Qi Guoxing suppressed his fragile emotions, his eyes were sharp: "Send the letter, and call the other commanders of the military region. I have something to say..."

Lao Yu said in embarrassment: "If it is Tianhao..."

"Hide it from him," Qi Guoxing said cruelly, "Go in person and call him to your home in the suburbs."

"Guoxing, what's the matter?"

Qi Guoxing seemed to have aged a lot in an instant, and sighed, "Old Yu, we can't let him go on like this."

"Otherwise, the reputation of the Qi family will be ruined in his hands sooner or later. Look at him now, does he still look like his youth?"

He slammed the table and said angrily: "He is really insane as an official. He doesn't do his job properly and is always thinking about studying to get promoted."

"I have worked hard for half my life, and my two younger brothers and my eldest son have sacrificed themselves, but all I got in return is this..."

Old Yu was silent for a while, then he stepped forward and patted Qi Guoxing, who was a little out of breath, and said to him, "It's not too late, it's not irreversible, let's suppress him, the little bastard is asking for a beating, I'll help you beat him up some other day."

"Ahem...haha." Qi Guoxing coughed twice and laughed, "You can't even curse at people. He's a little bastard, so what am I?"

"Haha, you were not a good person when you were young, old man. You are too old now. You are no longer capable. You are the one who made your own son angry like this. You must have spoiled him. If you really can't do anything about it, just beat him up."

Old Yu walked forward slowly and asked softly, "What's wrong? Can't you lift the knife?"

Qi Guoxing smiled and said, "Okay, now that this matter is settled, I will beat him to death."

He handed the letter to Lao Yu and said, "Go and do your work."

Lao Yu took the letter and put it aside, poured him a cup of tea and put it beside him, "Drink some water and take a rest, I'll do it right away."

After Old Yu left, Qi Guoxing began to murmur: "Son, don't blame me..."

"It's okay if the position is low, at least I can stay with my father."

His voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a soliloquy.

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