Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty Two: The Silly Son of the Duke’s Mansion
An Qing walked to Han Fuli's courtyard with the help of the maid. The moment he entered the door, the smile on his face disappeared quickly like ice and snow, and was replaced by a deep confusion and deep anger.
An Qing stopped for a moment and stood at the entrance of the courtyard like a wooden stake.
When Han Fuli heard the noise, he turned around and looked up to see that it was his mother. He quickly shouted happily, "Mother, I'm back."
As soon as he said this, Han Fuli noticed something was wrong with his mother's expression. He saw his mother staring at his wife and children behind him with anger, and Han Fuli's heart suddenly tightened.
"My mother, please listen to my explanation."
Even though he spoke lightly when persuading his wife, when he actually faced his mother, it was as if he was being weighed down by an invisible giant mountain, unable to utter a complete sentence.
"Who are they!!!" An Qing's tone was so cold that the maids around her couldn't help but let go of their hands supporting her, and lowered their heads fearfully, not daring to look at the scene in front of them.
Huang and her children were so frightened by these words that they hid behind Han Fuli and couldn't help but tremble. She had thought about the scene of meeting her husband's parents, but she never imagined that just Princess Anqing's words
, just like she is in a violent storm, she is in danger of being doomed at any time. .??.
"Mother, please listen to my explanation." Han Fuli was also shocked. He never expected that his mother's reaction would be so big.
An Qing's heart was really boiling with anger, and he wanted to question Han Fuli loudly.
At this moment, Han Du's voice floated in gently from outside.
"Who? What's going on?"
The last sentence was said by Han Du after he walked into the courtyard gate.
While talking, Han Du was also startled when he saw the three people behind Han Fuli.
The woman's frightened look, and the look on her face were very similar to Han Du's.
Han Du is not a fool. Why can't he see the relationship between Han Fuli and these three people?
When Han Fuli saw his father walking in, he felt as if he had seen a savior. The whole yard suddenly became enlightened, and the oppressive atmosphere just now disappeared instantly.
He quickly cast a look at his father asking for help.
Han Du shook his head slightly and sighed heavily. This boy is very courageous. He dared to marry and have children outside without the consent of his parents. What's more important is that he dared to hide it from his family for so long.
Fortunately, it's not a big problem.
Han Du walked forward with a faint smile, reached out and touched An Qing's shoulder slightly, stopping her from getting angry.
said with a smile
"It hurts your health to be angry, why do you lose your temper?"
An Qing turned around suddenly, glared back at Han Du, and said loudly, "Is this because I lost my temper? Look at what your son did? He dared to make a lifelong private contract with a stranger, and he dared to hide it.
He has taken care of our family for so many years. If we don’t take care of him, will it turn the world upside down in the future?”
"Mom, it's my fault, you want to be beaten or punished." Han Fuli knelt down with a plop, wanting to beg for mercy from his mother.
But before he could finish speaking, Han Du secretly waved his hand to stop what he was about to say.
This silly boy, is there any use in begging for mercy at this time? Apart from making Anqing angry, it will not be of any use.
Han Du instantly showed his usual deceptive smile and said lightly, "He has never left the capital, let alone been so far away from home. He was thousands of miles away all of a sudden, and he was so anxious that he wanted to find someone who could be with him.
It is also reasonable to cling to people for support.”
"You really can't blame him for this. If you really want to blame him, then why don't you blame us for the ups and downs our house has been going through in the past few years?"
Originally, even if Han Du came forward to plead for Han Fuli, An Qing was not ready to give up so simply. But when Han Du said these words, her anger had to begin to dissipate.
Anqing knows better than anyone what has been going on in Zhenguo Palace in recent years. Facing the pressure from the emperor, unless you want to rebel, you must avoid its sharp edges. No matter how much humiliation you face, you must defeat it.
Teeth and blood swallow.
No matter how unkind Zhu Yunye is, he is also the biological son of Zhu Biao and Han Jingyun. Whether it is for Zhu Biao's sake or Han Jingyun's identity, Han Du cannot really rebel and kill Zhu Yunye.
At the same time, it was also because of Han Jingyun and An Qing. Both Han Du and Zhu Yunye knew that as long as Han Jingyun was around, Zhu Yunye could not really destroy the Zhenguo Palace.
Since it was destined to be a temporary concession, it was not surprising that Han Du chose to avoid its sharp edge.
After all, Han Fuli was demoted to Qiongzhou because of the Zhenguo Palace, and he was considered to have made a contribution to the government. Thinking of this, Anqing's anger gradually disappeared completely.
Han Fuli did not speak rashly again, but looked at his father with eyes full of admiration. It must be his father. He racked his brains just now and didn't think of this.
My mother’s thundering fury was actually broken into pieces by my father’s hands.
Han Du's anger subsided when he saw An Qing
, and ignored him, looking behind Han Fuli.
He bowed slightly and stuck his head out to look at the two timid children.
He walked forward and asked Han Fuli with a smile, "What is this?"
Although I have already guessed it, I still need to confirm it from Han Fuli.
Of course, Han Fuli would not miss such an opportunity. He quickly turned sideways to show his wife and children, smiled and extended his hand to introduce, "This is Huang Jinshu, and these are Quan'er and Lu'er."
"This is my dad, Quan'er Lu'er, call me grandpa!"
The two children were very afraid of strangers and glanced at Han Du. Even though Han Du had a kind look on his face, they all looked at their mother like frightened quails.
Huang Jinshu knew that the person in front of him was the famous Zhenguo Gong of the Ming Dynasty, and he couldn't help but be so nervous that his cheeks sweated slightly.
He quickly bowed and bowed with a blushing face, "The daughter of the people pays homage to the Duke of Zhenguo."
Han Du shook his head when he heard this, and laughed at himself and said, "Why do you call me Duke Zhenguo? Call me daddy!"
Huang Jinshu was so embarrassed that he lowered his head in embarrassment and said softly, "Dad."
"Hey!" Han Du laughed happily.
When Huang Jinshu saw it, he felt even more ashamed and hid next to Han Fuli with his head lowered.
Han Du raised his eyes and looked at Huang Jinshu, and joked with a smile, "I don't have any good gifts for you, but since we are all a family, I won't be polite to you. I'll wait for Han Fuli to bring you the treasure house.
Let’s pick three sets of jewelry.”
"No, no, no, this, this is too valuable, no, no, no." Although Huang Jinshu didn't know what was in the treasure house, she knew that this was the treasure house of the Zhenguo Palace. The things inside must be extremely valuable, and she didn't dare to ask for them.
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"I want it!!! Thank you so much, my dear father, Dai Jinshu!" Han Fuli was even more anxious than his wife and agreed immediately, not daring to delay at all for fear that his father and mother would regret it.
Han Fuli grabbed his wife's wrist and gestured to him frantically, telling her to shut up and stop talking. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder, how could his wife, who was usually well-educated, sensible and smart, be so confused at this time?
Han Du bowed and clapped his hands towards the little girl, opened his arms and said with a smile, "Come on, call grandpa."
Xiaoluer glanced at her mother timidly.
Huang Jinshu smiled and said, "Didn't you keep clamoring to see grandpa on the boat? Why are you scared after seeing him? Come on, call grandpa."
After hearing these words from his mother, Xiao Luer turned back to look at Han Du, put down the fingers in his mouth, and called out in a sweet voice, "Grandpa!"
At the same time, he ran towards Han Du with short, vigorous steps.
"Hey! Okay, that's great." Han Du picked up the little deer and kissed her little face.
Xiaoluer only felt a little itchy on his face and chuckled.
An Qing, who was standing behind Han Du, couldn't help but smile slowly when she saw this scene. She vaguely recalled that when Han Du hugged Ke Zhong, Fu Li, Ying Luo and his children, he looked like this now.
In the blink of an eye, the once ignorant child has grown into a talented person, and even the next generation has begun to thrive.
Han Du hugged his granddaughter, looked at Huang Jinshu, and asked with a smile, "You are not a Miao, right?"
Han Du has also been to Qiongzhou, and has seen the Miao people there with his own eyes. Huang Jinshu's appearance in his memory should not be the same. There is a big difference in facial features, and the Miao people should be more three-dimensional.
Han Fuli quickly explained, "Dad, Jinshu is not a Miao, she is also a Han. It's just that my ancestor offended the powerful during the Yuan Dynasty and was demoted to Qiongzhou."
When Huang Jinshu heard his husband's introduction, his heart sank slightly. After all, he was demoted from an official family to Qiongzhou, and his family fortune plummeted. No one could be happy.
When Han Du saw it, he smiled and said, "Being able to avoid the war in the Central Plains is a blessing in disguise."
Qiongzhou is isolated overseas, and the melee at the end of the Yuan Dynasty had no impact on it at all. This is not a blessing for the people.
Sure enough, after listening to Han Du's words, Huang Jinshu's expression softened a lot, and a smile gradually bloomed on her face. The knot in her heart gradually untied. Just as Zhen Guogong said, although her whole family was demoted, they just happened to avoid it.
The start of the melee at the end of the Yuan Dynasty was indeed a blessing in disguise.
“Thanks, town”
"Huh?" Before Huang Jinshu could finish speaking, Han Du glared.
Huang Jinshu had no choice but to change his mind immediately, blushing and said, "Thank you dad."
"That's right." Han Du laughed.
Then he said to Uncle Wu, who was following him, "Uncle Wu asked the cook to cook some good dishes, and I will take care of my return tonight."
"Okay." Uncle Wu quickly smiled and bowed.
When Anqing heard that Huang Jinshu was a Han, it was a little bit in line with her wishes. Then she saw that Huang Jinshu had beautiful features, eyes as bright as stars, and a hint of intelligence. He didn't say anything more, and he didn't continue to object.
Looking at the silly smile on Han Fuli's face, An Qing shook his head slightly. He was a silly son, and he probably did such a stupid thing as a private life-long decision just because he was attracted by his appearance!