Summary: I am a good father

"So, you are treating the palace as your back garden, come and leave whenever you want?"

A group of people surrounded an elegant middle-aged man, as for the soldiers, they surrounded a middle-aged man who looked like a Taoist priest, and the atmosphere was tense.

Behind the imposing middle-aged man, followed by a young man, but his face was full of nervousness, and he didn't know what he was worried about.

"Haha, Golden Dog, do you think you can stop this Taoist master with your shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

The Taoist priest was not afraid of this situation at all, and he was talking and laughing happily, which made people want to applaud.

The middle-aged man with the appearance of a scribe didn't take his insults to heart either, but the surrounding soldiers and the Qing guests of the palace were full of anger.

"That's true. With your name and skills as the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, you are naturally not afraid of me, the six princes of the Kingdom of Jin, but I don't know if your disciples and grandchildren of the Quanzhen Sect are afraid of the encirclement and suppression of the imperial army." Woolen cloth?"

As soon as this remark came out, the blue-shirted and black-shoeed Taoist finally couldn't help but change his face. Although the Quanzhen Sect is known as the world's largest religion, it would be really mysterious if the Tartar Kingdom really wanted to send troops to encircle and suppress it!

"Hey! That thief, what exactly do you want from your Daoist?"

"It's easy to handle! Since you are good at being a teacher, then stay in the palace for ten years and teach children to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies. After ten years, I won't make things difficult for you. You can stay or leave, it's up to you!"

What he said was really grand, with the air of a great king, praise for himself!

Seeing that there is no way to be kind today, the Taoist let out a long cry, which made the surrounding soldiers nervous and nervous. The weapons in their hands were easily grasped, and they only waited for the order from the prince, and then everyone started desperately .

The Taoist flicked the whisk in his hand and said loudly,

"Since this is the case, the Sixth Prince must keep his word!"

"It's natural. I'm a majestic king, so why would I still deceive you, a figure in the world?"

The middle-aged man who claimed to be the prince said proudly.

"Even if you don't keep me, I will teach Kang'er well. He is my apprentice, a child of my Han family. How can he recognize a thief as his father!"

"You thief, what is Hu Qin? Kang'er is the son of my royal family, and he will naturally inherit my throne in the future, and he will live a lifetime of glory and wealth..."

Although the prince said righteous words, the complexion of the young man in brocade beside him changed suddenly, he was slightly pale, and his figure was precarious.The sixth prince also ignored the Taoist priest.

"Kang'er... that's fine, put Qiu Chuji on hold first, and talk about it when I'm free!"

After finishing the order, he took Mr. Jinyi and left the chaotic place.

"Father, what is going on? How, how can I not be your son?"

Although there are these dirty rumors on weekdays, the little prince never took these words to heart. He was raised by his father like jewels and jewels since he was a child. take care of yourself.

Are all those gossips true?

Thinking like this, his complexion became even paler, and he stared at the elegant and majestic father in front of him, wanting to get an answer that he didn't know.

"Hey, until now, I won't hide it from you! Kang'er, come with me..."

The Sixth Prince seems to be ten years older, and his handsome figure looks a bit rickety. The father and son, one in front of the other, headed for a certain courtyard of the palace. Mother, Princess Bao's residence.

This courtyard is the most secluded location. Along the way, there are not many servants of the palace, because the princess likes to be quiet the most. In order not to disturb the quietness of the princess, the prince ordered that the servants should not be in the palace unless it is necessary. appear around here.

The footsteps of the father and son are not slow, but because the palace occupies a huge area, it still took nearly a cup of tea to reach the residence of the princess.

But it's strange, the princess's courtyard doesn't look luxurious at all, it's completely farm style, it's eye-opening!

#Wonderful aesthetics! #

The prince and the young master complained in their hearts at the same time.

At this moment, the father and son easily synchronized their minds.

"Xi Wei, I brought Kang'er to see you!"

When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he saw chicken excrement and rabbit excrement all over the ground, the prince frowned lightly, and said loudly.

"My lord, please go back. Kang Er, you are good at studying and practicing martial arts. You should listen to your lord more. I'm tired..."

After a while, there was a soft female voice. This tone seemed to contain thousands of resentments, and it seemed to be full of self-abandonment, which made people feel pity!

"Xi Wei, today is different. Kang'er and I have something to do with you, which is related to Kang'er's life experience, so I hope all of us can sit down and explain things clearly..."

The prince didn't show any impatience, and explained carefully with a tender attitude.

"My lord, Kang'er, and Shang Fang please stay longer, I, I'll come over right away..."

The patience of those who were waiting was almost gone, and they couldn't help but want to go berserk, and the voice of agreement came leisurely.

The father and son looked at each other, as if they were used to it, and they seemed to be filled with emotion, but in an instant, the two of them strode across the mess in the courtyard and entered the so-called upper room.

Contrary to the luxury of the palace, everything here looks old and dilapidated. Of course, the furnishings are super simple, almost like a farmhouse, but it is very different from the customs of the Kingdom of Jin. It seems to be the Song family in the south. The look of the dynasty...

In the past, I didn't seem to have thought about this aspect, but now I looked carefully and found that I already had the answer.

Regarding mother Bao's background, it seems that the palace has always been a taboo, of course, perhaps because he has long been used to it, so he never asked the reason.

No, he actually asked, but every time he asked, he was greeted with endless crying from his mother and long sighs from his father, so as time passed, this became a taboo in his heart, and he never asked again .

Wearing a white dress and a few pieces of jewels and emeralds, it made the visitor look more and more vulnerable. Although she was over thirty, this Princess Bao was as young as twenty years old.

Standing with this little prince, it doesn't look like a mother and son, but like a brother and sister!

"Mother!"

The little prince got up and greeted his mother with greetings.

"You have grown up, Kanger..."

Bao's expression was mixed with joy and sadness, and he murmured.

"cough--"

The prince in the seat coughed lightly, calling back the princess who was in a certain mood and the little prince who was a little embarrassed.

"I have seen the prince~"

Bao bowed softly and said.

"Don't bother with these nonsense, sit down quickly. I brought Kang'er here today because of his life experience. Kang'er is a little confused, and he is getting older. I don't think it's necessary to hide it from him. Instead of letting him guess wildly, It’s bad to be taught by outsiders, so why not tell him personally.”

Hearing this, Bao's complexion was pale, his figure was on the verge of falling, his eyes were dim with tears, and he couldn't make a sound...

"I said, listen, if what I said is wrong, you can add it, okay?"

Seeing this situation, the prince did not force her, and said softly.

"Many years ago, because of the longevity of the little emperor of the Song court (Song Zhezong), I was ordered by your grandfather to go south to Lin'an to celebrate the birthday of the little emperor of the Song court and to conclude the friendship between the two countries, Qin and Jin."

As if caught in some kind of memory, the prince's voice was a little blurred, and he continued to speak.

"However, my king's luck seems to be not very good. In the village near Lin'an, I was attacked and killed by people from the rivers and lakes. My guards were all killed. Later, a pair of men in black appeared. I managed to use the sleeve arrow Killed one of them and mixed into the team of the men in black, unexpectedly, they attacked a commoner's house..."

Speaking of this, Bao's crying sound is even sadder, and the prince's voice seems to be a little abnormal, a little embarrassing, or embarrassing, no, it should be said that it is more normal to be contemptuous!

But the little prince was busy listening to the past, so he didn't pay much attention to it.

"..."

"..."

"In this way, because the Southern Song Dynasty (the Song Dynasty was south of the Jin Kingdom, so it is called the Southern Song Dynasty, and the background of "Shooting the Condors" is the time of Zhezong in the Northern Song Dynasty), the imperial court killed people indiscriminately, your father died in vain, and your mother is a woman, how can you gain a foothold in the world?" In order to repay your mother’s life-saving grace, I took your mother back to the Kingdom of Jin. Later, because I missed you, your mother chose to marry me. Later, your mother missed her hometown, so I sent someone I moved everything from the Yang family in Lin'an, rebuilt the yard in the palace, and slightly eased your mother's homesickness, and in a blink of an eye, you have grown up so much..."

The story was long, and the narration was short of words. It was dry and did not have the demeanor of a prince at all, but the little prince who listened to it had tears in his eyes, as if the sky had fallen.

I didn't expect it to be such a story, how could it be such a truth?

After talking for a long time, the prince felt extremely thirsty. After drinking two cups of herbal tea desperately, he felt a lot more comfortable in his throat...

Narrator: #Forcibly Wash White Shameless#

"No matter what you choose, you are my son. Everything in the future belongs to you. I still have business to do. I'll go back to the study first. You, Kang'er, please comfort your mother..."

His stooped figure and slow steps made the little prince feel like his heart was broken!

When it was dark on this day, Wang Junsheng hadn't waited for Wanyankang. He was inevitably a little disappointed, but thinking about the impact this incident had on him, it was still understandable.

Pushing open the door of the study, under the moonlight, he found Wanyan Kang leaning in the corner.

"Kang'er, why are you standing here? It's late at night. You are weak. If you get sick again after experiencing the wind, won't you be anxious to kill me and your mother?"

These rambling words instantly warmed the young man's heart, Wanyan Kang couldn't bear it anymore, rushed over, and cried like a dog.

Perhaps it was because his mood was infected, and the prince couldn't bear it, so the father and son cried in each other's arms, which was extremely touching~

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#Poor my Shu brocade's clothes python robe...#

Wang Junsheng patted him on the back while mourning in his heart...

With great difficulty, Wanyan Kang stopped his mournful voice, raised his head, and looked at Wang Junsheng with admiration,

"Father, you will always be my father, even if my own father is still alive, even if he is in front of me, I will say that, you are my father, don't you want a son..."

As he said this, he heard that something was wrong.

"What are you talking about? I am naturally your father. If God blesses you, your father can survive. As a son of man, how can you not think of repaying Sheng's kindness, Kanger, you remember, all of this. It's not anyone's fault, it's just a blunder, I just hope that you won't be in trouble in the future... Sigh, I also think too much, if there is such a day, Kanger, you remember, do whatever you want, after all, you are My son, as long as I have a bite to eat, you won't be hungry!"

The father and son are talking heartfeltly and touchingly.

At the same time, a fifth-rank guard in the Southern Song Dynasty, surnamed Duan and named Tiande, died.

The only person in the world who knew the truth had disappeared in this world. After Wang Junsheng learned the news from the system, he relaxed.

The only person in the world who knew the truth died.

Only the dead will keep secrets forever, Wang Junsheng firmly believes in this.