Chapter seven hundred and second strange father and son
Xu Qinghuan frowned after hearing what his brother said. He thought for a long time, and then looked at Xu Qing'an seriously: "My brother asked me this, but I don't know. I wasn't born yet at that time.
My brother has to go back and ask his father and mother about this matter. It is best to ask them both in front of them, so that they can corroborate each other and find out the truth more easily."
Xu Qingan couldn't help but pursed his lips: "If I ask the truth, will they get angry and beat me up?"
Xu Qinghuan walked forward: "I will deliver food to my brother."
Why did Xu Qing'an feel that her sister had become bad? She said a series of words as if she wanted to send him to be beaten on purpose, and then she took the opportunity to follow her brother-in-law to the southeast.
It's not that easy to get rid of him.
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Although Motuo has not yet become the new leader, he has led his clan members to handle clan affairs all year round, which has honed his composure and composure. His eyes are bright and clear. He treats people from the court with respect, but he also behaves like a northern man.
He was straightforward and cordial, talking to Song Chengxuan with a smile.
Seeing Xu Qinghuan and Xu Qingan approaching, he immediately saluted Song Chengxuan again, then turned around to talk to Xu Qinghuan.
"These must be the prince and the eldest lady, they look a bit like the marquis."
Motuo did not call Xu Qinghuan Song's Grandma, apparently because she was closer to the Anyi Marquis Mansion.
As soon as Mo Tuo finished speaking, Wang Shu stepped forward with an embarrassed look and whispered: "Uncle, you made a mistake. That is the uncle from the Anyi Marquis Mansion."
Motuo stood there stunned, An Yihou only had a daughter, where did the two uncles come from?
"What nonsense." Motuo glanced at Wang Shu. The child had been at the border for too long and his brain was damaged. He had already received news that the children of Governor Song and Marquis Anyi were here.
Wang Shu pursed his lips. His uncle refused to listen to him. He would definitely be embarrassed for a while. They had become very familiar with each other along the way. How could he make a mistake.
Just as Wang Shu was about to step forward, someone grabbed him by the lapel of his clothes. He turned around and saw Mo Zheng.
After such a delay, Xu Qingan had already started talking to Motuo.
"Do I really look like my father?"
Motuo nodded.
"You're not lying? How long has it been since you last seen my father? You can see that?"
Motuo was stunned for a moment. His words were meant to be polite, but he didn't expect that the prince would act like he was asking for more information.
Motuo coughed and changed the subject: "When Mr. Hou was in Northern Xinjiang, the prince was still young and the eldest daughter was not yet born. I didn't expect that he would be so old in a blink of an eye. Time flies so fast," Motuo paused as he spoke.
He paused, "It's a pity that Mr. Hou didn't come. My father has been looking forward to meeting Mr. Hou again."
When we arrive at Guangningwei, we are in front of the Liaodong Dusi, and further north are our Haixi clans. Marquis Anyi often came to Haixi as a guest back then, and it feels like home when we get here."
Wang Shu looked at everything in front of him in surprise.
The uncle and the Xu family seemed to be having a pleasant conversation without any embarrassment. Wang Shu swallowed and looked at Mo Zheng.
"Only my cousin thinks so," Mo Zheng said calmly, "We all know that he is the Prince of Anyi."
"Isn't Mr. Anyi Hou Shizi very ill? He will soon..." die?
Wang Shu covered his mouth at the critical moment. Although his voice was not loud, Motuo still heard a few words. Motuo showed an unhappy look on his face and looked at Wang Shu with a bit of majesty.
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Wang Shu immediately lowered his head.
Mo Tuo looked at Song Chengxuan apologetically, and then fell on Xu Qinghuan's face: "My nephew has been in the military camp for a long time and is used to being careless. I wonder if he has caused any trouble?"
"No," Xu Qing'an said very magnanimously, "But you sir..."
When Mo Tuo heard Xu Qing'an mention Mo Zheng, his expression changed: "What did he do again?" He glanced at Mo Zheng with his eyes.
Under his father's sharp gaze, Mo Zheng still raised his head, as if he was fearless.
The two eyes instantly separated.
Xu Qinghuan looked at the father and son in front of him. They seemed very unfamiliar to each other. Mo Tuo's eyes were complicated, and Mo Zheng was unwilling to explain.
"Mo Zheng helped a lot," Xu Qing'an continued, "helped plan the food supplies that Nuergan sent to the health center.
To be able to do this at such a young age is a bit like my demeanor back then, and I think I will have a bright future in the future."
After Xu Qing'an said this, Yong Ye next to him suddenly choked on his own saliva, and his face turned red. The prince's face was getting thicker and thicker.
Motuo looked at Song Chengxuan in disbelief: "The Governor of Song Dynasty is checking the food that Nurgan sends to the border guard station every year? So the imperial court has begun to pay attention to Northern Xinjiang?"
Motuo couldn't help but feel a little flustered in his heart. He didn't know the Song Governor yet, but he felt that the Song Governor was different from other officials in the Zhou Dynasty, and he might really bring about a turn for the better for Nuerqian.
Nuergan had surrendered to the Great Zhou a long time ago, but there were still frequent fights between the tribes. Those who could be elected as clan leaders had experienced hundreds of battles. If they killed too much, they would inevitably be stained with murderous intent, so the Great Zhou court sent
officials were wary of them.
This Governor Song was young, and the majesty he showed in his movements was enough to intimidate everyone. This is why Governor Song, with not many people, dared to go directly north to Nuer to investigate the case.
Ma Wei, the second son of Governor Ma, spoke at the right time: "We'd better welcome Governor Song to Guangning Guard first. If we have anything to say, we can talk slowly."
Motuo smiled and said, "I was too anxious."
Everyone got on their horses and cars again, ready to continue on their way.
Xu Qinghuan walked back to the carriage and before he sat down, Xu Qing'an also came up and pushed Feng Chu and Sister Hui aside.
"Sister, what I said is right, Mo Zheng is not Mo Tuo's biological son," Xu Qing'an winked, "Look at the appearance of their father and son..."
Xu Qinghuan opened the curtain and looked outside, only to see Mo Tuo and Wang Shu walking together, while Mo Zheng followed Qi Defang, far away from his father.
Even if it's not what the brother said, there must be a rift between the father and son. Could it be that even if Qing'e's lie is exposed, what happened in the past life will still happen?
The carriage entered Guangningwei.
Governor Ma immediately came forward to greet them and arranged a courtyard for Song Chengxuan and Xu Qinghuan to stay.
Song Chengxuan went to the government office to discuss matters with Governor Ma. Xu Qinghuan took Sister Hui for a walk in the garden. After a while, Zhenren Zhang walked in.
"Miss," Zhang Zhenren stepped forward and said, "there is some movement over at the Yu family. I heard that they brought a lot of cotton and they are coming to teach the women to spin and weave."
Teaching people to weave in Northern Xinjiang sounds like a good thing, but the drunkards of the Yu family are not interested in drinking. The real plan is Northern Xinjiang.
"I'm going to ask if there are more girls in Northern Xinjiang who can read and write recently. They are about thirteen or fourteen years old. They speak very well and look like women from a wealthy family."
Zhang Zhenzhen was curious as to how such a girl could be sent to northern Xinjiang.
While the two were talking, Sister Hui walked over quickly and took Xu Qinghuan's hand: "Grandma, the girl I met at the squire's house is in the garden."