Huang Youwei is not like a military general, but like a civil servant.
He has a slender figure, a long beard that reaches past his chest, and a straight waist.
The third-grade jade belt slung around his waist was spotless. He was full of energy when he reached fifty years old. His appearance could not be said to be handsome or ugly, so he was considered outstanding.
If others didn't know the details, who would have guessed that Mr. Huang was once a warrior general when they saw him.
Seeing Huang Youwei back, Xu Wenjin stood up and respectfully called "Dad".
Huang Youwei nodded slightly, his eyes resting on Han You who stood up and saluted him.
"Good nephew."
Huang Youwei was not very excited, and just nodded lightly: "We haven't seen each other for many years. My body is still not strong enough, but I have grown a lot taller."
"My nephew Han You has met Uncle Shi."
"Okay, okay, okay."
Huang Youwei said three good words in a row, but Xu Wenjin shouted anxiously: "Dad, someone is bullying the Han family, that bastard Wu Yong, the young minister of Honglu Temple, doesn't know how to live or die, my child..."
An inexplicable look flashed across Huang Youwei's face, and he stopped smiling: "My father has heard a lot about this. Jin'er, please step aside first. My father has something to talk with Nephew Han Xian."
"Dad, you don't need to take action in this matter. I will go to court tomorrow and I will impeach that rat Wu Yong!"
"Fathers have their own opinions." Huang Youwei waved his hand slightly: "Please step aside first. Dad and nephew Han Xian haven't seen each other for many years. Let's catch up on old times."
"Okay." Xu Wenjin didn't think much, saluted Han You, and went out to prepare for the banquet.
During this period, Han You kept observing the changes in Huang Youwei's expression. Although Young Master Han had a smile on his face, he had no hope in his heart.
"A good nephew, don't be too polite, just sit down."
Huang Youwei took the lead in sitting on the main seat, and the servants lowered their heads and walked in to change the tea.
Han You also sat down, with a polite smile on his face and not in a hurry to speak.
After taking a sip of tea, Huang Youwei asked calmly: "How are you doing, General Han?"
"Thank you for your concern, sir. My father is as strong as ever."
"That's good."
The two fell into silence again, and Han You also took a sip of tea, not wanting to stay any longer.
To test, only one or two sentences are enough.
In front of Xu Wenjin, Huang Youwei called himself "good nephew".
After Xu Wenjin left, Huang Youwei called his father "General Han", and he called Huang Youwei "Master Huang", but Huang Youwei said nothing.
Two assertions and one test are enough.
So Han You came to the conclusion that these people were not very good, no wonder they were not well received by the public.
The two of them drank tea by themselves and were silent for a moment. Han You was too lazy to linger any longer.
Standing up and giving a salute, Han You said with a smile: "I'm presumptuous in coming today. Don't blame me for bothering Mr. Huang a lot. It's getting late and students should go back home."
"good."
Huang Youwei's expression remained as usual and he put down the tea cup: "Since Mr. Han is eager to return to his home, I can't do much to persuade him to stay. Okay, let's talk about it another day. I still have to handle some official business in the mansion, so it's inconvenient to send him far away. Quite negligent.”
"Master Huang's words are serious, students must resign."
After saying that, Han You turned around and left.
Seeing that he was about to leave the main hall, Huang Youwei suddenly spoke again.
"Young Master Han is here today. I think it was not General Han who ordered you to come here, right?"
Han You stopped, but did not look back: "Master Huang sent greetings to my Han Mansion from time to time. Come to think of it, I thought that my father must have been favored by His Majesty when he seized the palace, right?"
Huang Youwei's expression changed slightly: "You are really Han Bairen's son, I don't think you look like it."
Han You chuckled softly: "You are really the general who fought with my father in the army, and the students don't think you are the same."
"People will always change."
"If it's changed, don't blame others for talking about it."
Huang Youwei's pupils suddenly shrank: "But you want to take advantage of my Huang Mansion. If the Huang Mansion keeps you, you will definitely tell others that you are a family friend of my Huang Mansion. Is your guess right?"
Han You shrugged: "Master Huang married into the Xu family and now has such a status. How could it be that he took advantage of my father? In the past, he often boasted to the Xu family that he and my father were brothers. Is the student right?"
Huang Youwei's face looked uncertain, and after a long while, he laughed.
Han You also laughed three times and quickly walked out of the main hall without any nostalgia.
After leaving the main hall, he called Wang Hai at the door and passed by the servants who were preparing to decorate the banquet with lanterns and colorful decorations. Han You smiled bitterly.
Without getting on the horse, Han You walked toward the archway with Wang Hai, who was holding the horse. Han You felt calm inside, neither disappointed nor angry.
Huang Youwei should be such a person.
If, like his son, he recalls the past when he sees him, bursts into tears, insists on staying with the Han family, and bastardizes his father, that is pure fart.
Officialdom is a playground. If you want to participate in this game, you must stake all your belongings and become a brave person.
Bravery alone can only get one admission ticket. Many brave people are just a group of gamblers.
If you want to win, if you want to keep winning, you must not only be brave, but also cautious, so cautious that you wish you had eight hundred thoughts all over your body, until one day you find that you can only continue to gamble and cannot retreat. If you retreat, you will be dead. The dead are destroyed.
If Huang Youwei has been able to reach this stage by relying on loyalty and affection, let alone the third rank of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War, he might not even be able to enter the Xu family.
In the eyes of outsiders, Huang Youwei and his bride are a joke. He met the most giving person at the age when he wanted her the most.
Huang Youwei didn't want fame or face, he wanted power and distinction, and his wife could give him all of these, so there was the Huang Mansion in Beijing.
Han You would not ask for help from such a person. Unless such a person has common interests and a reason that makes the other party's heart beat, both parties will be satisfied if he speaks.
Getting on his horse, Han You sat in front this time, waiting for Wang Hai to mount his horse, then raised his whip and disappeared into the moonlight.
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Huang Mansion, main hall.
Xu Wenjin rushed in quickly: "Dad, why did Brother Han Shi leave? Why did he leave? Why did he leave!"
"Jin'er." Huang Youwei said calmly: "Now you are not young, you are always yelling and screaming."
"But Brother Han Shi left the house, why is that, could it be..."
Xu Wenjin's expression changed: "Father, you have neglected Brother Han Shi."
"Slut?"
Huang Youwei laughed dumbly: "My father is the left minister of the Ministry of War. He is just a scholar. How could he be so lazy?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Wenjin finally came to his senses and looked at Huang Youwei with a frown, looking extremely unhappy.
"There are some things you don't know. My father has heard about Wu Shaoqing and the Han family for a long time."
"Then why don't you take action?"
"It's not my father's turn to take action, so Wu Yong has not yet launched an attack. Why not jump up and down? If he goes too far, he will die without a burial place."
Huang Youwei snorted with disdain: "He deserves to provoke General Han!"
