bestfiction Chapter 870
Chapter 870
The figure dancing with the sword in hand does look quite similar.
"Father, has my grandson's swordsmanship improved?"
After putting away his stance, Dong Ying sheathed his sword and walked to Dong Zhuo, asking expectantly.
"Yes, of course."
"Our grandson will surely be a rare talent."
"But it's still a little bit behind what Weng was when he was little. My grandson needs to study hard and practice diligently."
"Weng Weng doesn't understand poetry and prose, so I can't teach you anything, but his kung fu skills were unmatched by any other man!"
Dong Zhuo smiled kindly on his wrinkled face as he encouraged his grandson.
Having not experienced the fighting on the battlefield for many years, the murderous aura in Dong Zhuo seemed to have disappeared without a trace.
In addition, since he was taking care of his grandson all day long, he also deliberately restrained his viciousness.
"Well, my grandson must be a man of both civil and military talents."
"I want to be like my father, able to pacify the world with my pen and conquer the world with my sword."
Dong Ying said excitedly.
"Well, my grandson is ambitious."
Dong Zhuo nodded with satisfaction.
"But Weng Weng, does father dislike me?"
"My grandson has grown up so big, but he has only seen his father a few times."
Dong Ying's originally excited face suddenly became lost.
"how could be."
"Your father is busy conquering the world for you, his grandson."
"There are many bad people in the world who want us dead, but we must strive for success, we must live, and we must bring many people with us to live with us."
Dong Zhuo held Dong Ying's shoulders with both hands and said seriously.
"Well, my father is a great hero."
"Ying'er will become a hero in the future. She will get rid of those bad guys and let the people live and work in peace and not starve to death."
Dong Ying nodded vigorously and promised.
"Oh, that's right."
Dong Zhuo said with a smile on his face.
"Father."
"Son, I'm back."
Dong Yu walked in from outside the yard and looked at the grandfather and grandson with mixed feelings.
"Father?"
"Weng Weng, it's my father who has returned."
Dong Ying turned around in surprise and immediately ran towards Dong Yu.
"Huh, your father hasn't been with you for a few days, yet you're so close to him."
Dong Zhuo leaned back in his chair and didn't move.
“It’s this big.”
"He's also strong, not bad."
Dong Yu picked up his son and smiled with satisfaction.
"Father, I have finished reading the Four Books and Five Classics, and I have also practiced swordsmanship with Grandpa for a year."
"I will be able to help my father from now on. Can you take me with you to the war next time?"
Dong Ying's face was full of joy, and she immediately asked with anticipation.
"Okay, I'll take you with me."
Dong Yu smiled and nodded.
"What are you bringing?"
"The battlefield is not a good place!"
Dong Zhuo, who was sitting on the chair, said unhappily.
"Young eagles also need to grow up."
"A little training will be good for him later."
Dong Yu held the child and walked to Dong Zhuo.
"Yo."
"The general is now teaching me a lesson!"
"That's amazing. If you didn't know me, you would have thought you were something special when you were a teenager."
Dong Zhuo's eyes widened and he spoke sarcastically.
"Father, in front of the children, you must praise me as a good father."
"I need to establish a positive image so that he can take me as a role model."
Dong Yu's eyes twitched slightly and he said helplessly.
"If it's like you, it's over."
"I thought you weren't interested in women, that's why I was so anxious to find one for you."
"But in the past ten years since you left, there must be twenty or thirty of them in your house, right?"
"I was really blind at that time."
Dong Zhuo was very upset and wondered why he gave Diao Chan to his son in the first place.
He was afraid that Dong Yu was not interested in women, so he gave this most beautiful woman in the world to his son, hoping to stimulate his interest.
As a result, the excitement was out of control.
"If you feel bad, your son will find you some companions later."
Dong Yu held his forehead and smiled bitterly.
"Fuck off!"
"Can I still use it?"
"Do you really think everyone is that old bastard Zhong Yao?"
"I'm over fifty and just gave birth to my ninth son."
Dong Zhuo said unhappily.
"so much?"
Dong Yu opened his mouth in surprise.
How could he remember it? According to historical records, Zhong Yao only had two sons.
But thinking about it makes me feel relieved. How could a person who is in her seventies and can still give birth to a son only have two sons in her life?
It is understandable that some illegitimate children and concubine's sons have no prospects and their deeds are not recorded above.
"That's not."
"I've already given so many gifts."
"You're not by my side, so I can't do anything I want to do. I can't get any of the gift money back."
Dong Zhuo rolled his eyes and said resentfully.
"Ying'er, go find your mother. Father and Weng Weng have something to say."
Dong Yu smiled, put Dong Ying down and said.
"Yes, father."
Dong Ying nodded and ran out of the backyard quickly.
Dong Yu has his own mansion. Although he rarely comes back, Liu Mu, as his wife, still has to stay here.
Speaking of which, Dong Yu felt the most guilty towards her.
The wife stays at home, takes care of the elders and the children, and also manages all the affairs of the house. She is not like other concubines who can be transferred around by him.
"Are you going to be emperor?"
Dong Zhuo asked expressionlessly, his hands tucked into his sleeves.
"Well, it took too long."
"If we delay any longer, the people below will complain."
Dong Yu nodded slightly and said.
"It's not easy for you, and it's not easy for her either."
"Those old bastards in the Han Dynasty pinned their hopes on Ying'er, deceiving themselves into thinking that he also had the blood of the Liu family."
"Over the years, I have become much more honest."
Dong Zhuo looked at the old tree in the yard and muttered.
"I know."
“She knows everything too.”
"She is the general's wife now and will be the queen in the future."
"Come to think of it, my son also owes her a lot."
"She's been away from home for these years, and we've been apart for so long. She's suffered more than anyone else."
Dong Yu nodded and said in a deep voice.
"I'm glad you knew."
"Your father is easily moved by emotion, which is nothing, but it might be a problem for the emperor."
"But I hope you won't be so indifferent."
"If you really end up alone, you'll have to bear the consequences."
"Okay, you have your own ideas about your own affairs."
"I don't have many years left to live, so be kind to the people. Our family has suffered a lot, so don't forget your roots just because you have tasted the sweetness."
"By the way, if I pass away someday, can I posthumously confer the title of Martial Emperor on my father?"
Dong Zhuo let out a long breath, and at the end of his words, he looked at Dong Yu with hope.
"If you were Emperor Wu, what would I do?"
"Look at me like this, am I suitable to be Emperor Wen?"
Dong Yu spread his hands and asked back.
"Compared to Dad, you are much more educated."
Dong Zhuo said seriously.