83 Relief... (2/2)
Li Youran smiled and said, ”Don’t worry Grandfather. I won’t do such a thing, I’m not that reckless. However, it’s fine if I trifle with Jun Mo Xie, right? Someone who just lost their Xuan Qi will probably be drinking away their sorrows. Furthermore, Grandfather, I guess you and Jun Zhan Tian probably won’t care too much about the affairs of the younger generation, right?”
With indifference in his eyes, Li Shang smiled and said, ”Just don’t cross the line.”
His four grandsons agreed in unison.
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Inside the Imperial Palace, the Emperor leaned back into the throne, his back propped up by a soft cushion. With a calm countenance and slightly squinted eyes, he looked at Fang Hui Sheng, who was standing in front of him respectfully.
After a long silence, the Emperor finally asked, ”So… did Jun Mo Xie really become… ?”
”Yes, Your Highness. Based on what I saw, there is definitely no faking it.” Fang Hui Sheng replied confidently. Brushing his beard out of habit, he continued, ”Jun Mo Xie has always behaved improperly, running amok and committing outrages. However, if he were to mend his ways and become an honest, sincere citizen, it could still be considered a blessing for the capital.”
”A blessing for the capital, huh? Hahaha…” the Emperor laughed mildly and closed his eyes gently.
”Then, I shall take my leave.” Fang Hui Sheng bowed deeply and left the palace.
After Fang Hui Sheng left, the corner of the Emperor’s mouth turned up ever so slightly, revealing his relief.
As of now, Jun Zhan Tian was as good as on a three-month-long holiday. To an outsider, Jun Zhan Tian seemed to have changed his temperament considerably. He seemed to be rather downhearted and discouraged after what happened. He took a series of actions which many felt were out of the norm, even bordering on outrageous. Even the Emperor took the trouble to specifically send someone to express his condolences to Jun Zhan Tian.
For example:
On a random day, Jun Zhan Tian walked out and flew into a sudden rage, shouting, ”Why are there so many trees in this area? Cut them all down! The weather’s turning cold and I can’t even see the sun! What kind of nonsense is this?”
As such, because of his order, an area of about five to six li in circumference around the Jun family’s residence became a flat piece of smooth ground, completely barren of life.
Another time, Jun Zhan Tian looked at the perimeter walls and shouted in anger, ”These walls are so short, we might as well allow thieves to walk through our front gate as they please! Make them taller!” As such, his men worked overnight to double the height of the originally twenty-foot tall walls. Furthermore, out of the blue, Jun Zhan Tian also ordered for at least five-feet of thistles and thorns to be placed at the top of the walls. Even a bird would not dare to perch on top of these walls.
Furthermore, as if he were growing disdainful of his crippled grandson, or had gotten addicted to starting large construction projects, Jun Zhan Tian actually split his courtyard into three smaller ones. Each was surrounded by the same high walls on all perimeters, and Jun Mo Xie was locked up within one of the courtyards. The two adjacent courtyards were given to Jun Wu Yi, who had the left one, and Guan Qing Han, who had the right one.
The two extra courtyards were extremely useless and took up more than half of the Jun family’s residence. Jun Zhan Tian lived alone in the other half, from which occasionally, the sound of something being shattered would resonate. The servants of the house could only quietly tremble in fear, and even passers-by would lower their voices.