The old general frowned and said in a low voice, "Chang'an, your father has indeed lost all his internal energy and martial arts skills, but he has not lost his memory.
Don't tell me again that it was your mother's spirit who taught you martial arts. I, an old man, absolutely don't believe it."
"Grandpa, you must know my father's martial arts well enough to recognize his." Chang'an raised a faint smile. "Grandpa, look at my moves. Are there any similarities between them and my father's?"
The old general said nothing, but just looked at Chang'an, as if he wanted to see something from her face.
Changan didn't care about the old general's speculation, "The world is so vast, it's not surprising if there are things that Grandpa can't imagine.
You are Changan's grandfather, the closest person to Changan in this world besides his father. Changan will not hide anything from you. As for others, Changan will just say this: believe it or not, and I am too lazy to explain anything.
The old general sighed, "Whatever, what's true or false? As long as the people of our Gu family are well, nothing else matters.
Then tell me, Grandpa, when and how did you find out? Your eldest brother and Shijia used the Bone-Eroding Powder on you."
"I've forgotten the exact date, but it's no longer important. After all, I've already made it clear to Big Brother that this matter is over, and I won't mention it again. But there's one thing that's been lingering on Chang'an's mind, and I'd appreciate your help, Grandpa."
"you say."
"Back then, the Battle of Junhai."
The old general was stunned. It was obvious that he had never thought of this. "Why do you think of asking this? You were not born during the Battle of Junhai."
"I'm just curious." There was doubt in Chang'an's eyes. "I just don't understand. Based on Chang'an's understanding of Dad, it shouldn't have led to such disastrous consequences. Dad is smart and cautious, so why are there only 10 soldiers left out of the entire army? Is there a traitor who leaked military secrets?"
As he spoke, Chang'an observed the old general's reaction and found that his eyes flickered and his hands unconsciously hid in his sleeves. If you look closely, you can see that his hands are shaking slightly.
As expected, he knew some inside information. He even knew that this matter was closely related to his eldest son, Gu Qingyun.
"Also." Changan continued, "Today, when I was chatting with the emperor in the palace, I found that he was not a cruel person, nor was he a confused person. How could he not know that victory and defeat in the army are common? Even if the emperor was angry at that time and punished my father for his offense,
But how could it be that within three years of imprisonment, my father lost all his internal energy and martial arts skills?
Furthermore, after my father's defeat, why did the Emperor choose my uncle to take the position of Grand General? My uncle is not a talented general. Could it be that there were no talented people in the court at that time?"
"Chang'an, why do you think so?" The old general's face was unusually calm, but deep in his eyes, he revealed a trace of guilt that he himself was not aware of.
"Your uncle may not be as smart as your father, but he is my son, so how bad can he be?
Over the years, we've won countless battles, big and small. Could it be that the CD is fake, and the enemy deliberately made your uncle lose?"
"Grandpa, you really favor my uncle's family." Chang'an smiled helplessly, but his eyes were filled with indifference and disdain. "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. Chang'an knows that behind every victory over the years, there is the secret help of you and my father.
But my uncle didn’t know it, he just thought it was his own strength.
Grandpa helped my uncle for the sake of my uncle and the Gu family.
My father helped my uncle for the sake of the millions of Shu soldiers and for the sake of the Gu family.
But in the end, it was all because of my uncle's incompetence. If it weren't for my father and grandfather's secret help, he would have died countless times."
"You..." The old general was surprised, "How did you know? It was Qingfeng who told him. What else did he say?"
"My father?" Chang'an shook his head. "If my father had been more selfish and more willing to think about himself, he wouldn't have ended up being called a waste today."
The old general frowned and kept his lips tightly closed without uttering a word.
Chang'an said affirmatively, "The failure of the Junhai Campaign was due to the appearance of a traitor, and that traitor was Gu Qing..."
"Your uncle has his reasons."
Suddenly they stared at each other in silence. The room was so quiet that even breathing seemed unnecessary.
The old general didn't expect that he would blurt out the words. He looked annoyed but didn't know how to start.
"Does my father know?"
"I don't know." The old general confirmed, "Your father's temperament is not suitable for knowing this matter. Don't tell him, otherwise he will be sad."
"Sad?" Chang'an thought. His father's heart had long been stabbed like a hornet's nest by this family, and the pain had already numbed him. "If that's the case, and Grandpa knows everything, why does he indulge him?"
"Chang'an, perhaps you can't understand it now. But you have to understand that we are all made of flesh and blood. We have already lost one son, so why would we sacrifice another?"
Tears welled up in the old general's eyes. "Never mind. It doesn't matter whether you understand or not. Many times, things aren't as they appear to be. Hidden behind the scenes are powerful relationships that can affect the entire situation. They can't be influenced by just one person."
After he finished speaking, the old general walked out tremblingly and left the courtyard of Chang'an. A cold wind blew past, and the old general shuddered, and his eyes instantly became clear and bright.
He looked back at the closed gate, slowly frowned, and left.
But the old general didn't know that Chang'an was standing on a big tree and looking at him at this moment.
Chang'an came down from the tree only after the old general left.
"Miss, your Qinggong skills are so amazing," Wanxin exclaimed in admiration. "This skill, acquired without a teacher, is exactly the same as your mother's."
"Aunt Wanxin," Chang'an said with a smile, "You look so happy, you're almost as happy as honey."
"Of course. I, your aunt, raised you single-handedly. Seeing you succeed, I'm naturally very happy. Even if it means I die, I'm willing to do that."
Changan was not happy to hear Wanxin say this, "Auntie, you should cherish your life and stay with Changan."
"Yes, yes. Come inside quickly, it's cold outside." The two of them entered the house, and Wan Xin felt a little doubtful, "I wonder if the old general will be suspicious."
Chang An thought about it, and seeing the expression on her grandfather's face just now, she was certain, "Since Grandpa woke up, he didn't doubt it, but was certain that I had placed something in the room.
I just didn't expect Grandpa's willpower to be so strong. Even with the rosemary, he still didn't say the most crucial question. What's more, after leaving, he still remembered everything I had just said to him."
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