Chapter 089 Confrontation

Ji Lingyun didn't expect him to swear such a poisonous oath. Whether it was sincere or not, it made people feel comfortable.

"I'll remember it," Ji Lingyun said, "If you treat Yue Ge'er badly in the future, I won't need God to punish me, I will take your life."

Yuan Ming agreed obediently.

"The exam will be in two days, go back and rest quickly. As for my family affairs, leave it to me and Yue Ge'er, you just focus on preparing for the exam." Ji Lingyun said.

Yuan Ming wanted to say something, but Ji Lingyun stopped him: "As long as you pass the exam, Brother Yue will not suffer with you, so you must get a good ranking this time."

Yuan Ming knew that he was right, and his eyes became firm: "I will."

The light in the bedroom was turned off, but Ji Qingyue was not asleep yet, and her big eyes followed his movements.

After Yuan Ming got on the bed, Ji Qingyue rolled into his arms.

Yuan Ming rubbed his head and asked, "Can't sleep?"

Ji Qingyue nodded.

"Because you just found your brother and are so excited?"

Ji Qingyue chuckled twice: "No, I knew that big brother was going to find you, and I was afraid that you couldn't beat him."

Yuan Ming pretended to hesitate: "In terms of physical strength alone, I probably can't beat him, but he is definitely not as smart as me. I can use some clever tricks, such as secretly stretching out my foot to trip him."

Ji Qingyue laughed so hard that her shoulders were shaking. She hit him on the body: "Husband, be serious. What did my brother say to you? Did he scare you?"

"No, he told me to study hard and pass the imperial examination as soon as possible, so that I can better protect you and the children. As for your family affairs, just leave it to him." Yuan Ming said.

Ji Qingyue was obviously a little unconvinced: "Is it really just like that?"

"Of course! You should have a good rest. We are going to the Ji family tomorrow. It would be ugly if your eyes were swollen like walnuts?"

Ji Qingyue puffed up her cheeks and closed her eyes reluctantly.

Soon, the sound of even breathing came to her ears.

Yuan Ming smiled silently and closed his eyes as well.

The next morning, Zhao Yucheng came to find Yuan Ming, and the two discussed academic matters together.

When he saw Ji Qingyue's brother, he showed just the right amount of shock, and without asking anything, he went into the house with Yuan Ming.

After breakfast, Ji Lingyun changed into new clothes, which he brought back from the northwest. They were made of leather, dark brown with a shiny color, which made him look energetic and particularly handsome.

"Let's go, it's time to go home."

Ji Qingyue nodded with her chin up, and followed him happily.

Yuan Ming saw it from the window and couldn't help laughing.

Turning back, he saw Zhao Yucheng looking at him with a mocking look on his face.

Yuan Ming cleared his throat: "Sorry for delaying a little time, let's continue the discussion."

Zhao Yucheng restrained his smile: "Okay."

Yuan Ming looked down at the book, and the tip of the pen hovered above the page for a long time but did not fall.

Zhao Yucheng sighed, "I remember that Brother Yuan has always been very decisive and firm since he got married. Why are you suddenly so fussy now?"

Yuan Ming laughed and put down his pen, "Brother Zhao, I believe you have seen that both my husband and I are in a stalemate with the county magistrate. From today on, we will even become enemies and never have any contact with each other again."

Zhao Yucheng's expression did not change, "So?"

Yuan Ming looked at him, "The reason why the town governor treats me differently and the reason why you took the initiative to find me with reference materials at this time last year was because of the county magistrate's face."

Zhao Yucheng did not deny it, "I admit that there was this reason at the beginning, but you have long proved yourself with your talent and personal charm. I believe Brother Yuan should understand me. I will wrong myself because of power, but I am not completely without pride."

"It's my fault. I'm narrow-minded. Please forgive me, Brother Zhao." Yuan Ming suddenly felt relieved and clasped his fists to apologize to him.

Because of his guess, Yuan Ming and Zhao Yucheng became closer, but resentment gradually grew in his heart.

After all, he had a few more decades of memory, and Yuan Ming had experienced betrayal and deception many times. It was inevitable that he thought more now.

Zhao Yucheng in his youth was much more sincere and genuine than him.

Yuan Ming sighed softly, calmed down and wrote the article seriously.

On the other side, Ji Lingyun and Ji Qingyue walked half a street and arrived at the gate of Ji's house.

Ji Lingyun stood in front of the door, looking at the solemn stone lion at the gate, the vermilion door closed, and his eyes moved slightly.

Once upon a time, he was still a child not even as tall as his knees, running in and out, with the servant behind him following closely, constantly telling him to slow down and watch his feet.

But he pretended not to hear anything, and ran all the way to A Niang's yard, threw himself into her fragrant arms, and handed her the candied haws in his hand.

Later, a staggering Ji Qingyue began to fall on his buttocks. He no longer needed the servant to remind him, and his steps slowed down. He also had to take good care of Ji Qingyue and told him to be careful not to fall.

Thinking of this, Ji Lingyun's mouth corners slightly raised. In the past ten years in the northwest, he had passed through the gates of hell countless times, and it was these memories that supported him to persevere.

At this time, the door opened from the middle, and a servant walked out yawning, without even seeing the two of them.

When he walked out completely, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Young Master..." He rubbed his eyes and murmured in disbelief: "It's really the Young Master."

Ji Lingyun also recognized him, Huang Wu, the son of housekeeper Huang, a family boy. They were about the same age, and when they were young, they often followed behind him.

Thinking of the scene of the two running, jumping and playing together, Ji Lingyun's mouth curled up.

"Long time no see."

Huang Wu burst into tears immediately: "Young Master, you are finally back. There has been no news for so many years. I thought something really happened to you."

Ji Lingyun laughed and looked through the door: "Is my father at home?"

"Yes!" Huang Wu said: "The old man was not feeling well today and did not go to the county government. If he knew you were back, he would be so happy that he might recover from his illness."

Ji Lingyun sneered, that's not necessarily the case.

The two followed Huang Wu to the front hall. The decoration here was completely different from what he remembered. Except for the ancient paintings on the wall, he didn't even feel familiar.

At this moment, a heavy and slightly hoarse voice sounded.

"Lingyun, it's really you!"

Ji Lingyun turned around and met Ji Fulai's eyes.

After more than ten years of not seeing each other, Ji Fulai has aged a lot, his temples are stained with white frost, and the wrinkles on his forehead are a little deeper.

He had imagined many scenes of father and son meeting, but when it really came to this moment, he found that he was unexpectedly calm.

"Father."

Noticing the coldness in his tone, Ji Fulai's expression changed, and his eyes touched Ji Qingyue and quickly retracted.

Sitting down with the help of the servants, Ji Fulai asked, "When did you come back?"

"Yesterday morning."

Ji Fulai looked unhappy, "Why did you come back today?"

Ji Lingyun replied slowly, "I went to the cemetery first, and Yue Ge'er happened to be there."

Ji Fulai was speechless for a moment, looked at Ji Qingyue deeply, and sighed.

"You know everything." This is an affirmative sentence.

Ji Lingyun's hand clenched, "Father, do you still remember what you promised me when you left home?"

Ji Fulai turned his head away and said nothing.

"You said you would take good care of Yue Ge'er, let him grow up happily, and personally choose a suitable husband for him. But now! You haven't done any of them!"

Being scolded by his own son, Ji Fulai was immediately angry and embarrassed.

He slammed the table hard: "Asshole! Who do you think you are talking to!"

Ji Qingyue smiled: "Dad, the day before yesterday you said that you would investigate the matter thoroughly and give me an explanation. I wonder what's going on now?"

"Liang has been under house arrest. I will find someone to discipline Jin Bao strictly. After all, we are a family. There is no need to be too harsh. No matter what, Liang has raised you for ten years and has never treated you badly during this period."

He paused and glanced at Ji Lingyun: "As for Liang Chun's withholding of Lingyun's letters, Liang was not aware of it. I have detained Liang Chun and will hold a public trial someday. I will definitely not let him off easily."

"Dad has been trying the case for decades. Do you really think Liang knows nothing?" Ji Qingyue sneered.

Ji Fulai raised his eyes: "What else do you want? Are you really going to force her to death? She is Jin Bao's biological mother!"

Ji Lingyun said: "It's not that I won't let her go, what she committed is a capital crime."