su Yong, did you hear what my father said? ?”

Su Yong glanced at Su Chen, hesitated for a moment, and replied, "Yes."

"Let's go."

Su Yong said again: "Yes." He walked out of the pavilion and found Su Chen still sitting there. Just as he was about to call him, Su Chen stared straight at Su Congfang over there.

"Dad, do you know about these assassins? How many people in the Su family died? How many soldiers were injured in the Ding'an army? How many officials were on their list and betrayed us?"

"My father told me not to..."

"If you say you don't care, then leave it alone!!" Su Chen slapped the stone table in front of him with a bang. The fruits and pastries on the plate all bounced, and the sour plum soup placed in front of Su Congfang also rippled.

The soup splashed everywhere, and droplets fell along the edge of the table.

The old woman in the hall, Su Yong and maid Chunmei outside the pavilion were all shocked by Su Chen's aura, and they didn't dare to say a word for a while.

"you!"

Su Congfang pointed at the little son in front of her, her face turned red. Her old wife quickly stepped forward to help him, and kept stroking his back to comfort him. She turned around and shouted to Su Chen: "You want to make your father angry to death? He's injured." It’s not healed yet, don’t bother your dad with these things, and leave quickly!”

Su Chen clenched his teeth and took a deep breath. Looking at the soup spilled on the table, his tone softened.

"I don't want to contradict my father so loudly, but during this period, I have put in so much energy, so many people have died, and my second brother's hand is gone. How can I swallow this breath!"

"If you can't swallow it, you have to swallow it. If you don't want to investigate, you are not allowed to investigate again. The Ding'an Army will send a general to take over on a certain day. You are not allowed to interfere in military affairs. You should be your dandy and miss the brothel. Flying eagle and running dog, my father will never talk about you again!"

"it is good……"

Su Chen closed his eyes, "The kid will continue to be the playboy he was in the past, but I have something to ask."

"Say it." Su Congfang felt much relieved when her youngest son agreed.

"Do you have a copy of "The General's Night Banquet" at home?"

Su Congfang and Su Yong were stunned for a moment, and the former frowned: "Where did you hear that?"

"Dad just tell me if there is any."

"No." Su Congfang answered simply and neatly, but he paused, "But my father and grandfather once talked about it. At that time, when my father was still young, they said that our ancestors had a hussar general. The emperor was suspicious of him because of his great achievements, so he simply hosted a banquet for all the military commanders under the emperor's command at that time. He informed all the generals present that he would remove his armor and return home to become a comfortable prince. He also asked a painter to draw the scene at that time and give it to The emperor takes it as a promise."

He pondered for a moment and then continued: "So even if this painting really exists in this world, it should be in the palace, not my home. By the way, where did you hear it?"

"I won't tell you." Su Chen stood up and casually cupped his hands, walked out of the pavilion, waved to his eldest brother again, and strode onto the stone bridge: "Brother, I will continue to be a playboy from now on, and you will become a marquis. You have to support me, otherwise I will make trouble."

"Uh……"

Looking at his third brother waving away, Su Yong felt dumbfounded.

Here, after the two sons left, the old woman asked Chunmei to wipe the table. She sat next to her, peeled a fruit, and fed it to Su Congfang's mouth.

"What's wrong with you today? You're so angry with the children that you can't talk to them properly?"

Su Congfang chewed the fruit in her mouth and looked at the sparkling pond. The sun shone through the eaves and fell on his face, feeling slightly lost in thought.

"Some things cannot be said."

"Why?"

Su Congfang blinked, came back to her senses, and held her old wife's hand: "You need to know that my husband is protecting this family, Chen'er and the others. Let this matter go as it is."

"Oh, it's rare that Chen'er becomes sensible and is busy with extra work." The woman sighed and continued peeling fruits, "Last night, he wore armor and rushed to the house with the Ding'an Army. Didn't you Knowing that you look exactly like you when you were young, that's called majestic."

"You, stop saying nice things for him."

Su Congfang followed his wife's words and could still easily think of that scene in his mind. He couldn't help but smile. The old couple joked for a while, and the atmosphere became much more relaxed. The old man suddenly spoke.

"Chen'er has reached the age of marrying a wife. With a woman and children, his temperament should be settled. I promised him before that when the matter is over, I will ask the Grand Master of Longteng Pavilion to pick a name for him. It's time ”

"Isn't it your father's job to choose the word?" The woman's face became happy when she heard that she was looking for a wife for her youngest son: "It is indeed a good thing that this bastard has someone to take care of him. Does he have a family that he likes? ?”

Ha ha!

Su Congfang laughed: "It's different to let the bachelor choose the name. As for the girl from the family to marry, of course she is from the Fang family. Have you forgotten? We had a baby wedding back then."

The old woman froze for a moment.

Then she laughed out loud, and put down the peeling knife: "So you had this idea, but I heard that the daughter of the third bedroom of the Fang family is a bit... careless, and she plays with knives and guns all day long."

"Do you expect a woman like Xing Huan to be able to deal with that bastard? After a while, take him to your door and ask Fang Xueshi to pick up the words for him!"

The old couple's words were lighthearted and funny, and even Chunmei outside the pavilion covered her mouth and snickered.

……

As for Su Chen, whom they said they had brought to recognize their relatives, he returned to the South Chamber in a righteous manner. As soon as he came back, he sat on the futon in the ancestral hall and looked at the merit strips in his mind.

Defeating the man in black and getting the message of "General's Night Banquet", his merit bar increased by 7000. In addition to the previous [-], it now stands at [-]. He is still [-] short of unlocking the next emperor. .

Just when I was thinking about continuing to show off in the city, or getting some things to do from my elder brother, I suddenly found that the merit bar slowly increased by a little, and then increased by a dozen points.

Ok?
It has continued to increase several times, ranging from a few o'clock to more than ten o'clock each time, but Sheng Zai has continued to increase.

Is it...

Is it caused by the three Zhang Jiao brothers practicing medicine among the victims?
(End of this chapter)