Quick travel: My family system has deep routines

Chapter 307 I Want to Ask the False and the True 39
Halfway through the banquet, when the guests were enjoying themselves, Dashuai Yi was already flushed from drinking, he stood up from his seat, coughed lightly, and the noise immediately turned into silence.

Marshal Yi's eyes swept over everyone's faces, taking a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, and he felt a little bit concerned.He looked at Yi Jingheng, seemingly relieved, but also emotional.

Yi Jingheng followed Dashuai Yi and stood up.His face was calm, neither humble nor overbearing, only the faint ripples in the depths of his pupils revealed the true emotional ups and downs in his heart.

Marshal Yi let out a long sigh, and babbled about the past when he was young.Among the people present, many veterans who followed him back then, heard him talk about the old things, and couldn't help sighing.When it came to the moving parts, many people lowered their heads and wiped away their tears, but only they knew how true or false these tears were.People are fickle...

Marshal Yi unconsciously talked for a long time, and while he was talking, the words fell on Yi Jingheng, "Old Wu has always been steady." He patted Yi Jingheng on the shoulder, and continued: "If..."

Just as Marshal Yi was about to say something, there was a sudden gunshot outside, followed by the sound of countless horseshoes clattering along with the continuous gunfire.

Almost all the people present have experienced battles on the battlefield, and their faces were a little dignified, but no one was panicked.

Yi Jingheng and Yi Dashuai looked at each other, and they both saw doubt and anxiety in each other's eyes.

Yi Jingheng took a deep breath, pulled out the gun from his waist, gave instructions to the attendants behind him, nodded slightly to everyone, and walked towards the door.His calm response was seen by everyone, and everyone had their own considerations.

At the banquet, there was an irritable veteran, who drank the spirits in his glass in one gulp, took out his gun and started to attack the crime, "Damn it, the little thief is rampant, how dare you come here to make trouble!" He rushed outside, but fortunately he was stopped by the people around him, who comforted him: "Be safe and don't be impatient, the commander-in-chief hasn't spoken yet."

The veteran cursed a few more times, but couldn't resist the consolation of the crowd, and finally sat back in his seat reluctantly.

Qin San watched coldly from the sidelines, and let out a cold snort.He had already said that Su Jingheng was not a good person, and it was not surprising that he picked such a critical moment to make trouble.

Not long after Yi Jingheng went out, the gunfire outside gradually subsided.But everyone waited and waited, but they never saw him come back.

Marshal Yi was a little restless. He only had this son left now. If something unexpected happened... Thinking of this, he could no longer sit still. He summoned the attendants who were following him with a gun and wanted to go out and have a look.

The hall was silent for a while, and the air was filled with a faint smell of gunpowder, and the atmosphere was extremely tense. It seemed that just a little spark could ignite a raging fire.

As soon as Dashuai Yi took a step, he heard a loud bang outside the door. The door was kicked open heavily, and bounced back again, making it crumbling.Then, a tall and strong figure walked in.

It was a big man with a tough face, his figure was like an iron tower, and his momentum was superior to others, which made people feel uneasy.He raised his head and looked around the crowd. When he saw a familiar face, he couldn't help being stunned, and then he smiled, "Father, are you here too?"

This big man is exactly Shen Feng, and the person he called is the veteran who just shouted to fight and kill.The father and son are very similar in life, even the reckless energy in their bodies is exactly the same.

The veteran stared wide-eyed, panting for breath, blowing his beard and shaking, "You son of a bitch, you've got it! Are you here to kill your father?"

Shen Feng quickly shook his head, took a step to the side, and let out the person behind him.

That person was a little shorter than Shen Feng, but he was also slender and imposing.He was dressed in a military uniform, with his head bowed, and the brim of his hat was pulled down very low. The shadow cast slightly covered his eyebrows and eyes, and he could only see the lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling on the lower half of his face.When he raised his head, everyone present gasped.

His features are beautiful and his appearance is handsome. Although he looks much lighter, the arrogance and wantonness on his body has not been compromised in the slightest.The person who came was the Su Jingheng who was said to be alive or dead.

Marshal Yi also saw Su Jingheng's face clearly at this time, and couldn't help but freeze in place.

Su Jingheng took off his hat, brushed his drooping hair back, exposing his smooth forehead, "Father." He smiled, and his tone of voice seemed to imply an inexplicable deep meaning, "Don't come here without any problems."

Marshal Yi's Adam's apple rolled twice, his expression changed suddenly, but soon turned into dead silence.He sat back slowly, holding the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, and he left the gun on the table, regardless of it.He asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's fifth brother?"

Su Jingheng raised his eyebrows, walked to Marshal Yi's lower head, casually pulled out a chair and sat down.With his slender legs crossed, he placed it high on the table, and called out calmly, "Shen Feng."

Hearing this, Shen Feng immediately walked from the veteran's side to Su Jingheng. "Since Father misses Fifth Brother, let him meet him." Su Jingheng said.

Shen Feng understood, he waved to the non-commissioned officers below, and walked out with a few of them.Not long after, they came back carrying a heavy wooden box.

Dashuai Yi's pupils darkened slightly, and he roared angrily, "You rebellious son!"

Marshal Yi slapped the table deafeningly, but Su Jingheng didn't seem to hear it.The current Marshal Yi is just a tiger whose teeth have been pulled out, he can only put on airs.

Su Jingheng ordered someone to open the wooden box, revealing a sack inside.The sack wriggled strangely, as if it contained some living thing, which made one's scalp tingle.

Dashuai Yi walked over in three steps at a time, and tore apart the rope that tied the sack.

There was indeed a person in the sack, but it was not Yi Jingheng, but a woman.The blush on her face was already a mess, her hair was in a mess, her face was full of fear, and she was full of tears.This person is Yi Jingheng's mother and one of Yi Dashuai's concubines.

Marshal Yi breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the woman in such a mess, he felt angry again, "What are you going to do!" He wanted to rescue the woman as he spoke, but was caught by the sergeants on both sides in time. Stopped him, no matter how furious he was, the non-commissioned officers were unmoved and did not listen to his order at all.

Su Jingheng quietly watched the farce in front of him, listening to Dashuai Yi curse at the top of his lungs, with a faint smile hanging on his lips.

Su Jingheng gave the two non-commissioned officers a look.The two men lifted the woman up, one on the left and the other on the right.Marshal Yi wanted to step forward to stop him, but was separated by other non-commissioned officers.In a short period of time, the hall was filled with Su Jingheng's men, leaving Marshal Yi alone and helpless.

The woman's face was full of panic, and she kept looking at Dashuai Yi with her pitiful eyes begging.

"Father, do you still remember how my mother died back then?" Su Jingheng asked calmly, playing with the gun in his hand.Dashuai Yi, who was shouting and cursing loudly, was suddenly dumbfounded.

"Aunt Fei, you must be very clear, right?" Su Jingheng looked at the woman and said with a sneer, "Now, I would like to invite you to have a taste."

As soon as Su Jingheng finished speaking, a non-commissioned officer stepped forward and grabbed the woman's hair, forcing her to look up. Another non-commissioned officer pinched her cheek to make her open her mouth, and put a brown concoction with a bitter smell. The small pot was aimed at her mouth and poured out.

(End of this chapter)