After walking out for a while, he turned back and said to Aunt Dou.
"Madam probably hasn't had enough to eat. Please show the kitchen and make some of her favorite food to send to her."
"Yes, I have remembered it."
Aunt Dou would take the initiative to care about the general's actions.
Very satisfied.
You know, he is almost thirty now and he doesn't even have a wife.
This is what military commanders are most taboo about.
Therefore, Aunt Dou was eager to have the general and young lady consummate their marriage as soon as possible.
And the little master can be born soon.
But she also understood that neither the general nor the young lady was the kind of person who would wrong her personally.
Therefore, it is better to let things take their own course.
Therefore, anything that can help enhance their relationship as a couple.
Aunt Dou is very happy to do it, and she also wants to do it beautifully.
Not long after he finished speaking, he saw Butler He walking towards him.
First, he bowed respectfully to Shang Ji.
Then he said.
"General, the seventh young master is here and wants to see you."
Shang Qilang?
He is Mrs. Wei's dearest son.
At such a young age, he is already a high-ranking official.
Shang Ji remembered that when he left Beijing, Shang Qilang had already become a disciple of Confucius Ming.
Seeing that he will be awarded the Jinshi title is just around the corner.
There is a great future, which makes everyone in Mrs. Wei's family extremely proud.
Why would he suddenly come to Dongyuan, who had always been on good terms with Mrs. Wei, to look for him?
After a moment of silence, Shang Ji whispered.
"Let him wait in the flower hall. I will go there immediately."
"Yes, General."
The flower hall in Dongyuan has not been welcoming guests for a long time.
The last time it was activated was more than a year ago.
Ever since the people in Dongyuan couldn't get anything good from the three-bedroom and five-bedroom apartments.
He didn't come much anymore.
Occasionally if I had something to say, I would just send my servants over.
Therefore, there is no need for a flower hall to entertain guests.
But even so, the flower hall was still very clean by sweeping it up and down.
Shang Qilang just took a sip of fragrant tea inside.
Before I could admire the overflowing fragrance of tea, I saw Shang Ji walking in.
With a majestic appearance, everyone bows to him.
He is indeed a great general who has been fighting for many years.
This aura is enough to intimidate anyone.
Compared with Shang Ji, Shang Qilang is a bit weak.
After all, the path he wants to take in the future is to become a civil servant.
Naturally, he was taller and stronger than Shang Ji who had to use swords and guns every day.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been sitting in front of a bookcase for many years.
Therefore, the whole person exudes a gentle and elegant temperament.
But because he is only sixteen years old, he doesn't show much distinction yet.
But if you look carefully, you will find that there is much peace between his eyebrows.
This kind of calm and generous character and attitude is rare among young people.
Shang Ji's impression of him was still the same childlike appearance he had many years ago.
Now that I suddenly saw it like this, my expression fluctuated slightly.
On the other hand, Shang Qilang's eyes and mouth were full of joy.
If anyone in the entire family is sincerely looking forward to his return.
This is probably Shang Qilang.
Although they are from different camps.
But over the years, his relationship with Shang Bamei has been pretty good.
Therefore, Shang Bamei opened her mouth and shouted.
"Brother Six."
"Um."
Shang Qilang really wanted to get closer to Shang Ji.
But after hearing Shang Ji's indifferent answer, he couldn't help but sigh.
On the one hand, there is a big age difference between the two of them, and on the other hand, their living environments are not very similar.
To put it bluntly, there are no hobbies or topics to chat about.
Therefore, Shang Ji saw his sigh and was unmoved.
"Talking about things."
In a word, familiarity makes a difference.
Shang Ji still had many military reports that he had not dealt with.
So I didn't have much time to spend here talking about the Spring and Autumn Period with Shang Qilang.
have no choice.
Shang Qilang smiled bitterly, and then spoke.
"Today is the day when Brother Six will go home and have a nice reunion dinner. Unfortunately, the peace at home disturbs the celebration, so I, my younger brother, specially sent you a gift I prepared earlier to celebrate your safe return.
Home."
After saying that, Shang Qilang handed over the box placed on the Eight Immortals' table.
From the outside, the brocade box looks very exquisitely made.
But I can't see what's inside.
Shang Ji sat calmly, not planning to reach out to pick it up.
Instead, Luo Yuan, who was beside him, stepped forward with a single stride.
took the box.
And nodded in the direction of Shang Qilang.
Throughout the whole process, Shang Ji had no intention of opening it.
Seeing this, Shang Qilang was a little sad.
"Brother Six, why don't you open it and take a look?"
Here lies an orphaned copy of the Art of War that has been lost for many years.
But it took him a lot of effort to find it.
He originally expected to see Brother Six's happy expression.
But I didn't expect that they didn't even intend to see what the gift was.
Hearing his words, Shang Ji had no reaction.
He just said something lightly.
"What is it?"
"This is the only copy of The Art of War. I searched for it for many days. I thought Brother Six would definitely like it!"
"Well, thank you very much."
His tone was calm, as if he was eating and drinking normally.
Shang Qilang felt very disappointed in his heart.
But he also knew that his sixth brother's temperament had been like this since he was a child.
So, I won’t force it.
After adjusting his mentality, he said with a smile.
"We are all a family, Brother Six, there is no need to be so polite to me."
After he said this, Shang Ji stopped answering.
Moreover, the coldness coming from his body became more and more obvious, and he seemed to be repelling guests.
Shang Qilang didn't feel very happy either.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and broke the deadlock of silence.
He said with some helplessness and hope in his eyes.
"Sixth Brother, although you and I were not born from the same mother, I often visited Mrs. Gu when she was still alive. And you and I have the same father after all, so there is no need for such a quarrel."
Shang Qilang felt sorry for this brother who was more than ten years older than him.
There is both admiration and fear.
Regarding my mother's indulgence of uncles and grandparents with three bedrooms and five bedrooms, making trouble in the back house.
He also felt it was inappropriate.
But after all, she is my mother.
Many words he said, but as a son, he had very little effect in persuading him.
He will take the road of civil service in the future, so he naturally understands how important the power of the family is.
If it is really because of past events, we are torn apart.
I'm afraid that merchants may not be able to continue to be prosperous in the DPRK in the future.
Therefore, he boldly took this trip today.
Unexpectedly, no one took up what he said.
Seeing his sixth brother Shang Ji look at him mockingly, he then opened his mouth to question.
"Seventh brother, maybe it's because you've had too many smooth lives that you think everyone should be as pure and noble as you, right?"
"When my Gu family died for the country, how did the people in this courtyard arrange their heroic spirits?"
"When my eldest brother and mother also died one after another, how did Mrs. Wei use her concubine to support her?"