I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 612: The disciples are like dragons! Occupy three states! The first lord!

You can't become fat in one bite, and this is especially true when it comes to raising children.

This is a long-term process that requires gradual change.

Being too impatient will only lead to more trouble.

If you want to speed, you can't reach it.

Han Shao has always been a patient person, so even though he felt heartbroken when he saw the pair of red hands, he didn't show it on his face.

He just silently flipped through the documents and reports on the desk.

With a red pen, one can decide life and death, praise or reward, or agree or refute...

By the time all the accumulated matters were dealt with, it was already the turn of the Hai and Rat years.

Turning his head to look at the little guy who had been quiet beside him, Han Shao's eyes flashed with satisfaction and relief, and he said in a light tone.

"Let's go, it's time to go back and rest."

……

“Back…back?”

It had been two hours since the father and son left. Wu Wan and Ya in the villa had obvious anxiety and worry on their faces.

It was not until he saw two figures, one big and one small, reappear in front of him that he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

But just as she hurriedly stepped forward and pulled Han Kun over, she saw his little hands hidden in his sleeves, and her face suddenly changed.

"Rebellious son! Are you rebelling against your father?"

Han Kun muttered with a look of grievance as if he had been wronged.

"Mother, I...don't have any."

"How dare you quibble! If not, why would your father punish you?"

Seeing that Wuhuan and Ya seemed to be about to get into a fight after a disagreement, Han Shao had to speak out to stop them.

"Ping An is well-behaved and filial, how could he disobey me?"

"I just taught him something."

After saying that, he asked the waitress to take Han Kun downstairs to rest.

As for treating his injuries, Han Shao hesitated and decided not to do so.

Because only when it hurts can you remember some things instead of forgetting them as soon as you hear them.

However, his vague explanation made Karasuma Heya feel uneasy.

So for the rest of the night, she tried her best to please him, which was a pleasant surprise for Han Shao.

When the clouds and rain stopped, he looked quite satisfied, and then he smiled and comforted her.

"An Xin, it's not that Ping An doesn't please me. On the contrary, he is outstanding. His talent and character are both top-notch."

"Any father in the world would be proud to have a son like this inherit his bloodline."

"I am also an ordinary person, how can I be dissatisfied?"

Having said that, Han Shao paused for a moment before half sighing and half sighing.

"But being born in a family like ours, the more outstanding you are, the more you have to tread carefully."

"If not, not only will you not be able to inherit the family business, but you will also become the source of disaster in the future."

"So, let him suffer a little now, so that he will know that every meal should be appreciated, and this is the long-term solution."

If you are truly mediocre in talent and wisdom, just enjoy wealth and honor.

But among the talented people in this world, who can keep to their lot?

Wuhuan Heya, who was worried that his beloved son might fall out of favor, suddenly raised his head from Han Shao's arms when he heard what Han Shao said, and spoke cautiously.

"My Lord, are you really saying this?"

Han Shao felt helpless.

"Ping An is also my son, we are connected by blood. As a mother, you pity and love him. Could it be that I, as a father, have a heart of stone?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Wanhe Masa said, "That's not what I meant..."

"But...but Ping An is only a bastard, and he is also implicated by my bloodline..."

She said this while speaking in such self-pitying words.

"I just want him to live a peaceful and happy life. There are some things...I have never thought about them..."

The nickname "Ping An" was given by Han Shao himself.

All along, Wuhuan Heya thought he understood Han Shao's thoughts and believed so.

But today Han Shao suddenly said such words, which really made her feel flustered and at a loss, and even a little scared.

Han Shao reached out and gently stroked her smooth back, speaking tenderly.

"Okay, stop imagining this."

"When I named him 'Peace', it was just my hope as a father, not to deliberately block his future."

"As for the future, I will do my best, and the rest depends on my luck."

Perhaps Han Shao was influenced by his past life, and subconsciously had some caution and concerns that were difficult to tell others.

Now, after ten years of settling down, those concerns have actually disappeared.

As long as he is the boss.

The saying that many philosophers are like dragons and that troubles arise within the family is nothing but a joke.

nonexistent!

However, Wu Wan He Ya had no idea what Han Shao was thinking. She was simply moved to tears by his words.

"I thank you on behalf of Ping An..."

Look what this says!
Even though this son came out of your belly, he is still my child, right?
Need you to thank me?
Han Shao, somewhat dissatisfied, raised his eyebrows and said jokingly.

"Thank you? Words are not enough, why don't you let me see your sincerity?"

Wu Wan and Ya Fen blushed.

After a while, Han Shao saw that this originally ordinary bedroom seemed to be filled with the fragrance of green grass.

The divine bird with its gorgeous five-colored wings spread out sings a deep cry, which is like a dream.

"Alas, life should be just like the first sight..."

Han Shao sighed with emotion, only hearing the soft humming in his ears.

"I... hope you will have mercy on me."

……

For two consecutive days, Han Shao stayed in Wuhuan Heya's villa and did not show up.

He's okay.

However, Karasuma Kazuya was hated by all the villas.

There's nothing we can do about it, scarcity makes things valuable.

If you eat one more bite of some things, others will have one less bite, or even nothing to eat at all.

How can you avoid being hated?

And just when they were about to stab the little man, Karasuma Kazuya, who had become the target of everyone's criticism as soon as he entered the door, finally showed up.

That rosy face, well-nourished by the moisturizing, formed a sharp contrast with the dark faces in the room.

Even Gongsun Xinyi and Jiang Wan, who were sitting on the throne, looked unhappy.

But before they could react, they saw Wu Wan and Ya respectfully presenting an ordinary jade slip.

This humble and pleasing attitude is quite good.

But in the eyes of a group of women who already have prejudices in their hearts, he would probably be regarded as "pretentious".

But at this moment, Karasuma and Miyabi signaled them to send the maids away and acted mysteriously.

This undoubtedly deepened their dissatisfaction.

However, when Jiang Wan looked at the jade slip, her heart suddenly moved.

But just when she was about to open her mouth to stop Karasuma Kazuya, Karasuma Kazuya had already spoken.

"This secret technique is a secret treasure of the Holy Mountain. According to the Great Witch, the prosperity of the ancient Chu royal family in the past was all due to the merits of this secret technique."

"I am now offering this secret technique to all of you sisters. I wish that our Han family's bloodline will prosper and our descendants will continue."

ho-

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present stood up suddenly.

He stared at the jade slip with burning eyes, as if it were a rare treasure.

"Sister Heya, please take a seat!"

"Someone, serve tea! Serve good tea!"

Don't say that the goddess is not snobbish.

It's just that I didn't hit their weak spots.

Seeing these people's ugly faces, Gongsun Xinyi showed disdain, but her hand subconsciously reached for the jade slip that she had never taken seriously.

But she was still a step too slow.

Jiang Wan calmly put the jade slip into her sleeve, and for the first time, her eyes swept over everyone with such a cold look.

"What? You want to rebel?"

It must be said that as the eldest wife, Jiang Wan has accumulated a lot of prestige in the family over the years. As soon as she said this, she immediately calmed down the greedy and restless atmosphere in the hall.

"This secret technique will be kept by Sister Mulan and I for the time being. After a careful inspection, if there are no problems, we will give it to you to study."

"After I have finished speaking, who is in favor and who is against?"

This statement has both the lofty sounding qualities of Confucianism and the cruelty and tyranny of Legalism.

Everyone present was shocked, and only then did they realize that the cultivation level of the mistress in front of them had reached such a terrifying level without any sound.

So in the end I had no choice but to accept it.

There's nothing I can do, after all she's the legal wife.

……

Han Shao, who witnessed this Shura Field scene with his own eyes, secretly broke into a sweat.

After all, if those women had really started fighting, not only would his government be in tatters, but he might even become a laughing stock of the world.

"Is this what you taught your mother?"

Han Shao looked a little confused and glared at the little guy beside him.

Seeing his innocent face and shaking head like a rattle, how could I not know the sinister intentions of this brat.

He was afraid that if his mother gave the secret technique to either Gongsun Xinyi or Jiang Wan alone, and the news leaked out in the future, he would inevitably be hated by everyone else.

It would be better to hand it over openly in front of everyone. Even if Gongsun Xinyi and Jiang Wan were dissatisfied, they couldn't openly target his mother.

In this regard, Han Shao really didn't know whether to praise him for his filial piety and intelligence, or to scold this rebellious son who was only interested in causing chaos in the world.

But then he stared at the brat strangely and frowned.

"How do you know that your mother has such an unorthodox...secret technique?"

Facing Han Shao's questioning, Han Kun just had an innocent look on his face, as if he didn't know what his father was talking about.

Han Shao narrowed his eyes and stared at him for a while, and suddenly realized that the old immortal in the Holy Mountain had probably not been idle during these years.

I'm afraid I've spent a lot of thought and energy on this kid.

Han Shao was quite angry and wanted to teach the old man a lesson, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

First of all, I can’t leave right now.

Secondly, the old immortal was nearing the end of his life and was very fragile. If he was killed by mistake, the world would lose such a living fossil and living history book, which would be a pity.

So after hesitating for a few moments, Han Shao could only sigh helplessly.

"Stay away from that old pervert from now on. That old man is not a good person."

After saying this, Han Shao's heart moved, and then he said.

"By the way, your father knows that you are precocious and know about human affairs."

"So from now on, all the maids who serve you should be dismissed, lest your Yuan Yang be broken early, which would damage your body and interrupt your path of cultivation."

This brat is ten years old this year, and in three or four years he will be a young man.

Although the rules in the mansion are extremely strict, if there is a maid who loses her mind and takes risks for the sake of wealth and fame, it will be too late to regret it then.

Well, Han hasn’t even fully adapted to the role of a father yet, and doesn’t want to be a grandfather so early!

Hearing Han Shao's words, Han Kun's face froze as expected, with pleading in his eyes.

"Father, how can the governor be allowed to set fires but the people be forbidden to light lamps?"

The maids around him were all the "elderly" who had taken care of him since he was a child. Well, they had developed feelings for him...

It’s a pity that Han Shao didn’t give him the chance to repeat the past story of Emperor Chenghua and Concubine Wan.

"What can you achieve if you are raised by women's hands!"

"That's it."

In fact, Han Shao's words about not letting him "be good at women's hands" were not just talk.

In the following days, I kept him with me almost every day.

Not only did he let him watch him handle government affairs, he even took him with him to the military.

Although many people privately advised Han Shao against his actions, and even Gongsun Du expressed his dissatisfaction after hearing about it, Han Shao still continued to do his own thing.

There was no other way. He was alone and had to start from scratch, even though he was less constrained by his own people.

But it also left him with less help.

In the future, he wants to extend his power indefinitely. He can indeed rely on others, but how can they compare to his blood-related children?

Comparing the two options, seeking to have many disciples as talented as dragons becomes the best choice.

As for the half barbarian blood in Han Kun.

joke!

Isn’t this a world of patriarchal identity?

……

"Fengxian, your father has already made arrangements with Qi Shuo."

"On your trip to Bingzhou, your father does not need you to make many achievements. Just listen, watch and learn more. Don't be reckless in anything. The most important thing is to save your life."

Han Shao's tone was earnest and sincere, not as stern as he was in front of Han Kun, and he looked like a loving father.

Han Fengxian, who was feeling disappointed about missing the chance to go into battle, didn't expect that Han Shao had already arranged his future for him.

He always had a cold face in front of outsiders, but at this moment he was a little out of control.

"Father, I am an unfilial son and I have caused you to worry."

Seeing his cold and arrogant face and his eyes flushed, Han Shao patted his shoulder vigorously and smiled gently.

"Don't cry and act like a child."

"Although you and I are half-father and son, and have no blood relationship, in my eyes, you are no worse than Ping An, and you are my pride."

"If I don't make plans for you, wouldn't I be unworthy of you calling me 'father'?"

Han Fengxian burst into tears and was almost unable to speak. He could only kowtow to the ground and call out "Father——"

After a while, Han Shao, who had already made arrangements for Han Fengxian, turned to look at Li Shentong on the other side and smiled.

"As for magical powers, you should go to your father."

As he spoke, he patted his shoulder in a friendly manner.

"If you are wronged when you go to your father's place, write to your uncle and he will deal with him for you!"

Upon hearing this, Li Shentong no longer cared about laughing at Han Fengxian's gaffe and quickly grinned.

"That's a good feeling!"

"Uncle, please know that I have disliked my father for a long time!"

Han Shao laughed out loud when he heard this.

"It is a blessing for Li Jing to have a rebellious son like you!"

If someone else called Li Shentong a rebellious son, he would probably have twisted that person's head off, but when Han Shao scolded him, he just smiled foolishly.

When the laughter stopped, Han Shao straightened his face.

"Go ahead, fight well. If you can establish achievements, it will let the world know that you are not just rich and powerful people who rely on your fathers' wealth, but are actually heroes of the time!"

In this way, Han Fengxian and Li Shentong, a pair of childhood friends, split into two groups for the first time since they met, and went their separate ways.

In the following days, as expected, the wars on both the east and west fronts went smoothly.

Not to mention sweeping the cave with the force of thunder and lightning, it's almost the same.

The Bingzhou Wolf Cavalry on the western route was nearly wiped out in one battle. The remaining 30,000-odd cavalry, with nowhere else to go, became the vanguard of Qi Shuo's western route army.

When the news that Bingzhou Governor Ding Gui was beaten to death with his brain burst spread throughout Bingzhou, morale in various places was greatly reduced.

Except for those fools who thought themselves noble and did not know the weather, many counties and prefectures surrendered almost at the first sight of the enemy.

The Eastern Army responsible for marching south to Zhuozhou was composed entirely of cavalry.

Therefore, despite the support of Yuan Feng and the Yuan family, the resistance of the counties and prefectures was quite tenacious, but with the assistance of the mountain-shaking cannon, the speed of the advance was even faster.

In less than half a month, almost the entire Zhuozhou fell into the hands of the Liao army stationed in the east.

But they were stuck in the following battle.

There was no way, that old dog Yuan Feng seemed to have gone crazy.

He retreated all the way south, but he refused to retreat in Guangyang City, an important town in Zhuozhou, and acted as if he was determined to fight to the death.

It’s a pity that this is still just a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

That day, Han Shao, who had only appeared once in this battle, finally took action.

The nine realms of Taiyi compete with each other, and heaven and earth change color.

Before the fierce battle began, Yuan Feng's sad and crazy laughter suddenly came from the void.

"Hahaha—wrong! Wrong! No! The prophecy is correct!"

"It's you! It's you! You are the real rebel—"

The laughter that shook the world was not complete.

The Heavenly Sword was like a waterfall, directly cutting off everything, including the truth that he realized just before his death.

"Noisy!"

……

(End of this chapter)