Chapter 799 Clash - Spy

"Fine, I'll go then. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

Seeing that his mood had improved, Xu Yunzhi flicked his sleeves, turned around, and rode his horse to catch up with the Jin army.

After Xu Yunzhi's figure disappeared from sight, Ji Wenxuan looked down at the jade pendant that Xu Yunzhi had silently placed in his hand. He remembered that this seemed to be the one that always hung on his longsword.

A smile unconsciously crept onto his lips as he watched the departing crowd and murmured, "Have a safe journey."

After Xu Yunzhi returned to the Jin army camp, the first thing he did was to have the number of people counted and to have a new roster made.

Moreover, Xu Yunzhi used a method he learned from Ji Wenxuan to renumber the Jin army.

Because the Jin army commander and the emperor fled the battlefield, and the deputy general mysteriously disappeared during the march, Xu Yunzhi directly promoted one of the deputy generals who had laid down his weapons first and helped to relay the message to the Jin army as a general.

Because this man was the son of a fallen general from twenty years ago, the Jin army did not have any objections to him for the time being.

After observing Xu Yun, he concluded that the newly promoted general was more like a leader than the previous commanders.

Of course, that's a story for another time. After seeing Xu Yunzhi off, Ji Wenxuan returned to the Ji family's residence in the border city.

In the main hall of the front courtyard, the old general sat in a high position, staring straight at Uncle Ji, who was kneeling below.

"Father, I didn't do it on purpose. It was that woman who instigated me."

When Uncle Ji saw his father return covered in blood, he guessed that the battle yesterday must have been fierce. Seeing that Ji Wenxuan had not returned, Uncle Ji immediately felt that his plan had succeeded.

General Ji raised him from childhood, and even though he tried to hide some of his emotions, General Ji still saw the joy in his eyes.

Thinking of the soldiers who died unjustly today, and the brothers who had risked their lives together for so many years, General Ji felt as if he wanted to skin a traitor alive for plotting a war between two countries.

But this person is not only a spy, but also his son, his only son now.

"Guards, drag the Second Master away and give him fifty lashes."

General Ji didn't want to say a word in his defense. Looking at his son, who had disappointed him so much, he no longer held any hope.

Upon receiving the order for fifty lashes, Master Ji, who was kneeling, immediately collapsed to the ground.

“Father, fifty lashes would be half my life! I know I was wrong, please forgive me this time. I promise I will never do it again.”

Uncle Ji tried to beg General Ji to let him off the hook, but General Ji was determined and would not back down.

His face was weary. He waved to the two soldiers who didn't know what to do, and only then did the soldiers dare to step forward and pull Uncle Ji.

"Get your filthy hands off me! Do you think you can touch me?"

The more heartbroken General Ji appeared, the more certain Uncle Ji became that Ji Wenxuan was dead.

He barked and shoved the two soldiers who were attacking him, looking at them with a "try me if you dare touch me" kind of look.

Anyway, without Ji Wenxuan, the Ji family army will be his sooner or later. It's normal for his father to want to vent his anger for Ji Wenxuan now that he's angry. But these two clueless guys actually dared to make a move.

The two men were pushed away by Uncle Ji, and their gazes turned to General Ji. Seeing that General Ji did not seem to be changing his mind, the two men had no choice but to go up and pull Uncle Ji away again.

This time, however, Uncle Ji actually knocked the two of them to the ground, yelling, "You bastards, do you want to die?!"

Uncle Ji was so arrogant despite his wrongdoing. The old general was about to give him a good scolding when Ji Wenxuan spoke first.

"Vanguard Ji, you are truly capable. This is the first time I have ever seen someone act like a spy like you."

Ji Wenxuan's sudden appearance startled Uncle Ji. "You, you're not..."

"Second Uncle wants to ask, didn't I die? Thanks to you, I'm perfectly fine and haven't died. It's just a pity that my father couldn't escape the calamity back then, and you injured him so badly."

As soon as Ji Wenxuan finished speaking, Uncle Ji trembled all over.

"You, you...you're talking nonsense..."

"Whether it's nonsense or not, we'll find out by asking Emperor Wei."

If Ji Wenxuan hadn't overheard Wei Huang talking to Yun Yichen and Xu Yunzhi about it that day, he probably would still believe that his father was seriously injured in the battle between the two armies.

For so many years afterward, the reason why my father kept quiet and endured the scorn of the old general and the world was probably for the sake of my mother and me.

"Xuan'er, what did you just say?"

The old general slowly stood up, his body trembling slightly as he looked at Ji Wenxuan.

Seeing this, Ji Wenxuan quickly stepped forward to support him, then looked at his second uncle with a cold gaze, "That day, when I went to pick up my brother-in-law, I happened to hear the Wei Emperor say that during the Wei-Zhou War, my father had already escaped unscathed, but soon news came that he was seriously injured and crippled. The Wei Empress sent people to investigate the matter, and only then did she learn that it was my second uncle who tricked my father into drinking drugged water on his way back, and then personally injured him."

Ji Wenxuan's words struck a chord with General Ji and his second uncle. His second uncle had handled the matter with utmost secrecy, and those involved had been dealt with thoroughly afterward.

But he never expected that the Wei Emperor, who didn't understand what had happened at the time, would actually send people to investigate the matter.

“Father, he’s lying. He must have made all of this up.”

Uncle Ji was unwilling to be defeated so easily. He was already just a small vanguard, and if this matter were to be confirmed, he would be truly finished.

Seeing Uncle Ji, a dignified man, arguing like a woman and refusing to accept the honor, Ji Wenxuan felt that even looking at him would taint his own eyes.

"Second Uncle, you look really bad."

Ji Wenxuan called him Second Uncle, but he had no respect for him whatsoever.

General Ji didn't think anything was wrong. He glanced at the son he had carefully nurtured and said angrily, "Men, drag this spy away and give him fifty lashes. Hang him in the army for three days as a warning."

General Ji originally intended to give him fifty lashes, then ask Ji Wenxuan to intercede on his behalf, and send him back to the capital.

But just now, General Ji changed his mind. So what if he didn't have a son to see him off in his old age? Compared to what his eldest son had suffered, he was just missing out on having a son to support him in his old age. What did that matter?

"No, Father, you can't do this to me. You drove my brother to suicide, are you going to kill your other son with your own hands?"

Uncle Ji was truly panicked. The old general already felt sorry for his eldest son, and this guy just brought up the very thing he shouldn't have, making the old general even more eager to punish him.