Reborn in the last years of Kangxi

Chapter 984 Poisonous Gas

Hearing Hang Seng's resolute tone, Gelke Yanpil still didn't give up, and said with a bit of persuasion: "Zhasaktu also has scholars with profound knowledge, and eminent monks who spread the profound meaning of Buddhism. No matter what you want to learn , will get what you want.”

Hang Seng looked at Ge Ke Yan Pi Le, a little confused, he didn't understand why this man insisted on taking him away.

Because he is his "father"?

Thinking of these two words, Hang Seng couldn't sit still.

In his heart, the only father he trusts and recognizes is his adoptive father Cao Yong.Although the person in front of him was close to him, he couldn't completely trust him.

Whether the people in Zhasaktu are simple and the pastures are vast, he doesn't know, and he doesn't want to know. He only knows that it is an extremely remote place, thousands of miles away, and it takes half a year to go back and forth.

If they were taken away, they would no longer see their parents, elder brothers and younger siblings, or other people in the house.

Thinking of this, he stood up abruptly, glared at Gelke Yanpil, and said with a bit of guard: "Don't say any more, I will not leave the capital, nor will I leave my family!"

Seeing him like this, Gelke Yanpil lost his patience, frowned and said, "Don't forget that you are a descendant of the Golden Family, you are a goshawk on the grassland, and you will always go back to Khalkha. No matter how rich the Cao family is, What does it have to do with you, an outsider, if you are the descendants of the Cao family?"

Hang Seng is pure by nature, open-minded, and rarely quarrels with people.

At this moment, his face was full of anger, and he said, "My surname is Cao! I'm not an outsider!"

Seeing him like this, Geerke Yanpil stood up, his face was also ugly.

At this time, I heard humanely say: "That's right, Heng Sheng's surname is Cao, and he is a son of the Cao family. How can the honor and disgrace of the Cao family have nothing to do with it?"

With the voice, Cao Yong picked the curtain and came in.

"Father..." Hang Seng went up to meet him, his eyes were full of admiration, and the anger on his face gradually calmed down.

Cao Yong glanced at Ge Yanke Yanpile coldly, very angry in his heart.

Originally, when he heard the father and son talking, he didn't want to enter the tent, and wanted to give them a chance to get close, but he didn't expect that the more he said, the more unreasonable it became.

Before Hang Seng landed, he was Cao Yong who delivered the baby.Except for the two months when he returned to Beijing from Zhasaktu, Hang Seng was raised in the Cao family during the rest of the time; the Cao family's household registration also had Hang Seng's name.

Not to mention his own size, even Chuyu, Cao Yong dared to guarantee that he would treat Hang Seng as if he was his own.

After loving him so much for more than ten years, he dragged Hang Seng into a big place, and it became "irrelevant" to Ge Yanke Yanpile.

How can Cao Yong endure.

He admitted that he had selfish intentions, and condoned the behavior of "admitting his son" in order to make Heng Chang grow up to have a more prosperous life, but he never completely gave away or returned this son. idea.

"There's a northerly wind, and it's going to snow. Go and talk to Zhang Yi, and add a pot of white meat for lunch." Cao Yong lowered his head and said to Hang Seng.

"Yes, father, my son is going right now." Hang Seng replied crisply, and happily passed on the message without looking at Ge Keyan Pile again.

Ge Yankeyan Pile's face turned blue and then white, and he clenched his fists vigorously and asked, "Uncle Cao, what is the meaning of this?"

Cao Yong was troubled in his heart, so he would not have a good face.

He calmly found the seat in front of the chief seat, looked at Ge Ke Yan Pi Le, his eyes did not have the slightest warmth: "Cao still wants to ask the son what he wants, when will Hang Seng not have the surname Cao?"

Ge Rike Yanpile was not guilty, he puffed his chest out and said, "Ge Rick dare not forget Uncle Cao's kindness in nurturing Hang Seng, but Hang Seng will return to Khalkha eventually!"

Cao Yong laughed angrily when he heard the words: "Could it be that the prince is forgetful and forgot what Cao said last year? Hang Seng is still a descendant of my Cao family, and he will not worry about his stay."

Ge Yanke Yanpile repeated himself, after all, he was a little bit wrong.

Seeing Cao Yong is really annoying, and he also knows the truth that "a strong dragon does not overwhelm a local snake".It is of no benefit to him to break up with the Cao family now, not to mention that he cannot take Hang Sheng away, and it may not be easy for father and son to meet each other in the future.

Seeing that the situation was not right, he immediately changed his attitude, bowed and said: "The pain of being separated from one another has caused Ge Like to lose his sense of control. I also ask Uncle Cao to forgive Ge Like for being a father." Fist and love the heart of a child."

Cao Yong had some sympathy for Ge Yanke Yanpile.The lover died, and the flesh and blood were separated.

The old King Khan didn't know about Hang Seng's life experience, but Princess Khan knew everything about it.

As the heir son, Ge Keyan Pile defiled the widow's wife.Even in the eyes of the Mongols who do not pay attention to Confucian ethics, this is a crime, and it is a crime of belittling the dead.

The life of Gelke Yanpil, I think, will not be too easy.If he lived a comfortable and comfortable life, he would not be so obsessed with the deceased Concubine Han, and regard Hang Seng, a wandering child, as his heir.

However, this sympathy was also replaced by anger after witnessing Gek Yanpil's repetition.

"Hang Seng is still young, and Cao wants his wife to grow up peacefully. It's the same sentence, wait until he grows up. If the son can't wait, then Cao can only take care of the younger ones, not the son." Cao Yong Said lightly.

His tone was flat, but there was a blunt threat in his words.

Ge Yanke Yanpil did not expect Cao Yong to be so aggressive, it was a surprise, and he was speechless for a while.

At this moment, Hang Seng has turned around.

A few snowflakes fell on his shoulders, his little face was blushing, and he replied to Cao Yong: "Father, Guan Zhang asked someone to add a pot in advance. Now the table is almost ready, so I asked my son to ask his father for instructions. The banquet starts at [-] o'clock in the afternoon." At this point, he thought of looking at Ge Keyan Pile, and said in a low voice, "Father has a banquet, is the son taking advantage of it? Or, the son should go to find the fourth elder brother?"

Cao Yong said: "If you are ready, you will not be at the table at the beginning. What's not cheap? You know the left and right guests, so you can treat them with your father."

Thinking of what Geerke Yanpile said about taking him away, Hang Seng felt uncomfortable, but he didn't lose his manners in front of the "guests", he agreed honestly, and went out of the tent to find Zhang Yi to answer.

Ge Yanke Yanpi strangled his eyes and stared at Hang Seng's back until the cotton curtain of the tent was lowered, then reluctantly moved his eyes away, and said to Cao Yong: "Are you disturbing Uncle Cao too much?"

"It's just a meal. The prince's return journey is imminent, and everything is busy. Cao's feast today can be regarded as seeing off the prince early." Since he had agreed to arrange this meal long ago, Cao Yong would definitely not be able to overcome Yanpila because of Ge If it made him angry, he violently canceled the meal.

After a short while, Zhang Yi led people to carry the mat inside.

One seat per person, even Hang Seng has a share, a total of three seats.

This cook was temporarily borrowed by Cao Yongxiang's sixteenth elder brother. It is said that he is a master chef who cooks in the dining room of the palace, and he cooks authentic Shandong cuisine.

Shandong cuisine is mostly sea treasures and seafood, but Mongolians don't eat fish, and they are far from the sea, so no one eats seafood at all.

Cao Yong then asked the master to cook a few big dishes of poultry and meat, plus some green vegetables from the greenhouse, soup and water, and set up a table in red, green and green places, plus a hot white meat hot pot, hooked people Appetite whetted.

But Ge Yanke Yanpiler didn't have much appetite, and looked resentfully at Hang Seng who was sitting on the lower head of Cao Yong.

Hang Seng grew up beside Cao Yong, and has been influenced by his ears and eyes for many years. Many small habits are the same as Cao Yong.It is not obvious when viewed alone, but when the father and son are together, it becomes obvious to all.

He is used to holding the chopsticks by the end of his chopsticks, and he is used to drinking soup first and then eating rice, even the taste is similar to Cao Yong.He doesn't touch those vegetables very much, and only concentrates on eating the Furong chicken slices that are closest to him.

Ge Yanke Yanpil felt sore in his heart, but he had to admit that Hang Seng and Cao Yong were together, more like father and son.

This meal, he ate like chewing wax.

After dinner, when saying goodbye to Cao Yong, Ge Yanke Yanpile didn't say anything.

The snow outside is fierce, and the white snow is like fluff.

Cao Yong has asked people to prepare oil-paper umbrellas for Ge Yanke Yanpile.

Ge Yanke Yanpile thanked, took the oil-paper umbrella, did not open it, but walked away step by step amidst the blizzard.

That back view gives people the feeling of loneliness, and it makes people feel heavy in their hearts.

Cao Yong took a long breath and returned to the tent with Hang Seng.

"It's snowing heavily, be careful about slippery roads. Let me personally send a message to Brother Hongli, you can stay here tonight, the left and right places are also spacious." Cao Yong rubbed his brows and said.

Heng Sheng heard this, but immediately changed his face, reached out and grabbed Cao Yong's sleeve, and said in a trembling voice: "Father... Father doesn't want a son..."

"Man, shed blood but not tears. Don't be afraid, as long as you don't want to, no one can take you out of the capital." Cao Yong said seriously.

Hang Seng listened honestly, his eyes seemed to be glued to Cao Yong.

The north wind is howling outside, but inside Cao Yong's tent, there is a bit of warmth...

Early the next morning, when Cao Yong woke up, Hang Seng was no longer in the tent.Cao Yong took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, it was the time for Hang Seng to go to the school grounds every day.

When Xiaoman brought hot water in, Cao Yong asked, and sure enough, Hang Seng went to the school grounds.

After washing and washing, Cao Yong wanted to go out to get some fresh air, so he got out of the tent.

The sky is as blue as washing, and the snow on the ground can disappear from the feet.

It's not cheap for Cao Yong to live in a tent tomorrow. He misses the wooden bucket used for bathing at home, and hopes that it will be held smoothly, and he will let it go home earlier.

He didn't know that on this seemingly peaceful morning, Kangxi's imperial tent was full of violent wind and waves.

"Master..." Zhao Chang knelt on the ground, his face was bloodless, his lips trembling, and said, "Master, the slave and maid don't know why. This pair of Hai Dongqing has always been loved by the master, and the slave just ate a leopard." I dare not neglect them... because of the heavy snow last night, I was afraid that they would be frozen and sent to a tent to take care of them..."

If it was the usual way, when it was Kangxi's turn to be furious, whoever dared to argue with these servants would just say "I will die for slaves".

Now, looking at Kangxi's frighteningly dark face, Zhao Chang dared not say those four words.He was afraid to say that the emperor's master really told him to die.

In front of him, there is a large birdcage more than two feet high, and inside it is a pair of jade-clawed sea dongqings with white feathers and black spots.

It's a pity that they lost their usual air and died in the cage.

Kangxi's gaze fell on the birdcage.

Dead Eagle, is this a warning from God...

*
Tears run, or the seventh, begging monthly ticket support.

(End of this chapter)