Chapter 2 Who is not a descendant of the royal family?

Yang Lin is nearly fifty years old, but he is still tall and strong, and looks very powerful. He and Yang Chong look a bit like father and son.

"My son, you are here. Look, this is what your father prepared for you. With so many betrothal gifts, the woman from the Wei family will be so happy that she will die." When Yang Lin saw Yang Chong coming, he pulled Yang Chong over and pointed at the pile of betrothal gifts in front of him.

"Father is so generous." Yang Chong complimented.

"That's right. Everyone within a hundred miles knows how heroic I, Yang Lin, am." Yang Lin laughed and stroked his prickly beard, his face becoming even more proud.

“Mrs. Wei from Weijiazhuang feels superior just because her son works as a servant in the Sikong Mansion of Wei State. This time, the master and the young master will let her see the real world and know what a wealthy family is.” There was another young man in the hall, who was about the same age as Yang Chong. However, compared to the heroic looks of Yang Lin and Yang Chong, this man had fine eyebrows and eyes, but his skin was dark due to years of hard work. Moreover, he had a fawning look on his face, which further destroyed his original elegance.

His name is Qi Fu, and he is the son of a farmer in Xiliu Village. He came today to give Yang Lin a wild wolf that he hunted in the mountains.

However, Yang Chong also knew his other identity, he was Yang Lin’s real son.

"I like what Qi Fu said. My son, behave well when you go to the Wei family today. Although the old woman in Weijiazhuang is not a good person, I heard that her daughter is really beautiful. My son will be blessed in the future." Yang Lin patted Yang Chong's shoulders heavily with an encouraging look on his face.

"Thank you, father, for your help." Yang Chong said with great joy. Getting married, and his wife being a famous beauty within a hundred miles, was a good thing for a boy like Yang Chong who was nominally only sixteen years old, at least on the surface.

"We are a family and we don't have to talk behind each other's backs. My son, your father is waiting for your good news at home today. Aunt Zhang will be here soon. You don't have to do anything today. Just listen to her." Yang Lin reminded.

"Aunt Zhang is really good at talking. Whether today's marriage will be successful or not really depends on her. I'll go and meet her." Yang Chong walked out of the hall. He couldn't afford to offend the matchmaker at this time.

"Go, go." Yang Lin waved his hand, urging him.

"What a piece of shit, he really thinks he's a young master." Qi Fu said with disgust as he watched Yang Chong's back disappear in a haughty manner.

"Fu Qi, don't talk nonsense." Yang Lin frowned, his rudeness gone, only solemnity remained, but Qi Fu had become Fu Qi in his mouth.

"Father, you can't always think of that fake son when you have good things. I am your biological son. I heard that the girl from the Wei family is so beautiful, how can I let that boy of unknown origin get away with it?" Qi Fu also complained.

"Fu Qi, we have to endure it. Ever since Meng Bo disappeared, I have been unable to rest in peace. He may have fallen into the hands of the farmers, and we may have been targeted by the farmers."

“It is also to protect you and guard against Xin Yitian that your father had to use the strategy of using a substitute. Sixteen years ago, I used this kid to replace your identity and handed that useless thing to him. This way, even if the people from the farmers' family come to our door in the future, they will kill your father and that kid, and steal that useless thing, but you can escape with the true inheritance of our Lu family.” Yang Lin said earnestly, his thick eyebrows and big eyes were full of calculations, and there was no generosity.

"Father, I know you're doing this, but I just don't like that kid. Everything that should have belonged to me now belongs to him. It's fine if Jiang Nu is given to him, but now even the Wei family girl..." Qi Fu complained. "Fu Qi, do you know why I named you Fu Qi?" Yang Lin said with a serious expression and dignity.

"My father hopes that I can recover the State of Qi and take back our ancestors' territory from the rebel hands of the Tian family." Qi Fu said solemnly. His real name was Lv Fuqi, and he pinned too many hopes on it. "Fu Qi, Fu Qi", "Fu" means recovery, and "Qi" means the State of Qi.

"Yes, the State of Qi has been usurped by the Tian clan for more than a hundred years, and the six tribes of Emperor Yan have also fallen into their control and turned into the farming families we have today. Think about our Lu family, we are the descendants of Taigong. That is Taigong, not only the ruler of the State of Qi, but also the master of hundreds of families. But we, as descendants of the Jiang surname Lu family, are now hiding from place to place and leading a precarious life. Are we really going to live like this forever?" Yang Lin said in a heavy tone.

He was a descendant of the royal family of Qi State. Unfortunately, more than a hundred years ago, the Tian family replaced the Qi family. Since then, the Jiang and Lu clans were eliminated one after another by the Tian family using various means. To this day, only the father and son are left in the direct line of the Jiang and Lu clans.

"We want to rebuild the State of Qi and recover our ancestral heritage. What are a few women? That guy is just a tool of our father and son. Why do you care about a tool?" Yang Lin said earnestly.

"That's what my father taught me." Lu Fuqi said.

"You've been calling me Pavilion Chief for sixteen years, and I absolutely cannot let anyone down." Lu Lin said with a serious expression.

"Yes, Qi Fu knows." Lu Fuqi became Qi Fu again.

If Yang Chong could see the scene before him, he would find the answer to the question that had been bothering him. He was just a scapegoat, using a fake to replace the real.

Unfortunately, Yang Chong did not see this scene. At this time, he was taking Jiang Nu to the front yard to greet the matchmaker Aunt Zhang and was dealing with the matchmaker's flattery.

Not long after, two large trucks drove out of Xiliu Village and headed towards Weijiazhuang, more than 80 miles away.

Although it was only a trip to Weijiazhuang, eighty miles away, it was actually considered going abroad. Yangdi County where Xiliu Village was located belonged to the State of Han, while Xu County where Weijiazhuang was located belonged to the State of Wei. More than a hundred years ago, both places belonged to the State of Zheng. However, later the State of Zheng was conquered by the States of Han and Wei. The people of Yangdi County and Xu County, who were originally citizens of the same country to each other, became foreigners today.

"When we get to Weijiazhuang, Master Yang, you don't need to say anything. I will take care of everything." In the cowhide-covered carriage, the plump Aunt Zhang said to Yang Chong. In this era, the fact that she could have such a figure was a testament to her performance. As the most experienced matchmaker within a hundred miles, she had facilitated many marriages and received corresponding rewards, which were enough for her to live a rich life.

"I am absolutely confident in Aunt Zhang." Yang Chong said as he looked at Ms. Jiang beside him. Seeing that she was staggering because of the unstable carriage, he simply supported her shoulders.

However, Yang Chong's action made Jiang Nu blush, and she glanced at Aunt Zhang guiltily. Seeing that the other party did not react, she breathed a sigh of relief and moved closer to Yang Chong, as if this would make it safer.

"Young Master Yang is really kind and gentle to women. It seems that the girl from the Wei family is also blessed." Seeing Jiang Nv's little gesture, Aunt Zhang couldn't help but feel happy. This little boy and girl are the most interesting, just like now. She also went through the girlhood in the past.

(End of this chapter)