Su Zhendong whispered: "I think a hundred years later, among the names of the descendants engraved on my tombstone, there is the name of the first boy you and Xiyan gave birth to."

Without waiting for Wang Le to agree or not, Su Zhendong showed a hint of begging and continued: "No matter what, you can't change the blood flowing from your bones is the Su family. Old man, I have only this one requirement."

Wang Le couldn't help feeling soft when he looked at Su Zhendong, who was blown up by the cold wind and looked particularly desolate.

If Wang Le eliminates his family relationship with him, which is unclearable and still chaotic, he will admire the old man Su Zhendong from the bottom of his heart.

Because the other party is not only a victorious general on the battlefield, but also one of the important figures who later promoted China's rise. The rare civil and military abilities among his peers are the best, and there are very few who compete with him.

A hero of a lifetime is now begging so lowly in his heart, not to mention that the other party is his own grandfather. Even if Wang Le is hard-hearted, he will not be able to be cruel to the end at this time.

After being silent for a while, Wang Le's mouth raised slightly, and an indescribable bitter smile appeared. He looked at Su Zhendong who was uneasy in front of him, nodded quietly, and nodded, "Okay, I agree."

After a pause, Wang Le said again: "You always give him a name."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhendong, who was unconcealed with excitement, nodded in excitement and said, "As great-grandfather, I have already thought of the name of my great-grandson."

"Uh" Wang Le couldn't help but be stunned, then raised his head and sighed: "It's true that ginger is still so spicy."

Immediately, Wang Le looked at Su Zhendong with some depression and said angrily: "Hey, before you came here old, I must have thought that I would agree."

Su Zhendong swept away his previous humble voice, his pitiful look, and a trace of cunning flashed in his turbid eyes, and then said with an innocent look: "I'll give it a try, no matter whether I guess it or not."

Then Su Zhendong smiled and blinked and said, "Now you agree."

Wang Le: ""

Looking at Wang Le who was speechless, Su Zhendong quickly changed the subject and said, "Since I knew you were leaving Sijiu City, I have been thinking of my great-grandson's name these days."

Young Master Wang rolled his eyes and asked with impatient expression: "What's the name?"

"Cough" Su Zhendong first cleared his throat, then looked at Wang Le with a proud look on his face, and replied: "The future great grandson is Su Muchen."

"Su Muchen" Wang Le muttered to himself the name, and then asked: "It's okay for Mu to be Xiyan's surname, but what does this word Chen mean?"

Seeing Su Zhendong showing serious expression on his face, he asked, "Don't you think you are too outstanding?"

"Uh" Wang Le's face suddenly froze, and she couldn't help but touch her nose speechlessly, saying, "Is there any?"

Su Zhendong nodded and said solemnly without joking: "You are too outstanding, no one can surpass your future children, including your future children."

"When they come to this world from the beginning, their entire life will be shrouded in your halo, and no matter how hard they try, they can't surpass it."

Speaking of this, Su Zhendong looked at Wang Le and said, "If you are not in his position, you have never experienced it. You will never experience the despair in their hearts."

At this time, Wang Le was completely stunned and didn't know where to refute the old man's words, because what the other party said was true.

Just as Wang Le was silent, Su Zhendong continued: "I took the word "dust" from my future great-grandson's name, just to make him as inconspicuous as a speck of dust, and have the awareness of being an ordinary person, and don't have the ambition to surpass you, because this will only make him live in despair and unwillingness throughout his life."

Speaking of this, Su Zhendong sighed: "There are too many similar examples in the top families."

"Uh" Wang Le frowned and said, "You always give him this word "dust", which is a bit far-fetched to explain."

At this time, Su Zhendong looked at Wang Le meaningfully and said, "If he really has the conditions to surpass you, then this world of secular world cannot tolerate him."

Wang Le's eyes were flashing and he looked at Su Zhendong and said, "If he had this talent, as a father, I have the obligation and the responsibility to grant his mantle to him without reservation."

After a pause, Wang Le said in a low voice: "If you don't have enough talent, then he is better to be an ordinary person in this secular world."

After a few seconds of silence, Wang Le continued quietly: "Because the road I am walking in the mountain of blood sea and corpse, I can never look back. I don't want my child to come back."

Speaking of this, Wang Le's face suddenly showed a smile but not a smile, and said to Su Zhendong in front of him: "Your old boy admires you, hey, this is like playing chess. When you take one step, you already think that after ten steps, you are really superb in planning. Looking at the four or nine cities, no one can match it."

Su Zhendong's old eyebrows raised and asked, "What do you say?"

Wang Le smiled and replied without comment: "Adults do things, especially those who are good at calculating, have a purpose in everything they do."

Immediately, Wang Le further said: "I think you have seen that the old family forces will sooner or later die. This vast trend of those who follow it will prosper and those who go against it will perish, and those who go against it will perish will be unstoppable. The Su family and even the top families in the entire Sijiu City will be involved. The chances of the boat capsize and perish are too high."

"So you always make as many retreats as possible while you are still there, so as to preserve your strength, and minimize the losses, and at least you must keep the bloodline of the Su family from being annihilated."

Speaking of this, Wang Le stopped, looked at Su Zhendong with great interest, and asked, "What do you think about this analysis by boy?"

At this time, Su Zhendong's eyes were filled with admiration and regrets and regrets, and he couldn't help but sigh deeply again and said, "You kid don't go into politics, it's really a waste of resources."

Then Su Zhendong shook his head and said, "You said that looking at the Sijiu City, no one can compare to my ability to plan and plan. I forgot to add a prerequisite."

"Oh what prerequisites" Wang Leru asked.

Su Zhendong glanced at Wang Le and said, "The prerequisite is that you are not in this Sijiu City."

"Puff" Young Master Wang's face suddenly turned red and white, and he looked at Su Zhendong speechlessly. For a moment, he really didn't know what to say.

After being silent for more than ten seconds, Wang Lecai laughed and said, "If it were someone else, the boy would definitely think that the other party had bad intentions, so this is a typical example of being a praising and killing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Zhendong took over the conversation and said, "Fortunately I am your grandfather, otherwise, this life would be gone."

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Chapter completed!