Seventy-nine, Fang Zhi's identity (I)

Seventy-nine, Fang knows the identity

Han Tiefang thought about it and asked, "If Senior Sun's guess is true, isn't my father a very famous person?" "Of course it's famous, but I think it's better to let my father say it himself." "Hehe, Iron Sword, over the years, the realm has been very large, and even we can find it hidden in the subspace, this cultivation is only afraid that it is already above me." A cool voice appeared, and with the voice, two people, a man and a woman, appeared in the igloo.

Han Tiefang pounced when he saw it: "Dad, Mom." "The people who came were Han Xiangyang and Wei Chen. "Son, aren't you happy to see your father and mother again?" Han Xiangyang made a joke about his son, and Wei Chen pulled his son over: "Fang'er, you have worked hard all these years. ”

Shi Qingya and Yang Xing Yinhe came over to salute, and Han Xiangyang smiled: "No need to be polite, you can also call our parents like Tie Fang, anyway, you will all be my Han family sooner or later." Sun Tiejian and his wife saluted: "Father, mother, I haven't seen you for a long time, it's always been good?" "We're fine, Jian'er, Mei'er, we really haven't seen each other for a long time." ”

Han Tiefang was a little strange: "Senior Sun, you call my dad a father?" "Alas, stupid son, can't you still think of who I am?" "Just kidding? How could I possibly think of it?" "Okay, Dad, I'll officially introduce myself, my surname is Han, not cold Han, but Han Yu's Han, my name is Wenzheng, my real identity is the human patriarch of the Yanhuang clan, more than 100,000 years ago, it was I who arrived in the world from the sky with the inheritance base and took on the responsibility of reviving the Yanhuang clan. Iron Swords, they all came out of the life pool of the inheritance base, therefore. They all called me father. Of course, your mother's name is not Wei Chen. Her maiden name is Qiushui. Qiushui is a god, jade is a bone, Qiushui, is a god, and your mother takes the last two words as a pseudonym. ”

Han Tiefang couldn't believe his ears: "Dad, aren't you kidding? Are you the patriarch of the Yanhuang clan? Are you an old monster who has lived for more than 100,000 years?"

Han Tiefang touched his head: "It hurts, Dad." But. I still can't believe it, since you are the patriarch and the supreme power holder of our Yanhuang clan, why do you still want to live in seclusion in a small corner of the Boluo River system?" "Why can't I go to the Boluo River system in seclusion? "Cheng, you are your father, it is your right to do what you want, but I don't understand, our Yanhuang clan has a patriarch like you, and it has not perished. It's a strange thing. ”

Han Wenzheng smiled: "As early as 100,000 years ago, it was already nothing, these 100,000 years." Your mother and I have always lived a reclusive life, watching from the sidelines, if there is no major event, I am too lazy to worry about it, stupid son, if you knew my identity early on, I am afraid that you will not be where you are today. ”

Han Tiefang No, it should be called Han Tiefang now, he tilted his head and thought for a while: "Maybe." "Then you have to thank your father for my hard work, teaching such a stupid son as you, I really don't know how much it hurts my brain, or Tiejian's group of children, it's better to teach it without much teaching." Sun Tiejian and his wife were sweating, back then, were they taught less by Han Wen? They could already imagine what kind of life Han Tiefang was living by Han Wen's side, it was definitely in dire straits.

Han Tiefang thought for a while and said: "Dad, I know your hard work, but I still can't figure it out, you have so much power, why don't you give me some benefits? God knows what kind of life I've lived all these years." "Yes, of course I know, your mother and I have been by your side all these years, and I have watched your every move, with a stupid son like you, I am really miserable as a father." ”

After laughing, officially seated, Zhou Xuemei poured tea for everyone, Sun Tiejian asked: "Father, you haven't shown up all these years, why do you suddenly show up now?" Is it for the sake of Tie Fang's younger brother?" Han Wenzheng said very strictly.

Everyone else was shocked in their hearts, if even Sun Tiejian's generation had to come out of the seclusion and come to the fore again, how strict the situation would be, unimaginably terrifying. Sun Tiejian asked a little puzzled: "Father, is the matter really strict to this point?" "Unknown, Tie Niu has already gone to inquire about the news, I believe it won't take too long to be able to send the news back, but if my guess is correct, I'm afraid that things will be very strict." ”

Han Tiefang asked: "Dad, what's so strict?" "It's none of your business for the time being, but if you grow up fast enough, or you are still eligible to participate." "Forget it, when I didn't ask. "Fang'er, we will let you know what you should know, now, you are not qualified to know for the time being. "Qiushui relieved his son.

Next, of course, Sun Tiejian had to invite Han Wenzheng's family to dinner, as for what they discussed after eating, Han Tiefang did not have the qualifications to know, and it was not until half a day later that Han Wenzheng finished the discussion, and then took his son out. As for Qiushui, he is in contact with his two future daughters-in-law, striving to establish the deepest relationship between his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law in the shortest possible time.

Two ice chairs, an ice table, and a pot of tea, Han Wenzheng took a sip of tea, stretched out comfortably, and said, "Tie Fang, if there is anything to say now, there should be no estrangement between our father and son." ”

Han Tiefang stretched out his hand to draw a chessboard on the ice table, and then, with a finger lightly, poked a small hole in the chessboard, and said, "Dad, I really want to know, why do you want to interfere in my marriage? Let's discuss this issue first, how about it?"

Han Wenzheng stretched out his finger and drew a small circle on the chessboard, which was regarded as a son: "You are my son, and, if there is no accident, you are my only biological son, although Tiejian They call me father, but they have no blood relationship with me, I am the human patriarch of the Yanhuang clan, the patriarch of the Yanhuang clan in the future, pay attention." This patriarch is the Yanhuang clan, which includes the Heavenly Realm. In other words. I am the oldest in the Yanhuang clan, and you, my only son, what do you think you are?"

Han Tiefang smiled bitterly, isn't it clear? In ancient times, it was the crown prince, if after hundreds of millions of years, he had certain achievements. It is very likely that he will take over Han Wenzheng's class and become the ninth patriarch of the Yanhuang clan, the most powerful person in the Yanhuang clan, even if he can't be the ninth patriarch of the Yanhuang clan, just because he is Han Wenzheng's only son, this identity is enough to intimidate countless people.

"I taught you, in life, there must be something you don't want to do but have to do, you are my son, and we have to strengthen the connection with the Star Wing Female Clan. Then, a couplet is the best way to go. And you are also the best candidate, so I personally went to the Winged Girl and proposed to the current patriarch of the Winged Girl Clan, Yang Xing Jinmei, in order to marry the current saint of the Wing Girl Clan, the next patriarch Yang Xing Yinhe as his wife, are you satisfied with this answer?"

Han Tiefang smiled bitterly and bitterly. This reason is definitely too upright to be upright, what else does he have to say?" "Dad, I want to know more, why is there still Qingya, don't you want your son and me to start from the beginning?" "Qingya's matter has nothing to do with me, I want to scold your eldest brother." "My eldest brother?" "Zhao Tieyun, now you should know who Zhao Tieyun is." ”

The first of the first generation of the Yanhuang clan, the first patriarch of the Yanhuang clan, the ancestor of the Zhao family, among the Yanhuang clan, except for Han Wenzheng and Qiushui, he is the biggest, and he is the third person, even Sun Tiejian can only rank fourth.

Han Tiefang asked: "I haven't seen this eldest brother, so I can only ask you, Dad." "You are my son, the only son, and it is one of your responsibilities to marry the Winged Girl Clan, but Tie Yun believes that in addition to your obligation to do your best for the Yanhuang Clan and marry with the Winged Girl Clan, you also have the obligation to leave the purest bloodline of my Yanhuang Clan for my Yanhuang Clan, so he arranged for Qingya to appear by your side, do you accept this reason?"

The prince of a country wants to marry with other countries and other clans, which is out of the need of politics, but if the prince has only one wife, the child must be a mixed-race child, and if this mixed-race child wants to inherit the throne in the future, it is easy for people to take it out and talk about it, so it is necessary to arrange a pure bloodline for the prince to be a wife, and the children born are used to inherit the throne, which is understandable.

Han Tiefang is not stupid, the relationship between this can be understood after thinking about it, this reason is also too upright to be upright, but no matter how good the reason is, is he willing?"Dad, I just want to ask, why did this matter fall on me? What reason do I have to pay for the responsibility of this bullshit?"

Fortunately, I didn't slap the table, at least, I haven't scolded the street yet. Han Wenzheng smiled and picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea: "Because you are my son." "Do I have a choice? Or you go to the newspaper and explain that we are out of the father-son relationship." "Han Tiefang is really angry.

Han Wenzheng smiled, but there was a kind of majesty, a kind of helplessness, and a kind of relief in his smile: "Tie Fang, if you are not my son, can you have an innate spirit treasure as your companion spirit treasure? If you are not my son, can you cultivate my Yanhuang clan's saint-level exercises from the beginning? If you are not my son, can you have a protector like Xuanhai Lao? You are not my son, can you become a personal disciple of the saint?" These are what you got as my son, you don't need your contribution at all, you have already obtained what countless people dream of in their lives, and even countless monks can't ask for things in their lifetimes, since you have received countless benefits, then, paying for the Yanhuang clan is the reward you should have, can you accept this explanation?"

Taking people's money, eliminating disasters for others, and getting countless benefits from the Yanhuang clan, naturally they should also do things for the Yanhuang clan, this explanation is enough. "Son, I am very glad that you have your own opinions, but, you, become my son, this is not my turn to choose, and it is not your turn to choose, this is a matter determined by the heavens, you and I can only accept it, you have to accept it if you are happy, you have to accept it if you are unhappy, so you still have to accept it happily. ”

Han Tiefang could only ask Cangtian speechlessly, but what can he do? Han Wenzheng is not an emperor, but he is also comparable to an emperor, he was born in an emperor's family, and there are many things that can only be accepted, just as Han Wenzheng said, he must accept it if he is happy, and he must accept it if he is unhappy, if he can ignore the kindness of the Yanhuang clan to him, he can not accept it, but can he do it? He can't do it, so he can only accept it. "But, Dad, I'm not sure I can handle the relationship between Yinhe and Qingya, this ......" (to be continued......)