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Chapter four hundred and twentieth eight scolding

Mrs. Xu pursed her lips. She knew that Song Chengxuan was very powerful. He could defeat the Japanese, defeat the enemy in Changzhou without a general officer, kill the Japanese generals, and capture the Japanese nobles alive. Such a person was naturally unusual.

There is no need to label yourself a rebel at a time like this. If the Crown Prince of Wei were alive, he would be in his twenties.

Even if Changxing is a fool, Qinghuan will not be easily deceived because of his intelligence.

Mrs. Xu asked: "What about Mr. Xue..."

An Yihou nodded: "Xue Chen knows about this."

In other words, Quanzhou is home to the troops of the Prince of Wei. You need to know the border guards and know the generals but not the king. If you plan early, the soldiers in the guards will become the confidants of the Crown Prince of Wei.

After thinking about it this way, it seems that everything is true. It is impossible for a fake person to accomplish so many things, let alone to network someone like Xue Chen.

Mrs. Xu knew that the matter was not simple, but she never expected such a result. Although she was in a mess, she was relieved from the bottom of her heart.

The Crown Prince of Wei is still alive, but countless people have died to leave such hope for the Palace of Wei.

"It's so noble."

Mrs. Xu couldn't help but say that compared with them, the actions of the Anyi Houfu were despicable.

Mrs. Xu's eyes moved to An Yihou again, and she looked at her son suspiciously: "Could it be that you forced Qing Huan to agree to the marriage, and wanted to use Qing Huan to atone for the sins of Prince Wei..."

An Yihou's face changed drastically: "Mother...is your son so miserable in your heart?"

Mrs. Xu snorted coldly: "Not much better."

An Yihou was both ashamed and embarrassed: "How could my son do this? When Chengxuan mentioned the marriage contract between the two families, my son was hesitant to agree. My son had already thought about it at that time. If Qing Huan was not willing..."

"If I were you, I would die of shame here, and you still have the nerve to say this," Mrs. Xu said, "Would Qing Huan tell you that she doesn't want to? She had already thought clearly before that, and with the child's temperament, she would

You have thought everything through inside and out. At that time, you probably didn’t even know who Song Chengxuan was.

If I realize it later, I have the nerve to talk nonsense here and act like a father."

An Yihou was said to be extremely ashamed.

Mrs. Xu continued: "What kind of character do you have? Apart from me, Qing Huan understands you best.

You have never forgotten what happened back then. If you knew that Queen Wei's descendants were still alive, you would definitely have trouble eating and sleeping at night."

Mrs. Xu became angrier as she talked.

An Yihou knelt down again: "It's all the son's fault. It was the son who was sorry for Prince Wei back then. Although the Xu family survived by chance, he could not let his mother live a stable life."

An Yihou lowered his head, his whole back was arched, and he looked more and more old. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be balanced, and he has not done anything well.

"You can't be blamed for everything that happened back then," Mrs. Xu's attitude softened, "The entire Anyi Marquis Mansion was at fault."

An Yihou said: "My son never thought that he would have the opportunity to stand with the descendants of Queen Wei."

Mrs. Xu let out a long sigh and looked at An Yihou: "Back then, you bowed your head to the emperor, and everyone inside and outside the court said that you led the troops to rebel against the traitors in the Wei Palace. If I were the prince of Wei,

I must hate you very much. If I meet you again, even if I don't kill you to pay homage to the dead souls of Prince Wei, I will never pay attention to you again. It's best to watch you destroy yourself, and deserters should be damned.

Why would the prince bring up old matters and be willing to marry you again? What are the benefits of marrying you? You have no military power now, you are not trusted by the emperor, and you have offended the queen mother and the Zhang family. Even if the Anyihou Mansion has not fallen now,

You are not far away from being in ruins. No matter what, there is no reason for the prince to regard you as his father-in-law."

After hearing these words, An Yihou moved uneasily. It turned out that in his mother's heart, the Xu family was about to be in trouble. As the head of the family, he had reached such a point.

Mrs. Xu obviously hadn't finished her sentence yet: "When you fought with the Japanese, was it Song Chengxuan who saved you?"

An Yihou nodded: "If it were not for the Crown Prince, my son would really be buried at sea."

Thinking that An Yihou almost died for the country, Mrs. Xu's anger subsided a little. She looked at An Yihou carefully and saw a red mark on An Yihou's chin, which was obviously caused by the crutch in her hand.

beat.

"Get up and talk," Mrs. Xu said, "I am very tired looking down at you like this."

An Yihou responded and stood up.

Mrs. Xu took the tea and took a sip, and then said after a while: "The Crown Prince of Wei not only saved you, but also Qing Huan and Qing'an. No wonder Huan'er would say that he has good character. Thinking about it this way, it is really rare.

"

An Yihou was about to nod.

Mrs. Xu glanced over again: "But it has nothing to do with you that he did these things. Most of the time the prince did this because of Huan'er."

What An Yihou wanted to say was blocked in his throat.

Mrs. Xu said: "Why did I raise such a useless son like you? You spend all day lecturing Qing'an. You are not as considerate as Qing'an."

An Yihou thought of his unworthy son, and felt a little dissatisfied and aggrieved. No matter how he calculated it, he would not be compared with that worthless thing. His eyes fell on the crutch in Mrs. Xu's hand. When did his mother have such a thing?

He always felt that something was inseparable from his unworthy son.

Mrs. Xu said: "Are you prepared for this?"

An Yihou solemnly said: "You must not break your promise when you made it back then..."

"You have promised so many things, and how many have been accomplished? You mention them when you need them, and hide your face when you don't need them. You have the nerve to say such things, and I am ashamed of you. Anyway, I will marry Song

The family member is not you, so you can naturally say it easily."

When An Yihou heard Mrs. Xu's words, his old face couldn't help but blush: "Mother, at least save some face for your son. How can your son be so relaxed? My son would rather die than suffer Huan'er."

"It's nice to say, I saved you face, but you promised Huan'er to me like this," Mrs. Xu said coldly, "How can such a heavy burden and my Huan'er's thin shoulders be carried out like this?"

Can bear it...

One thing you said is right. If it were you, I wouldn't even blink. I feel sorry for my Huan'er. Why should she take on such a thing for the Anyi Hou Mansion?

She has a father and a brother, and if either one of them could be relied upon, this would not be the outcome today."

What Mrs. Xu said was very reasonable, and Marquis Anyi could not refute it.

Mrs. Xu continued: "Do you know what situation Huan'er will face in the future?

When the situation is bad, everyone can escape. As the wife of the Crown Prince of Wei, she has to live and die with the Crown Prince of Wei. This is not a trivial matter, it is a major matter of going against the court and the emperor.

Back then, you yourself couldn't live and die with Prince Wei's palace, but now you sent your daughter up there and asked her to do it for you."


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