"After you returned to Beijing, our brothers sent a lot of supplements and medicinal materials, some of which came from my father's warehouse."
"Last time you were tricked by Yujiao and fell into the water and fell ill. My father didn't give the old man Zhen Guo a good harvest." Yun Ziheng smiled lightly, "You pay attention to the six departments of the imperial court. You should know that Zhen Guo is in charge of the military department.
Take charge of the food and pay of all the armies."
"In the past few years, the Yun family's children have been fighting abroad, and have had many conflicts with the Duke of Zhen over the matter of grain and grass. However, my father has always tolerated it as long as he can, and is unwilling to cause trouble in the court and destabilize the country."
"But just a few days ago, my father actually had an argument with the Duke of Zhen on the spot and wanted to settle old and new accounts."
Ming Wuyou paused and pursed his lips slightly.
Yun Ziheng sighed: "Perhaps part of the reason why my father did this is that Duke Zhen Guo has been too pushy in recent years, but part of the reason is because of you."
"Father feels he owes you and your mother, but he doesn't know how to express it, so he does what he can in the dark to protect you."
"During the recent period, my father has talked about you several times, saying that he hasn't seen you for a long time and that he misses you very much."
"I--"
Ming Wuyou said with a complicated expression: "I don't know any of this...and...I didn't mean not to visit him. Every time I go to Prince Zhan's Mansion, he is not there..."
"Yes." Yun Ziheng nodded: "My father is busy with military affairs and is away from home most of the time."
"I am not telling you this to blame you. I also know that we are only related by blood. After all, we have been separated for too many years. In other words, you and I are half brother and sister, and you and your father are half father and daughter.
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"It's normal for us to be indifferent and distant from each other."
"But eldest brother wants to tell you that our four brothers all like you, and the princess and father also like you very much."
"We will treat you sincerely, just like Mr. Ming."
Ming Wuyou's eyes suddenly became sour for no reason, but there was a wry smile in his heart.
A person has lived three lives and is still so easily moved.
"Are you going to cry?" Yun Ziheng chuckled, "Quickly, wipe your tears, lest your Highness sees me and thinks I have bullied you, then I will be miserable."
Ming Wuyou actually meant to cry, but when he said this, his tears disappeared.
She said warmly: "I understand what brother means."
Family love, she also wants.
Her father's love... In the modern life, she had actually looked forward to it, but all she got was seriousness and rigidity.
She could count the number of words her father said to her in a year, and each sentence only contained one key point - achievement.
Over time, she gave up that expectation.
After being transported to this other world and having a father like Fu Mingting, does she dare to expect it?
Therefore, even though she now recognizes King Zhan as her father, she has already subconsciously given up on her expectation of fatherly love.
She didn't expect that the King of War had done so much secretly.
Then can she just look forward to it?
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In the afternoon, the sun scorched the earth.
Even though it's autumn now, the sun is also very scorching.
A simple carriage stopped in front of the Shenji Camp in the eastern suburbs.
Leng Yun fell down and jumped down, holding up an oil-paper umbrella with snow-falling plum blossoms, and supported Ming Wuyou who was in the car and got out of the car.
Ming Wuyou was wearing a lavender dress, and the skirt gently rose and fell with the autumn wind. "Go and ask if my second brother is here."
"yes!"
Leng Yun handed the umbrella to Caiyue and turned around to go to the camp gate.
Caiyue whispered: "Miss, this place is so majestic and solemn. I heard that slaves are not allowed to enter the military camp at will, especially women. Shouldn't we come?"
"Probably not." Ming Wuyou said calmly, staring at the barracks and looking at it.
This was the first time she had seen an ancient military camp. The tents were arranged in an orderly manner, and the patrolling soldiers walked in an orderly manner. It seemed that they were strictly disciplined.
There were two five-foot-high watchtowers on the left and right in front of the camp gate, with soldiers standing guard on them.
This camp is different from what I imagined.
"Princess!" Leng Yun trotted back at this time, "The second young master is not here, but His Royal Highness the War King is. Let's go in?"
"Yes." Ming Wuyou nodded and walked towards the camp.
Leng Yun was a general registered by the Ministry of War and had a waist badge. In addition, Ming Wuyou was a member of the Zhan Wang family, so he entered the camp just for routine inspection.
A tall and burly man arranged a tent for them and said respectfully: "Today the soldiers are practicing, and the prince is watching from the school grounds. It may take more than half an hour to get back."
"It doesn't matter, military affairs are important, I'll just wait." Ming Wuyou said gently: "General, go and do your business. There is no need to greet us."
"Okay!" The man bowed his hands towards Ming Wuyou, turned around and walked out.
Ming Wuyou and Leng Yuncaiyue sat down in the tent, but it was really boring, half an hour was too long, and the waiting was too difficult.
Ming Wuyou asked Leng Yun: "In this camp, can we move around a little without disturbing anything?"
"Not in the way."
Leng Yun thought to himself: This is the War King's camp. You are the War King's daughter. Even if there is any hindrance, who dares to say anything wrong?
Ming Wuyou said: "Then let's go out for a walk and take a look around."
"Yes." Leng Yun raised his hand, lifted the curtain to Ming Wuyou, and then led the way.
As Ming Wuyou walked, he heard the soldiers shouting and the sound of weapons breaking the wind. He suddenly stopped and was a little surprised.
They actually walked near the school grounds.
Countless soldiers formed a square formation and were practicing.
On the high platform of the school grounds, there was a guard in gray standing in each of the eight directions. A tall, middle-aged man stood in the middle of the high platform, and he was the King of War.
The King of War wears golden armor, with his hands behind his back, and his gray hair is illuminated by the sun, vaguely revealing the vicissitudes of the hero's twilight years.
Ming Wuyou looked at him steadily.
He is the commander-in-chief of the 200,000-strong army in the north. He has made great achievements in military affairs throughout his life and shocked the world.
And this person is still his father.
Ming Wuyou's heart was filled with surging emotions.
This feeling is very subtle.
A little bit of excitement, a little bit of pride, and a little bit of emotions that she couldn't explain clearly.
A guard in gray clothes saw Ming Wuyou and quickly stepped forward to talk to War King Fu'er.
After hearing this, the War King suddenly turned around. The moment his eyes were fixed on Ming Wuyou, the light in his eyes began to disappear and gradually turned into a gentle and loving light.
He spoke to the deputy general beside him and stepped off the platform.
"Father." Ming Wuyou blessed himself with the King of War, "Did I disturb Father?"
"No." The King of War held the sword on his waist and said, "Let's talk in the account."
"Okay." Ming Wuyou followed the pace of the War King.
The King of War walked and asked, "Are you here to see your second brother?"
"No..." Ming Wuyou said, "I heard that my father hasn't been home for a while, so I came to see him and give him some change of clothes." This chapter has been completed!