As for Yu Wenye, he took a sip from the tea cup, and his breathing beca smoother.
He knew he had just been unreasonable, and understood even more that soone like him should not be controlled by unnecessary emotions. So, the almost full bucket of cold water finally suppressed that inexplicable anger in his heart. When he looked at the slender and gentle figure reflected in the copper mirror behind him, his mood cald down.
He half-closed his eyes comfortably, allowing those small hands to busy themselves behind him.
Soon, his hair was combed.
Although he had already returned ho to rest, after all, Duke Sheng had not yet returned ho. He would have to visit him when he returned, so it was naturally not appropriate to be too disheveled. Therefore, Shang Ruyi still neatly tied his hair and crowned him. Just after finishing everything, a servant ca to relay a ssage.
The Duke had already returned to the mansion.
Thus, the two straightened their attire and imdiately headed to the dining hall where a banquet had been set up to welco them.
Upon entering the door, they saw Duke Sheng, Yu Wenquan, sitting in the main seat, turned to the side, speaking sternly to Yu Wenqian next to him. Upon seeing the two of them enter, a smile imdiately appeared on his dark and authoritative face.
"Ye’er, Ruyi! You have returned!"
Shang Ruyi hurriedly followed Yu Wenye forward, kowtowing and saluting him.
Yu Wenquan imdiately waved his hand to signal them to rise, saying with a smile, "At ho, no need for that, quickly get up, sit down."
"Thank you, Father."
With that, Yu Wenye stood up and sat down on the other side with Shang Ruyi.
Once they were seated, Yu Wenquan, still smiling, looked them both up and down, and then said, "I read the battle report half a month ago. This battle, you both won beautifully."
"..."
"Especially Ruyi,"
Upon hearing this, Shang Ruyi was a bit stunned and looked at Yu Wenquan, then looked at Yu Wenye, only to hear Yu Wenquan say with a smile, "I often boast to people that my excellent son and daughter-in-law are both literate and martial. People used to only half-believe it, but now, after the Battle of Fufeng, let’s see if they believe it."
"..."
"Ruyi, this battle in Fufeng, you not only displayed the prestige of our Yuwen Family but also showcased the valiance of the forr General of Cavalry."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi looked at her father-in-law with so surprise.
Yu Wenquan seed to have no qualms about sharing the credit and glory of this battle with his daughter-in-law, nor with his deceased old friend, and said with a smile, "In the past, when we were at Dingchuan Military Town, your father was different from those generals who were adept at charging and fighting. He excelled at adapting to circumstances and defeating the strong with the weak."
"..."
"At that ti, everyone said he was—stupid man, smart battles."
"..."
"But precisely, it was through these few smart battles that he helped Emperor Wen consolidate this territory."
At this point, he seed sowhat emotional. In those bright and insightful eyes, there appeared to be a trace of regret and tears. When he looked at Shang Ruyi again, the love in his eyes deepened as he said, "With you here now, my old friend would be gratified even in the afterlife."
"..."
Shang Ruyi’s eyes reddened at this mont, unable to speak.
Actually, regarding her deceased father, she had already cald the sorrow in her heart. At this mont, when it was brought up again, it was more sentint than sadness. But what surprised her was that Yu Wenquan not only had no issues with his daughter-in-law going into battle, but was also generous in giving the current glory and credit to a woman like her, and even more so to his forr friend.
Such magnanimity is really rare for ordinary people to attain!
Although she had long known of his broad-mindedness—otherwise, he couldn’t have had such a future, yet such a spirit still surprised Shang Ruyi a bit.
But she still suppressed that little emotion in her heart and said softly, "Father, you are too kind."
"Alas,"
Yu Wenquan waved his large hand, saying, "People, being too self-deprecating, is not a good thing either."
Shang Ruyi also understood that, after all, he was born and bred in the military, and although he had been navigating officialdom for years, he still had a straightforward honesty that belonged to a martial artist in his heart, especially at ho, not wanting to bother with those outside complexities.
So she imdiately said, "Thank you, Father."
Yu Wenquan then nodded in satisfaction, looked at Yu Wenye, and in his smiling eyes, there was a more complex emotion, sotis admiration, sotis distress. After all, this ti Yu Wenye’s expedition was unlike any previous ones, not only did he fall ill, but it was a serious plague illness, and moreover, he was treacherously ambushed while gravely ill, narrowly escaping death.
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