when he joined the chamber of commerce.Now Fang Jinshi regrets it.When I arrived, I took a quick look at the shops on both sides of the market. I found that your Wang family not only does a grain bus...The more Zong Yu tried, the more his wife avoided him. Even Zhao Yun couldn't stand it after a few days.

He leaned against a tree and watched Zong Yu chop wood. It was obvious that there were servants at home who could do the heavy work, so why did Yu Ge insist on doing it himself.

"Brother Yu, what use is it for you to chop wood here with your sister-in-law and become as close as before when you're always disappearing from her"

If two people can't say a word to each other, how can they make up

Ignoring the jeers, he continued to pick up pieces of wood and stack them. With a swing of his axe, a piece of wood as thick as his arm split cleanly in half.

He then continued to split the already halved logs in half again.

Zhao Yun was worried for him too.

"Brother Yu, let me go explain to Sister-in-law. Those few years weren't that you didn't want to send news back home, it was Lord Gu who wouldn't allow it."

"Besides, you've been walking the line between life and death several times, living your days on the battlefield. You can't bring these things home, can you"

Those with family members in the military understand that once on the battlefield, individuals often put life and death aside. While it's wonderful if they return home safely, life is unpredictable, and families should be mentally prepared for any outcome.

Even if Brother Yu broke his promise, he had never been on a battlefield and didn't know how dangerous it was.

To sum up, Zhao Yun simply couldn't understand Fang Jinshiu's actions.

He doesn't deny that Brother Yugong's wife is capable and hardworking, and she has contributed a lot to the family. All in all, he just feels sorry for Brother Yugong!

He kept muttering beside him, but Zongyu didn't hear a word. Instead, he picked up the chopped firewood from the ground and handed it to him.

Zhao Yun thought Zong Yu wanted him to help organize the firewood, and just as he was about to reach out, he was dodged.

"I'm asking if you think this firewood I chopped is good." Zong Yu frowned and asked.

Zhao Yun was startled and still instinctively glanced at the firewood before him.

He was a general who could kill enemies on the battlefield with the ease of chopping vegetables. Even splitting firewood felt like overkill, like using a sledgehammer to kill a chicken. How can there be any distinction between "good" and "not good" when it's so effortless

"Of course, it's very well split!"

Zhao Yun viewed Zong Yu entirely through personal bias, accepting the firewood with praise.

"Look at how evenly split this firewood is, smooth on the surface and all uniform in size. It must burn very well!"

But, Brother Yu, what does this have to do with your sister-in-law

He quickly put down the firewood and continued to persuade, "Right now, the most important thing is for you to figure out why your sister-in-law still won't talk to you, instead of chopping wood here."

In his eyes, there was no difference between Yu Ge's actions and self-destruction.

Zongyu snatched back the firewood and carefully placed it on the pile of wood.

"You don't understand."

"This is why she's angry."

This morning, he got some news from his mother, and combined with what he had figured out himself over this period of time, Jinxiu still minded the fact that he had lost his memory.

He used to know everything about housework, unlike now, he can only fight and nothing else.

Even something as simple as chopping wood takes several days of practice to master thoroughly.

Zongyu is learning how to work every day, he wants to recover his previous memories more than anyone else.

Sometimes he would feel wronged, even though he had lost his past memories, wasn't he still him

However, Zongyu wasn't the type to dwell on melancholy. This feeling only lingered in his mind for a fleeting moment before disappearing, replaced by an even firmer resolve.

No matter what he was like before, now he will only do better than before!

He shoved Zhao Yun aside.

"Don't stand here in the way, just go back first."

After the banquet at Prince Jing's Residence, he realized this kid came from a surprisingly wealthy family. The Zhao family wasn't some small, insignificant household in the capital city; his father was a high-ranking official of the second rank, and their family had served in the court for generations. He also had an aunt who served as a palace lady.

Although Zhao Yun was the second son, he was also the legitimate son. His elder brother was favored by his father to inherit the family business, so Zhao Yun lived a carefree life.

But at the end of the day, his background is still stronger than most people in the military.

After learning about Zhao Yun's background, Zong Yu was still a bit surprised. This kid was very hardworking in the army, and he couldn't see any airs of a young master on him at all, not even a bit spoiled.

Not only did he eat and live with the soldiers, but he also shared in all their hardships and dirty work. On the battlefield, he was also remarkably brave when fighting the enemy.

He doesn't look like a son of an official family at all.

Zhao Yun's face was full of grievance.

"Brother Yu, didn't we agree that I could stay at your place for a while longer Why are you starting to kick me out"

Zhong Yu was quite annoyed.

"You're quite good at hiding your identity, kid. With your background, you could have had a great future without enduring the hardships of military life."

Zhao Yun suddenly became serious, a wry smile playing at the corner of his lips.

Not all children of aristocratic families have a bright future.

"A military camp is a place where strength speaks volumes. If I had revealed my identity, Lord Gu would have probably sent me back long ago."

"If that were the case, I wouldn't still be able to stay by Brother Yu's side until now, and I wouldn't have eaten so many delicious meals at your house."

Speaking of the days at Jinshu Mountain Villa, it was truly a heavenly realm, even the immortals wouldn't want to leave.

Not only was the food surprisingly delicious, but even the tea was clearer and tastier than what you'd find outside. I felt incredibly refreshed every morning after waking up, light as a feather.

Maybe it was just his imagination.

He had never lived such a comfortable life before.

Zhao Yun might not know that all of this stemmed from Fang Jinshi's Lingquan water. Crops grown with Lingquan water, whether eaten or used for irrigation, would have the effect of regulating the body.

"Do whatever you want, leave or stay put. Don't bother me while I work."

Zhuge Yun's face was full of helplessness. Could doing work really appease his sister-in-law

He watched Brother Yu continue to focus on chopping wood, determined to finish it all. He could only shake his head and turn away, preparing to leave. But just before he left, he remembered something and turned back.

"By the way, Yuge, Lord Gu sent a message. The army will arrive at the capital in three days' time. Then you have to return to the army and enter the palace with them to see the Emperor."

Zong Yu nodded to indicate that he understood.

He returning to Beijing without permission had already been made into a memorial by Yuan Buyu.

But the atmosphere in the court this morning was unusually oppressive and frightening. The Emperor, from the moment he appeared, kept his mouth tightly closed in a grim line, indicating that he was in a very bad mood.

The matter of King Jing being poisoned still remains unsolved, and the perpetrator has not been found. How could the Emperor not be angry

"A bunch of good-for-nothings! What use are you to me"

"My younger brother, a prince of high rank, was poisoned in his own palace and now teeters on the brink of death."

"This poisoner is simply audacious and arrogant! He clearly doesn't care about the royal family at all!"

For the emperor, this was undoubtedly a provocation to his imperial majesty. The poisoner must be caught and severely punished!

"Mr. Yuan."

When the emperor spoke, Yuan Buyu immediately knelt down in the hall.enly, she turned her gaze to the guests seated on the first floor. This time, it wasn't a sweeping glance, but a conscious search.But she searched and searched, yet she never found that familiar figur...