But what attracts the most attention is the largest bowl in the middle.

Not for anything else, just because he's big... It's such a big bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs.

There were five people sitting at the dinner table, namely——

Mr. He was inexplicably unhappy and glared at his son with a black face.

Mrs. Hou Wan looked at her husband smiling gently and carelessly.

He didn't realize that his own father was glaring at him. He was watching the sweet and sour pork ribs that night, eager to try it.

He Cheng, the second young master, was still immersed in the fact that his eldest brother had given him a good look just now, and he was very flattered.

And the third lady, He Rong, was gnashing her small silver teeth and staring fiercely at Madam Hou with her round, almond-shaped eyes.

"Eat!" He Gu waited for a long time, but when no one moved, he simply picked up the chopsticks and smiled boldly, "If you don't eat the food, the food will be cold."

Mr. He Laohou: "..."

As soon as He Gu said the words, he realized that his biological father, Mr. He, had a face as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Only then did he come back to his senses. Now that Old Man He is still alive, he has not yet inherited the title of Marquis of Changyang and become the head of the family.

You can't blame him. He was already thirty when he died in his last life. Mr. He Laohou died when he was eighteen years old. He has been the head of the family for twelve years, so naturally he has long forgotten what to do in this family.

What does it feel like to be low?

But now Mr. He is still sitting at the table, and I haven't moved yet, but my son is shouting to use the chopsticks. It would be strange that Mr. He doesn't have a dark face.

"Your rules have gone to hell." The old Marquis threw his chopsticks on the table, "Your father and I are still sitting at the table, is it your turn to call the table open?!"

He Gu touched his nose: "You have been silent for a long time, can you blame me? I was hungry all the way."

"Are you hungry? Isn't your second brother hungry? Isn't your third sister hungry? Why are you so delicate? If you are hungry for just a moment, it could kill you?" Mr. He Laohou blew his beard angrily and glared.

"What are you yelling at? It's too old to be angry." He Gu said lazily, "Can't you just say "let's open the table"? I won't fight with you. If I fight with you, I will be a kid.

Dog, don’t worry.”

His words seemed to be comforting a three-year-old child, and Mr. He glared: "You!"

Wan was so frightened that she quickly grabbed him: "Master Hou, Gu'er is just a teenager, why do you have to compete with your own son? Gu'er is right, anger is bad for the body, and if you don't eat, the food will be cold.

Let’s eat quickly.”

Mr. He Laohou was comforted by his beloved wife's kind words, and he was finally not so angry. However, he still gave He Gu another hard look, then shook his beard and said: "Then eat..."

Before the word "eat" came out of his mouth, He Gu quickly stretched out his chopsticks to grab the bowl of sweet and sour pork ribs in the middle of the dining table.

Seeing this, Mr. He was so heartbroken that he almost lost the energy to do anything.

Although this son had previously been dissatisfied with his nose and eyes, he still knew some rules and would not stop him from getting off the stage in person. However, ever since the convoy returning to Beijing received the report of a fast horse flying in the capital that day, he suddenly became a

So.

What's going on?

Mr. He Laohou suddenly remembered the content of the horse report from before. He paused and said in a deep voice: "Shu'er, on my way back to Beijing, I received a horse report saying that Her Royal Highness the Princess was choosing her consort. What do you think?

Gu'er's birthday and horoscope were handed over to the palace, what's going on?"

Wan's eyelids twitched, and the fingers holding the embroidered handkerchief under the dinner table tugged at the small silk handkerchief. However, the expression on his face did not change at all. He only smiled softly and said, "It is true. That day Wenchang and I

The ladies from the Earl's Palace went into the palace to talk to the Queen. The Queen said... Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess is now eighteen, and it is time for her to get married. What the Queen meant was to choose a noble son of a similar age and good looks.

It’s embarrassing to be the husband-in-law of Her Royal Highness the eldest princess.”

"Then what?" Mr. He Laohou said expressionlessly.

He Gu raised his eyelids and glanced at Wanshi with a half-smile, then quickly looked away. He picked up a large piece of sweet and sour pork ribs still stained with soup and put it into the bowl of Miss He Rong.

"Rongmei, eat more so you can grow taller." He frowned at He Rongxiao and whispered.

Over there, Wanshi was still explaining to Mr. He Laohou.

"Later... Later, the empress asked if there was a very outstanding-looking young master in the Marquis of Changyang. She also ordered someone to pass Gu Er's portrait to the palace to see. The empress saw the portrait and even said that Gu Er was born.

Okay, now I’m asking for Gu’er’s birthday and horoscope.”

"Oh?" Mr. He's face softened, "So it's not you who took the initiative to bring Gu'er's birth date to the empress?"

"Of course not." Mrs. Wan suddenly raised her head, with tears in her eyes, "Does the Marquis doubt me when he asks this question? If you become a consort, you can no longer be an official. I am Gu'er's mother.

How could you have such thoughts?"

"Every living creature with eyes in the entire Marquis Mansion can clearly see how I have treated Gu'er Rong'er over the years. If the master is so suspicious, it will chill Shu'er's heart."

She looked at Mr. He with a pair of beautiful eyes, her eyes were hazy with tears. She looked so pitiful as to whether she wanted to cry or not. The just-right drop of tear in the corner of her eye was like the dewdrops that would never fall on the green leaves in spring. She was so cute and charming.

.

Mr. He Laohou's heart suddenly twisted into a ball for his beloved wife, and he hurriedly said: "I just want to ask, why did Shu'er shed tears over such things? Wipe it off quickly."

He Gu snorted coldly and said, "For such a thing? Is [such a thing] my life's major event in dad's eyes?"

Although He Gu had made up his mind not to follow the path of his previous life, and although he planned to marry the eldest princess, he did not intend to bear the ill will of the Wan family for plotting against him.

"Didn't Madam say that she didn't want to eat or drink? Didn't she toss and turn all night and stay awake all night? I wonder if you still remember to go into the palace with your little sisters and try your best to show your face to the Queen. It's my birthday

Only a few old ladies from the Yan family who were married to my mother knew about the horoscope. They would definitely not tell you. Other than that, it is only in the genealogy. The genealogy is well locked up in the ancestral hall. I dare to ask Madam how she knew it.

of?"

"You have great magical powers!" He Gu said with a strange expression, "You can open a copper lock as big as a fist as soon as you ask it to be opened. You are very capable."

Wan's face turned pale when she heard this, and Mr. He was also stunned, turning to look at her: "Shu'er... you..."

"Master Hou, please listen to my explanation, I didn't..."

"If you want to explain, go back to the room and explain. Brother Cheng, Rongmei and I still need to eat. You two, please don't overwhelm us here." He Gu said coolly.

His appearance first angered Mr. He Laohou.

"You evildoer!" Mr. He Laohou stood up, pointed at He Gu and said angrily, "Even if your mother really found your horoscope and sent her to the palace, what would happen? She should have been the one to do your marriage in the first place.

It’s up to the parents to order the matchmaker! You don’t understand this point about human ethics, so what’s your attitude towards me and your mother?”

He Gu's face instantly turned cold.

"Whatever her attitude is, I will naturally have the same attitude. It's just that I can't do that, with a face that looks like spring breeze, but in fact, there is a knife hidden in cotton."

"Also, let me tell you for the last time, she is not my mother."

He Guhan said in a loud voice.

"My mother died a long time ago. She has finally found peace in the underground. Don't bring this woman up to talk about her. It's just a disgusting thing for me to hear. It also disturbs my mother's peace underground."

"You...you, you, you..." Mr. He Laohou's eyes were so wide that they almost jumped out of their sockets.
Chapter completed!