The gods began by supporting Guo Jing to become emperor

Chapter 80 Mom, are you asleep?

Su Ming glanced at Yang Tiexin and said with a smile, "Brother Yang, there is actually another happy event. Not long after Jing'er got married, his wife became pregnant. If it weren't for the important matter this time, he would not have gone to Jiangnan." In terms of age, Su Ming is a dozen years younger than Yang Tiexin, but he is Guo Jing's teacher, so it is not an exaggeration to call him Brother Yang.

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Yang Tiexin was stunned for a moment, and was suddenly overwhelmed by this huge surprise. The continuous joy made him unable to control himself, and he burst into tears with excitement, "Oh my God, the Guo family has a successor. My brother has someone to succeed him. His spirit in heaven should rest in peace." His voice was excited and full of relief.

Outside the dilapidated temple, the sound of rain was mournful. Inside the dilapidated temple, a man over fifty years old covered his face and cried bitterly. His sworn brother died and his wife left him. He had been looking for him for more than ten years without any news. Now he suddenly learned that his sworn brother's descendants were married and had children. He felt sad in addition to his joy. Why didn't his own son recognize him?

After a while, Yang Tiexin's crying gradually stopped. He wiped the tears from his face and smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I lost my composure for a moment and couldn't help myself. I'm sorry to make you laugh, Mr. Su."

Su Ming smiled slightly and sighed, "It's okay, Brother Yang is a man of character, I can understand."

Yang Tiexin let out a long sigh, "Time flies, sixteen years have passed. Back then, we brothers suffered a tragic accident and were separated by the Yin and Yang. Now your brother's child has grown up, married and has children, and I am old now. It's a pity that this child has accompanied me running around for so many years and still has no place to settle down." He looked at Mu Nianci with love in his eyes.

"What are your plans for the future, Brother Yang?"

“To be honest with you, sir, I want to see Xi Ruo again. I have been looking for her for sixteen years. We have been separated for sixteen years. We have finally met again. I will not give up easily. And my son is a descendant of the Yang family. Our Yang family and the Jin Kingdom are irreconcilable. If he really wants to recognize the enemy as his father, I..." When Yang Tiexin said this, a trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes.

"If he really wants to do this, then just pretend I never gave birth to him!"

Su Ming nodded. If it were someone else, he might have done something like "the grace of raising a child is greater than the grace of giving birth to a child". It was unreasonable to decide the life and death of a child based on blood. If Yang Kang was determined, he would be a real Jin man in the future. The next time father and son met, they would be enemies.

"Brother Yang, please be more open-minded. There may be a chance for things to turn around. Wanyan Honglie is the sixth prince of the Jin Kingdom and has great power. If you take Madam Yang away, you will never have peace in the future. I'm afraid your family will be hunted down by countless people."

"If Miss Mu stays with you, she will probably suffer an unexpected disaster."

Hearing Su Ming talking about herself, Mu Nianci pursed her lips, a trace of sadness flashed across her brows. She knew that if that day really came, she and Yang Kang would be destined to be impossible.

"Brother Yang, I want to ask you, how did you meet the mother and son? I want to see if there is any room for maneuver."

Yang Tiexin showed a bitter smile, "Actually, this is also accidental..." Then, he told the whole story, and Su Ming also heard the part he wanted to hear.

Su Ming looked at Mu Nianci with a little surprise. Even though he knew it, he was still surprised when he heard it again with his own ears. In the Song Dynasty, influenced by Zhu Xi's Neo-Confucianism, women attached great importance to their reputation. Mu Nianci was defeated by Yang Kang, failed in the martial arts competition to win his hand in marriage, and was molested. After being rejected, she even committed suicide. This would be unimaginable in later generations, but in today's world, it is very common.

"I didn't expect Miss Mu to have such a strong character. She is worthy of being Brother Yang's adopted daughter. She would rather die in glory than live in disgrace. This character is exactly the same as yours. However, let me be fair, Brother Yang, Miss Mu and Yang Kang may not be suitable."

Yang Tiexin was very ashamed, "Sir, you are right, they are indeed not suitable."

Mu Nianci's face turned pale in an instant, and her bright eyes seemed to have lost their luster. She knew that Yang Kang was not a good man, but she still couldn't help thinking about him and missing him. Now hearing her father say these words in person, her heart felt empty and painful.

Su Ming stared into Mu Nianci's eyes and said in a deep voice, "If Yang Kang is willing to leave Zhao Wangfu and become your son, everything will be fine. But if he wants to stay in Jin Kingdom, he will definitely not marry Miss Mu. The prince of Zhao Wangfu is such a high-ranking official, how could he marry an ordinary woman?"

"But if I become a concubine, my life will be in the hands of others and I will have no status at all. Besides, does Yang Kang really like Miss Mu?" Mu Nianci's mind went blank when she suddenly met Su Ming's eyes. The only thing left was that sentence: Does Yang Kang really like me?
"He grew up in the Zhao Palace and is used to a life of luxury. In my opinion, the things Yang Kang said in the Zhao Palace are not credible. What do you think, Brother Yang?"

Yang Tiexin nodded in agreement. Mr. Su was the master of his sworn brother and was also good friends with Taoist Priest Danyang, so he must be one of them. Speaking of Yang Kang, he didn't care and said directly, "He didn't even recognize me, so how could he marry Ci'er? I was angry at the time and didn't think of this, otherwise we wouldn't have been easily tricked into his mansion by him and implicated Taoist Priest Wang. Fortunately, God blesses us and our husband and wife to meet again, which is a blessing in disguise."

Su Ming saw Mu Nianci's dumbfounded expression and laughed in his heart. He decided to add fuel to the fire and make her give up. "Miss Mu, you don't have to worry about what happened before. People in Jianghu don't care about trivial matters. His engagement with you can't be taken seriously."

For a moment, Mu Nianci was filled with grief. She just forced a smile and nodded to Su Ming without saying a word.

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"Mom, are you asleep?"

At night, Yang Kang knocked on Bao Xiruo's door.

"Kang'er, the door is not closed, come in." A gentle voice came from inside the room.

Bao Xiruo sat at the table, wearing coarse cloth clothes, holding a rusty iron gun in her hand, stroking it with her fingers. Her expression was weak and miserable, and there seemed to be unspeakable sorrow in her eyes.

"Mom, it's so late, why aren't you asleep yet?"

"Mom can't sleep."

Yang Kang walked up to Bao Xiruo, his eyes lingering on the iron spear for a moment, "Mom, are you thinking about him?"

Bao Xiruo did not answer, which was her tacit agreement.

Seeing his mother was indifferent, Yang Kang said in a deep voice, "Mom, do you want to see him again?"

Hearing this, Bao Xiruo suddenly raised her head, with hope in her eyes, "Do you know where he is?"

Yang Kang showed a trace of grief on his face, "Mom, I brought you out this time just to find him. After all, no matter what, he is my father, I can't disown him."

Bao Xiruo's eyes were filled with tears. She covered her mouth and cried softly, "Kang'er, you..."

In order to gain Bao Xiruo's trust, Yang Kang called Wanyan Honglie by his name. "When I was in Zhongdu, it wasn't that I didn't want to recognize him, but that I couldn't. You should know what kind of person Wanyan Honglie is. If I recognized my father, my family of three would probably not be alive today!"

(End of this chapter)