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Chapter 20 Playing balls is the meal of youth, and I can't control how many years I will be full (asking for a monthly ticket)

As a servant of Cai's mansion, they are simply accustomed to such things as the son of the mansion being cleaned up by the prime minister, and they are not surprised.

Don't look at the Prime Minister outside, it seems that he will always be calm and generous with the demeanor of the prime minister.

But up and down in the mansion, if you honestly follow Xiangye's wishes, then there is no need to say anything.

But if you dare to disobey Xiangye's intentions, hehe... Xiangye's speed of turning his face is probably not slower than turning over a book.

Not one of these Xiangye's direct bloodlines has survived Xiangye's masterful ruler.

Think about the elder son Cai You, who also grew up with his father's ruler when he was young.

When he finally became an official, he felt that he should have his own voice when he grew up, got married and started a career.

As a result, because of verbal conflicts, the eldest son who got married and started a career was chased away by the prime minister using a ruler.

From that day on, the Eldest Young Master never entered the mansion again, and even the servants of the Cai Mansion were not allowed to set foot in his own small house.

And I heard that in the court hall, whatever Xiangye wanted to do, the eldest son would stand up and strongly oppose it.

Although the master and the eldest son did not tear their faces openly in front of others, it seemed that they were discussing the facts.

But there is no airtight wall in the world, and the behavior of father and son killing each other has made many court officials laugh openly and secretly, watching their master's jokes.

There were so many gossips that made one's scalp tingle, which made Xiangye's temper even more moody after returning home.

The rain kept falling, and before it stopped, Liu Lang had given in, and weepingly promised his father that he would be obedient, go to Gao Mansion to be a teacher, and recognize Gao Zhang as his senior brother.

It wasn't until this time that Cai Jing turned his anger into joy, threw the ruler back on the desk, and touched his son's fleshy face distressedly.

"Look, you child, it would be better to listen to what father said earlier."

"Come on, you can accompany Liu Lang to the Gaoqiu mansion..."

Not long after, a treacherous Cai mansion steward left the mansion accompanied by Cai Liulang, who was grinning with tears on his face and rubbing his buttocks.

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At the backyard of Gaofu, at this moment, the game tool for playing ball on the table has changed.

In order to let his father have fun, Gao Zhang played superbly.So I personally guided the craftsmen to create a brand new table.

This kind of slightly arched table makes the ball that falls on the table not just bounce in place, but will actively leap towards the batter.

At the same time, the speed is faster, which enhances the confrontation and fun.

Seeing his father, who was strangled by the Hunjun and contemplating behind closed doors, was sweating profusely and his face was flushed.

Gao Zhang couldn't help showing a satisfied smile. Finally, Gao Qiu, who once again defeated twelve Gao family servants in a row, finally left the game table satisfied.

Let those skilled Gaofu servants continue to practice fighting against each other.

Wiping off the sweat all over his face, he picked up the Liangbai handed over by his son Gao Zhang and drained it in one gulp.

Only then did Gao Qiu show a contented smile, and turned his head, looking at his clever, well-behaved and filial child Gao Zhang, feeling very satisfied in his heart.

"Zhang'er, it has been decided for my father. After my father returns to the court, I will dedicate this kind of ball-playing game and tools to the officials. It will definitely make the officials happy."

Speaking of this, Gao Qiu gently patted his son's shoulder with his big hand and said.

"At that time, my son's name will definitely leave a good impression in the hearts of officials."

"???" Gao Zhang's original perfunctory smile hardened instantly, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thinking of the record of treacherous ministers in the history books, I stood shoulder to shoulder with my own father, smiling shyly and nervously.

The detailed introduction below reads: A traitor father and son who got lucky by playing ball.

Playing ball, which consumes a lot of physical energy, eats the food of youth, and you can't control how many years you are full.

Lao Tzu's compulsion should be a little bit higher anyway, he has to rely on licking anyway, ah no... relying on talent and brains to win.

"No, no, dad, you must not expose the child."

Seeing that his own son Gao Zhang was like a rabbit jumping up from a hot pot, Gao Qiu was stunned.

"Why, Zhang'er, do you know, if you can leave a good impression in front of the officials.

The future should be limitless, even if you will be able to sit on the position of being a father in the future, it is not certain. "

Glancing at his own father sitting on the bluestone steps like himself, Gao Zhang wiped his face and felt that he should do something.

"Father, the child is still young, and he still wants to spend more time with his parents and take care of them."

"Besides, my son's ability to play ball is not even what my father has. If it is said that my son made something, maybe the officials will think that my father is deceiving the king..."

Looking at the pitiful expression of his own son sitting beside him, Gao Qiu couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart.

"Okay, okay, my son's worries are not unreasonable, but he is greedy for his own child's credit for his father..."

"You are my father, and I am your child. If father can be favored by officials, both the child and mother will only be happy for father."

Seeing his own son's face full of stubbornness, he insisted on letting himself, the father, take all the credit.

Gao Qiu's heart was very warm, yes, my son is so smart and capable at such a young age.

If you enter the sight of the officials too early, you will definitely provoke the hostility of those officials who don't talk about martial arts and are seriously introverted.

After all, Zhang'er is only 11 years old. After all, he is still an immature child. He has not yet had the capital and courage to stand upright despite the wind and rain.

"Then I can only wrong my son, but it is impossible for father to take his own child's things and not show it.

Whatever Zhanger wants, just tell Dad, and Dad will promise you..."

Hearing this, Gao Zhang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, showing a cute and innocent smile.

"Then Daddy, let's pull the hook. When the child thinks of what he wants, he will mention it to Daddy."

"Hahaha...Okay, as a father, I will hook up with my son..."

Not far away, Fu An, who was sweating from playing foosball just now, followed the sound of laughter.

I saw the hearty and hearty laughing old master Gao Qiu smiling and pulling the hook with the innocent and lovely young master with his little finger.

For some reason, seeing this scene, he subconsciously shivered.

It's just that when the eyes of the young master Gao Zhang, who was aware of it, swept over, Fu An hurriedly nodded and bowed, showing a flattering smile that was almost flattering.

Fu An always felt that Gao Zhang, the son after a serious illness, was more terrifying than the powerful master who was the Taiwei of the Great Song Dynasty.

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A low-key and luxurious carriage slowly stopped at the entrance of Gao's mansion.

The two servants of the Gao Mansion who were guarding the gate of the mansion looked at the carriage curiously, and saw a steward beside the car walking quickly.

"Please inform your son as soon as possible, my Liulang is here today to pay respects to Master."

"Your son is..."

"Cai Yao's sixth son, Liulang Cai Yao."

"What?!" The faces of the two Gao family servants guarding the door changed.

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