Ten Miles of Red Makeup: The Legend of Ming Yu

Chapter 861
The dark guard silently raised his hand to wipe off the urine on his face, comforting himself that the boy's urine can detoxify, but he was not poisoned either.

I don't know if it's because he couldn't urinate all over Chu Mochen. Xiao Shizi finished urinating and cried at the top of his voice. The crying Chu Mochen was a little at a loss, and secretly asked, "Master, did you hug too hard?"

Xiao Shizi is so young, Shi Zi's hands crossed him, I don't know how much strength he used, Xiao Shizi couldn't stand him hugging him like this.

It's not the first time for Chu Mochen to hold his son. He used to hold his son without any burden, but now he holds him in the same position. It's uncomfortable everywhere. What's there to cry about? Why does his son cry so much?
After clumsy coaxing, Xiao Shizi kept crying, Chu Mochen looked at the dark guard, "You coax him."

The dark guard quickly shook his head, "Master, this is your son, you can't stop coaxing him, how can your subordinates?"

Even if he can, he can't do this, my grandfather is very narrow-minded, if he thinks that Xiaoshizi doesn't give him face as a real father, but gives him face as a secret guard, once the jealousy comes up, can he please him?

Besides, it's rare to see the son of the world in a hurry, wouldn't it be nice to stand aside and enjoy it?

The old man stood aside, and after hearing what the dark guard said, he was dumbfounded and said, "Is this young master the son of the young master?"

"Dear son," the dark guard said with a suppressed smile.

The old man was dumbfounded.

He glanced at Chu Mochen up and down. He was dressed luxuriously and had an extraordinary appearance, especially the jade pendant on his waist, which was so crystal clear that no flaws could be seen, which showed that he had a good status.

Such a noble son actually gave him his own son and gave him 100 taels for him to raise?Is he out of his mind?
Chu Mochen was about to take the child away, but a few young monks stopped him and said, "Let go of our little brother!"

He doesn't care if this person is the younger brother's real father or not, they only know that this is their little brother, and the master told them to take good care of the little brother, so they can't let people take the little brother away casually, even the father!
A few half-grown children blocked the way, not afraid of the coercion radiating from Chu Mochen's body, the dark guard thought: It is true that a calf is not afraid of a tiger.

But these little monks just played with Xiaoshizi, they really love him, and they don't have the habit of bullying the little ones, Wei Wei asked, "Where's your master?"

"Chanting sutras in the meditation room," said the little monk.

One of the young monks hurried to find someone, and soon, an old monk came over, and he brought a monk as a follower.

Seeing the old monk, the young monk said, "Master, they are going to take away the younger brother!"

The old monk came over, chanted the Buddha's name and said, "Amitabha, why did the benefactor take away my little disciple?"

Chu Mochen said, "This is my son."

The old monk was stunned for a moment, and looked at the old man. When he sent the man over, didn't the old man say that he was pitiful for the child, who was kidnapped and sold and didn't know who the parents were?
Why did my father come here after only two days?
If it was really his father, then he would have no reason to stop him from taking the child away.

The old monk asked, "Is this benefactor the child's real father?"

The old man looked embarrassed.

ask him?

He asked who was going.

The old man said truthfully, "This young master gave the child to me. I don't know how he became the child's real father."

With this son's style, he should not worry about no one giving him a child, and he would not do things like recognize other people's children.

The old monk looked at Chu Mochen, "How can the benefactor prove that he is the father of this child?"

This is a shameful question, especially when Chu Mochen, who is crying because of the child, is very irritable.

How can he prove it?Could it be that there is still a drop of blood to admit the relative? !
"I said he is my son, and he is my son! Why do I need to prove it to you?!" Chu Mochen said in a deep voice.

Leaving this sentence behind, he carried the child and left.

The old monk wanted to stop him, but was stopped by the hidden guards and said, "This child is really my youngest son. If you don't worry, you can go to the government office to see the portrait of my eldest son. As he is, he doesn't need to rob other people's sons."

After finishing speaking, he took out 2000 taels of silver bills from his pocket and stuffed them to the old monk, "Thanks to your temple for taking care of my little son for two days, this is the money for sesame oil for your temple."

After stuffing the banknotes, the dark guard went after Chu Mochen.

Looking at the bank note, the old monk believed that Chu Mochen was the child's real father.

They just took care of the child for two days, and they gave such a generous amount of sesame oil money. This is definitely not someone with ulterior motives.

The old man looked at the bank note, his heart was bleeding.

The old monk didn't go to the government office to verify Chu Mochen's identity. The old man went to the government office and learned that Chu Mochen was the concubine of the Zhennan King of the Dajing Dynasty and the grandson-in-law of their North Vietnam emperor.

When he came home, his wife, son, and daughter-in-law asked him what was going on, and the old man couldn't help but said, "Do you know who that child is?!"

"He is the young son of Zhennan Wangfu in the Dajing Dynasty!"

"I want to raise him, but you guys are forcing me to send him to the temple one by one, lest he spend the family's money!"

"The old monk only raised him for two days, and the prince of Zhennan added 2000 taels of sesame oil money to the temple!"

When the old man's daughter-in-law heard this, her intestines turned green. The son glared at the woman fiercely, and the woman said angrily, "I didn't ask you to listen to me!"

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, the old man said angrily, "Calm down, you should have some fun if they didn't take the 100 taels back. It's better to be kind."

Leaving this sentence behind, the old man went to feed the cows.

Besides, Chu Mochen was carrying the child all the way to the capital, but the child cried more and more fiercely, and his crying voice was almost hoarse.

The dark guard said worriedly, "Master, is Xiao Shizi sick?"

"How can my son get sick so easily?" Chu Mochen said.

The corner of the guard's mouth twitched, sir, are you too confident?

Chu Mochen just said casually that he still found a doctor for the child when he arrived in the town ahead. He had to make sure that the child was unharmed, otherwise Mingyu could strangle him to death, but the doctor kicked them out of the pharmacy when he got a pulse. "Go and go, if you can't take care of your child, don't take it with you. If a child is hungry and cries, he suspects that he is sick and takes him to the pharmacy."

Chu Mochen glared at the dark guard, who lowered his head guiltyly, and heard his elder son shout, "Hurry up and find the nanny?!"

"Oh, my subordinate is going now," the dark guard hurriedly said.

When I was raising a child before, I still remembered that the child would be hungry. Now that I knew it was Xiao Shizi, I was only worried about whether he was sick.

Really care is messed up.

The dark guard found a nanny, and Chu Mochen and the dark guard guarded one at the door and one at the back window, not daring to take it lightly.

When the child was full, he took the child and continued on the journey, but after running for a while, the child vomited Chu Mochen's milk.

Really, I have the urge to throw him away again.

While wiping the milk on the brocade robe, Chu Mochen said silently in his heart: This is my son, my own, my own, my own.

The dark guard went back and brought the nanny, and asked the nanny to take care of the child. If the nanny said rest, they would rest, and if the nanny said they could go on their way, they would go on their way.

Under the arrangement of the nanny, it took half a day to get to Kyoto, but it took a day and a half to get there.

(End of this chapter)