"Your Excellency, Brother Huaidao is inside, so this junior will not go in." After settling the others in, Qin Yue led Qin Qiong to the separate courtyard.
Qin Qiong, who was excited, didn't know if he had heard clearly, but he just nodded and looked at the wooden door with a complicated expression.
Qin Yue left quietly. Lu Ce and Qin Qiong's guards knew what had happened, so no one bothered him and stepped aside.
"Phew..." Taking a deep breath, Qin Qiong calmed himself down, pushed open the door, and walked into the courtyard.
Qin Mu was practicing calligraphy when he suddenly felt the light change and looked up.
There was a middle-aged man at the door. For some reason, Qin Mu felt a tremor in his heart the moment he saw him, and the name Qin Qiong immediately came to mind.
"Father!" It was a heart-stirring feeling of blood connection that made him call out involuntarily.
"Mu'er!" Qin Qiong, his eyes filled with tears, called out and couldn't help but step forward and hug Qin Mu tightly.
A strong masculine scent jolted Qin Mu back to his senses. He wanted to push it away, but then he remembered that he had taken over someone else's place and should also fulfill the obligations of his predecessor and complete the wishes of others.
However, Qin Qiong was no ordinary person. He was indeed extremely excited at first, but he quickly calmed down, released Qin Mu, and looked him up and down with a big smile.
"well!"
"Please sit down." Qin Mu looked at Qin Qiong, who was still excited, and hesitated to say it.
"Alas! These years have been so hard on you and your son." Qin Qiong's nose tingled with emotion, but he suppressed his grief and sighed.
Qin Mu didn't know how to respond to this. After all, he hadn't experienced the kind of life he had before, but he figured rural life must be tough, especially for orphans and widows, even if they had a wet nurse and a servant.
"Back then, I went back to my hometown to look for you, but the place was deserted, and the village had been burned down by the war. Later, I searched everywhere, but there was still no news of you. Not only me, but His Majesty and Cheng Zhijie also arranged for people to search, and they have never stopped for so many years. But all of them came to nothing. I was gradually losing hope. Heaven has mercy on us, father and son, and allowed us to reunite one day. It's just that your mother was unfortunate and did not live to see that day." Qin Qiong explained as he pulled Qin Mu to sit down.
"Don't be sad. It can only be said that fate is playing tricks on us," Qin Mu comforted the grieving Qin Qiong. After all, his feelings for his parents were very weak, so he was probably not very sad.
"Yes! It's truly a cruel twist of fate. Tell me, how have you and your son managed all these years?" Qin Qiong sighed.
This was a rather difficult question, so Qin Mu could only pretend to be nonchalant and say, "My mother didn't make me do farm work; she just taught me to read and to read the books at home."
"Yes, your mother doesn't know martial arts, but her ancestors were a scholarly family. Although they have declined, they are still literate," Qin Qiong recalled.
Silence was, of course, the best course of action for Qin Mu. Although he had imagined the scene of father and son meeting many times, he lacked understanding of the past. Fortunately, Qin Qiong also thought that he was just a little introverted because he had always lived in the countryside, and that they were still somewhat unfamiliar with each other since they had just recognized each other.
“When the Prince of Yan, who is also your uncle, wrote a letter to Chang’an, I set off immediately, but I found no one there. So I came here to Juyong Pass. Fortunately, I was not disappointed this time.”
“I originally wanted to go to Chang’an to find you, but my uncle said that the journey was long and not very safe. It would be better to wait for news from my father before making any further plans.”
"Hehe, as long as we father and son are reunited, that's all that matters. After the Qin family's birthday celebration, you will come back to Chang'an with me so I can make up for all the years I've neglected you," Qin Qiong said with a smile.
He had guessed the reason why Luo Yi had only written to him, especially since Luo Yi had told him his plans when he went to Youzhou. What made him happiest was that his son had been found, and that this son was quite good.
He was naturally aware of the commotion Qin Mu had caused in Youzhou, and he was already very happy about it. Now that he vaguely knew that Qin Mu had done a favor for the Qin family, he felt even more proud.
After the joy of reunion, Qin Qiong and his son Qin Yue returned home and were reporting on the situation.
The Qin family has been extremely busy lately, with everyone from top to bottom working in a flurry. The younger generation is running errands, while the older generation is handling the reception of guests from all sides. Qin Yao's generation is in charge of the overall arrangements.
“Liang Shidu’s men have come uninvited, and there are more than three hundred cavalrymen outside the city. We must be careful and avoid causing trouble,” Wang Wei warned.
"There will definitely be quite a few more uninvited people like this in the future. After all, the older families all know about the secret realm. The key is still to guard against the beastmen," Qin Xian, the second son of the Qin family, said, shaking his head.
"The beastmen will definitely come, there's no doubt about it. We just need to strengthen our defenses. With so many experts here, they certainly won't dare to show themselves openly," Wang Wei said with certainty.
"I just received some very interesting news," Qin Yao said with a smile, holding a letter in his hand.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he stopped being mysterious and continued, "This is news from Youzhou. It is said that a genius has emerged in Youzhou, who has composed two poems that have inspired the heavens."
"So impressive! Which family are they from? The Lu family of Fanyang? Or the Cui family of Boling?" Qin Xian asked in surprise.
"No, we all know this person. He is Yue'er's good friend, Qin Mu Qin Huaidao."
"Ah!" Everyone in the study was stunned. Qin Yue hadn't expected that his friend would be so capable.
"It seems we all underestimated this young man. Fortunately, the patriarch was wise enough to send him the sword behind his back to establish good relations," Wang Wei exclaimed.
"Giving away the sword behind my back was simply because I didn't want the Qin family to owe anyone too much of a favor; the friendship was mostly due to Duke Qin Qiong of Yi, but I didn't expect to misjudge him," Qin Yao said with a wry smile.
The others thought Qin Yao had already realized that Qin Mu was extraordinary, but they never expected the answer to be like this, and they found it quite amusing.
"This young man is so talented, and with the Duke of Yi's mansion as his backer, his future is limitless. Fortunately, we all have a good relationship, so I suggest we invest more time in building our friendship," Qin Xian said.
"No need! Let Yue'er and the others interact with each other in a normal way. Being too calculating will only make them look down on." Just then, a voice came from outside the door. Then, an old man with completely white hair strode in.
"Father! Grandpa Qin! (Grandpa!)" Everyone in the room stood up.
"Father, what brings you here?" Qin Yao stepped forward and reached out to help him up.
"Get out of my way! I'm not so old that I can't walk!" The old man was none other than the birthday celebrant of the day, Qin Xiaotian, the previous patriarch of the Qin family. With a flick of his hand and a glare, he frightened Qin Yao, the patriarch, into quickly pulling his hand back.
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