Chapter 507 How to Choose Between the Big Brother and the Nephew

"I heard from your father that you are good at making hidden weapons. These things in the room are also used to make hidden weapons, right? If you need anything else, tell me. No matter how difficult it is, I will buy it for you!"

"Yan'er, is your yard small enough for researching weapons? Don't you also want a martial arts training ground? Mother will open up the next yard for you. This way it will be safe and convenient. I don't have to worry about you burning down the house, nor will I worry about you being too bored at home."

The old lady's words came out like beans, dense and fast.

If it was the old Zong Yan, he could have chatted with her for a long time, but now he just responded obediently: "I will listen to you."

He neither refused nor rejected it.

He understood the old lady's deep love for her son, and even though many of her suggestions sounded a bit exaggerated, Zong Yan did not object.

He knew: this was because his mother loved him.

Tears began to well up in the old lady's eyes again. She raised her head and blinked to force the tears back. She continued with a smile, "Then I'll go prepare it for you. It will be ready for you in a few days."

Zong Yan smiled and said, "Okay."

The two courtyards can be merged soon, just by demolishing the courtyard wall.

The small pavilion and small garden in the courtyard next door were all demolished and turned into a martial arts training ground. Although it is not that big, it is almost enough.

The old lady helped him move the things used to make hidden weapons into the merged house, separate from the sleeping house.

Zong Yan is becoming more and more adapted to such changes.

His mother's behavior seemed very familiar to him.

He recalled that when his brother wanted to study, his mother also built a two-story study building with great enthusiasm, collected all kinds of books for his brother, and invited the highly respected Mr. Baili to give lectures.

Mom is always so nice to them.

Zong Yan was feeling more and more happy, and he focused more on making the hidden weapon, but he would still occasionally look at the door when he had free time.

My brother said: She is at home.

Why... didn't she come to see him?

Zong Yan didn't dare to think too deeply about it, because if he did, he would feel that Yan Suxue hated him. After all, he had done such a thing to her and had ignored her and Wen Xiu for so many years.

If you have a child out of wedlock, you will definitely be looked down upon.

She...should hate him, right?

When Zong Yan thought of this result, he turned back into a snail, torn between complicated emotions all day long. On the one hand, he wanted to see her, but on the other hand, he was afraid that she would dislike him.

During these few days, the Ordnance Inspectorate worked overtime and finally built the combat vehicle.

The little devil excitedly summoned Zong Wenxiu to the palace and reported: "Brother, the Ordnance Supervisor said that although the raw materials for this tank are scarce, they are not difficult to buy. It is absolutely no problem to make dozens of tanks. It's just that the journey to the border is long, and transporting the tanks is too conspicuous. It's best to bring the raw materials to the border and assemble them."

Zong Wenxiu was overjoyed: "Great, Jincheng, you can actually help the border! I think the Ordnance Administration's suggestion is feasible. Let them take the blueprints and raw materials first, and then hand them over to the Protector of the Country at the border for assembly. There is still enough time."

"Okay, I'll write the imperial edict now!" Jin Cheng sat on the dragon chair and was about to start writing when he suddenly remembered something.

Luo Jingfeng didn't know that the King of Zhennan wanted to grant him a fief.

If Luo Jingfeng knew, what would his attitude be?

He once said that the three of them were the closest people in the world.

Prince Zhennan is his biological brother, and he has known him for more than 30 years, while he has only known him for a few years... In Luo Jingfeng's heart, who is more important, his elder brother or his nephew?

Jin Cheng put down his pen and the smile on his face faded.

Zong Wenxiu asked, "What's wrong, Jincheng?"

"Brother, I want to ask you a question." The little devil said, "If you have a brother, and you have depended on each other for more than 30 years, but then a nephew who you have only known for two years appears. The brother and nephew have a conflict, which side will you stand on?"

Zong Wenxiu was stunned.

He knew very well who the three people Jin Cheng was talking about were.

King of Zhennan, Duke of Protectorate, Little Emperor.

"I……"

The little devil asked in a deep voice: "Brother, tell me the truth, if it were you, what would you choose?"

Zong Wenxiu frowned and tried to be fair and impartial: "No matter how many years we have known each other, my elder brother and my nephew are both very close to me. After they have a conflict, I will stand on the right side and persuade the other side. If my nephew is only twelve years old, I will carefully consider whether what he said is right or wrong, because people have natural prejudices against children who are much younger than themselves. However, I think the Protector of the Country is very good to you and will not give up on either of you."

Jincheng was so worried that his head was about to sprout.

He muttered, "Although I often feel that he is very good to me, Luo Jingfeng is too arbitrary. I am afraid that he will come back and force me to do something I don't want to do."

Zong Wenxiu didn't quite understand: "What is the connection between these two things?"

Jin Cheng said: "Yes, giving him the blueprints and chariot materials means that in addition to military power, he now has another threat to the imperial power of Great Chu."

Zong Wenxiu's eyes widened: "Jincheng, you are overthinking it, right? It was the Duke of Huguo who helped you ascend the throne, he shouldn't have any intention of being disloyal."

"But it's still annoying to have him put pressure on me as a subject." The little devil said with a dark face, "I don't want to give him the blueprint."

Zong Wenxiu scratched his head and said, "But won't the National Protection Association be angry? They will think you don't trust them, and not only will they create a rift with you, but it will also affect the stability of the border."

He didn't even dare to imagine Luo Jingfeng getting angry.

A man as proud as the Duke of Huguo would probably be so angry that he would return to the court to settle the score if his nephew was so obviously on guard against him.

The little devil's frown seemed like it could pinch two mosquitoes to death. He said distressedly, "So I have to think of a way to prevent him from questioning my distrust of him, and at the same time prevent the blueprint from falling directly into his hands."

Zong Wenxiu also worried: "This sounds a bit difficult... unless you deliver it to him in person. You are his nephew, and if you hold the blueprint, he will feel that the things are in the hands of his family, so he will not question you."

But it's impossible.

Chu Jincheng was young, and as the emperor, he had to stay in the capital, so it was impossible for him to go to the border.

"In the hands of our own family..." The little devil was thinking about this idea, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He quickly met Zong Wenxiu's eyes, "I know who should go!"

"Ah? Who?" Zong Wenxiu was confused.

The little devil smiled and said, "Of course it's my handsome, excellent, upright and awe-inspiring cousin who is the champion of martial arts!"

Luo Ji, the eldest son of Luo Jingfeng.

Last year, while everyone in the key class passed the imperial examinations, Luo Ji also won the title of the new martial arts champion in the martial arts examination. However, Luo Jingfeng's great reputation, strong achievements and high status overshadowed his son's excellence.