"That traitor, what did you do again?
Bring me the whip."
Shen Qingyun angrily slapped the table hard, and the bone china cup on the table jumped up.
Fortunately, Mrs.
Qiu next to her helped her and advised softly: "Master, don't be like this.
It's a happy event that the eldest son is back.
This child has always been stubborn and often walks outside.
It's normal for him to be naughty.
Why do you yell and kill like this when we meet?
Don't you feel sorry for me as a father?
This mother-in-law can’t bear to part with it.”
As he spoke, he was busy massaging Shen Qingyun's chest.
Shen Qingyun let out a long sigh of relief: "A loving mother often loses her son.
It's you who spoils her.
But in her heart, she doesn't regard you and me as close relatives."
At the moment, he still has to think of a way to make the villain voluntarily give up his position as the crown prince, but it's not a good idea to fall out now.
That's all, this matter is over, we have to drive him back to Anzhou Prefecture, out of sight and out of mind.
Doesn't my father love this evildoer the most?
Why don't he just let him stay with him forever?
"My Lord," the servant suddenly turned pale, and even his body kneeling on the ground began to tremble.
Shen Qingyun looked up and saw that it was a donkey cart parked swaggeringly outside the main courtyard.
Far behind the donkey cart were a few nurses with bruises and swollen faces.
Zhang Qing, who was sitting in front, jumped out of the car quickly and respectfully reached out to help Shen Qingyun get out of the car.
My boss cannot be ignored.
He actually wanted to fulfill his duties as a servant.
Lu An, who was following behind, was a little confused.
Given Zhang Qing's status in the world, he might be too polite to the eldest son.
They don't look like brothers who are friends with each other, but they look like superiors and subordinates in ordinary government officials.
Of course, unlike those minor officials, Zhang Qing not only respected the eldest son, but also fully protected him.
The driver of the donkey cart also came down, looking at the magnificent pavilions and pavilions around him that looked like a fairyland, his mouth widened again.
Seeing that the Duke's face was getting more and more livid, Lu An hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the coachman: "You have nothing to do here, so hurry up and leave."
The driver came to his senses, hurriedly pulled the donkey cart and left.
"Pay the fare," Shen Cheng said solemnly, "and take another six taels of silver for the coachman to treat his injuries."
The coachman never imagined that there would be such an unexpected surprise.
It was six taels of silver, which was equivalent to half a year's cost of carriage.
He was so excited that he fell to his knees with a pop and kowtowed: "Thank you, Master.
You are truly a Bodhisattva who has descended to earth.
Buddha will definitely bless you to live a long life, and to be a prince for generations to come."
Lu An felt his forehead twitching when he heard it.
He didn't dare to go against Shen Cheng's intention and lowered his head in response.
Shen Cheng then straightened his clothes and said calmly to Shen Qingyun: "My lord."
Shen Qingyun's face darkened Six years ago, when the old man was seriously ill, Shen Qingyun wanted the old man to write a suicide note and ask the emperor for permission to make Shen You the crown prince, but was rejected.
In anger, he had a big quarrel with the old man.
He left in anger, never expecting that the old Duke passed away that night.
After receiving the news, Shen Qingyun was confused at the time.
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He not only regretted that he should not have argued with his sick father that day, but was also worried that the matter would spread out and be used as a basis to criticize him.
He was extremely anxious for a while.
Who is so afraid of something?
Shen Cheng actually made a fuss in front of the royal envoy.
Until now, Shen Qingyun was wondering how things could be so small.
It was obvious that Shen Cheng had not been in the mansion before, and he had originally thought that it would be best if the eldest son did not come, just because his reputation as unfilial would deprive him of the title.
Who would have thought that not only would he come back in time, but he would also arrive just in time with the emperor's people.
Shen Qingyun was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
He finally sent the special envoy away, but the father and son also fell out.
Shen Qingyun was so angry that he even grabbed a sword and stabbed Shen Cheng.
He thought that this traitor would not accept it, but who would have thought that he would just stand upright in front of the coffin of the old Duke Guo, letting Shen Qingyun do whatever he wanted.
A sword stabbed into the chest.
Just staring at Shen Qingyun covered in blood.
Shen Qingyun was so frightened that he was so evil that he wanted to choose someone and devour him.
He had nightmares for half a year.
In each dream, Shen Cheng was holding a sharp knife and piercing his heart.
Since then, father and son have completely turned against each other.
Shen Qingyun simply sent Shen Cheng back to Anzhou Prefecture in the name of filial piety.
From then on, father and son rarely met each other.
Even if they did, Shen Cheng never called him father again.
Instead, he addressed him as the Duke of the country like an unrelated person.
It was the first time that Shen Cheng took the initiative to return home.
Could it be that he caused some trouble outside and was forced to return home to seek refuge?
Shen Qingyun looked up and down on Shen Cheng's body extremely critically.
The lake silk, which was originally azure and green, turned into a gray color.
This dirty appearance really just matched a donkey cart.
He was not ashamed to say that he was the eldest son of a British prince, but he felt embarrassed.
It was a waste of the noble blood of the Shen family, and it was better to be a ruffian all his life.
I don’t know why my father was so obsessed with lard in the first place that he would rather fall out with him than let him get the title.
If he hadn't thought about making Shen Cheng retreat and give up voluntarily, Shen Qingyun would have wanted to kick him out right now.
When I dared to commit the following crime and confront someone like me, I should have imagined the situation today.
What's even more outrageous is that in such an unbearable situation, you still dare to shame yourself like this.
At that moment, it became more and more obvious that the nose was not a nose and the eyes were not eyes.
He drank in a cold voice: "Nie Zhan, what are you doing when you come back?"
Mrs.
Qiu hurriedly stepped forward to persuade:
"My lord, please calm down and look at the eldest son.
Why is he so haggard?"
As he spoke, he began to wipe away tears: "Eldest Young Master, please don't be stubborn.
Now that the Duke of Guo is getting older, he is even more worried about his children.
Since you have been gone for so long and there is no news, the Duke of Guo will inevitably feel angry.
How can a father and his son have an overnight feud?"
You are a junior, so you are just keeping company with your father."
Such a gentle look shows the magnanimity of our lady.
It is precisely every word that positions Shen Cheng in the position of an unfilial son.
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Zhang Qing's teeth were sore when he saw it, and he thought that these aristocratic families were really tired.
They had to make so many twists and turns to scold each other, unlike his own mother, who was not happy and could just pick up the broom and chase him around the house several times.
Shen Cheng paid no attention to Qiu: "There is something that requires the Duke to come forward, but this is not the place to talk.
Lord Guo, please."
Shen Cheng's demeanor was too natural, especially his casual aura, as if he was some kind of special guest.
Shen Qingyun was a little unresponsive for a moment, and followed Shen Cheng's wishes and went to the study.
After walking a few steps, I woke up.
My face suddenly turned livid, but I couldn't turn around anymore.
I immediately flicked my sleeves: "Nie Zhan, come here.
I want to hear what's wrong with you."
He took a step forward and went to the study.
Shen Cheng followed him unhurriedly.
Although he was dressed in civilian clothes, he was more powerful than Shen Qingyun, the Duke of the country.
As for Qiu, she never expected that she would be ignored like this.
Even Shen Qingyun was so led that he forgot to rescue himself.
For a moment, his face was filled with innocence, shame and anger.
As for Lu An and the other servants, they were too frightened to even take a breath for Madam's good face.
Now that they are so boring, they don't know how to hate it.
They regret it for a while and wish they could disappear from the place immediately.
Over there, Shen Qingyun had already entered the study, sat down on the nanmu chair in the middle, and said with a cold face: "Tell me, what's the matter with you?"
Such a condescending and disdainful tone is as if condescending and talking to some shameless rat.
Father and son have been together for many years, and Shen Qingyun knows best how to hurt his son the most.
Shen Cheng's expression was indifferent, and even his dull tone was the same as before: "I'm so old, it's time for me to get married.
Please ask the Duke to help with the preparations."
The voice did not rise or fall at all, but it made Shen Qingyun freeze at first and feel a little chilled.
Such a cold tone was so different from what I had imagined before.
Then he got angry and asked himself to do something, and he was so confident.
Then I felt something was wrong
Why is it that apart from the promise that the old man forced the son to agree to and his marriage, there seems to be nothing left in his hands that can influence him?
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little upset.
I always felt like something was going to happen that I couldn't control.
But he was also curious.
With Shen Cheng's cynical temperament, he still thought about how his son might have wasted his life, but he didn't expect that he would even have the idea of starting a family.
I couldn't help but be a little curious for a moment, and I didn't know which girl he was interested in.
On the other hand, with Shen Cheng's vision and experience, how can he know a woman from a good family?
He frowned and said: "Which girl do you like?"
He snorted and reprimanded: "Even if you are not good at literature or martial arts, you are still the son of a British prince.
If you fall into the name of a British prince," Wen Chengwu couldn't help but Shen Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a somewhat sarcastic smile.
This sentence is the most vivid image of my father, right?
It was obvious that he had made great achievements as a military commander, but he still wanted to do what the emperor wanted.
He did some literati things during the day, but in the end, he did nothing in the imperial examination and still found a position as a military commander.
"It's okay if you don't say it or not."
Shen Qingyun slammed the table.
Shen Cheng's appearance was very similar to that of the old Duke, especially the cold, arrogant and sarcastic look just now, which made Shen Qingyun look at it again.
Annoyed and a little uneasy.
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Shen Cheng had no intention of talking to him anymore.
He raised his head and spit out his name very clearly: "Yang Zefang."
Seeing Shen Qingyun's confused look, he slowly breathed out: "I would like to marry the prince's guest, Yang Zefang's daughter." gd1806102: