Chapter 692: Family emotions are complex!

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"My dear son, Mrs. Jia is also pleased. She casually asked her son, "While you are in the military camp, have you received any help from the Li family Can you eat well and stay warm"

Jia Dun immediately nodded, "During training, General Li never allowed me to slack off. But occasionally when the Li family sent things to the camp, General Li would give me a share of food."

Although my brother in the next tent always takes most of it, I can still get a taste.

When we got the padded pants, our team was among the first to receive them, so we didn't get cold.

Mrs. Jia felt completely at ease and kept saying, "In a few days, I'll have to prepare generous gifts to thank the Li family."

A flash of displeasure crossed Jia's second mistress's eyes. Previously, this sister-in-law had been indifferent to the Li family, seemingly just going through the motions of making acquaintances with them. How could she now demean herself by associating with them

Now that her son has benefited from the Li family, she needs to hurry and fawn over them...

Lord Jia saw that his sister-in-law was unhappy and quickly changed the subject.

"Brother Dun, these past few days, about that soldier who died suddenly in your camp, what exactly happened The Chen family insists it's General Li's fault and wants him imprisoned for questioning."

Jia Dun's face instantly turned sour, and he hissed, "That Chen family is truly despicable! Chen He and I were just in the same squad, we didn't even share a tent. "

When he suddenly collapsed, I was just a few steps away.

"That day's training was as usual, General Li didn't have him do extra drills, nor did he punish him in any way. He died, it's not General Li's fault at all!"

The Jia family all breathed a sigh of relief. Although they trusted the Li family, seeing the Chen family return yesterday with a coffin was truly heartbreaking. Anyone who saw it couldn't help but feel shaken...

Without talking about how the Jia family reunited, let's just say that every household in Kyoto was like this.

To everyone's surprise, that weak and spoiled boy when he first joined the army, after just a few months, had changed dramatically.

Not only has he gotten rid of his vices, but he's also become much more masculine.

They can complain about the food and lodging in the camp all they want, but no one is allowed to say a "bad" word about the Northern Campaign.

And every time they opened their mouths, they would unconsciously talk about how brave the Marquis was when he went north, how the barbarians treated the Tianwu people as cattle and sheep to be slaughtered, and they swore that they would fight back to recover the Jiangbei region and half of the river and mountains…

Their family members listened and watched, their hearts were truly mixed with complicated emotions.

The son has turned out well, he's not just a wastrel who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun anymore. Logically speaking, this is a good thing.

But their son, brainwashed so successfully, has become a qualified member of the Northern Expeditionary Army. How should they face this

Well, I'll have to be more polite to the Northern Expeditionary Army from now on.

This puts the Northern Expeditionary Army in a difficult position. Not to mention how the Marquis would feel, I'm afraid even my own son wouldn't be happy about this...

Without saying how happy or troubled each household was, just that when the sun was high in the sky, a group of people suddenly appeared at the front gate of Chang Princess's Mansion.

The princess heard the news and immediately ordered the steward to come out and greet him, escorting him to the main courtyard for a conversation.

The princess stared at the smiling Feng Gonggong, even more surprised.

Although she held the title of princess, her imperial favor was minimal. Even when she went to court to pay her respects to the emperor, he usually wouldn't see her.

Today, how could the Emperor send Feng Gonggong, whose status is second only to Yi Tongguan, here

Though she was doubtful in her heart, she still welcomed him warmly and offered Feng Gong tea.

After some pleasantries, Old Master Feng didn't linger long and said, "Your Highness, the Emperor has acquired a golden birdcage that he adores. Unfortunately, no one is familiar with it and can explain its intricacies."

"Perhaps Master Yi heard that the esteemed master of your household is knowledgeable and skilled in appreciating such objects, which is why this old servant was sent to invite the esteemed master to the palace."

The Crown Princess felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had some sources in the palace, and naturally, she had heard that Marquis Xinting had refused the Emperor's invitation in court, angering him greatly.

To his surprise, his own son had even gotten the chance to meet the Emperor because of this.

If she could make the Emperor happy, even without any rewards, she would go to the palace more often in the future. Then, people wouldn't underestimate Princess Mansion anymore!

She immediately ordered her personal maid to call her son and make sure he was dressed neatly before entering the palace.

After waiting for half an hour, Bao the Old Master arrived with a young servant boy following his nanny.

The Princess and Feng Gonggong had been talking for so long that their throats were dry, and their smiles felt strained.

She glared fiercely at her son, then scrutinized him carefully. Though he still looked a little unwell, his new clothes and freshly washed and combed hair made him presentable.

Mr. Feng quickly stood up and said, "Your Highness, I've been out for a while now. I'll accompany the master back to the palace."

"Good, thank you for your hard work, Feng Gonggong." The crown princess also stood up and nodded to the head butler at the door.

The steward smiled and led the way ahead, seizing an opportunity to discreetly slip a pouch into Feng Gonggong's hand.

"Father-in-law, our master rarely enters the palace. If there are any oversights, please advise us."

Mr. Feng held his purse tightly, suspecting there were silver bills inside. A smile immediately blossomed on his face, and he quickly replied, "Of course, of course."

Soon, they all set off in a carriage, heading straight for the palace.

The old master had been out carousing last night and returned home only to be roused shortly after, his mind still a bit foggy.

But as soon as he reached the palace gate, he was startled awake and kept turning his head to look at his personal attendant.

The maidservant also shrank her neck, looking terrified.

Luckily, Master Feng still had some face. The soldiers guarding the palace gate didn't even check them, master and servant, before letting them in.

The master felt relieved and followed Elder Feng all the way to a side hall next to the Imperial Study.

"Grand Master, please have a seat and have some tea and refreshments. This old servant will go see what the Emperor is busy with at the moment. If he's free, this old servant will report to him," said Feng Gonggong.

The elderly master of the package hurriedly bowed and thanked him.

To speak frankly, he had lived for most of his life, but it was a pity that he accomplished nothing. He had no achievements or official positions to boast about.

Even outsiders, who wished to show him respect, could only call him "Master."

Before, he didn't think much of it, but now he felt a little awkward.

So, he gathered his spirits and waited for the saint.

What if, just like Mother said, I managed to please the Emperor and he bestowed upon me a title

Soon, Feng Gonggong returned and whispered, “My lord, it’s a bit unfortunate. The Ministry of Revenue has arrived and is speaking with the Emperor right now.”

"As you know, those in the Ministry of Revenue can haggle for hours over a few ounces of silver. So I'm afraid you'll have to wait a little longer."

How dare I, Bao, disobey I quickly replied, "I can wait a while longer, Feng Gonggong. Please go about your business."

"Very well then, Master Feng. Once the Emperor has some free time, this old servant will immediately report it." Feng Gonggong bowed and smiled as he retreated.

The big master couldn't stand, so he could only sit and drink tea...

He didn't know that in the next room, the emperor, whom Feng Gong said should be very busy, was leisurely playing chess with the Marquis.

Yi Zongguan stood in the corner, through a small mechanism in front of him, he could clearly see everything Bag Dalao was doing.is courtyard but no one came back to report. He felt something was terribly wrong.He smashed a set of teacups and paced back and forth, hands in his pockets.He could not bear it any longer, so he sent...