Zhu Biao suddenly became embarrassed. Seeing his father staring at him with burning eyes, he had no choice but to reply truthfully in a low voice: "My son...my son also went to the West."
"Did you go to the West?" Lao Zhu's expression changed, and he yelled loudly: "Do you know how dangerous it is to go to sea? Han Du has led the navy for so many years, and he almost didn't come back last time. You have been there since you were a child. Are you looking for death just because you dare to go out to sea?"
Zhu Biao was scolded and had to lower his head to apologize. After Lao Zhu finished scolding, he forced a smile and explained: "My son, I see that those Westerners are all kinds of people, come from different places and speak different words. I heard that Westerners are It’s very big, so I decided to go and have a look.”
When Han Du heard this, he immediately cast a grateful look at Zhu Biao. When Zhu Biao said this, it was tantamount to taking all the responsibility for going to the West on him. Han Du has no responsibility at all. Since he has no fault, Lao Zhu shouldn't be able to punish himself, right?
Han Du raised his eyes and motioned to Lao Zhu, "Look, this trip to the West is your precious son's attention and has nothing to do with me."
Lao Zhu turned to look at Han Du, his face darkened, and he glared at him fiercely.
Then he ignored Han Du and turned to face Zhu Biao with a smile on his face again.
"Then what did you see when you went to the West? Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. This time you traveled tens of thousands of miles to the West. You should gain something, right?"
"The harvest is too great..." Zhu Biao quickly started fighting with his father, emperor and mother, and saw everything he saw along the way. What about Westerners being many different people, what about the extremely fertile land along the way, what about the slave market on the other side of the West, and what Horumus saw and heard...
When Zhu Biao talked about Tianfang, it became in his mouth that the leader of the Mamluk dynasty, Belguge, committed regicide. He led the troops to uphold the right path and fought bloody battles with the Mamluk dynasty. Not only did she seek justice for Princess Faraji, she even received a large area of land and gold as a gift from Faraji.
"Wait a minute, Biao'er, what do you mean you are there, why don't you have a fight with the locals?" Lao Zhu asked Zhu Biao, but his eyes drifted to Han Du involuntarily.
Han Du faced Lao Zhu's suspicion with a calm face, holding his head high without being humble or arrogant, to show that it was really none of his business and it was all Zhu Biao's decision.
And the fact is that Han Du didn't want to go to the West at all. It was Zhu Biao who insisted on going, so Han Du had to follow him all the way.
Zhu Biao commanded the war for the first time, and he won a complete victory. You can imagine his excitement. When his father asked him this question, he immediately began to talk with joy.
There is no better son than a father. Lao Zhu knows very well how Zhu Biao is doing. If it comes to handling government affairs, Zhu Biao is certainly a good hand. But when it comes to marching and fighting...Zhu Biao has never led an army once, so how can we fight this battle? Although Zhu Biao has read many military books, fighting relies on practice again and again. If you can only read military books but have no chance to practice them, then it is just another Zhao Kuo who can only talk about military affairs on paper. Leading troops requires experience and experience. Otherwise, how could we say that "one general can make a thousand bones wither"?
Lao Zhu echoed Zhu Biao, who was in high spirits, and in a few words he revealed the true situation at that time. Hearing that Zhu Biao was leading a fleet to bombard the enemies lured to the beach, Lao Zhu finally understood how Zhu Biao won.
Seeing that Han Du really did not help Zhu Biao, but took the credit to Zhu Biao. Lao Zhu wanted to listen to Zhu Biao talk about his great achievements, so naturally he had no energy to take care of Han Du.
Queen Ma took the opportunity to wave to Han Du and signal him to leave.
Han Du immediately understood and quietly stood up and exited the hall.
Although Lao Zhu was a little dissatisfied, when he saw Zhu Biao telling him everything about Xiyang in a loud voice, he didn't care about Han Du and acquiesced in his departure.
...
Han Du walked out of the palace alone and looked at the busy streets with people coming and going. Suddenly, he felt extremely lonely, and the longing in his heart came like a tide. Han Du had only one thought in his mind, and that was to go home.
"Master Marquis, I know that the Marquis has entered the palace, so I asked the younger one to wait for the Marquis here. Is the Marquis going home now, or?" A servant of the Zhenhai Marquis Mansion was waiting at the entrance of the palace, holding a horse. Seeing Han Du coming out, he quickly led his horse to greet him.
Han Du immediately took the reins happily, got on the horse, clamped his legs together, and said loudly: "Let's go home!"
The horse trotted all the way back to Zhenhaihou Mansion. As soon as Han Du showed up as a guard, someone immediately ran into the manor to report. The rest of the guards surrounded Han Du and congratulated in unison: "Welcome the Marquis back to the house~"
Han Du jumped off the horse in a flash and threw the reins to the servant who had followed him all the way back. At this time, the fifth uncle of the housekeeper happened to come out of the gate. Han Du smiled and said: "Everyone in the house will reward five guan of money, so that everyone will be happy."
"Yes, Lord Marquis, we will definitely make arrangements." Uncle Wu smiled and looked around at the people around him.
"Thank you Lord Marquis for the reward~"
Uncle Wu took two quick steps forward, leaned over Han Du and said softly: "Master Marquis, please come back to the house quickly. The master and his wife are waiting for him. In addition, Her Royal Highness the Princess is also waiting for him."
"Yes, I understand." Han Du nodded slightly. Although his face was calm, he couldn't help but feel uneasy in his heart. Especially when Han Du heard that An Qing was waiting for him, he felt even more uneasy.
He had personally promised Anqing that he would not be away from home for too long. As a result, not long after making the promise, he was dragged to Nanyang by Zhu Biao. It’s just a trip to Nanyang. It only takes a few months to go back and forth, so it won’t waste much time. But Zhu Biao insisted on going to the West. It has been almost a year since he came back. It is strange that Anqing can give him a good look.
But no matter what, Han Du still had to face it. Without stopping, he soon arrived at the lobby and saw his father and mother, Han Shu, and An Qing with his two children.
"Father, mother, Anqing, I'm back." Han Du walked in and greeted everyone with a smile, looking calm and composed.
Dad didn't say anything more, just nodded and said: "It's good to come back. I heard that taking a boat on the sea is a hard job. You have been wandering at sea for so long. Now that you are back, you should have a good rest. By the way, the emperor will give it to you How long have you been resting?"
Han De was stunned for a moment, then recalled that he had quietly retreated, and Lao Zhu hadn't told him how many days he could rest. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, my son misses home so much that he can't wait to hear that he can rest for a few days."
Hande just nodded and didn't take the matter to heart. When officials from the capital go out and return to the capital, they will arrange some time to rest. This is the usual practice. Even if Han Du is not informed now, officials will come to notify Han Du tomorrow. Han De did not take this matter to heart. He looked at the dignified and virtuous An Qing who was sitting aside and said nothing. He waved to Han Du and sighed: "Go back and have a good rest first. Don't worry about me and your mother. Go back and spend time with your two children."
Han Du looked down at his eldest son and daughter. Han Kezhong was already eight years old and was almost as tall as Han Du's chest. Although he hasn't seen Han Du for almost a year, he still doesn't have any friendship with Han Du. When he saw Han Du looking at him, he still shouted, "Dad!"
"Yeah." Han Du snorted in his nose and responded to him.
But the daughter is different. She was just three years old when Han Du left, and she is only four years old now. A three-year-old child can't remember things yet, and she feels extremely strange to Han Du. Seeing Han Du approaching with a smile on his face, she simply slumped her face, pursed her lips, turned her head and crawled into An Qing's arms.
The smile on Han Du's face suddenly froze. He never expected that this little girl would dare to deny him the dignity of being a father.
After covering up his embarrassment, Han Du turned back to his father and mother and said, "Dad, mother, that child is going back."
"Yes." Han De nodded heavily, waved to Han Du and said, "Go back and have a good rest."
An Qing also stood up with his daughter in his arms, bowed his head slightly towards the two elders, and said softly: "An Qing retires."
"go Go......"
When An Qing faced the two elders in the lobby, he always had a faint smile on his face. But as soon as he walked out of the lobby threshold, the smile on An Qing's face disappeared instantly and turned into a gloomy and stern look.
Han Du's heart skipped a beat when she saw this. She originally thought that An Qing would just expose the matter like this, but looking at her current appearance, she was not going to let it go.
An Qing's expression never changed from the time he left the lobby to the time he returned to his yard.
As soon as he walked into the courtyard, Han Du had to speak. He asked with a smile without saying anything: "An Qing, don't you want to be like this? I feel very panic when you are like this."
An Qing suddenly stopped, turned around and looked at Han Du angrily, his eyes piercing Han Du like sharp swords, without saying a word.
Only then did the daughter in her arms have the courage to peek at Han Du quietly and ask timidly: "Mom, is he Niuniu's father?"
"He is not your father. Your father has died at sea." An Qing said angrily.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo might be all An Qing said angrily, but who knew the little girl actually took it seriously, her face suddenly collapsed and she started crying loudly.
Han Du suddenly felt heartbroken and couldn't help but blame An Qing, "Look at what nonsense you and the child are talking about, oh oh oh, girl, be good and don't cry. I am your father."
An Qing was also frightened by her daughter's reaction, and quickly comforted her softly, "My good daughter, don't cry. Mother lied to you just now. He is your father. Your father is not dead, he is still alive."
The daughter timidly stared at her round eyes and asked An Qing innocently, "Mom, are everything you said true?"
"Really, really, of course it's all true, this is your father." An Qing was afraid of scaring the child again, so he nodded helplessly and admitted.
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