Chapter 228 Handsome old father Yang Ning's martial arts master!
Chapter 228
A warm and smooth little hand landed on the back of Yang Qian's hand and patted it a few times.
Lowering his head, he saw the adorable smiling face of the cute little Wu Guan. Yang Qian couldn't help but reveal a happy smile.
He gently held Wu Gu's little hand. My sister was still considerate, so sincere and full of love.
Fortunately, the son had just experienced a thrilling crisis, and the couple finally did not continue their affectionate relationship.
He began to ask about the details of yesterday, and Yang Qian's eloquence came into play again, in the voice of his father, a veteran cadre.
It was a perfect replay of yesterday's experience, but when the veteran cadre Yang Ning heard that his son was running on the bright road of survival with the disheveled Emperor of the Sui Dynasty in his arms.
He couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. That scene, even if he only imagined it for a moment, was so irritating to his eyes.
Han's expression was also dumbfounded, and he covered his lips with his hands. Especially when he heard that he was hugged by his own son Yang Qian and ran all the way.
As a result, he was jolted to death and vomited to a mess on the spot, which was quite a bit dumbfounding.
"This, my son is really, um, husband and I don't even know what to say."
Han wanted to laugh, but it was not good to laugh at the Sui Emperor like that.
Yang Ning raised her hand and rubbed her numb cheek, feeling very sad.
"I never thought that the mighty Emperor of the Sui Dynasty would be in such an awkward situation.
My father has always thought that Your Majesty is the emperor who has made meritorious service through martial arts."
Yang Qian recalled the scene when Yang Guang met the enemy yesterday, and he really couldn't see that Yang Guang had any talent in building a country with force.
In the past, most of Yang Guang's great achievements were in the rear army. In the front, there were famous generals with outstanding achievements in the Sui Dynasty, leading the army in battle and crossing the battlefield.
This is also the reason why the Sui Dynasty in the past attacked east and west, south and north, with no success, but after achieving great things, it suffered consecutive defeats.
Even the famous generals of the Sui Dynasty either died of illness or old age, or fell into the hands of Yang Guang, a mean and ungrateful emperor, which led to the decline of famous generals in the middle and late period of the Sui Dynasty.
And with the conquest of Goguryeo, countless warriors of the Sui Dynasty who had experienced hundreds of battles died in vain in a foreign country...
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Anyway, there was only a family of four here. After hearing his father's question, Yang Qian naturally made a comment.
"Our Majesty, he should be capable, but I'm afraid he's not as powerful as he imagined."
With the IQs of veteran cadre Yang Ning and mother Han, they would naturally understand it instantly.
"Fortunately, my son is both civil and military, so he has to be reborn..." Yang Ning chuckled and changed the subject.
"It seems that it is necessary for literati and Confucian officials to know some self-defense techniques."
Yang Qian looked at his gentle and elegant father and couldn't help but have a question in his heart. "Could it be that my father also knows martial arts?"
"Ha!...Qian'er, you are looking down on your father." Yang Ning, a veteran cadre, raised his eyebrows and said with a rather proud expression.
Yang Qian was a little confused. "Father, do you really know how to do this?"
Yang Ning nodded matter-of-factly, then turned his eyes and landed on his beloved wife Han, smiling affectionately.
"Of course. Speaking of which, it's all thanks to my wife's guidance. Your father's self-defense skills were also taught by your mother."
The handful of dog food caught off guard made Yang Qian almost choke in his lungs.
My mother, Mrs. Han, smiled shyly. "That's not because, husband, you are extremely talented and can get through everything."
Yang Qian quickly coughed twice and reminded the two of them to pay attention to the impact, talk about business first, and don't spill dog food.
"Father, why don't you come up with a few tricks? I have seen my mother's martial arts, but I have never seen your father's extraordinary martial arts."
"Suck... ha..." Yang Ning, a veteran cadre, took a sip of tea happily and then stood up.
"Since Qian'er wants to see my father's martial arts skills, my father will naturally not hide it. My father will go to change clothes first, and I will help my wife to get weapons for her husband."
My mother looked happy, nodded and said with a smile.
"I'm going to get it now. Please wait a moment, husband. Ping'er, what are you doing here? Why don't you go and bring the piano?"
"???" Yang Qian was completely confused. Is this really the intention of letting the child see extraordinary martial arts?
Not long after the meeting, my mother, Mrs. Han, brought me an exquisite long ring-headed sword. Naturally, this was the ceremonial sword that my father was issued as a county prince.
Yang Ning, a veteran cadre who had changed into a simple and well-fitting Huyi outfit, appeared. The originally gentle and handsome old man Yang Ning changed into such a dress.
Then he picked up a long ring-headed sword and stood in the hall. Even Yang Qian couldn't help but take a breath of cold air when he appeared in the hall.
Even if I meet a mature and charming male star in later generations, if I really want to compare him with my old father, there is really no comparison.
Look, there are already stars in my mother's eyes, and even little Wugou tried his best to stare into her dark and beautiful eyes.
And there was Ping'er sitting blankly in front of the piano table, her cheeks flushed, looking straight at the irresistibly charming eldest man of the Yang family. It took her a while to remember her responsibilities, and she began to gently pluck the strings.
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"Qian'er, watch it." Yang Ning took a deep breath, and with the leisurely sound of the piano playing around the beam, he pulled out his sword.
He turned his wrist in the air, then stabbed towards the sky like a thunderous dragon, kicked one foot high, and then spun around like a golden rooster on its own...
"!!!!!" Yang Qian was stunned and dumbfounded, as if he had just touched the switch and was so shocked that he was so shocked.
At this moment, the sinister voice of his kind and gentle mother Han suddenly came to mind in Yang Qian's ears.
"Don't disturb your father's mood by talking nonsense, you know?"
Yang Qian turned his head subconsciously and saw his mother's meaningful expression. Ha...
"My mother is a master." Yang Qian's face was filled with joy and sincerity, and he bowed deeply to his mother.
Then he sat down and watched a beautiful dancer perform the dance with the eyes of appreciating the art of song and dance: Love and Endless Knife...
I have to admit that although my father is middle-aged, he is handsome and has a good temperament.
Moreover, he has long arms and legs, an excellent body, and good flexibility. Moreover, along with the ups and downs of the sound of the piano, every wave seems to have a kind of power that captivates people's hearts.
"My husband is so handsome... This gesture is so perfect..."
After warning her son, Han's mother has fallen into a fanatical fangirl mode.
Her pretty face was flushed, she held her heart in one hand and covered her cheeks in the other, her Qiu Shui eyes were full of adoration and appreciation.
Little Wugou hugged the ugly stuffed tiger tightly, with a pair of bright dark eyes that seemed reluctant to blink.
She looked at the extremely handsome Uncle Yang dancing with his sword, his mouth slightly open, as if he was applauding, or cheering for Uncle Yang.
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