Chapter 381: Requesting the Commander's Order (4)

After dinner, Luo Xueyan told Shen Miao to rest early, then took Shen Qiu and Shen Xin back to the house to discuss their visit to the palace. Shen Miao did not follow them. She had already learned many things from Luo Xueyan, but what she couldn't figure out now was what exactly Shen Yuan had given Fu Xiuyi.

The oil lamp shone brightly in her eyes as Shen Miao sat at the table, lost in thought. Jingzhe and Guyu were careful not to disturb her. A light drizzle began to fall outside the window. This was the first light rain since the end of the year, heralding the arrival of spring.

Spring is coming, and everything is reviving. It is clearly a new hope. However, how can we find a way out of the thick ice and snow?

Shen Miao closed her eyes.

That night, there were also people walking around in brocade clothes.

When Xie Jingxing passed by the courtyard, he happened to run into Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao. When they saw him, they immediately stopped, bowed respectfully to him, and called out, "Big Brother."

Xie Jingxing had always ignored these two people, and today was no exception. Just as he was about to leave, Xie Changchao stopped him. Xie Changchao said with a hint of pride, "It's been a while since I last saw you, big brother. I wonder what you've been busy with. I wanted to go hunting with you a few days ago, but my father asked us to go with him to Lord Liu's official banquet, so I regret not being able to go."

Xie Ding has been taking Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao to banquets with colleagues these days, simply because everyone knows that Xie Ding wants to bring his two sons into official career.

Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao were illegitimate sons, and their talents were not as good as Xie Jingxing's. If Xie Jingxing himself had not been cynical and unwilling to enter the officialdom, everyone knew that it would not be their turn. However, Xie Jingxing had been at odds with Xie Ding for many years because of Princess Yuqing. The relationship between father and son was like ice, so how could it be repaired?

Xie Changwu was more modest than Xie Changchao, but even so, he couldn't hide his pride. He said, "Big brother, why don't you come with us sometime? You are so talented in both civil and military affairs, you will surely win the favor of the great officials. It will be much easier for you to enter the government then."

Xie Changchao and Xie Changwu had a good understanding of Xie Jingxing's temperament and knew that he was inherently arrogant. The more they talked about it, the less likely he was to enter the government. They were destined to be no match for Xie Jingxing in terms of winning Xie Ding's favor. Their literary and military skills, even their looks, were far inferior to his. Now that they finally had something to surpass him, they naturally wanted to be proud of it.

Upon hearing this, Xie Jing Xing glanced at them with a half-smile, then suddenly asked, "Are you very proud?"

Xie Changchao and Xie Changwu were stunned, but Xie Jingxing had already walked away. The contempt in his eyes was clearly visible to them.

Looking at Xie Jingxing's receding figure, Xie Changchao said bitterly: "What the hell, who do you think you are!"

Xie Changwu's expression was sinister: "One day, I will trample him under my feet!"

When Xie Jingxing returned to the house, two people were already waiting there. One was middle-aged with a full beard, and the other was young with a straight face.

The middle-aged man with a big beard asked, "Master, do you really want to..."

Xie Jingxing sat down at the table and waved his hand.

"Xie Changchao and Xie Changwu..." The younger one said, "Do you want to..." There was a hint of murderous intent in his words at the end.

"No need. If we act now, it will only lead to complications." Xie Jingxing interrupted him, "Without me, Xie Changwu and Xie Changchao wouldn't have done anything to Xie Ding. As for Fang..." He sneered, "Leave it to me."

The two men bowed their heads in agreement. Xie Jingxing pulled out a letter from his sleeve. It was a copy of the request for command presented today.