Chapter 804

What is on the mind of the third highness.

Suyan doesn't care.

She just thought, but finally she could get people back to the Houfu.

Su Yan takes Ji Yu back to the mansion.

He was relocated to the former courtyard.

Before he went to see the yard with him, he was stopped by the people of Su Fu.

The butler of the Marquis's mansion, with three servants.

Standing in front of Su Yan,

"little Marquis, please go there."

This posture also brought three powerful servants.

The purpose is clear, whether soft or hard.

It means to take Suyan.

Ji Yu's voice

"little Marquis, Ji Yu can go there by herself."

Su Yan takes a look at the housekeeper.

Then he nodded,

"Lanzhi, you come with him, I'll see my father."

"Yes, little marquis."

The housekeeper made a gesture of invitation

Su Yan nodded and walked forward.

From the front yard, I passed the hall and went to the door of Su Fu's study.

Just listen to the housekeeper's report

"Let him in!"

A neutral voice.

With anger.

The Butler made a gesture of invitation

"little Marquis, please."

Su Yan pushes open the door of the study and steps in.

Bang.

A dark inkstone directly hit Su Yan's forehead.

Su Yan dodges.

A bang.

The inkstone smashed on the wall behind, followed by the sound of falling on the ground.

Su Fu was a rough looking general who was also fighting in the battlefield in his early years.

Even if he is now an official in Beijing, his ferocity is not weakened.

Su Fu is angry

"rebellious son! The reputation of the Su family has been defeated by you! "

Su Yan looks at Su Fu.

"What did my father say?"

There was no emotion in her voice, just a question.

Looking at her like this, I was shocked by Su Fu.

Su Fu took a deep breath and calmed down his anger. "You don't do business every day. You walk the birds and play with them. You walk in the brothels and gambling houses.

Nowadays, it is said that it is good to have broken sleeves. All over the capital! "

Su Yan looks at Su Fu and embraces his fists with both hands. First, he salutes him. "That's what a child is like. He didn't know until the first day?"

"You!"

Su Yan is telling the truth here.

But he almost carried away the anger of Su Fu!

Call Su Fu to clap the desk and shout "inverse son!"! The son of adversity! "

Su Yan thought for a moment.

"My father and my child have learned some Kung Fu. Today I want to ask my father for some advice."

Maybe Su Fu is a general.

For those rites, the least attention is the least disdain.

Compared with pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Su Fu prefers swords, guns, sticks and sticks.

Look at this smashed inkstone on the ground.

It's all done.

It is estimated that at least seven or eight days have not been used.

Look at the bows and knives on the wall.

You know, this is a study.

I haven't read a few books, but the place where I wave my grip everyday is dark.

In Su Fu's eyes, Su Yan is a man.

But she looks so white and shy.

Not a bit of manliness.

Su Fu looks at Su Yan. The more he looks, the more angry he gets.

Especially when listening to what he did, he was angry.

I wish I could hang people up and fight.

Originally, Su Fu intended to punish Su Yan to kneel in the ancestral hall.

Now I hear Su Yan's words like the next war.

Su Fu's eyes brightened.

In the past, I was the only one for myself, for fear that he would eat him.