My Stepmother is Soft and Charming

Then, he got up and left the main room.

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 was very satisfied with the general's active concern for the young lady's actions.

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 press her head so that the general and the young lady could 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 would wrong her.

Therefore, it is better to let things fall into place.

Therefore, Aunt Dou is extremely willing to do anything that can help enhance their relationship as a couple, and she must do it beautifully.

Not long after the two of them finished talking, they saw Butler He walking towards them.

First, he bowed respectfully to Shang Ji, and then 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 the Jinshi exam is just around the corner.

The bright future makes everyone in Mrs. Wei's family extremely proud.

Why would he suddenly come to look for him in Dongyuan, who had always been on good terms with Mrs. Wei?

After a moment of silence, Shang Ji whispered.

"Let him wait in the flower hall. I'll be there immediately."

"Yes, General."

The flower hall in Dongyuan has not entertained guests for a long time.

The last time it was activated was more than a year ago.

Since the three-bedroom and five-bedroom people couldn't get any favors from the people in Dongyuan, they didn't come here very often.

Occasionally if I have something to say, I 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.

Shang Qilang had just taken a sip of fragrant tea inside. Before he could sigh at the overflowing fragrance of tea, he saw Shang Ji walking in.

With a majestic appearance, everyone bows to him.

Sure enough, he is a 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.

Perhaps it was because he spent many years sitting in front of the desk, so his whole person exudes a gentle and elegant temperament.

It's just that 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 yet majestic character and attitude is rare among young people.

Shang Ji's impression of him was still the 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.

Probably this is Shang Qilang.

Although they are from different camps, the relationship between him and Shang Bamei has been pretty good over the years.

So, 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, 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.

"Tell me something."

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.

Helpless, Shang Qilang smiled bitterly, and then spoke.

"Today is the day when Brother Six will go home and have a good reunion dinner. Unfortunately, the peace at home disturbs the celebration, so I, my younger brother, specially sent you the congratulatory 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, 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 Sixth Brother's happy expression, but he 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 a lot of disappointment in his heart.

But he also knew that his sixth brother's temperament had been like this since he was a child.

So, don’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 expectation 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 has nothing to do with this brother who is more than ten years older than him.

There is both admiration and fear.

He also felt that it was inappropriate for his mother to allow her uncles and grandparents, who had three bedrooms and five bedrooms, to make noise in the back house.

But after all, she is her mother.

Many words, but his son's persuasion had little effect.

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 the past, it will fall apart.

I'm afraid that merchants may not be able to continue to be prosperous in the DPRK in the future.

That's why 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 asked.

"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 them?"