Thirteen years ago, one late autumn night, there was a fierce dispute in Dingguo Palace and Dingding Hall.

Peirong showed his anger towards his father for the first time in his life.

To this day, he still clearly remembers what he said at that time.

"Father, who can't see what that imperial edict means? To deprive my son of his military power is to destroy the foundation of our Pei family! In the future, my son will not be able to lead troops in the army and will only be a figurehead.

Who cares about the Pei family? Father, how can you just watch His Majesty make such a decision?"

"And that baby, whose child is he? Why must he be raised in our Pei family? Father, you often say that if your son doesn't like to study, he will have no future, but your son also knows that there are some things that must not be contaminated! You must

Why don't we send him quietly to Jishengtang, so at least it won't affect the Pei family."

"Father! What are you thinking about?"

He stood in the hall with red eyes, pouring out his dissatisfaction to Pei Zhen.

Originally he did not have such courage, but after his military position in the Western Camp of the Beijing Army was replaced by a vacant post in the Fifth Army Governor's Office, and he inexplicably gained a bastard, the mania and worry in his heart reached a critical point, and he could no longer suppress it.

Can't live.

Pei Zhen didn't get angry, or even reprimand his eldest son. He just looked at Pei Rong with his bright and inner eyes, shook his head in disappointment, and then said without any doubt: "You have been cultivating yourself in the house in the past few years.

Don’t worry about it.”

In mid-summer July of the next year, Pei Zhen was ordered to go to the western border to take over the border army camps, and never returned.

Pei Rong lived in seclusion in the palace for two years. He heard that his father led the army to fight thousands of miles and then conquered the tiger city of Wu State. The people in Kyoto cheered, but he never waited for a turn in his personal destiny. From the emperor to the important officials in the court, everyone seemed to be

Forget about him, the eldest son of Dingguo, and the person who will inherit the title in the future.

In the late spring of the third year of Renxuan, Pei Zhen, the Marquis of Dingyuan, died of illness in the Western Region. Upon hearing the news, His Majesty the Emperor lamented the loss of Qiancheng in front of all civil and military officials, and immediately named him the Duke of Dingguo. All funeral regulations followed the actual seal of the country.

The Duke is in charge.

At that time, Pei Rong was in a complicated mood. On the one hand, he was really sad about the death of his father, but on the other hand, he was finally waiting for the day when he would ascend to the throne.

However, after the attack, the situation did not change.

Even among those whom Pei Zhen had mentored, no one was willing to say a word for Pei Rong, and he could still only be an empty-headed uncle.

From that time on, Pei Rong was drunk and dreaming every day, and he became more and more disgusted with his concubine Pei Yue, and turned a blind eye to some of the little actions of his wife Li.

Apart from beautiful women, the only thing he can't let go of is drinking.

Wine is a good thing.

In the room with the doors and windows closed, Pei Rong's thoughts drifted from the past to the present, and a ferocious and violent look gradually appeared on his face.

He raised his head and drank from the wine bottle, and the clear wine flowed from his mouth.

Someone pushed the door open and Pei Rong threw the wine bottle on the peacock blue carpet and shouted angrily: "Get out!"

The visitor avoided the area on the carpet that was wet with alcohol, walked up to him and persuaded him with a worried look on his face: "Master, how can your body endure after drinking like this?"

Pei Rong looked sideways at Mrs. Li and said indifferently: "Didn't you go back to your parents' house today?"

Li Shi smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the room, frowned, opened the window for some air, then sat down next to Pei Rong and said, "I left in the morning, and my father asked me to come back to serve the master."

Pei Rong sneered and said: "Master Taishan seems to have good intentions, but he may not know that I was forced to resign from the knighthood, and I will not even have a title after that, so I don't even want to see your own daughter."

Li Shi shook his head quickly and said: "What are you talking about, sir? How could my father be that kind of person? My father also asked me to tell you that it is not relevant to give in for the moment. After some time, your majesty's anger has subsided, and he

I will help you intercede in front of His Majesty and Duke Wei."

Pei Rong's face perked up, he grabbed Li's wrist and asked, "Did Lord Taishan really say that?"

Mrs. Li felt a little bit in pain, but looking at her husband's excited eyes, she didn't dare to break away. She could only forcefully smile and said: "How dare I deceive the master? That is indeed what my father said."

Pei Rong's expression softened slightly and he asked, "Have you heard any rumors when you have been walking around various houses in the past few days?"

Mr. Li shook his head and said: "Master, our family's family friends are all mature and prudent people. They are not like those mud-legged people who gossip behind our backs, so no one will talk about those gossips."

However, Pei Rong felt very uncomfortable. After all, he was the head of Dingguo Palace, and no one even discussed such a big matter as resigning?

Mrs. Li looked at his increasingly ugly face and hesitated to speak.

In the past few days, she has visited several close houses, such as Chengguo Gongyin's house, Liguo Gongtan's house, Zhenyuan Hou Chang's house, etc., and of course her natal family, Fengcheng Hou Li's house. This trip was mainly to pay homage to her family.

These close family friends explained that Pei Rong resigned because of his illness, but Li took it upon himself to tell the ladies in the back house that Pei Rong had made his father angry because of his illness, which naturally attracted these ladies.

People suddenly felt bad for the bastard.

Needless to say, her natal family already had strong opinions on Pei Yue because of Li Zijun's incident, and now they are even more scolding. There is also Qin, the wife of Zhenyuan Bo Changsi in Zhenyuan Marquis Mansion, because she was in

Taijun Pei humiliated himself at the birthday party and had deep resentment towards Pei Yue.

Nowadays, Pei Yue's reputation among these mansions is very unpleasant.

Mrs. Li felt that this was not a big deal, and just as she was about to speak, she suddenly heard the maid outside say: "My slave, please pay your respects to the old lady."

Pei Taijun walked in with Wen Yu's support, and the couple hurriedly greeted him.

Pei Taijun first glanced at the wine bottle on the ground. He smelled the smell of wine that had not yet dissipated, and his face became a little dull. After sitting down, he said to Li and Wen Yu: "You go down, there is no need to leave anyone outside."

Mrs. Li bowed her head and said, "Yes."

After they left, Pei Rong said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Why is mother here? If you have anything to say, just send someone to call your son over."

Taijun Pei said in a deep voice: "Come forward."

Pei Rong walked up to the old lady with some doubts.

Pei Taijun pointed in front of him and said, "Kneel down."

Pei Rong was not completely drunk and was still conscious, so he did not dare to go crazy. He knelt down on his knees in front of his mother and said with a smile, "Mother, what happened?"

"Snapped!"

Pei Taijun suddenly raised his hand and slapped Pei Rong loudly on the face.

The burning pain came, and Pei Rong's expression was dull, as if he was stunned by this slap.

Pei Taijun's upper body leaned forward slightly, his eyes were as cold as ice, and he said word by word: "I slap this slap for your father."

Pei Rong covered his face and asked in confusion: "Mother, what mistake did my son make?"

Pei Taijun scolded: "When your father came back with that child in his arms, I knew that he valued the child very much, otherwise he would not have raised it in your name. After your father passed away, you became like that because you had no future. I

It’s hard to say anything more. It’s not a bad thing to just think about peace and safety. You are indifferent and disgusted with Brother Yue. I should have taught you a lesson according to your father’s last wish, but seeing you completely lose your temper, it is inevitable.

It’s a bit unbearable.”

She shook her head and said with great disappointment: "Originally I just wanted to hang out for a few years and separate the child out when he grew up, but your stupid wife became more and more unlikeable, so I had to let him out of the house in advance.

However, you actually did that kind of thing, do you still have your father in your heart?"

Pei Rong's breath became thicker and he lowered his voice and said: "Mother, if it weren't for this bitch, our Pei family-"

"Shut up!"

Pei Taijun said angrily: "I know what you are thinking. Your father died of illness and you lost your future. You relied on that child for all these things. How could you become so stupid? Do you think Brother Yue

He is from the Tian family, and your father got involved in that kind of thing, so he ended up dying in a foreign country?"

Pei Rong said in a daze: "Isn't it?"

Pei Taijun wished she could give him another slap in the face, but looking at her eldest son who had become much older in just a few days, she did not feel cruel after all. She just scolded: "You lost bastard! Let me ask you, when I ascend the throne today

, Is there anyone in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty who could object? Although Emperor Zhongzong had six sons, at that time except Jinshang, were there any other princes who had even the slightest chance?"

Pei Rong slowly lowered his eyes.

Looking at his appearance, Pei Taijun said angrily: "Although your father didn't tell you Brother Yue's identity clearly, as long as you use your brain a little, you will know that this child must be his old queen. After all, he has been there for the past two years."

The situation in China is chaotic, and many families were suddenly defeated. I may not be unaware of this matter. If Brother Yue is really a descendant of the Tian family, why has he ignored it for more than ten years? Do you think that my methods are not as good as yours? "

Pei Rong shook his head, as if he didn't want to believe this conclusion.

Taijun Pei frowned and said: "I thought you were just venting your anger on Brother Yue and just wanted to separate him out without seeing each other. But you actually hooked up with the bandit and killed him. If your father is still alive, what do you think?

What do you think he will do to you?"

Perhaps it was the slap that woke him up from drinking. Although his perception of Pei Yue did not change much, Pei Rong could only admit his mistake with a bitter look on his face: "What mother taught me is that my son was wrong about this matter."

Pei Taijun sighed: "No matter who your father is helping, but he decides to do that, we can't harm the child's life. From now on, you must not have any evil thoughts, remember?"
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