In a royal villa, a man in white was fishing.
In a pavilion not far away, a woman was teaching a little boy to read.
At this time, an old man suddenly appeared behind the man. He was the old man who left the Shenxun Temple.
"His Majesty."
The white-clothed man's expression changed slightly. Since Old Wang left the Divine News Hall and came here in person, it must be a big deal.
He immediately waved his hand and set up restrictions around him.
"Mr. Wang, please speak."
"Your Majesty, news has arrived from the Far North that seven cities have been completely slaughtered. The methods used were extremely brutal."
"Seven cities were massacred?" The man in white looked slightly gloomy.
"Your Majesty, this incident is related to the suspected fragments of the Jidao Emperor's weapon, and it occurred in the same place."
The man in white murmured in silence, and the old man named Wang Lao quietly retreated.
After a moment, the man in white stood up and said to the mother and child in the pavilion:
"Madam, I'm going to the clan."
"My dear husband, please go and do your work. Don't worry about me."
The little boy who was reading said pitifully:
"Daddy, you have to come back soon, otherwise mom will beat me again."
The couple smiled.
"Be good and listen to your mother. Your father will be back soon."
"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."
The woman glanced at him and urged, "Hurry up and get busy. Mr. Wang is here. Don't delay the important matter."
After the man in white left, the woman suddenly covered her chest and said:
"Oh, my heart aches so much, it feels so cold."
The little boy glanced at her helplessly and said, "Mom, please stop acting. It's always like this. Can't you try something different?"
The woman immediately stopped pretending and sighed:
"Alas, I get up early and stay up late every day to prepare breakfast for you and your son, and also to teach you how to read."
"My youth has been taken away by you guys."
"I never thought that in the end, I would end up with such a... thankless... miserable, dull, end!"
The little boy looked helpless and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he let out a helpless sigh.
The woman's expression changed. "What's with that expression, you little bastard? Is your mother wrong?"
The little boy opened his mouth, wanting to say, "What's wrong?"
But in the end, she didn't say it out loud, and could only agree: "Yes, yes, mother is right, mother has worked the hardest."
"That's more like it."
After saying that, his mother smiled slightly and then lay down on the table.
The little boy shook his head, he was too tired to complain.
Don't think he doesn't know that his mother sleeps until noon every day.
Even breakfast was delivered by the palace maids.
Getting up early and working late to prepare breakfast is simply nonsense and lies.
As for teaching him to read, let alone.
He was reading it all by himself, and he was thankful that his mother didn't disturb him.
However, if there were words he didn't know, he still needed to ask his mother.
If Yang Kewei knew all this, he would definitely sigh.
"It turns out that only unreliable parents can raise reliable children."
The man in white who left came to a thatched hut ten miles outside the imperial city.
When I pushed the door open, I saw a man in ordinary clothes drinking a glass of wine on a recliner.
It gives people a feeling of being a little sloppy but not dirty.
"If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have to fart, fart quickly."
After saying this, the man yawned, turned over and muttered:
"It's annoying to disturb my leisure time."
The man in white was already accustomed to this.
"Uncle, there's something I'm afraid you need to go there in person."
The man in white then recounted the whole story.
"Fragments of the imperial army, seven cities were massacred." The man frowned slightly.
"Well, this is worth my trip."
"Thank you, second uncle."
The man waved his hand and said, "Shangguan Qinghong, what are you going to do about your brother?"
"Second uncle, you know, he is naturally strong-willed. He can only rely on himself for this matter." Shangguan Qinghong said helplessly.
The man clicked his tongue and said, "Now that this guy is gone, there's no one left to drink with."
"The wine is almost gone."
Without waiting for Shangguan Qinghong to speak, the man continued, "Okay, go back now. I'll be there soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man disappeared from the yard.
Shangguan Qinghong stood for a moment, took a step forward, and also disappeared.
But not long after, the man came back again.
"Damn, I almost forgot about the wine."
Taking enough drinks, the man disappeared again.
Soon, an extremely angry roar was heard in the imperial city.
"Shangguan Xiaoyao!"
"You rebellious son!!!"
Then, an old man in luxurious clothes and with an angry face appeared above the imperial city.
The imperial city fell into a brief silence after the old man's roar.
But soon, all the people were busy with their own affairs again.
They have long been accustomed to this.
Those who are sleeping continue to sleep.
Shangguan Qinghong in the imperial city was also stunned. After thinking about it, he decided to get up and ask.
"Grandfather, what did my second uncle do to make you so angry?"
"Hmph!" the old man snorted coldly.
"This rebellious son stole an imperial weapon and ran away."
"Uh..." Shangguan Qinghong didn't know what to say for a moment. This was indeed something his second uncle would do.
"Grandson, what arrangements have you made for that rebellious son?"
Shangguan Qinghong did not dare to hide anything and told the whole story truthfully.
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