HLnovel Chapter 363 In my opinion, the case should be retried.
Chapter 363 In my opinion, the case should be retried.
"General, you're back."
As the footsteps drew closer, the shouts of the soldiers on guard at the gate also echoed into the tent.
"Okay, go and rest. You don't need to guard this place anymore."
It turns out that Wen Qilin has returned.
He knew as soon as he approached the camp that his master and the others had arrived.
After entering the camp, the soldiers reported to him, so he didn't make a sound along the way.
He only entered his tent after the soldiers on guard at the gate had gone back to rest.
He had barely entered, and before he could even speak, he heard Wen Qiyuan shout, "Rise!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the radiant ring flew straight into Wen Qiyuan's palm. Wen Qiyuan clenched his fingers, and the light between his fingers flickered. After a moment, the light slowly dimmed and disappeared.
"Second brother, what is this?"
Wen Qilin was completely baffled. In the past, his second brother had always forged weapons, but what had just flown out looked like a ring.
When did my second brother develop a liking for refining such things? Is it really... a bit... a waste of time? He couldn't say for sure.
"Father, this is good stuff."
Wenwen took the initiative to confess, looking rather mysterious.
"Big brother, look."
Wen Qiyuan opened his palm.
It was indeed a ring, and there were two of them. One ring face was engraved with a gourd. It was definitely a gourd, but this miniature gourd looked familiar. I couldn't quite remember where I had seen it before.
The other ring face is engraved with a short sword.
Wenwen took the gourd ring and handed it to her grandmaster, "Grandmaster, what do you think of the design I put together for you? Are you satisfied?"
The grandmaster picked up the ring, touched the gourd protruding from the ring face, and couldn't put it down. His upturned mustache showed his happiness. "Oh my, it's beautiful. This is just the right style. You understand me, girl. Xiao Chuan, your design is not as good as this. I like this gourd ring the most."
Ye Jingchuan...
He really lost his temper. Once upon a time, his master treated him like a treasure, but ever since Wenwen appeared, he has become just a blade of grass by his master's side.
A small blade of grass that has to withstand wind and rain on its own, a pitiful little blade of grass that no one loves or cares about.
He turned to look at Wen Chengbin beside him. Hmm, he was a little better than Wen Chengbin. Wen Chengbin was just a weed. Even his own father didn't treat him like a treasure and would slap him at any time.
Just then, after giving another short sword ring to Wen Qilin, Wen Qiyuan turned around, kicked Wen Chengbin, slapped him on the head, and said disdainfully, "You brat, what are you looking at? Add more fire, keep going, are you bored?"
Wen Chengbin felt frustrated. What was wrong with him just looking? His father was really something, taking his anger out on him. Sure enough, his father didn't love him anymore. He would complain to his grandmother tomorrow, and maybe in her eyes, he would still be a treasure.
"Second Uncle, let me help." Wen Chengjian couldn't bear to see Wen Chengbin being criticized all the time, so he took the initiative to share Wen Qiyuan's anger.
Ye Jingchuan also took the initiative to find work to do, saying, "Brother-in-law, if there's anything I need you to do, just let me know."
The three of them continued to tinker with Wen Qiyuan's equipment.
The three people over there examined the ring for a while.
At this moment, Wen Qilin realized that this was an upgraded storage ring, with a storage space several times larger than the previous storage bag.
Good heavens, I almost scolded my second brother for wasting his time on frivolous pursuits. It seems he lacks experience and has a narrow perspective.
From now on, I must think twice before doing anything.
Wen Qilin was also very satisfied with the short sword ring.
"Second brother, is this ring for me?"
He was a little unsure whether this counted as having the advantage of being in a good position.
"Here, I'll make a few more, one for each of us. We have plenty of materials. I'll make a big batch when I have time, so everyone in the family can have one! Hahaha, I laughed triumphantly..."
Wen Qiyuan was in a great mood, chattering away without neglecting his work at all.
It seems Wen Chengbin's love for Baba's roots comes from his father.
But in the end, Wen Qiyuan even started humming a song.
Wen Chengjian and Wen Chengbin exchanged a glance and quickly lowered their heads to suppress their laughter.
This is the tune Wenwen hummed when everyone went hunting last time.
When Wenwen defeated a large monster, she was so happy that she couldn't express it in words. So, she sang a song for everyone. After humming it many times, everyone gradually learned a few lines.
Unexpectedly, Wen Qiyuan hummed it at this time, which was quite fitting.
It wasn't until late at night that Wen Qilin saw the box of rings on the table and spoke up: "Second brother, that's enough, take a break. We can continue another day when we have time."
"Okay." Wen Qiyuan put down his work, still feeling unsatisfied.
At first, it took a long time, and only two could be produced at a time. However, as his technique and skills improved, Wen Qiyuan eventually not only produced seven or eight at a time, but also made great progress.
Moreover, he felt that through refining these things, his divine sense and control over spiritual power were becoming more and more refined, and he always had a feeling that he was about to break through.
However, now is not the time. We are on our way to the capital, and it's hard to say what the old emperor's attitude will be towards the Wen family once we arrive.
The old emperor being mentioned is currently in the palace, troubled by something.
......
The capital city, the imperial palace, the imperial study.
The old emperor sat at the head of the table, with several important officials and princes seated below him.
The old emperor said, "My dear ministers, in a few days, the soldiers from the northern desert will arrive in the capital. Have you discussed the rewards for the soldiers? Also, have you decided on the rewards for Wen Qilin and Wen Qiyuan?"
The Minister of War said, "Your Majesty, in my opinion, the soldiers have made great contributions to this expansion of the territory and should be rewarded handsomely to show Your Majesty's consideration for them."
The Minister of Personnel said, “Your Majesty, I believe that these soldiers should be promoted without regard to precedent, especially since the construction of the new city requires a lot of manpower. Some rigid rules should be broken if possible.”
The old emperor was speechless...
It's all empty talk and platitudes. Is this what I want to hear?
They're both old foxes. They know he wants to hear about the rewards for the two people behind him, so why are they rambling on about all this nonsense?
The old emperor looked at his prime minister and directly asked, "Minister Feng, what do you think should be done?"
When Prime Minister Feng, who was calm and collected, heard that he had been called upon by the emperor, he spoke frankly.
"Your Majesty, are you referring to Wen Qilin and Wen Qiyuan, who were exiled a few years ago for colluding with foreign enemies?"
"Forgive my bluntness, but I believe that these two cannot be entrusted with important responsibilities for the time being. Although it is said that generals in the field may not be subject to orders, now that the war is over and they are on their way to the capital, their previous appointments should be revoked. I think that the most important thing now is to retry Wen Qilin's case. Otherwise, any appointment of these two men will be difficult to convince the public."
After Prime Minister Feng finished speaking, he cupped his hands in a gesture of respect to the emperor, then looked straight ahead and resumed his statue-like seated posture.
For a moment, the imperial study fell silent.
The old emperor fell into deep thought, while the others sat quietly, some looking straight ahead and others bowing their heads, no one speaking.
Suddenly, a snoring sound broke the silence of the imperial study.