The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

In an instant, Tang Chuyu felt ashamed.

He really didn't care much about this son, and always felt that his son had little potential, and it was good enough that he didn't cause trouble for him. How could he expect him to win face and bring honor to the family?

Ever since Tang Xinghe entered the Duke's Mansion clan school, whenever the teacher asked his parents to be present, it was always bad news.

At first, Tang Chuyu also went to the clan school to meet the teacher in person.

Almost from beginning to end, all that was heard was the Master's complaints and accusations against Tang Xinghe, saying that he was disobedient, didn't like to read, was a troublemaker, and that nine out of ten troubles were caused by him.

In short, this kid is unteachable!

After hearing what the teacher said, Tang Chuyu went home and gave his son a severe beating.

Tang Xinghe would not stand there and take a beating obediently. He would jump up and down to provoke him, "Father, come and chase me! I'll let you beat me if you catch me!"

"Father, you can't do this. Are you tired of chasing after such a short time?"

"Hehe, father, I'll stand here and let you hit me, come on, come on... Hehe, I'm just teasing you, father, you're old, aren't your legs and feet flexible?"

Not to mention that the teacher was so angry at this kid that he vomited blood on the spot, even he, as a father, was so angry that he wanted to stuff him back into his wife's belly and recreate him.

He felt that he had been obedient since childhood. He did not lag behind in his studies. Although he was not the best, he was not at the bottom either. How could he have a son who was so... hated by everyone and everyone.

Later, when the teacher called him "Tang Xinghe's father" to go to the clan school, he refused to go and bring disgrace upon himself even if he was beaten to death.

He had only one idea: if he didn't want to go to school, he should just go home and not cause any trouble.

But his wife Zheng Qiaoer didn't think so. She always hoped that her son would suddenly wake up or have an epiphany one day.

She said, "What if one day our Xinghe suddenly becomes diligent in studying? Wouldn't it be a pity to give up early?"

From then on, whenever the teacher called parents to appear, it would basically be Zheng Qiaoer who came forward.

Every time Zheng Qiaoer came back from the teacher, she was furious, and as usual, she chased Tang Xinghe around the garden with a ruler.

The couple felt deeply powerless having such a son.

Even Tang Chuyu had thought about it, and would let Tang Xingchen and Tang Xinghai support the family in the future. As for the eldest son, he would prepare enough wealth for him and let the two younger sons take care of him. As long as he didn't make any big mistakes, he would probably be able to live a peaceful life.

The only thing he asked of Tang Xinghe was: just don't cause trouble.

Even today when Zheng Qiaoer asked him to come and cheer for her son, he always said he was busy with official duties and had no time to be there.

Fortunately, he is here.

Otherwise, it would be a great regret in life if you didn’t see such a lively scene with your own eyes.

At this moment, Zheng Qiaoer looked in the direction of Tang Chuyu.

She was stunned for a moment, her eyes red, and she immediately glared at him a few times, then turned away with her head held high, not bothering to pay attention to him.

Humph! I told you to come but you didn't! This son is mine alone! Don't even think about taking advantage of me! Not even a little bit!

Normally when I ask you to take care of my son, you always say you are busy with official duties; when my son becomes successful, you want to be his father again! How can such a good thing happen!

Tang Chuyu felt even more guilty and knew that he would have to sleep in the study for a while when he got home.

Shi Anxia knew that her cousin Tang Xinghe's ability was far more than that. Weightlifting was his weakness, archery was his strength, but he was most famous for his commanding mind as a general.

In time, as long as he is given the opportunity, he will definitely become the most outstanding figure in the North Wing.

The final summary of Tang Xinghe in "Records of the Mountains and Rivers of the Northern Wing" is very different from the young man he is now.

The original text is as follows: General Tang is calm and composed, thoughtful, and often uses his troops in unexpected ways. On the treacherous battlefield, enemy generals would rather fight a tough battle than encounter the elusive "Tang Army".

Later, Empress Dowager Huizheng summoned General Tang and asked him, "How did you manage to use the least amount of troops to win the greatest victory?"

General Tang smiled bitterly, "It's not that I'm a god at commanding troops. I just have no other options. I have too few soldiers, and many of them were once the playboys of the capital, unable to lift anything with their hands or shoulders. I can only rack my brains to come up with clever ideas to keep these playboys who are willing to fight with me alive, and not be killed as soon as they go into battle. It's difficult for me!"

General Tang was only middle-aged at that time, but his temples were already gray and his body was covered with wounds. Whenever the weather was cold and windy, his legs, hands, and almost every joint would ache so much that he could not move.

He even needed drugs to control himself from committing suicide because of the pain. He narrowly escaped death! But which of the men who went to the battlefield didn't narrowly escape death?

General Tang often humbly warned book writers, "Don't take all the credit from me, and don't exaggerate. My Tang Army is only a part of the Northern Wing; and I, Tang Xinghe, am only a part of the Tang Army. The victory of the Northern Wing is the victory of every Northern Wing citizen! If a thousand people are united, they will have the strength of a thousand people; if ten thousand people are divided, no one can be used."

The victory of the North Wing was the result of unity and solidarity. General Tang was such a humble and low-key person!

But at this moment, Tang Xinghe on the field did not know what modesty was. Even his voice was full of pride when he reported, "Tang Xinghe, the candidate from Yunqi Academy, shot five arrows at the same time and hit the bull's eye. His shooting has been completed."

He really knows how to add luster to himself, fearing that others might not summarize it well enough and miss out on some of his brilliance.

There was continuous applause in the arena.

Even Emperor Mingde lost his composure, tears welled up in his eyes, and he was very excited. He wanted to snatch his son from Lord Tang now, but he didn't know if it would be too late.

How could Eunuch Qi not know what he was thinking? He repeatedly consoled him, "People! We are all your people! We have many talented young people in the North Wing, so why should we be afraid of the war from other countries!"

Emperor Mingde suddenly patted the armrest of his seat, laughed loudly and stood up, "Heroes have always emerged from youth! Tang Xinghe, the candidate from Yunqi Academy who shot five arrows at the same time and hit the bull's eye, I ask you today, do you dare to draw the long bow, break the long wind, and fight against the nations?"

Only then did everyone realize that Emperor Mingde was also present.

But everyone seemed to have forgotten to salute the emperor and were just waiting for Tang Xinghe to reply.

Tang Xinghe was standing alone in the center of the huge shooting range at this time, a young man in bright clothes, a blue robe with white edges, looking handsome, in high spirits and radiant with light.

The young man was already excited, and when he heard the emperor's question, instead of being afraid, it aroused his heroic spirit.

Which teenager doesn’t dream?

Which young man doesn’t dream of becoming a hero who saves the country and the people?

Tang Xinghe leaped up, turned in the air for a long time, and turned to face the direction of Emperor Mingde. Then he knelt on one leg, clenched his fist and touched the ground. The young man raised his head and spoke even louder, "The long bow is full, the wind is broken, the wings are straight, the arrow is on the string, Xinghe is willing to welcome all nations to fight!"

He raised his arms and shouted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

All the candidates waiting in the waiting room, whether they were from Yunqi Academy or not, were filled with passion and enthusiasm, and they all waved their arms and shouted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The battle sounds were loud and clear, like a war song, and like a spark that set the prairie on fire, all the men in the audience stood up, waved their arms and shouted, "Fight! Fight! Fight!"

The burning desire to fight is boiling in my chest!

Come, all nations! Fight!

Who is afraid of who?

We have countless stars and we have fearless young people!

All the women in the field were in tears. They were moved by the passion of the men and shocked by their fearlessness.

Suddenly I felt how happy and safe I was growing up in such a country!

Emperor Mingde waved his hand to silence the crowd and asked Cen Yuan, "Teacher of Yunqi Academy, do you have anything to say?"