The fourth prince's eyes gleamed like a wolf's, and he excitedly said to the King of the Northern Di, "Father! We should give it a try!"
The Fourth Prince's wife looked at Madam Su with admiration, "Sister Wang! You're so amazing! Can you teach me?"
The Northern Di King remained silent.
Such a capable daughter, yet she doesn't even covet his throne?
No, one day I'll take her to the Northern Barbarians so she can see the grasslands and blue skies he conquered.
In the following days, the Northern Di King's itinerary naturally detoured to the imperial palace, where he discussed more details of trade between the two countries with Emperor Shunqing.
Half a month later, Yun Yue personally escorted the King of Beidi and his fourth prince and his wife on their journey north.
After Yun Yue left, the Duke's mansion fell silent for a while.
In particular, Shi Wenxia, who was observing mourning at home, dared not cause any more trouble.
There was a little incident in the middle.
The day after Jiang Mingxin was exposed for committing suicide out of fear of punishment, several ragged and barely breathing people were dumped at the side gate of the Duke of Pingguo's mansion.
It just so happened that Shi Wenxia's maid, who had been sent to gather information, stumbled upon them.
Just as the maid was about to go forward to ask, she heard the old woman at the side gate leading Hongyu over.
Hongyu looked at the four people. "I recognize them. They are Yanjin's mother and three brothers. They used to live in the back room of the clinic, but they were kicked out. How did they end up here at our doorstep?!"
A man in grey suddenly appeared, grinning, and said, "Miss Hongyu, I know this now! There were some clues that didn't connect, but now everything makes sense! They must have been found by someone after being driven out of the city and handed over to Prince Rong's mansion. That's how Prince Rong's mansion learned that the clinic had—"
He made a chop gesture with his hand before clicking his tongue and saying, "Such a criminal record...that's why they were able to frame the young county princess and Doctor Gu. Now that they're useless, they're naturally being handed over! But...I wonder who...found them?"
The maid was startled behind the door and ran back to the villa where Shi Wenxia lived.
Shi Wenxia then dared not act rashly again and had no choice but to obediently observe mourning.
Having lost both her parents, she stayed by their side for six years.
...
In the blink of an eye, six years have passed.
On a tall fighting platform at the foot of the Imperial City of Kyoto, a young man was demonstrating his powerful punches and kicks, and with a "smack," he knocked a burly man off the platform.
"Clang!" A gong rang out, and a shrill voice shouted, "Yun Tiankuangsheng! This year's martial arts competition is now over!"
This boy was none other than Yun Tiankuang, a seventeen-year-old boy who jumped off the stands with a face full of excitement, and several other boys swarmed around him.
"Tian Kuang! You're amazing! You're the champion of this year's martial arts examination!"
"Not at all, the results haven't been posted yet. It's still early," Yun Tiankuang said modestly.
Xiao Wu Yun Tianzhi, already 13 years old and a teenager, happily surrounded his third brother, along with 10-year-old Yun Tianjiao. "Third brother! Third brother! You did so well today. Master Zhao Huai is over there. Let's go ask him if we can win the championship like he did back then?"
Yun Tianzhi pointed, and there stood a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who was striding toward them.
Who else could it be but Zhao Huai?
Another dark-faced youth stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "General Zhao!"
Zhao Huai laughed heartily, "Song Da, what a pity! You have such good skills. If you could step into the ring, what chance would Yun Tiankuang have!"
This boy is none other than Song Da, one of the four Song brothers, who has now grown into a tall and strong 18-year-old youth.
Yun Tianjiao asked innocently, "Master Zhao, will Third Brother be able to win the top scholar title today?"
Zhao Huai laughed heartily again, patted Yun Tiankuang on the shoulder, and said, "Today is the last match, and the winner will be the champion!"
Five years ago, Zhao Huai did the same thing, overcoming all obstacles to defeat his opponent in the final competition and win the championship.
This time, he stayed in the capital for an extra three months specifically for Yun Tiankuang's written exam.
Of course, his wife had just given birth to a daughter, and he wanted to spend more time with her and their child.
Yun Tiankuang was overwhelmed with emotion and bowed deeply to Zhao Huai, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance over the years!"
Zhao Huai deliberately put on a stern face, "Why call me Master? I still prefer to hear you call me Brother-in-law!"
One sentence made the three Yun brothers very happy, and they kept calling him "Brother-in-law, brother-in-law"!
Song Da, along with his three other brothers, followed slowly behind, looking at them with some envy.
Yun Tiankuang suddenly turned around and said, "Brother-in-law is right. All four of you Song brothers are skilled in martial arts. If you were to take the stage, there would be no chance for me!"
Song Da chuckled and said, "General Zhao leading us to the battlefield for training is enough. Do I care about being a martial arts champion or a martial arts third-place winner?"
Zhao Huai turned around and slapped him on the head. "How old are you?! Whose father are you?!"
Song Da scratched his head and smiled sheepishly. It was all the fault of those old rascals in the army who kept calling him "father" all the time.
Song San caught up, "General Zhao..."
Song Da knew what he wanted to say and immediately glared at him fiercely.
Song San quickly shrank back.
Zhao Huai laughed and said, "I know what you're going to say. Come on, let's go home and talk!"
In the Yun family's main hall, Old Madam Yun was holding a baby girl who had just turned one month old, teasing her with a broad smile.
A three- or four-year-old boy stumbled up to Madam Yun and asked, "Grandmother! Is my little sister awake?"
Sitting next to her, Yun Manwan laughed and said, "Brother Hui, how many times have I said it? She's not my sister, she's my niece!"
Yun Tianhui pouted, looking like he was about to cry, "I don't want the Wai Zhen woman, I want my sister!"
A slightly older boy followed them in, shouting, "Sister Fu is my sister! She's not your sister!"
Yun Tianhui had no choice but to rush towards his mother, who was sitting to the side, crying out, "Mother! Mother! I want a sister! I want Fu'er to be my sister! I don't want her to be an outsider!"
Mrs. Su, holding her son, was both amused and exasperated. "She's your eldest sister's daughter, what else could she be but a niece?!"
Just then, a beautiful young girl of eleven or twelve, dressed in a pale yellow dress, strode in and scooped Yun Tianhui out of Su's arms. "You idiot! Making her your younger sister is lowering your own seniority! How many times have I told you?!"
Yun Tianhui waved his short limbs in the air, crying out, "Waaah! Mother, save me! I don't want my sister! I don't want my sister!"
This girl is none other than twelve-year-old Su Youran.
Su rubbed her forehead.
These two siblings never stop causing trouble!
Madam Yun burst into laughter, "You bunch of rascals!"
Three years ago, Su gave birth to Yun Yue's third son, Yun Tianhui, who is now three years old.
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