Chapter 3549: The Prince of the Heavenly Family, a General's Son
Zhu Feng also looked up at her and said slowly, "Then tell me, between me and him, who is the one who makes the decision?"
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Nan Yan immediately shut her mouth.
At this moment, it was no longer a matter of who was more powerful or whose words had weight. If she dared to mention other people's names at this time, Zhu Feng would tear her to pieces.
So he smiled and said, "Is this even necessary?"
Zhu Feng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Isn't it because I asked you to tell me what I am asking you to tell me?"
Nan Yan laughed dryly and said, "This is too corny to say out loud."
Zhu Feng's face darkened as he said coldly, "I'm asking you, between me and Li Wushang, who's the one in charge? How corny is that?"
Just when Nan Yan was forced into a corner and sweating profusely, a voice rang out at the door, like a life-saving straw: "Father, your son requests an audience."
It’s Zhu Chengjun!
Nan Yan's eyes lit up, and she quickly turned around to open the door for him herself. Looking at her back as she ran away, Zhu Feng couldn't help but smile.
But his smile immediately faded as Nan Yan and Zhu Chengjun walked in. The youngest son had just showered, washing off the dust of travel, and now he was wearing a thinner gown, which only accentuated his tall stature and thin frame. In his haste to come here, he hadn't even dried his hair, leaving it damp and wet at the temples.
Zhu Feng frowned immediately: "What's going on? Why don't you wipe your hair clean?"
Nan Yan also said, "You are too impolite."
Zhu Chengjun wiped the water stains from his hair, chuckled sheepishly, and said softly, "Father, please forgive me, Mother, please forgive me. I was just anxious to see the map of Yongzhou. Didn't Father teach me that before going to any place, I should first understand the local terrain and people's livelihood?"
Zhu Feng glanced at him and asked, "Why are you looking at the map?"
Zhu Chengjun was anxious: "How can we fight without looking at the map? Father asked me to bring Wei Ying and the others here, and to transport so much food and fodder, isn't it just for this?"
Zhu Feng glanced at Nan Yan with a half-smile, and the latter sighed helplessly and shook his head.
It seems that what he said is true.
This kid came here just for this, and this father and son are really of the same mind.
Nan Yan was speechless and could only reluctantly say, "No matter how urgent it is, you should dry your hair first. You ran all the way here, what if you get a headache from the wind?"
As she spoke, she asked someone outside to bring a dry towel. She asked Zhu Chengjun to sit on a stool nearby while she personally went over to untie his bun and wipe his hair. Zhu Chengjun sat on the stool, his legs dangling unsteadily, and said happily, "This is the first time my mother has helped me wipe my hair. It's so comfortable, more comfortable than any of them."
Nan Yan looked down at him and felt a little sad in her heart.
She really didn't fulfill her motherly responsibilities to this son. There were many dangers when she gave birth to him. In the following years when he was growing up, she often went out with Zhu Feng. But the child was warm-hearted and never felt alienated from them. Every time they met again after separation, he became closer to them and cherished this short time together more.
So, Nan Yan gently wiped his black hair and said, "If there's a chance in the future, I'll help you wipe it a few more times."
Zhu Chengjun smiled and said, "Okay."
After saying that, he turned around and said to Zhu Feng seriously, "Father, I want to see the terrain here."
Zhu Feng had already sat back down behind the desk. When he heard him, he said calmly, "Sand tables are only available in the military camp. If you want to see them, you have to go there."
Zhu Chengjun immediately pouted in disappointment.
But he thought for a moment and immediately added, "But, I heard that wherever your Majesty goes, he always has a map prepared for that place. Your Majesty must have it here!"
Nan Yan looked up at Zhu Feng, only to see him looking up at her as well. He said in a scolding tone, "Just like you, all so unruly."
Nan Yan muttered, "Why are you blaming me again?"
Zhu Chengjun held onto the edge of the stool with both hands and looked at Zhu Feng like a silly puppy: "Father, please just let me take a look."
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"Father..."
Zhu Feng finally sighed, smiled wryly, stood up, opened the cabinet behind him, and took out a map from it. He spread it on the desk and said coldly, "This map was drawn more than ten years ago, but the main part is good. You can just take a look at it. If you really want to understand the current situation, you have to go to the military camp."
As she spoke, Nan Yan had already dried Zhu Chengjun's hair. He immediately jumped off the stool and ran over happily.
Looking at the father and son lying on the map and talking seriously, Nan Yan shook her head helplessly.
In fact, she had known for a long time that this child would become a military commander in the future. Zhu Feng came from a military family. Even though he no longer wields a sword, his dreams are still filled with the wars of the past. It is impossible that none of his sons know martial arts. Although Zhu Chengjun is young, he has talent and is destined to take this path. But now, looking at this scene, clearly seeing her son walk forward step by step, the tenderness in her heart as a mother was truly touched.
I hope he can succeed, but I'm also afraid that he'll get hurt on the road to success.
This is probably the contradictory feeling that every mother will have.
Nan Yan looked at them for a while. Both of them seemed to have forgotten her existence. She didn't say anything. She just wrapped the handkerchief around her wrist and quietly withdrew. She then instructed Xiao Shunzi beside her, "Don't let the Emperor and the Prince of Han get too tired. Send some sweet soup in later to cool them down."
Xiao Shunzi smiled and said, "I understand."
In the study, the father and son were standing by the table looking at the map. Zhu Chengjun even wanted to crawl onto the table to look at the map carefully. While reading, he pointed with his fingers at some places he had passed by to determine the direction.
Zhu Feng looked down at his youngest son, who was serious and focused. Although he was still young and did not have the ability to be trusted or relied upon, the aura he exuded reminded him of himself back then.
This chubby little guy might really be able to live up to his expectations.
Compared to the pampered prince of the royal family, the "son of a general" is what he hopes his son will become.
"This is the south of the city, this side is the military camp, this is Doubei slope, and further south is Doubei Town..." Zhu Chengjun's fingers were scratching on the map while he muttered to himself. At this time, his eyes fell on the west of Doubei Town, a large blank area. There was no standard on the map. Such places are often wilderness.
But after looking for a while, he asked, "Father, what is this place for?"
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