An Army of a Hundred Thousand
Old Master Wen toasted Jing Rong a few times and exchanged some pleasantries before asking about Ji Yunshu.
"I heard that Teacher Ji is from Jinjiang?"
"Yes."
"Then why did you go to the capital?"
"A coincidence."
"May I know what Teacher Ji did in Jinjiang before? Who else is there in your family? "
Household check!
Ji Yunshu patiently answered, "This one used to work for the Jinjiang yamen. As for my family … there's no one left."
Yes, there's no one left!
They're all dead!
She had already been expelled from the Ji family, so she naturally couldn't say that she was one of them. To put it bluntly, she was an orphan who had been kicked out of the Ji family's genealogy.
She had no parents.
Old Master Wen felt a little sad when he heard this.
He said, "If Teacher Ji doesn't mind, you can visit my residence more often in the future. This Wen will also welcome you."
"Many thanks for Old Master Wen's invitation. This one will definitely come visit if there's a chance."
In fact, she had already noticed some clues. First, it was Madame Wen's excessive concern for her. Then, it was Old Master Wen's questioning. It was too strange!
After drinking a few cups of tea, she used the excuse of going to the latrine to go out.
The servant led her there.
The Wen family's mansion was huge and elegantly arranged.
There was an open space in the backyard with many dye jars of various sizes arranged neatly. The colourful dyes in the jars were dazzling under the pale moonlight.
She walked along the corridor to the side and arrived at another large open space. There were many bamboo shelves with different coloured cloths hanging on them.
After using the latrine, Ji Yunshu passed by a room on her way back.
There were two locks on the door, and judging from the quality of the lock, it was definitely of high quality. It couldn't be opened without a key.
She was too nosy, so she asked the manservant, "Why are there two locks on this room?"
The servant replied, "This is Old Master's study. It has been locked since a few years ago, and no one is allowed to enter."
"Oh? Could it be that there's something inside? "
"I'm not sure. In short, Old Master doesn't allow people to enter. He doesn't even allow people to clean it."
Ji Yunshu nodded and didn't ask further.
She has a gossipy heart.
He recalled what Little Xiyue had said before. She said that after she found a few books in her father's study, her father locked the door to the study.
Old Master Wen didn't seem like a petty person, and he didn't seem to be a fan of books either. Why would he lock the door of the study for no reason?
Could it be that … there was really something hidden inside?
A secret that no one should know?
While she was thinking, she was already outside the hall.
He silently took his seat!
After three rounds of wine, everyone talked about other things.
Old Master Wen asked, "May I know why Your Highness has come to Yufu?"
Jing Rong took a sip of wine. "Sightseeing."
"Your Highness is in a good mood."
"I'm not as interested as Old Master Wen. Every day, you dye and dry the cloth here. Even this prince can't help but be envious of such a life."
Dyed cloth?
Drying cloth?
Good days?
Come, come, come, come, try it. Under the scorching sun and cold winter, you dye and dry cloth every day. Don't you feel tired?
It's easy for you to say that!
But Old Master Wen didn't dare to say that. He put on a smile and said, "Your Highness must be joking."
Sure enough, Jing Rong smiled.
At this time, Mo Ruo, who had been drinking silently, propped himself up. He held a jug of wine in his hand and staggered towards the door. He sat down on the stone steps, enjoying the moonlight as he tilted his head back and drank.
After a while, Tang Si also followed him out with a pot of wine in her hand. She sat down next to him.
Mo Ruo glanced sideways at her and said in disdain, "Why are you following me?"
"Who's following you? Shameless. "
"Then hurry up and get in."
"This isn't your place, why can't I stay?" Tang Si refuted his words, then calmly drank his wine.
Mo Ruo couldn't be bothered to change places. He took a big gulp of wine and found that it was gone.
His heart felt stifled.
Helpless, he didn't want to go back in to get more wine. Instead, he set his sights on the pot of wine in Tang Si's hand. He reached out and snatched it, pouring it into his mouth without a word.
What can you do to me if I drink it?
"You …" Tang Si glared at him angrily.
But in the next moment, her anger strangely subsided. Instead, the corners of her mouth curled into a smile. She bit her lower lip and didn't say anything.
Mo Ruo handed the pot back to her.
She took it and said generously, "Forget it. This miss isn't that petty. Everything that happened before is over. However, you still owe me a life."
Mo Ruo narrowed his eyes at her. "Don't worry. One day, I'll definitely return my life to you. "
He continued drinking!
Tang Si's heart skipped a beat at that moment. She couldn't describe the feeling, but she had a better impression of this man.
Not long after, the meal was over.
Old Master Wen and Madame Wen saw the guests off at the door.
"Old Master Wen, please stay."
"Farewell, Your Highness."
Jing Rong smiled.
Old Master Wen said to Ji Yunshu, "Teacher Ji won't be seeing you out."
"Old Master Wen, please stay."
Little Xiyue tugged at Ji Yunshu's clothes and said a few words of farewell.
Only then did everyone leave.
After watching the guests leave, Old Master Wen and Madame Wen returned to the hall where the banquet was held.
Someone was waiting inside.
That person was none other than Zhao Huai!
Yes, Zhao Huai.
Although he had lost an arm, he didn't lose the image of a fierce man.
Old Master Wen's face darkened as he walked up to him. His previously easygoing smile was gone as he sighed. "I didn't expect the little heir left behind by the Lord to be so big now."
Zhao Huai nodded. "Yes, I didn't expect the little heir to still be alive. Before my father died, he told me to find the little heir no matter what. Now, I've finally found him."
"The heavens have eyes. They won't let Lord's family die in vain."
Madame Wen started crying. "That child is so pitiful. How sad would she be if she knew that her family died in one night? The way I looked at her just now was very similar to Lord's. The heavens really play tricks on people. "
Very sad!
And also a little resentful.
"Madame, don't be too sad. Now that we've found the little heir, it won't be long before we get justice for Lord."
"Mm." She choked on her handkerchief.
Zhao Huai's expression was solemn. "Uncle Wen, now is not the time. The fact that the little heir is still alive is of great importance. We can't reveal it, lest that dog of an emperor finds out and exterminates us."
"I know. The most important thing now is to quickly send letters to the various regions and gather the hundred thousand scattered generals. We've waited for fourteen years, and this day is finally here."
"That year, it was precisely because of Lord's prediction that our hundred thousand troops would be divided into bandits, concealing the different types of troops. That's how we managed to barely maintain our hundred thousand troops," Zhao Huai said.
Old Master Wen sighed again. "It's a pity that one of the hundred thousand troops scattered to the north has been scattered."
"Are you talking about the Liu Clan?"
"That's right."
"My father mentioned it to me. Later on, when the little heir investigated the case, he asked me about the clan."
"He asked you about it?"
"Mm. He gave me a tattoo and asked if I knew anything about it. I didn't hide it and told him everything, but I didn't say anything about the different types of troops."
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