The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

After arranging the support to the Nanman, the emperor finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed a little. He glanced at the retreating courtiers, but his eyes unexpectedly stopped on Yan Lingxiao who was still sipping tea slowly. The emperor frowned slightly, wondering in his heart: "Is there anything else, Old Four?"

Yan Lingxiao did not stand up immediately. He looked up at the emperor and said in a firm and clear voice, "Your Majesty, I believe you have also received the news from the Northern Frontier. When General Feng arrives in the Northern Frontier and completes the handover with the Left Colonel, have the Left Colonel return to the capital."

When the emperor heard this, he could not help but feel angry. He felt offended by Yan Lingxiao's words. This was not asking for his opinion, but clearly informing him as the emperor! The emperor was unhappy, but on the surface he still maintained his dignity as an emperor. He said in a deep voice: "Fourth Brother, are you teaching me how to do things?"

Yan Lingxiao did not back down. He continued, "Your Majesty, the left lieutenant has fought in the northern border for many years, but his wife and children passed away but you did not provide them with a proper place for them. Isn't this inappropriate? As a loyal soldier of the country, he deserves your care and attention. Now that the war has eased a little, it is only natural for him to return to the capital to burn incense for his wife and children."

The emperor was even more angry when he heard this. He felt that he, as an emperor, had lost his dignity in front of Yan Lingxiao, and even his decisions were questioned and interfered with by him. But Yan Lingxiao's words also made him realize that he had indeed neglected the issue of the left lieutenant. As the king of a country, he should care more about his soldiers and their families.

The emperor took a deep breath and tried to calm himself. He knew that although Yan Lingxiao's words were direct, they were not without reason. He slowly said, "Fourth Brother, you are right. I have indeed neglected the family of the Left Colonel. I will order the Left Colonel to return to the capital and comfort him."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yan Lingxiao stood up without even a glance at the emperor, and strode out of the hall. His steps were firm and swift, as if an indescribable sense of urgency drove him to leave.

Inside the palace, the emperor looked at Yan Lingxiao's departing back, with a complicated expression on his face. He felt an inexplicable anger rising in his chest, as if he was despised by his own son. He didn't even give me a good look, how much do you hate me!

Recalling what Yan Lingxiao always said, that straightforward and unconcealed attitude made the emperor feel that his dignity was challenged. He realized that his son not only had outstanding talents and lofty ambitions, but also had a unique personality and style of doing things. Could it be that I have been wrong all these years? No, how could I have such an idea? How could I be wrong? I am the emperor...

After the morning court session, Ji Mingze returned to the mansion and walked through the wide and solemn gate of the Minister's Mansion. The bluestone floor tiles in the mansion shone slightly in the sun, and in the flower beds on both sides, various flowers bloomed and exuded a faint fragrance. Following his footsteps, the servants in the mansion bowed their heads and saluted.

At this moment, his wife Zhang Huimin was already waiting in the main hall. She was dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a gentle smile on her face, and her eyes sparkled with concern and love for her husband. Seeing him, the wife stood up and greeted him, and asked softly: "Husband, you are back. Did the morning court go well today?" Her voice was as pleasant as spring water, revealing her concern and expectations for her husband's career.

He smiled and nodded, his face full of joy. He replied: "Madam, today is a good day!"

After saying that, he suddenly thought of the children at home, so he asked, "By the way, madam, are those bastards at home?" The "bastards" he mentioned were their children, and this name was full of pampering and love for the children.

Upon hearing this, the lady could not help but chuckle and said angrily, "You are always so unruly. The children are practicing martial arts in the backyard. I will go and call them to see you." After saying that, she turned around and told the maid to call the children over.

After a while, a chirping sound came from outside the front hall. In Ji Qiuchi's unique lively voice, she was pleading for something urgently.

"Brother, please, just teach me!" Ji Qiuchi's voice was full of coquetry and desire. She usually loved martial arts, and she admired her brother Ji Qiuquan's martial arts. However, Ji Qiuquan, Ji Mingze's eldest son, seemed to be uninterested in her request and ignored her at all.

At this time, Ji Qiuchi's second brother Ji Qiu Shui came over. He had a calmer personality, and seeing his sister so anxious, he began to persuade her: "Okay, sister, go see father and mother first, we'll talk about practicing martial arts later." Although Ji Qiuchi was a little reluctant, he also understood that there was no need to rush.

Soon after, the third son of the mansion, Ji Qiutao, joined them. He was straightforward and shouted as soon as he entered the door: "Dad, Mom! We are here!" His voice was loud and powerful, instantly breaking the silence of the mansion.

When the three sons walked up to Ji Mingze and his wife, they saluted respectfully and said in unison: "Father, Mother!" Their voices were full of respect and love for their parents.

The three brothers stood side by side. The eldest, Ji Qiuquan, was 21 years old. He was aloof and reserved, and rarely took the initiative to communicate with others, but whenever he spoke, he could express his thoughts concisely. He had deep eyes that seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and his high nose bridge and tightly pursed lips revealed his strong character. Although he looked cold on the outside, he was full of enthusiasm on the inside. His responsibility to the family and his love for his brothers were all deeply hidden in his heart.

The second child, Ji Qiushui, 19 years old, is the mediator of their family. He is calm and easy to get along with, and can get along well with both elders and peers. He has a pair of gentle eyes and always smiles, giving people a sense of intimacy. His words and deeds seem so calm, as if nothing can make him panic. His appearance and personality give people a sense of security, like a warm landscape.