Chapter 383 The Old Man Visits His Grandson
Shang Yan was very suspicious, wondering if his father had lost his mind in Aunt Wan's gentle embrace...
However, under the urging of the old man, he had no choice but to let Shang Fang and the other young men go. At worst, he would have to apologize to Jia Cong later. What else could he do since he was forced by the old man?
After the business people left, the old man asked all the servants in the house to wait and prepare to welcome Jia Cong's arrival, which made Shang Yan even more confused. Fortunately, he had a good habit. What the old man said was right, and he did what the old man said, so there was such a scene when Jia Cong entered the house.
Seeing Jia Cong coming, Shang Yan hurriedly saluted and said , "I'm sorry to make the Marquis of Guanjun laugh. When I was in Shandong before, I knew that the Marquis had added a lot of help to my second brother Shang Xin and made great contributions. So, as soon as I returned to Shenjing, I wanted to hold a banquet to entertain the Marquis."
"My old man has a quick temper and is close to the Marquis, so he was impolite. I hope the Marquis will not take it as an offense."
Shang Yan thought about it for a long time and consulted his wife before finding an excuse. Otherwise, he couldn't say that the old man was unreasonable...
Jia Cong smiled and said, "Commander Shang, you don't have to be polite. Before in Jiangnan, it was not me who helped Commander Shang Xin, but Commander Shang who helped me."
"As for your old master, I have heard of him before, but I have never met him. It would be impolite of me to rush to pay my respects to him today."
Shang Yan was even more polite, and a maid came out from inside the door, "The old master asked the eldest master to invite the marquis in to talk."
"My Lord, please!" Shang Yan hurriedly led the way.
After entering the inner ceremonial gate, Jia Cong went straight forward to the main hall, where he saw a vigorous and energetic old man with a white beard sitting in the hall.
"Dad, Champion Hou is here!"
"I am Jia Cong from Ningguo Mansion, and I am here to meet the old marquis!" Jia Cong bowed deeply.
"Hahaha!" Shang Mao stood up with a big laugh, walked forward and looked at Jia Cong carefully for a long while, "Good, good, look alike, very much like him..."
As he spoke, he wanted to reach out and touch Jia Cong, but was stopped by Shang Yan.
"Come, sit down!" The old man pulled Jia Cong's hand and asked him to sit next to him. Then he glared at Shang Yanye and the others, "Hurry up and have someone serve tea and set up the banquet!"
Shang Yan and his sons and nephews immediately scattered like birds and beasts...
The old man held Jia Cong's hand like this, and looked up and down with his old eyes, with excitement and love in his expression.
Jia Cong felt the old man's slightly trembling hands and the tears gathering in the corners of his eyes, and couldn't help but think, "I've never heard of any friendship between my family and this old man before? Could it be that the former Daishan or Xianrongguo had a relationship with this old man? But if so, why wouldn't the mansion allow anyone to come and visit? Even during the New Year holidays, no one has ever visited the mansion to pay respects!"
Although he didn't know the reason, Jia Cong could feel that the old man had no ill will towards him. Therefore, although he felt a little embarrassed, he didn't feel uncomfortable.
"Good boy, you have suffered a lot these years." The old man said emotionally.
After learning of Jia Cong's identity, Shang Mao immediately asked someone to collect information about Jia Cong over the years.
The Jia Mansion in the past was like a sieve, and Jia Cong's experience as a concubine's son could not be hidden from others. When the old man saw Jia Cong's childhood experience, his temper was so hot that he almost went straight to Jinling to dig up the tombs of the two lords Ning and Rong, as well as Daishan and Daihua.
Even the old lady of the Jia family became an old witch in his mouth.
Originally, he thought his son would bring Jia Cong back to Shandong after the war, but he didn't expect that his stupid son would come back and tell him that Jia Cong had returned directly from Yangzhou to the capital.
After beating his son, the old man was about to return to the capital. But how could Shang Xin feel at ease? Although the White Lotus Sect had been pacified, if there were a group of people hiding somewhere and frightened the old man, wouldn't it be too late to regret? Therefore, he let the old man beat him several more times before he stopped him.
At the beginning of this spring, the old man wanted to return, but after arriving in Qufu and seeing Kong Wan, he hesitated.
Finally, the old man hardened his heart and decided to go back to see his grandson later for the sake of his own happiness in his later years. After all, he had already found him. Could this grandson still run away? However, if he didn't take the opportunity to meet Kong Wan, he might not have the chance in the future.
I am already this age, and Kong Wan is not much younger than me. If I go back to Shenjing, who knows if I will have the chance to see her again in the future?
So, the old man just lived in the Kong Mansion under a series of cold stares from Yanshenggong Kong Hongtai.
Shang Mao and Kong Wan had a friendship between them, but they missed each other in the past. Now as two widows, there was naturally no barrier between them after meeting each other. Moreover, after being persuaded by Shang Mao's eloquent words, Kong Wan actually agreed to return to Shenjing with him.
The old man was so excited that he took Kong Wan out of the Kong Mansion directly, so he did not return to Shenjing until this time.
The problem of happiness in old age has been solved, so naturally he wanted to see his grandson as soon as possible. Therefore, he hurriedly asked someone to invite Jia Cong over.
Shang Mao looked at Jia Cong. The more he looked, the more he felt that his grandson had similar features to his daughter, and he couldn't help but feel happy.
"Old man, although I lived a hard life in the past, I didn't suffer much." Jia Cong said with a wry smile.
"What are you talking about?" Shang Mao said with his eyes wide open. "If I had known that Jia She, that little bastard, would have beaten him up long ago, and that old witch in your house is not a good person either. Look at you now, although you have a handsome face, you are so thin. Where is the manliness in you?"
"How can you marry a good wife in the future if you are so dry?"
On this point, Shang Mao and his son Shang Xin obviously have something in common!
Jia Cong's mouth twitched. Was the old man praising himself or scolding himself? Speaking of masculinity, the old man was not bragging about this.
The brothers Shang Yan and Shang Xin are the living Li Kui and Zhang Fei. The younger ones just now all look big and strong...
Although I am not as strong as the merchants, I can't be said to be skinny.
You know, Jia Cong has grown a lot in the past two years. When Jia Cong traveled through time, he was about five feet three inches tall, but now he has grown four inches to five feet seven inches, which is considered a big man even in the army. Of course, this stature is indeed much worse than that of the Shang family.
Let’s not talk about the brothers Shang Yan and Shang Xin. The shortest of the brothers just now should be six feet tall…
