The maid said, "Not yet."
"Today is the twenty-seventh, the court is sealed, no need to attend the assembly."
Lin Shuo said nothing more.
After breakfast, Ah Hu ca over.
Ah Hu had also bathed and changed into a new outfit, looking quite spirited.
Lin Shuo waved his hand to dismiss the maids. Ah Hu stood respectfully in the room and whispered, "Last night, the Marquis called in and asked about the young master’s life this past year."
Lin Shuo lowered his eyes without speaking.
Suddenly he raised his head to look at Ah Hu, "Why are you acting like this all of a sudden?"
In Renxin Hall, they ate at the sa table, practiced martial arts together, chopped wood together, just like brothers, inseparable.
Now, Ah Hu’s respect made him feel that their forr brotherly bond had seemingly disappeared.
They were still master and servant.
Ah Hu lowered his head, "Young master, this is the Marquis Mansion."
Lin Shuo sighed.
He sat in the room for a while, then suddenly got up and walked out briskly.
Two servants and Ah Hu hurried to follow.
Lin Shuo walked faster and faster, soon reaching outside the main courtyard.
The servant guarding the main courtyard hurriedly said, "Young master, please wait, I will go and announce your arrival."
Shortly, the servant returned, "The Marquis invites young master inside."
Lin Shuo strode inside.
Marquis Wu’an sat behind the desk, watching his son walk in.
After a year, his son seed to have grown taller.
His expression no longer looked as youthful as before.
Lin Shuo took a glance at his father, who he hadn’t seen in a year.
He had lost much weight, his cheeks sunken, his eyes devoid of sparkle.
It seed he hadn’t erged from that blow.
Marquis Wu’an said indifferently, "Sit."
Lin Shuo sat on a chair beside the desk as Marquis Wu’an slowly spoke, "After the new year, you should serve in the Forbidden Army. You are twenty now, it’s ti to—"
Marquis Wu’an was interrupted by Lin Shuo, "I don’t want to join the Forbidden Army."
Marquis Wu’an paused for a mont and said, "Then go to the Imperial Court."
Lin Shuo lowered his eyes, "I don’t want to stay in the Capital City."
"There are garrisons in local areas, anywhere will do, even as a Shoubi."
Marquis Wu’an was silent for a long ti, deep in thought, and after a while said, "Very well, since you don’t want to stay in the Capital City, then go to a local area."
"After the new year, I’ll inquire at the Ministry of Personnel to see where there are vacancies."
Lin Shuo said, "Liu Shoubi from Xiang City has deployed soldiers to harass civilians without authorization. The morial for punishnt should have been submitted, and soon, when the disposal is completed, his position will be vacated."
Marquis Wu’an glanced at Lin Shuo, "You are quite capable of planning for yourself now."
Lin Shuo said lightly, "Nobody plans for , I can only plan for myself."
"Moreover, I like Xiang City very much."
He liked those days in Xiang City, those life-filled with the scent of fireworks.
Marquis Wu’an waved his hand, so Lin Shuo stood up.
He strode out, walked a few steps, then stopped and turned back, "Does father hate ?"
Marquis Wu’an remained silent.
Lin Shuo smiled, "It seems that father does hate , not only hates , but probably wishes dead."
Marquis Wu’an said in a deep voice, "You are my own son, the only son, I cannot possibly wish for your death."
Lin Shuo shook his head, "This past year, I have thought a lot."
"Why things turned out this way, actually, father is the initiator."
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