"For the next few years, I probably won't be going to the Western Territory. There are many generals, lieutenants, and colonels in the Western Territory Army. One more or one less won't make much difference. However, having one more capable general is better than having one less. Ye Songyan has the ability, but he lacks experience. A general who only knows how to talk about war on paper is not a good general. Sending Ye Songyan to the Western Territory will be a great help to the Western Territory."
Ye Zelin secretly observed Ye Songyan and found that Ye Songyan was a talented person with great potential.
"Do you want to train Xiao Si and let him take over your position in the Ye family army?" She had never been to the Western Territory, but she learned a lot about Ye Zelin in the Western Territory from Side.
Although Ye Zelin does not stay in the Western Territory all year round, his prestige in the army is no less than that of his elder brother Ye Yunlu, and he even seems to be catching up.
Ye Zelin smiled and said, "Even if Ye Songyan is really capable, it won't be easy for him to replace me in the Ye Family Army. If he can really gain a place in the Ye Family Army, I will be happy for him."
"How do you plan to convince your father?" Everyone in the mansion has witnessed how tough Ye Shiheng's attitude is regarding Ye Xiaosi's going to the Western Border Military Camp. It will not be easy for Ye Zelin to convince his father.
"It's a small matter." Ye Zelin looked confident.
"I won't help you with this." Men should solve their own problems. She doesn't need to worry too much, mainly because she can't help.
"No need." Ye Zelin said.
He had made up his mind. If his father did not agree with his proposal, he would go find Ye Songyan. Given Ye Songyan's personality, he would definitely go to the Western Territory.
He said calmly, "It's good for Fourth Brother to go to the Western Territory. If he stays in the capital and is taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives, it may not be a good thing for me. When he goes to the Western Territory, he will have more things to do, and he won't have to look so sad all day long."
Hua Fushu slightly raised her left eyelid and glanced at the man. Hey, why did she hear some concern in his words?
Ye Zelin looked back at her, what was her expression?
Hua Fushu naturally closed his eyelids, thinking that he was overthinking.
This guy has always been cold and disdainful in his attitude towards Ye Xiaosi.
She couldn't expose the person who had always been "indifferent" to her brother.
At night, Ye Zelin went to find his father and told him about his plan to send his fourth brother to the western border.
Ye Shiheng raised his dark head from the desk full of military affairs without saying a word.
"Dad, give me a promise." Ye Zelin said.
Ye Shiheng, dressed in black, glanced indifferently at his second son, who disliked his younger brother the most, and asked, "Reason."
Ye Zelin said, "The Western Border Military Camp needs a spear, and my fourth brother will be that spear in the future."
Ye Shiheng asked, "How do you know that he will be a spear that is not inferior to yours in the future?"
What if he isn't?
"My son has a keen eye for talent." Ye Zelin vowed.
Ye Shiheng didn't deny that his second son had always had good judgment, but there was no guarantee that he wouldn't make mistakes. "What if you're not very good at judging?"
Ye Zelin is very confident in himself. He said, "I, Ye Zelin, am not shortsighted."
Confidence is a good thing. This son's words are really...
After a long while, Ye Shiheng said, "Dad, let me think about it. It's getting late, you should go back."
"Please take your time to think about it. I'll take my leave now." Ye Zelin bowed.
After leaving Ye Shiheng's study, Ye Zelin didn't completely believe what his father said about considering it. If his father really wanted to send Ye Songyan to the Western Territory, he would have sent him long ago. Why wait until now?
The sky was covered with dark clouds, and not a single star could be seen.
Hua Fushu saw the man enter the house and said, "I told Dad."
"I said it." Ye Zelin's tone was flat, without any emotion in it.
"What did Dad say?"
Ye Zelin sighed slightly, "Dad said to think about it."
"Dad won't agree, I guess." Hua Fushu probably guessed his father's response.
The man's expression was obscure, and after a while he said, "Dad, I actually love my fourth brother very much."
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The next day, Ye Zelin went to the Ministry of Revenue.
Hua Fushu followed Madam Ouyang into the palace to express her gratitude.
Ye Shiheng walked into the Feiyuan with two red tasseled spears in hand. Seeing this, the servants stopped and looked at Ye Shiheng. Why was the general carrying spears?
Who are you looking for to compete?
The old general suffered a leg disease and had difficulty moving.
Ye Shiheng ignored the servants looking at him with strange expressions, walked past everyone and went straight to his youngest son's room.
"Take the gun!"
The moment Ye Songyan reacted, the red tassel spear was already flying towards him. He quickly stood up, stretched out his long arm and grabbed the red tassel spear in his hand. He turned around and stood still, striking a very beautiful pose.
Ye Shiheng pointed his spear at Ye Songyan and said coldly, "If you want to go to the Western Territory, it depends on whether you have the ability. If you don't have that ability, then stay home honestly."
"Dad, you?"
Ye Songyan was inexplicably happy. Was his father going to test his martial arts?
Ye Shiheng turned and left. Ye Songyan didn't have time to think and hurriedly followed him.
The father and son came to the yard and looked at each other, with an attitude of confrontation.
"Ye Songyan, listen carefully, your father will not show mercy." Ye Shiheng said.
Ye Songyan was confident enough in his martial arts skills, so he said, "No need."
Ye Shiheng smiled knowingly. A real contest does not require humility, even between father and son.
The father and son did not hesitate to argue about who would strike first and who would strike later, they just started fighting!
Butterflies were fluttering and playing in the hibiscus garden, and servants came to the yard one after another to watch.
The red tasseled spear tip flashed coldly in the spring sun as it passed by Ye Shiheng's ear, almost piercing it.
"Boy! Your marksmanship is not good enough!" Ye Shiheng pretended to be dissatisfied.
Ye Songyan suddenly felt unhappy. Even his grandfather said that his marksmanship was excellent, but in his father's eyes it was worthless.
He snorted. He had to let Ye Shiheng see if his shooting skills were any good!
The gun pierced through the clouds with great momentum, sweeping towards Ye Shiheng.
Ye Shiheng fought back calmly and without haste.
At some point, even the old general was alarmed. He sat in a wheelchair and ordered his servants to push him under the eaves to watch the competition between Ye Shiheng and his grandson.
His well-defined brows relaxed with a look of joy. He had personally taught this little grandson martial arts and had sent him to Mount Wutai to practice martial arts for many years. Not to mention that his martial arts skills were comparable to those of the world's top masters, there were few people in the military camp who could match him.
It was no problem for him to fight against his father; he could handle it.
Just as the old general expected, Ye Songyan was able to handle Ye Shiheng with ease, but Ye Shiheng's spear skills were superb, and Ye Songyan could not gain the upper hand.
Ye Shiheng spun around to avoid Ye Songyan's spear, leaped over, and flashed behind Ye Songyan, thrusting his spear straight at his back.
Ye Songyan turned sideways and swung his spear to block his father's attack.
The sun shines on the General's Mansion as we climb higher and higher.
Ye Songyan's strength gradually dwindled, and he, who had originally been at a disadvantage, suddenly fell into a disadvantageous position. Ye Shiheng didn't intend to give him a chance to rest. With a flick of his spear, he easily knocked the spear out of Ye Songyan's hand and flung it several feet away...
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