Chapter 399: After becoming Xin Zan, Xin Qiji was rewarded with thousands of miles of ambition (twenty-six)

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(Twenty-six)

"Death is a worthy death."

"I would rather avenge him!"

"But as long as he lives, he will transform into a good man who can stand alone."

"General Yue's eldest grandson, Yue Fu, was entrusted with important responsibilities under my command at a young age. He put his knowledge to use. Wen can build water conservancy, and Wu can lead sentries for investigation."

"He is only three years older than Qiji."

"Where is my grandson from Xin Zan?"

The voice of Sungei seems to be stained with frost, making people feel chilly all over in this early summer.

Sun and Xin Wenyu only had one son, Xin Qiji, so they inevitably spoiled him.

Although Sunge knew very little about what Sunge was planning.

But I also vaguely knew that it was unusual. There were often strangers coming and going at home, and they would sometimes call me the master or sir.

In this troubled world where the people were in dire straits and wars were raging, the Sun family found a corner of peace and had no worries about food, clothing, and servants.

The courtyard is deep, shielding it from the wind and frost of the outside world, and also erasing Sun's worries and worries.

It's not that Sun is stupid and ignorant, it can only be said that she wanted to protect her only child, Xin Qiji, with a loving mother's heart, so that he would be safe and worry-free.

There was nothing wrong with her loving mother, but she could not let Xin Qiji's ears and eyes be blocked, his mouth and nose blocked, or his legs broken when he walked out.

"Ms. Sun, what you think is good is really what Qiji needs?"

"How long can I, with my old bones, hold up an umbrella for you in this troubled world?"

"If I die and my umbrella is broken, the wind and rain will fall on Qiji sooner or later."

"When the time comes, he has to be the one holding the umbrella."

"I have no doubt about your motherly love for Qiji, and I also confirm that in a life-or-death situation, you will not hesitate to sacrifice your own life in exchange for a way out for Qiji, but what happens next?"

"How many lives do you have, how many times can you protect him?"

"Qiji is more tenacious and unyielding than you think. For ten years, rain or shine, he followed me to practice riflemanship, sword practice, and boxing with me, regardless of weather conditions. He also studied poetry, music, composition, and strategies with Liu Zhan, a famous master of the generation, and he had to stay up late at night to fight and read. Regarding the art of war, I have to follow General Yue in my rare free time, for fear of talking about war on paper."

"He's been doing this year after year since he fully learned to walk on his own."

"He paid all this not to add fragrance to his red sleeves, not to wipe out his heroic ambitions in the pile of makeup, and not to guard his own small family and live his own small life."

"I have wanted to say these words for a long time, but I have never been able to find the right time. Wen Yu was being a good old man with Xini in the middle, so I delayed it."

"Parents and family can be a peaceful place where Qi Ji wants to rest for a while when he is tired from work, but cannot be his restraint rope."

"I am over sixty years old this year."

"He only has a few years left to live."

"Qiji is smart and talented, and he shouldn't be lost to everyone."

"Take care of yourself."

Sun Ge shook his sleeves and left solemnly.

She didn't feel sorry for Xin Wenyu and Sun.

If it weren't for her, Xin Wenyu and Sun would have gone underground to become a ghost couple, and they might have been reincarnated.

The educational philosophies are different and must be explained clearly.

Xin Wenyu stood there, looking at his father who was walking further and further away, and his wife who was crying and out of breath. Please forgive me.

"Qiji has been raised by his father since he was a child. His father also did it for Qiji's own good."

"You, don't blame your father for what he said just now."

"Father also knows that you love Qiji..."

Xin Wenyu was clumsy with his words and scratched his head and ears.

Sun sobbed, "I don't blame my father, I'm just worried about Qi Ji."

"My father has spent more than ten years preparing food for his family, and his plans are not small. Yanjing and his entourage will be in great danger if they are not careful. How can I not be afraid of abandoning a sick child?"

"Qiji obviously doesn't need to take this risk."

"My father has been kind to so many people. Even if my father gives up, I can still enjoy myself as much as I want in my life."

"Sun!" After hearing this, Xin Wenyu couldn't stand listening anymore.

When these words reach my father's ears, what awaits him may be another piece of family history.

His father rarely interfered in his affairs, and he had never embarrassed Mr. Sun over the years. But Mr. Sun was at fault, and he must be punished.

"Have you forgotten the oath that my father and I made in front of our ancestors many years ago?"

"Have you forgotten that in order to survive, my father had no choice but to suffer the humiliation of being a prisoner?"

"Father is not showing favor, he is looking for like-minded people."

"Even though he is in his old age, he has never forgotten the great ambition he once made and has been working hard for more than ten years."

Xin Wenyu regretted it.

Back then, my father had suggested that Sun be involved so that he could keep up with his family.

But he thought that Sun had suffered a lot by following him, so he rejected his father's proposal.

Now, it turns out that her wife has really been left behind.

Blame him.

"You come with me to plead guilty to father."

Xin Wenyu said quietly.

Mrs. Sun stopped crying and looked worried. She clutched Xin Wenyu's sleeve tightly, feeling scared and panicked.

After Xin Wenyu persuaded the Sun family, Sun Ge rode a fast horse and went to the manor at the foot of the mountain.

She doesn't hate Mr. Sun, she can even understand Mr. Sun.

But she disagreed.

Once the words are spoken and expressed clearly, the story is turned.

In the manor, the original big yellow dog was already very old, lying on the bluestone floor with its head drooped and lazily basking in the sun.

The moment it smelled Sunge's scent, the big yellow dog slowly wagged its tail and rubbed Sunge's robe.

Even though the people in the manor have carefully raised it, the big yellow dog's fur is no longer as shiny and smooth as before, and the whole body is shrouded in a mist of twilight.

Sunge raised his hand and touched the big yellow dog's head, laughing at himself.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, she is like this big yellow dog that is about to die of old age.

"gentlemen?"

Yue Feilong walks like a tiger and makes a sound like thunder.

Sun Ge raised his head and looked at Yue Fei.

The famous General Yue is no longer young anymore. His temples were stained with hoarfrost at some point, and wrinkles quietly crept up his forehead and corners of his eyes.

If he gathered his fierce and majestic aura, he would really look like the old man next door who flirts with his grandson.

Since ancient times, beauties lament their old age, and heroes are not allowed to grow old.

Yue Fei, who was upset, was past the age of knowing his destiny.

"Shouldn't you be camping in the mountains today?"

Sun Ge was quite surprised.

With the development over the years, the manor could no longer accommodate her troops.

Yue Fei smiled heartily, "I guess sir will come today."

"A tacit understanding?" Sunge said every day.

Yue Fei was not surprised, "If Qi Ji is here, I will talk about you being old and disrespectful again."

"gone?"

"Gone." Sunge said calmly.

"do not worry?"

"Worry."

Over the years, even though she has been hiding deeply, there are still disturbing news getting out.

"No, I'm not worried either."

"Qiji has learned everything he should know and what he shouldn't know. He can blend in with all three teachings and nine streams wherever he goes."