I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 500: Since ancient times, emperors have loved their eldest sons!
Outside the hall, there was a wave of noise.

The little fellow, who was wrapped in brocade clothes, was held high by a pair of big hands.

I thought he would be frightened by such loud noises from outside, but I never expected that this little thing would just blink his big newborn eyes and look at everything in front of him curiously.

On one side were the heavily armored soldiers, while on the other side were the barbarian guards who were murderous.

But at this moment, all the figures outside the hall knelt on one knee to declare their loyalty and obedience.

The little creature, which had just gathered its three souls, was still confused and didn't understand what all this meant.

So after watching for a while, I lost interest.

The little head tilted and his gaze fell again on the tall figure below him, whose breath made him feel extremely comfortable, and then the little hands and feet that were wrapped up into a ball began to struggle.

It was not until Han Shao put him down and held him in his arms that he calmed down with a look of satisfaction.

Upon seeing this, Han Shao burst into extremely hearty laughter.

Along with this loud laughter, a group of people including Lu Yan finally came forward.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty, on the birth of your son!"

"We are waiting to congratulate you!"

After a round of congratulatory words, he bowed to the little thing in Han Shao's arms.

"Your subjects greet the young monarch!"

"Greetings, young master!"

The reason why they reacted a beat late was mainly because they were weighing and trying to figure out Han Shao's attitude.

And now that Han Shao had shown it so obviously, they naturally had no scruples anymore.

After all, they are all truly loyal to Han Shao.

The rest of the relationships are actually not important to them.

For example, Gongsun of Liaodong——

Han Shao glanced at the figures in front of him, and a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Loyalty is not absolute, it is absolute disloyalty.

Although he didn't force it, who would refuse such unreserved closeness?
"Lu Yan."

Hearing Han Shao's sudden call, Lu Yan was stunned.

"The end will be here."

Han Shao freed up a hand and waved to him.

When he stepped forward respectfully, he saw Han Shao smiling.

"Come, hug your nephew."

Lu Yan was stunned for a moment, his whole body froze in place, looking at the little guy in front of him, a little at a loss for what to do.

"Sir... Your Majesty, the young prince's bloodline is noble, how dare I..."

Han Shao glared at him.

"You are my comrade who has been through life and death with me! I regard you as my brother!"

"This kid is my only son, so he must be your nephew, Lu Yan!"

"What is noble or not noble?"

As he spoke, before Lu Yan could react, Han Shao had already stuffed the little guy in front of him.

"Let me share in your happiness!"

Hearing this, Lu Yan subconsciously reached out to take it, but when he reacted, his hand was shaking.

Fortunately, at this time, the ancestor of the Chen family beside him hurriedly reminded him.

"Lü Zhonglang! Be careful!"

Lu Yan, who is now assigned to guard Longcheng, has been promoted to the rank of General of the Guards of Wuhuan.

But at this moment, Lu Zhonglang had none of his usual dignity and coldness. He was in a state of confusion and fear, and his behavior was so clumsy that it was almost laughable.

It took some personal instruction from Han Shao, who had just figured out some of the tricks, before the students were able to get a decent grasp of the technique.

Lu Yan, trying hard to suppress his inner excitement, lowered his eyes to glance at the little guy in his arms who was not crying or making a fuss. For some reason, his eyes turned red.

"Okay! Okay!"

He used to be quite eloquent, but now he was tongue-tied and could only repeat the word "good".

But at this time, Han Shao smiled.

"Since your uncle Lu Yan thinks it's a good idea, I'll have to trouble you for a while."

"Besides, if jade is not polished, it will not become a useful object. If this kid acts naughty in the future, you must do your best to deal with him for me. Don't let him develop a playboy character!"

Han Shao did not try to hide it when he said this.

After these words were spoken, not only Lu Yan was stunned, but the expressions of everyone present also changed.

Especially Qiming Khan, at this moment, while he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, a hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

Just as he was lost in thought, he heard Han Shao speak next.

"Khan, won't you come and see your blood relative?"

Qiming Khan's body shook, and he immediately threw all his thoughts aside, then quickly stepped forward.

When he got closer and sensed the breath of blood, he subconsciously slowed down his pace and cautiously stuck his head out to look at the little guy.

Such a funny look made Han Shao smile.

"Khan is my grandfather, why is he so timid?"

Having said that, although Qiming had the title of Khan, he was not the actual Khan.

He seems to be noble and unparalleled, but in fact he is living under someone else's roof. Now he is just an old gatekeeper dog who depends on others for his livelihood. Where does he get the capital to act so recklessly?

There was a slight wry smile on his face, but when he actually saw the little guy, all his mind was immediately fixed on it.

"Is this the bloodline born by Heya? Benhan's...closest grandson?"

Perhaps it was because the filth in the womb had just been cleaned away by Han Shao's magic power, and the breeze now smoothed out the tiny wrinkles, and the little thing now looked somewhat like a delicate piece of jade.

Thanks to the excellent inheritance from his parents, his appearance is really... adorable!

Qiming Khan took the little guy from Lu Yan's hands with a feeling that it was a little unreal. He was stunned for a while, and then he saw the little face in front of him with a grin.

"Laughed! He laughed with Ben Khan! Haha——"

For a moment, Qiming Khan almost danced with joy, as happy as a naughty boy.

Han Shao glanced at him, and then suddenly said.

"Does the Khan think... this child is more like a loner, or more like his mother?"

This kind of question about similar fathers and similar mothers will also be a matter of opinion if it comes to ordinary families.

The maternal side is mostly more like the mother, while the paternal side is the opposite.

But when Han Shao asked this question, Qiming Khan's laughter paused.

Then he seemed to look carefully at the little guy in his arms for a while, and said seriously and affirmatively.

"Your Majesty's bloodline is noble and powerful, so he is more similar to my father."

"is it?"

Han Shao took the little guy under Qiming Khan's reluctant gaze, and was also happy to see that the little thing was still grinning.

"I think so too."

Qiming Khan felt sweat on his forehead and nodded in agreement.

"That's how it should be!"

He understood what Han Shao meant. This child was from Yong.

Even though he has half of the purest blood of the Wuhuan royal family, he is still a Yong person!

Don't try to influence the child in any way.

otherwise……

Khan Qiming smiled bitterly in his heart, feeling helpless.

Because this means that the inheritance of the Karasuma royal family will finally come to an end in his generation in the future.

But think about it from another angle. If it wasn't Han Shao who trampled the grassland before, but anyone else, the Wuhuan royal family would have been extinct by now, so how could they wait until the future?

Of course, the most important thing is that he still has a glimmer of hope in his heart. Perhaps it is his newly born grandson who will inherit his position in the future?
In that case, even if he does not regard himself as a member of their grassland clan, that half of the Wuhuan royal bloodline is still supreme on the grassland!

After comforting himself in this way, Qiming Khan felt much better and no longer looked sad.

Seeing that he was so sensible, Han Shao also showed a look of satisfaction.

Then he set his eyes on the ancestor of the Chen family.

"When my son can read and write in the future, I will trouble you, old ancestor."

If possible, the ancestor of the Chen family would naturally prefer to personally teach Chen Wenjun's future descendants. After all, they are his direct bloodline descendants and their core interests.

But since Han Shao had arranged it this way, how could he dare to refuse?

"The Lord has given an order, how dare I disobey it?"

Han Shao nodded slightly.

Finally, he looked at the embarrassed Master Fahai and his apprentice. He called Han Fengxian forward to let him see the infant brother, and Han Shao looked at Fahai and said calmly.

"When will the Master return to Lingshan?"

Fahai, whose face was still a little pale at the moment, straightened his moon-white monk robe which was stained with some blood, chanted the Buddha's name and then said.

"I wonder if the things that Your Majesty promised before are still valid?"

Han Shao sneered when he heard this.

"What if it counts, what if it doesn't count?"

As he spoke, Han Shao's eyes turned slightly cold.

"You may have forgotten that I have come a long way from being a nobody, and I have always been fearless and will not tolerate any threats..."

Fahai shook his head slightly and did not respond to Han Shao's second half of the sentence.

Just responded to the first half of the sentence.

"If it counts, this poor monk from Lingshan will not return for now."

"According to the ten-year agreement with Your Majesty, I will do my best to teach you..."

No return?

Han Shao squinted his eyes and looked at him for a while, and immediately realized that this bald thief still hadn't given up.

However, what Han Shao didn't understand was that since he had already dispelled their original delusions of being "Buddha's children", what was the point in continuing to entangle with them?
As if he had seen through Han Shao's thoughts, Fahai clasped his hands together.

"Good deeds will bring good results."

"I didn't explain some things to you clearly before, which led to your misunderstanding. This is all my fault."

"Now I just want to make up for it a little and establish a good relationship with you, young master. I have no other thoughts."

misunderstanding?

Han Shao sneered in his heart, and when he saw the Arhat from the Great Zen Temple being respectful at first but then deferential, he couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.

As for the good fate the other party mentioned, Han Shao pondered for a moment and snorted coldly.

"I will keep my word and I will do what I promised."

"But I also hope that the mage will remember my words of warning and not cross the line."

Fahai, who suffered repeated losses at the hands of the soldiers here, was quite angry.

But thinking of the message from Zen Master Sanzang just now, Fahai finally forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart and recited the Buddha's name again.

"Namo Sakyamuni."

"Your Majesty, I am grateful for your trust."

Han Shao could not feel relieved that the matter was resolved so quickly and decisively.

Because at this moment, the little guy who had been very well-behaved just now suddenly burst into loud crying again.

Han Shao, who was feeling a headache, and even Lu Yan and Qiming Khan who were surrounding him were at a loss and all showed panic expressions.

It was the little boy Han Fengxian who reacted faster and said hesitantly.

"Father, is my younger brother hungry?"

A word to wake up the dreamer!

Han Shao suddenly remembered that he had taken this kid out of his mother's womb and put him through a lot of trouble.

He really isn't a good father.

So he gave Han Fengxian an approving look, and his figure flashed and disappeared in front of everyone again in an instant.

At this time, the ancestor of the Chen family seemed to suddenly remember something.

"What name would you like to give to the young prince?"

Seeing this, Qiming Khan on the side couldn't help but look very anxious.

As the boy's grandfather, how could he not think of this?
I won’t mention it now, for I’m afraid Han Shao will pick up another one to get rid of him in a hurry.

But he didn't expect that his intention to delay for a while would be exposed by the ancestor of the Chen family.

In her anxiety, she couldn't help but glare at him fiercely.

But this can’t actually be blamed on the Chen family’s ancestor, because the two of them are actually rivals.
If Han Shao was given a chance to think carefully and finally gave a good name to this mixed-blood barbarian, what would happen to his Chen family bloodline in the future?
You should know that the word "name" follows you throughout your life. It may seem simple, but it actually means a lot.

Not only is it related to some illusory destiny, it also represents a certain attitude and expectation of Han Shao as a father.

Even if it cannot be said to determine one's life, it still has a great impact.

If we don't fight or scheme at this time, when will we fight?

As the Chen family ancestor finished speaking, there was silence for a few moments in the hall where Han Shao disappeared, and then there was finally a response.

"Name it?"

Han Shao seemed to hesitate, but then he spoke.

"Then let's choose the character [Kun]."

"The heavens move vigorously, the earth is in a low position—"

"I hope he can be like Mr. Nai in the future, act like a gentleman, and accumulate virtue to embrace all things!"

Hearing Han Shao calling himself a gentleman, many people present couldn't help but twitch their lips.

But when they thought about the name Han Shao had given to their young master, their minds started racing.

"It seems that the Lord really loves his eldest son..."

Kun, Han Kun!

As soon as this name came out, the smile on the Chen family ancestor's face froze.

For a moment, he even wondered if this was a warning from Han Shao.

But he still said it with a brave face.

"Your Majesty, is this word [Kun] too big?"

Heaven is Qian and Earth is Kun.

If an ordinary child were given this name, it would indeed be a bit too old.

But when Han Shao heard this, his voice immediately turned cold.

"Why? Do you think my offspring can't keep up this name?"

If the previous knock was just a guess, Han Shao's words at this moment clearly expressed his dissatisfaction.

The Chen family's ancestor panicked and hurried to remedy the situation.

"Your Majesty! That's not what I meant..."

Fortunately, Han Shao didn't intend to delve into it further, and then he said lightly.

"Not the best."

"The ancestor is old now. You should be more careful in what you do and say in the future, so as not to make a fool of yourself."

The old ancestor of the Chen family's face turned red and he quickly said yes.

In contrast, the anxious look on Qiming Khan's face suddenly turned into joy.

He was influenced by Shi Bi in the past and had read Yongren Jingyi in his early years. Naturally, he knew the importance of the word "Kun".

He hurriedly headed towards the main hall and bowed to express his gratitude.

"Xiao Khan, on behalf of my grandson, thanks His Majesty for giving me the name!"

However, Han Shao did not respond to the thanks from his cheap father-in-law.

At this moment, he hurriedly handed the crying little kid in his arms to Karasuma Heya, and he looked as if he was throwing a hot potato.

Well, for a man, a child who doesn’t cry is a treasure given to him by God.

But if you cry and make a fuss, it will definitely be a punishment from God!

At this moment, Karasuma Heya, who finally saw his own flesh and blood, almost instinctively understood that the little thing was hungry.

Thinking of the parenting methods that the maids had taught him, Wuhuan Heya was about to unbutton his clothes.

But just when she had untied half of it, she looked up and met Han Shao's burning gaze, and her still somewhat weak face suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

"Your Majesty, can you please…"

Han Shao glared and refused immediately.

"cannot!"

After all, I am greedy too... Bah! I am just curious!

How could Karasuma Kazuya disobey this "tyrant" who had invaded Dragon City twice? In the end, couldn't he just let it go?

She suppressed her shyness and untied the Yong silk gown that she was now accustomed to.

When I brought it closer, the little guy stopped crying instantly and put his little mouth towards the canteen without any instruction.

Then he hummed with satisfaction.

goo-dong-

Han Shao's throat moved and he turned his face away with a hint of embarrassment.

……

(End of this chapter)