(It only took five days to break through more than 100 collections. I’m a little disappointed. Although it’s not recommended yet, can you do more?)
The next day, the Marquis Jingwu's Mansion was decorated with lanterns and fireworks, and firecrackers were lit outside the door.
Today is the day when the old lady returns to her home, and it is also the moment when the young master, who has always been unrecognized outside, recognizes his ancestor and returns to his clan. Such important matters must not be delayed and must be carried out with great fanfare.
Before the fifth watch, Su Hong was woken up and tidied up, and he looked more like a scholar.
The aura of awe-inspiring influence subtly affected his temperament. His makeup, white clothes, and slightly thin body made him look thin, but his eyes were sparkling.
"Young Master, the old lady is returning to the house today. The servants have already sent news that the old lady will be back in another hour. Since the young master has taken care of everything, he will go to the lobby with me to wait. Second Madam, the eldest lady,
Some distinguished people are waiting there, and some distant cousins will also come to witness the process of the young master recognizing his ancestor and returning to the clan. It is really gratifying and congratulatory..."
With last night's warning, Tang Xin restrained himself a lot, but his words were as sharp as a sword.
He expressed congratulations on the outside, but secretly, he was ridiculing him for his unorthodox status and being a bastard. The so-called "happy and congratulatory" was just a joke.
It is always not something worth showing off for a 'bastard' to recognize his master and return to his clan, but I don't know who is the advocate for such a thing.
He glanced at Tang Xin beside him, and saw that his expression was as usual, but he didn't believe it. Who could match the thick skin of such an old man?
He looked away and said calmly, "Let's go."
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Lobby.
All the people who were related by blood within the three generations of Marquis Jingwu were among them, including the three father-in-laws, seven aunts, and eight aunts.
On the one hand, it is to welcome the old lady back to the house, and on the other hand, it is to witness the 'style' of the young marquis.
As soon as Su Hong stepped into it, he felt the strange gazes and the hustle and bustle whispering around him. He frowned slightly, but soon relaxed, and then slowly came to Wanrong and stood quietly next to her.
His eyes looked at his nose, his nose looked at his mouth, and his mouth looked at his heart. His mind was distracted and he directly ignored Wanrong's cold gaze.
He really didn't think much about his sister. How could such a cruel and ruthless girl be his sister? It was quite funny.
"You say that this is the future young prince. He cannot be compared with the dead young prince at all. In terms of stature, one is like an ox and the other is like firewood. In terms of strength, you can tell at a glance that this young prince has no ability to restrain a chicken.
Without strength, it is difficult to accomplish great things."
"Yes, such a young marquis is not worthy of inheriting the title of Marquis Jingwu in the future."
"I don't know what Marquis Jingwu is thinking. It would be better to leave the throne to this brat than to my unfilial son~"
"Don't say it. No matter what, he is indeed the biological son of Marquis Jingwu. There is no doubt about this. Since ancient times, hereditary marquises have been hereditary, and those with orthodox bloodline take precedence. He does have the most..."
"Ahem~"
At this moment, a slight cough sounded, and a noble lady was seen walking slowly towards the lobby. She was wearing a slightly elegant plain dress. Her steps were neither hasty nor slow, but also discontinuous and orderly. Every step she took, there was a trace of light on the ground.
The sound that came from it made people's ears ring, and no one dared to take a breath.
Especially the person who just said 'bloodline orthodox...' was so frightened that he turned pale when he saw the noble lady coming in, but he saluted immediately.
"Hello, madam."
For a moment, everyone was saying the same thing to the lady.
Su Hong's calm eyes slightly wavered as he looked at the noble lady. It turned out that this was the eldest lady.
At this moment, their eyes met. In an instant, Su Hong felt his mind swaying. He felt like he was being stripped naked and being seen through, making him unable to hide...
His face turned pale and he understood.
I am afraid that the process of recognizing my ancestor and returning to my clan today will not go smoothly. The strength of this eldest lady is comparable to that of Tang Xin, especially her identity, which allows her to release an aura that cannot be suppressed.
Just doing this also aroused his arrogance. The nine stars in the sea of consciousness shone faintly, and the awe-inspiring energy circulated silently. No one noticed it, but it destroyed this pressure.
"Huh?" The eldest lady suddenly narrowed her eyes, looked Su Hong up and down, with a cold look in her eyes, and then moved away.
Because behind her, another person came in.
The fluffy fur coat is draped over the shoulders, neither looking fat nor thin, with a graceful and noble face with a kind smile. With this step, the chill caused by the previous lady disappeared instantly, and what followed was a feeling like a spring breeze.
Such warmth.
"Hello, old lady~"
"Hello, old lady."
The person who came in was none other than Marquis Jingwu's biological mother, Jing Rong.
As for the old lady, she is also an extraordinary person. When the late emperor founded the country, in order to preserve the royal bloodline, the old lady traded her son with the prince in a "civet cat for prince" when she was young.
The old lady is ruthless, but she is also doing it for the Great Shang Dynasty. But the old lady understands the righteousness, so it is really inhumane to give her son in exchange, and the young Jingrong is also controversial.
But no matter what, such a person is, after all, a founding hero. After the establishment of Shang Dynasty, Jingrong was awarded the title of 'Mrs. Protector of the Country'.
When you see the emperor, you do not need to be polite, and you can enter and leave the palace freely without restrictions. In addition, you can carry guards and weapons with you when entering the palace.
The old lady is the only one in the world with such kindness.
This is why Liu Qinyue, the daughter of the Imperial Grand Master and the eldest lady, did not dare to be so presumptuous here.
Although the old lady is kind, she is cruel at heart. Once she is angered, she will not be able to bear it.
"Grandma, I miss you so much, woo hoo~"
At this moment, Jing Wanrong ran to the old lady with a small mouth pouted, her expression slightly sad. Such a lovely person, it was completely difficult to connect her with the girl who was sharp-tongued and sweet-tongued yesterday.
Su Hong stood aside, dumbfounded, and a sentence flashed through his mind - go to hell and act cute, isn't it disgusting?
The old lady reached out and touched Wanrong's head, and said with a chuckle, "You little girl, you have some thoughts. I, an old man, don't you know?"
Jing Wanrong stuck out her tongue and glared at Su Hong fiercely. At this moment, she heard the old lady's seemingly casual words.
"By the way, I heard from my servant that my poor grandson has been found. Is he here today?"
Hearing this, everyone's expressions changed.
But the eldest lady, Jing Wanrong's face suddenly became a little ugly.
As for other people's faces, they looked like they were watching a show. This old lady was not as confused as she looked on the surface.
As soon as these words came out, no matter what kind of person Su Hong was, whether he was a beggar, a waste, or a genius, regardless of everything else, the old lady's "grandson" completely recognized his identity.
.
All of a sudden, the identity of the 'bastard' became orthodox, and he was the real little marquis.
Anyone who dares to scold him from now on will be saying something wrong about Marquis Jingwu and his old lady. Everyone's mouth must be clean from now on.
It's just that this is something that no one expected, or even recognized.
The old lady's thoughts are unpredictable.
Su Hong was also stunned. Not only others did not understand what the old lady was thinking, but he also failed to understand it. However, as he was the only remaining son of Marquis Jingwu, it seemed that he could not make the old lady care about him so much.
But he didn't think clearly in his thoughts, but he didn't neglect his actions at all...
He stepped forward slightly, separated from Jing Wanrong, and stood half-foot in front of her. This move made those who were interested look surprised.
Su Hong's actions indicate that he is the Young Marquis of Jingwu Marquis, and the half-foot distance also indicates that his status is higher than that of Jing Wanrong. Who dares to treat him as a 'bastard'?
I will never give up.
"Su Hong has met the old lady."
He bowed, neither humble nor arrogant. Even when the old lady raised her head slightly to look at him, the expression in her eyes was not confusion, but a thorough and insightful feeling.
Although the old man doesn't understand martial arts, few people can match his realm. Even the First Lady is beyond her reach. How can the title of 'Mrs. Protector of the Country' be so simple?
"Come, come, come, dear grandson, let me take a good look at you." The old lady waved her hand with a loving look on her face. Su Hong did not dare to neglect and stepped forward.
Looking at it from such a close distance, the old lady immediately felt distressed, "My poor grandson, you have been wronged in the past few years abroad. Look at your little body, you are nothing like your father. Old lady, I can't bear it."
I have a lot of salt, but I am also very distressed. From now on in the Hou Mansion, I must take good care of myself~"
"Thank you, old lady, for your concern. Su Hong is fine."
The old lady frowned, but said, "Now that you have entered the Marquis Mansion, how can you still have your surname as 'Su'? You are my grandson, and from now on your surname will be 'Jing'."
"Old lady, Su Hong claims that he doesn't understand any big principles, but people who study have a deep understanding of righteousness and know what family affection is and what kindness is. I was raised by my mother since I was a child. The origin of my surname naturally follows my mother's surname. This
Changing one's surname rashly is unkind and unjust, and is extremely unfilial. Su Hong doesn't want to be an unfilial person."
Before the old lady could speak, a sneer suddenly appeared on the face of the eldest lady who took advantage of the opportunity.
Regarding her daughter being slapped by the 'bastard' in front of her, she was still worried about who had spanked her daughter like this since she was a child.
How could we let the opportunity pass by now?
"Oh, oh, what a loud voice, what a great scholar. It is a great benevolence and righteousness for you to follow your mother's surname. But don't forget that you are the son of Marquis Jingwu. This surname of 'Jing' has been engraved on your bones since you were born.
Li, are you saying you won’t change your name now? Does that mean you are being righteous? Or do you think the Marquis Mansion is some place?"
The cold words carried a harsh friction sound.
Su Hong turned around and looked at the eldest lady with a blank expression, but said, "Who are you?"
The eldest lady felt like there was a thorn stuck in her throat. She wanted to spit it out but couldn't swallow it. Her face turned red and she stared at Su Hong with her eyes. She suddenly shouted, "How dare you!"