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Chapter Thirteen: For whom is Fenglu standing in the middle of the night?(1/2)

Chong Xuan Sheng's obese figure is a source of joy most of the time.

Especially when walking around, the fat is rippling like water, making it even more ridiculous. Where is the momentum at all?

Most people in this world are not as good as him in family background, intelligence or achievements, but they are not as obese as him, so they have reasons to laugh at him.

But today, he walked out without looking back. In the Bowang Hou Mansion, which was as deep as the sea, he was no longer the lonely little fat man lying on the ground. He was no longer the little fat man who had always put on fake smiles. Young Master, but a truly grown-up "person".

The upper part can hold up the sky, the lower part can stand on the ground, and a single tree can block the wind and rain.

He did not have the magical power to control the heavens and the earth, but he was taller and more powerful than ever before.

Smart people always have a lot of ideas and a broad mind. Sometimes the smarter you are, the harder it is to know what you really want.

But now he knows.

Chongxuan Yunbo's voice grew old behind him: "Do you know what you will lose if you just walk out like this?"

Chong Xuan Sheng also left his young voice behind: "I will no longer remember what I lost, I only remember what I have."

What he lost was probably the hereditary Prince Bowang, the possibility of catching up with Jiang Wang Zhongxuanzun in cultivation, the hope of Dongzhen, the intricate network of relationships of the entire Zhongxuan family, and the present and future of the top sects of the Daqi Empire. future.

But so what?

He strode out, his voice remaining in Bowanghou's mansion.

"Now, I still have at least one Desheng Trading Company, at least one Jiang Wang who will stand by my side no matter what the circumstances, and at least...Fourteen."

"With fourteen, I have everything."

"Grandpa, I hope you really didn't do anything to Fourteen. Otherwise, I would actually be a terrible person."

Chongxuan Yunbo realized that he was actually being threatened.

It's ridiculous because of the situation.

In terms of love, the following is the greatest disrespect.

But there was no anger in his heart.

He is just a little lonely.

None of his four sons, from Mingguang to Minghe, put family first.

None of his two direct grandsons, from Chongxuanzun to Chongxuansheng, put family first.

He never wanted to do anything to Fourteen.

From beginning to end, it was just to make Zhongxuan Sheng compromise and let Shi Shi be his concubine.

Unexpectedly, Chongxuan Sheng would not give in even this step.

Every family he has high hopes for in the future has its own stubbornness, and that stubbornness is not the family itself.

How ironic, isn't it?

He leaned back on the chair, feeling very hard. But when he spoke, he held his breath and refused to weaken. He snorted coldly: "I am so important to Xuan Yunbo that I won't take it out on a little girl."

Just like that, in the somewhat dazzling skylight, I watched the fat figure disappear.

Just like many years ago...

I can’t remember exactly how long it’s been, it feels like it just happened yesterday.

The child left and never came back.

Will never come back.

"Confused, Dad!"

Chongxuan Mingguang suddenly rushed in, startling Zhongxuan Yunbo, and almost shocked him on the spot.

He rolled his eyes and couldn't help but scolded: "What are you doing Chongzhong!"

Chongxuan Mingguang came closer, gathering the fragments of the wooden handrail on the ground with his boots, and said: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, ka, didn't I come to see you? In case you have something wrong with me."

Chongxuan Yunbo got up and went to find the knife: "I will let you have three advantages and two disadvantages today!"

"Dad, dad!" Zhongxuan Mingguang quickly hugged his waist and said in a loud voice: "Calm down! Calm down! Calm down!"

Zhongxuan Yunbo struggled for a moment but didn't move, and felt sad for a moment.

He cursed: "Open the car for me!"

Chongxuan Mingguang maintained a defensive posture, and while letting go of his hand, he pulled away and muttered: "Why are you angry at me? It's not me who provoked you." "You are not convinced, are you?" Chongxuan Yunbo glared irritably.

Looking at him: "You are not even convinced, are you?"

"I'm convinced." Chongxuan Mingguang nodded and bowed and smiled: "I'm very convinced. You old man, please calm down and don't argue with the idiot!"

When Chongxuan Yunbo heard this, he realized that this was indeed the case. The eldest son had been in a bad state for a day or two. At least he now had a sense of his own stupidity, which was considered to be a lot of progress... so he changed chairs again.

sit down.

Then I heard Chongxuan Mingguang say again: "This kid Asheng has not inherited the wisdom of my Chongxuan family at all, what on earth is going on in his mind?

The old man didn't sound right: "So who did you call an idiot just now?"

Chongxuan Mingguang said matter-of-factly: "Ah Sheng! Could it be me?!"

The old man didn't speak for a while.

Chongxuan Mingguang said again: "I don't know how to accept such a good marriage. I have to marry a dead soldier and only marry one wife in this life. Isn't this pure stupidity? How can there be a marquis and wife who was born as a dead soldier in the world?

Spread the word and make people laugh!"

Chongxuan Yunbo did not scold him this time.

He stayed quietly for a while and sighed: "This way he will look like his father."

Some people think about wounds that hurt once and for all, but as time goes by, they never heal. The older they get, the more they think about them again and again.

Chongxuan Mingguang approached him habitually, pinched the old man's shoulders skillfully, and sighed: "Oh, no wonder you are so worried, old father. The second and third brothers left early, and the fourth brother went overseas and refused to come back.

Jing. My A-Zun is so outstanding that he was granted the title of Marquis so quickly and separated the family to become independent. My nephew is too ignorant and does not consider the family at all... Such a big family has no successor. How sad!"

Chongxuan Yunbo also felt extremely sad.

"It seems... I can only rely on me. I have been keeping a low profile and playing games for so many years. It is time to calm down and lead the Chongxuan clan to a new stage!"

Chongxuan Mingguang patted the old man on the shoulder and said, "Dad, don't worry, I will do a good job after you leave!"

Chongxuan Yunbo, who was already weak in energy and blood, suddenly stood up, turned around and raised his legs, all at once.

With a beautiful whip kick, the straw bag was pulled out of the door.

"roll!!!"

Chong Xuan Sheng rolled a step ahead of his dear uncle.

Of course, he is not as handsome as his uncle, but his posture is much more chic.

Daqi Wu'anhou was waiting for him in the courtyard.

Seeing him like this, he didn't say anything else. He just took out a handkerchief and handed it to him, motioning for him to wipe it.

Chong Xuan Sheng wiped the blood on his forehead and walked out side by side with his old friend.

After wiping it, I felt something was wrong, so I put it in front of my eyes and looked at it: "Where did you get this handkerchief? It smells so good, is so beautiful, and is it pink?"

Jiang Wang shrugged his shoulders: "I don't know who put it in my room when I was in the academy. I saw it was embroidered with gold threads and tattooed with the Jiechen magic circle.

It should be quite valuable, you can help me sell it later."

Zhong Xuansheng shouted, pressed the pink handkerchief back to the wound, and continued walking out.

"Is there more?" he asked suddenly.

"What?"

Chong Xuansheng took a handkerchief and waved in front of Jiang Wang.

"There are also a few sachets, a sword, a short bow, a book of poems... Well, why is there a tea set?" Jiang Wang said as he took out things, only bits and pieces.

"Okay, okay, stop it." Zhong Xuansheng felt that his forehead was starting to hurt.

Jiang Wang also remained silent.

"Did Ye Henshui say anything to you just now?" Chong Xuansheng asked again.

"I didn't say anything. He just complimented me casually. He also said that you performed very well in the battlefield of Faxia and he appreciated it." Jiang Wang thought for a while and added: "You don't look angry."

"Whether I'm angry or not, I won't show it in front of you. Besides, a person like Ye Henshui won't rush to see off his niece. That is, the old man still has some face, so he asked him to come today..."

Chong Xuansheng said this, and then said: "Who cares, it's none of my business!

We finally arrived at the gate of the Hou Mansion.

Chongxuan Sheng said: "We have to walk back. We won't be able to use the Chongxuan family's carriage in the future."

Jiang Wang just said: "Just take a walk."

So the two of them waited for the car, and actually walked out side by side.

Walk out of Bowanghou Mansion, walk out of the street where Bowanghou Mansion is located, and merge into the bustling flow of people in Linzi.
To be continued...
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