Chapter 179 The Nine Sons of the Late Emperor
Despite the large number of servants in the General's Mansion, it was Madam Ji who was busy running around all by herself.
She had only just entered the front yard when Gu Shuyan already felt dislike for the rest of the family. She feared that the servants' behavior was instigated by that old hag.
"Aunt, where are Brother Wenjin and Brother Wenxuan?"
Gu Shuyan was unwilling to go against these people's wishes, so she simply stepped forward and took Madam Ji's hand, speaking in a coquettish tone.
Madam Ji doted on Gu Shuyan, so she immediately summoned a maid to lead the way.
"Big brother, second brother, let's go see Brother Wenjin."
As Gu Shuyan spoke, ignoring the expressions of everyone present, she pulled the two of them and followed the maid's steps.
When Ji Wenjin saw the three of them coming together, she was first taken aback, then happily invited them into the house.
"I knew you were coming back, but I didn't expect Shuer to come along too."
Boys like to play with other boys, and since all three of them are now in the imperial court, they naturally have things to talk about.
It was somewhat unexpected for Ji Wenjin that Gu Shuyan, a young girl, had come along.
"Brother Wenjin, are you not welcoming me?"
Gu Shuyan just stared at Ji Wenjin, looking utterly innocent.
"How could that be? Our little fairy has arrived, so of course Brother Wenjin will welcome her with open arms and legs."
Ji Wenjin coaxed Gu Shuyan in a tone that resembled that of a child, and Gu Shuyan could only smile helplessly in the end.
Unfortunately, as the youngest and only girl in the family, her brothers treated her like a three-year-old, which caused her a lot of distress.
"Cousin, I heard that you escorted the Ninth Prince back to the capital after he was injured?"
Although Ji Wenjin had been back for half a month, Gu Yingjie had not yet had time to sit down and have a proper talk with him because he had just started his official career and had many things to do.
Speaking of the Ninth Prince, Ji Wenjin sighed helplessly, "I don't know if I can be considered lucky."
Lu Hexuan, the Ninth Prince, was the ninth son of the late Emperor and the only surviving son of the late Emperor besides the current Emperor in the struggle for the throne.
Even though Lu Hexuan is now twenty-six years old, the emperor still hasn't given him a formal title, and even awkwardly refers to him as the Ninth Prince.
Ji Wenjin unexpectedly saved Lu Hexuan this time. Although the emperor was pleased and summoned him back, who knows whether the emperor truly loved him or whether he was the one who actually did it.
"Regardless of what His Majesty thinks, my cousin has ultimately benefited from misfortune. Although he is still a fifth-rank official, he is at least an official who can attend the morning court."
Although Gu Renjie became the top scholar in the imperial examination, he was only a sixth-rank compiler in the Hanlin Academy, while Gu Yingjie was even lower, only a junior sixth-rank official. It would be a long road ahead for them to rise to the fifth rank!
"No matter what, we should keep our distance from the Ninth Prince in the future."
Since the emperor's attitude is uncertain, one can only be a loyal subject in the emperor's eyes.
"I think it wouldn't hurt for Brother Wenjin to get closer to the Ninth Prince."
Gu Shuyan was eating pastries when these words caught Ji Wenjin off guard.
"Why do you say that, Shu'er?"
Gu Renjie knew that Gu Shuyan would never interrupt casually, and she must have her own reasons for saying that.
Seeing that everyone was looking at her, Gu Shuyan said seriously, "Think about it, the struggle for the throne was so intense twenty years ago, why did His Majesty spare the Ninth Prince?"
"Naturally, it's because the Ninth Prince is the youngest!"
Gu Yingjie blurted out without thinking, but Ji Wenjin and Gu Renjie frowned and pondered deeply.
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