108 Whats The Plan (1/2)
The seven men identified by Dugu Wu Di were all precisely the younger generation of the Dugu family. Dugu Zong Heng had chosen their names such that the combination of the seven men's given names meant ”Heroes and legends bravely rushing forward”! They were truly imposing names.
Dugu Zong Heng had originally meant this to be the first line of a couplet, with the second line being ”dragons, tigers, leopards, and wolfs flying through the heavens!”* He had been waiting for his three sons to work hard to complete the couplet, but he didn't expect that after the birth of these seven grandsons, only one precious granddaughter, Dugu Xiao Yi, was born.
The old man decided to keep his hopes up, but alas, it was just not meant to be. This made Dugu Zong Heng endlessly depressed, and he was forced to put the second line in the back of his mind. Whether the ”Storm Riding General” will complete his couplet has become a moot point; such a beautiful line will never have an opportunity to be used
For this reason, it was only natural that the greatly disappointed Dugu Zong Heng would have directed quite a few scowls, stare downs, and curses at his three sons for not being more productive, failing to live up to expectations.
Although the old man may be rude and excessive, he also did not casually scold his daughter-in-law's, and thus directed his wrath at his sons.
Only Dugu Wu Di, the eldest of the three sons, is currently residing in the capital. The other two, Dugu Wu Shang and Dugu Wu Tong, were defending the Kingdom's southern and eastern borders and had made no plans to ever return; the direct result of the old man's abuse over the years.
A general also needs a little face. Having earned distinctions for defending the borders, they obviously will not return on their own volition!
The eldest brother had also wanted to leave home to avoid the old bag; unfortunately for him, his younger brothers had been deployed, and he was not allowed to leave. Other than returning for their parent's birthdays each year, the two of them would play deaf-mute even if the old man ordered them to return.
The two times they do come home, they normally did not wait for Dugu Wu Di or the old man to sober up before they were already gone without a trace.
The other two borders of the Tianxiang Kingdom are defended by men under the old man Jun's personal command and had no connections with the Dugu Family. This state of affairs made Dugu Wu Di feel wronged in his heart. I'm the eldest brother! Why was I born under such an ill-fated star?
A tirade of abuse every three days and violently assaulted every fortnight. How long do I have to endure this? When all is said done, I am still a great general, a government official, and a forty years old father…
At this time when a cloud of misery hung over the Li family, and a conflagration raged in the Dugu Family, the source of one family's woe and another's fury, Jun Mo Xie, was happily indulging in excessive drinking with his grandfather.
The black-clothed Jun Wu Yi was sitting to one side and could only watch, but not partake; his Adam's apple repeatedly moved up and down as he swallowed his saliva. This was in accordance with Young Master Jun's prescription—since your injury had just healed, you can not drink wine for the time being.
Unfortunately, this pair of grandfather and grandson was smacking their lips as they savored the wine, an extremely satisfied appearance; with the sweet fragrance of the wine assailing his nostrils, Jun Wu Yi couldn't take it anymore…
”Mo Xie, your grandpa is very curious about your Xuan art and strange cultivation method.”
Jun Zhan Tian asked while pouring himself another cup of wine. Even Jun Wu Yi's eyes opened wide and his ears opened wide when this question was asked.
That was because Jun Mo Xie's Xuan Art really was too inconceivable. The two men could be considered to have extensive experience, but they have never seen nor have they heard of a Xuan Qi capable of such effects. It could not only heal and dispel poisons, but it also does not emit any light! Its power can only be matched by its abnormality.
This kind of miraculous Xuan Art ought to be extremely famous throughout the Xuan Xuan Continent, but there had never been any such rumors, which was extremely baffling.
Jun Mo Xie remained silent for a while before he replied. ”Grandfather. Third Uncle. Do you have to ask me about this? I would rather not lie to you.”
”Ah, this old man understands.” Jun Zhan Tian came to a sudden realization. ”Did the expert that taught you this Xuan Art ask you to keep it a secret? Haha, these people tend to have eccentric dispositions. It would do you more harm than good if news of this miraculous Xuan Art spread. The fewer people that know, the better! Haha, this old man will not ask further, yes, will not ask further.”
”Yes, we will not only stop asking about Mo Xie's miraculous Xuan Art, but we must also do our utmost to keep this a secret.” Jun Wu Yi nodded. ”Who would not drool over such a Xuan Art? Just a small rumor could lead to unthinkable consequences.”
”Correct! All that matters is that Mo Xie is a member of our Jun Family. That is already more enough!” Jun Zhan Tian laughed to his heart's content. He gave Jun Mo Xie a meaningful glance, and his affection for his grandson grew.
Jun Mo Xie only returned a blank stare; who could have thought that before he could even fabricate an explanation, these two men had already convinced themselves with their own flawless reasoning…
”Mo Xie, your Third Uncle is now recovered. What do you intend to do next? Tell your grandpa!” Jun Zhan Tian was in a very good mood. He looked at his grandson with satisfaction as he ran his hands through his beard.