Chapter 1327: Chapter 1322: Military Camp (Third Update)
"Competing? Clearly that brat is picking on me. She won’t let me read Yuanfeng’s letter!" Xia Guagua accused Mu Shuangshuang.
"Yuanfeng, Yuanfeng! If that kid really cared about you, he would’ve married you long ago. Why wait until now?" Gu Jiulian was quite displeased that her daughter, even now, still remembered that brat!
"Do you know that brat, back in the day, teamed up with that girl to lift up all the tiles on our roof!
Now he’s gone to the military camp. It’s best if he dies there, that way, before that girl gets married, she’ll have already jinxed her man to death, and I won’t have to see that brat again!"
Gu Jiulian knew Lu Yuanfeng had gone to the camp and was the happiest of them all.
In fact, she was burning incense day and night, praying to the heavens that Lu Yuanfeng would die soon!
If he dies, all that land and the house will be hers!
"If you don’t take other people’s stuff, would they mess with you? I don’t care how you curse Mu Shuangshuang, but if you dare curse Yuanfeng, I’ll strangle your precious son to death!"
"You... you’re crazy, that’s your brother!" Gu Jiulian screamed.
"Whether he’s my brother, you know best in your heart! And as for that bastard, can you say clearly who his father is?"
Xia Guagua said.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Gu Jiulian felt a bit guilty!
"Nothing much, just wanted to tell you, mother, that there’s no wall in this world that doesn’t leak. Take care of your bastard son, be careful in case his father comes back to claim him!"
"You..." Gu Jiulian was so angry she could barely stand.
"Mother, don’t get angry, since we’ve brought things to this point, you might as well help me deal with the rest of it.
I don’t want to marry Wang San, but I want to stay in the village with honor. Figure it out and get this thing sorted for me!"
...
Northwest Camp
Lu Yuanfeng and Xing Beichen had been at the camp for several days now.
Lu Yuanfeng was fine; from the moment he arrived at the camp, the commander, Wen Nantian, personally received him, treating him as an honored guest, while also briefing him on the changes in the camp over the past year.
Included were some of Da Ning Dynasty’s rivals and their movements over the past year.
Lu Yuanfeng, himself being a vanguard of the camp, hadn’t forgotten a bit about the camp affairs.
Under Wen Nantian’s guidance, he gradually learned more about the camp.
However, this time Lu Yuanfeng came to achieve feats and refused to let Wen Nantian open any back doors for him; instead, he started from being a nameless soldier, patrolling outside the city daily.
Xing Beichen still hadn’t received any response from the court so he wasn’t qualified to participate in any of the camp’s affairs.
In addition, Wen Nantian was not familiar with him, so his initial plan of heading into battle did not materialize!
This day, it was already dusk. Watching the rolling yellow sands outside the Northwest, Xing Beichen couldn’t help but ask Lu Yuanfeng.
"Fengzi, when do you think we’ll finally get to go on the battlefield for real? I’ve been waiting for quite a while!"
"Wait a bit longer; it’s not so soon to enter the battlefield!" Lu Yuanfeng said.
"But from what the commander said, it seems we can’t make the first move; we must wait for Da Wei to act first before we can retaliate!" Lu Yuanfeng explained.
"Is it because of the ceasefire agreement?"
"Yes! Although both countries know that document is almost like scrap paper now, everyone wants to gain a good reputation!"
Lu Yuanfeng’s words left Xing Beichen deep in thought.
"Seems like we’ll have to start from being nobodies and continue climbing up the ranks?"
Xing Beichen was undoubtedly disappointed; his goal from the start was clear — to achieve feats and fight in battles.
Now even the most basic opportunity had been taken from him. What should he do!
"Let’s wait a bit longer. I estimate that the court’s document will arrive within a few days! Once it arrives, you can rightfully become a soldier!"
"Uh-huh! I just wonder how they’re doing!" Xing Beichen said.
"Don’t worry, they’ll take good care of themselves!" Lu Yuanfeng replied.
"You don’t need to worry; Shuangshuang is like a fortress. She’s never at a loss, but as for Xiao Nan, just a little girl, what will she do if bullied?"
Xing Beichen kept Fu Xiaonan in his thoughts.
"Shuangshuang isn’t as strong as you think; she’s made of flesh too, and she needs protection!" Lu Yuanfeng’s expression wasn’t good.
He knew his wife the best; even Shuangshuang had her vulnerable moments. She wasn’t made of iron!
"Sorry, Fengzi, I misspoke!" Xing Beichen quickly apologized to Lu Yuanfeng.
Though in his heart, he still believed Mu Shuangshuang wasn’t someone to easily be taken advantage of.
"It’s getting late; I’m going to patrol near the camp. Later, go have your meal in the mess hall!"
Lu Yuanfeng got up and walked towards the sunset.
Xing Beichen watched his back and sighed thoughtfully.
...
The next day, Old Mrs. Mu woke up from being knocked out to find her hands tied and hung on a beam, her feet standing on a stool.
Beside the stool was a brazier burning with fire.
"What’s going on, wha-what happened to me?" Old Mrs. Mu yelled.
The door suddenly opened, and Old Mrs. Mu saw Mr. Mu. She immediately perked up.
"Old man, who did this? Was it that brat from the third branch? Hurry up, release her, I’ll go find her!" Old Mrs. Mu said.
"It was me!" Mr. Mu replied.
"What, what are you doing? Have you gone mad?" Old Mrs. Mu cursed immediately.
"You’re the one who’s mad. Didn’t you harm Shuang last night? If you don’t repent today, I’ll replace the stool under you with that brazier and burn you alive, you foolish old woman!"
"If you hadn’t been greedy, how would Zhu San have found you? You’ve truly disgraced our Old Mu Family!"
As Mr. Mu scolded, he knocked the tobacco pipe on Old Mrs. Mu’s backside.
Already battered from Zhu San’s beating, Old Mrs. Mu howled even more when hit by Mr. Mu.
"You old fool, you beat me for an outsider; woe is me... I followed you, never enjoyed life, never ate well, and I bore children for you. Why didn’t I just die earlier..."
"Shut up! Keep talking, and I’ll throw you into the fire!"
Old Mrs. Mu didn’t believe him, keeping her mouth open and shouting.
At this moment, Mr. Mu kicked away the stool under Old Mrs. Mu.
The pain from her hands bound by rope and her feet burnt by fire brought tears to her eyes.
Unlike when faced by Zhu San, Old Mrs. Mu believed her son would save her; Zhu San wouldn’t dare touch her!
But in front of her was her husband; even if he killed her, no one would stop him!
"Sob, sob, I was wrong... I the old woman was wrong. Isn’t it just an apology? I’ll apologize, I’ll apologize, alright? I’ll go to the third branch..."
