Chapter 337 Grandfather and Grandson Meet
After giving the vanguard general a disdainful look, Ji Wenxuan stopped complaining of pain and obediently followed him to the outside of General Ji's tent.
"General, this man has trespassed into the military camp. I suspect he is an enemy spy."
The moment the vanguard general bowed, he immediately labeled Ji Wenxuan as a spy.
"Who are you calling a spy? Your whole family are spies."
Ji Wenxuan glared fiercely at the vanguard general, then turned to look at the old General Ji in front of him.
It has to be said that if it weren't for that military uniform, Ji Wenxuan probably wouldn't have recognized the person in front of him.
In his memory, his grandfather was a stern and stern man, especially in front of them, the younger generation. He always had a stern face, as if the water owed him a million dollars.
Because of his father, Ji Wenxuan was even more afraid of his rarely seen grandfather.
"Tell me, who are you?"
General Ji looked at Ji Wenxuan and saw that the other party was looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze. General Ji couldn't help but frown.
"Ji Wenxuan of the Ji Family in the capital."
When Ji Wenxuan said this, he was completely different from before, especially his sharp eyes, which made General Ji feel a little scared.
General Ji was initially taken aback by Ji Wenxuan's gaze, and after realizing what was happening, he couldn't help but tremble slightly.
"Who do you say you are?"
General Ji remained standing in the same spot, but his gaze had changed.
"The Ji family of the capital, Ji Wenxuan."
When Ji Wenxuan said his name again, he deliberately emphasized it a few more times. Upon hearing this, General Ji staggered for a moment, then took a few steps forward, helped Ji Wenxuan up, and looked him up and down.
"Xuan'er, are you Xuan'er?"
General Ji was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.
General Ji had guarded the border for decades and was a hero who had fought on the battlefield. Yet, as a grandfather, he couldn't even recognize his own grandson—what a tragic situation that must have been.
Ji Wenxuan originally harbored resentment towards the old general. When he thought about how the old general treated his father, ultimately causing his father to lose the will to live, he hated the old general to the extreme.
But when he actually stood in front of General Ji and saw him with his hair in his fifties, no longer the vigorous young man he once was, Ji Wenxuan felt a strange softening in his heart.
"grandfather."
In the end, Ji Wenxuan called out. Upon hearing this, General Ji, with tears in his eyes, hurriedly led him into the military tent.
The soldiers who had surrounded them looked at each other, speechless.
"Xuan'er, it's been eight years since we last met! I didn't expect you to have grown so much."
General Ji looked Ji Wenxuan up and down, then pulled him to sit down beside him.
“It has indeed been eight years. Since my father passed away, my grandfather and I have not seen each other again.”
Ji Wenxuan was already used to this, but these words really didn't sit well with General Ji.
Ji Wenxuan was the youngest son of the eldest son and the legitimate son of the Ji family. He should have been born and raised in the military camp like other sons of the Ji family, and then defend the territory.
Because of his eldest son's situation, this child not only had no chance to join the army, but also rarely saw his grandfather.
"Why did Xuan'er come to the frontier this time? Was it your brother's idea?"
The eldest grandson was a talented general, but unfortunately, he ended up in the Ministry of War by a twist of fate. Therefore, General Ji's first thought was to have his youngest grandson come instead of his eldest grandson.
Seeing the light in General Ji's eyes, Ji Wenxuan gently shook his head. "Actually, I have a favor to ask of you this time."
"Oh? What brings you all this way?" General Ji asked, puzzled.
Let's talk about it when we get home tomorrow!
Although there were only two people in the tent at this time, Ji Wenxuan did not let his guard down. After all, the matter was of great importance, and it was hard to guarantee that there were no spies of Xu Yunzhi in the army.
Most importantly, Ji Wenxuan was not at all at ease with his second uncle.
"Alright, have your second uncle come over tomorrow, and we, grandfather and grandson, will have a good drink together."
General Ji didn't think too much about it; he simply patted Ji Wenxuan on the shoulder and asked about some things in the capital.
In the capital city, Yun Yichen looked at the sky outside the door as it gradually darkened, and slowly put down the pen in his hand.
"Zhong Lin, has Shu Shu returned to the manor?"
"Reporting to Master, Miss has been back at the manor for a while now, and should have already had dinner."
Zhong Lin seemed to be in a good mood; he couldn't hide the smile on his face as he thought about the news that came in the afternoon.
"You seem happy?"
Yun Yichen glanced at him coldly, but Zhong Lin not only didn't stop smiling, he became even happier.
"Isn't Master happy? The Duke of Anguo's mansion has no legitimate son left. I heard that when the Duke of Anguo saw Luo Hao, he cried so hard that he fainted. It's a pity I wasn't there at the time, otherwise I really wanted to see the Duke of Anguo's desperate look."
Zhong Lin spoke slowly, but Yun Yichen interrupted him without any politeness, "Don't forget that the Duke of Anguo's mansion also has a son born out of wedlock."
"He's just a son of a concubine. Does the Duke of Anguo really think he can appoint a son of a concubine as the heir apparent?"
Zhong Lin clearly didn't take this illegitimate son seriously. Yun Yichen glanced at him but said dismissively, "You don't understand the Duke of Anguo's mansion at all. That illegitimate son isn't as simple as you think."
Before Zhong Lin could understand what he was saying, Yun Yichen got up, grabbed a black fox fur coat, and strode out of the study.
"Miss, you should read less, or you'll hurt your eyes."
Ignoring Gu Shuyan's objections, Mingyu closed the book in her hand and handed her the freshly made pear soup.
"What else can you do if you don't read? The night is still long, you can always find something to do."
Gu Shuyan handed the book to Mingyu, took a small sip of the pear soup, and then placed it on the low table beside her.
"You can do anything, just read less of this book."
Mingyu looked like she was lecturing, which made Gu Shuyan burst out laughing. "You're not that old, but you're already nagging like an old woman. Be careful, no husband will dare to marry you in the future."
"If you don't want to marry, then don't. I never intended to marry anyway."
Mingyu didn't care at all. Upon hearing this, Pearl hurriedly added, "This servant also wants to serve Miss and stay with her for the rest of her life."
"You want to be with me, but I don't want to be with you. I'm getting tired of seeing you all every day. It would be better to get married early and have a couple of new faces around me!"
"If Miss likes to see new faces, she may go to the outer courtyard. If she wants us two servants to get married sooner, we will stay here and hang around in front of Miss every day."
When Mingyu saw that her young mistress was deliberately teasing them, she immediately retorted without hesitation.
"That's right, that's right. This servant and Sister Mingyu have been sticking to Miss all our lives, which annoys Miss."
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