393: Settled in Xianyang

"Yue'er!" She Jian suddenly roared, startling everyone.

"Daddy!" She Yue jumped directly from her chair and threw herself into She Jian's arms: "Daddy, you're finally home! Yue'er missed you so much!"

She Jian's face immediately relaxed upon hearing this. He picked up Yue'er and laughed, "Daddy missed Yue'er too. Oh, Yue'er has become even prettier! By the way, has Yue'er been good at home, has she been naughty?"

She Yue pouted and said, "Yue'er isn't a child anymore, how could I be disobedient?"

She Jian felt a little awkward. He had rarely returned home in recent years; one could say that She Yue looked different every time he came back. Thinking of this, he felt he owed his two children.

"By the way, Daddy, this big brother just gave me a can of that water you brought me last time, and it's so delicious!" She Yue said with a smile.

She Jian's expression changed, "He's not a big brother, Yue'er, you should call him uncle."

"He's clearly a big brother, why should I call him uncle?" She Yue asked.

"Because he's Daddy's brother, you two are of different generations!" She Jian glanced at Lin Yue, seemingly unintentionally.

Lin Yue couldn't help but find it a bit amusing. It seemed She Jian was saying this specifically for him! In reality, this ten-year-old girl would only be in third grade of elementary school. How could he possibly have any ideas? Was he even human?

Moreover, even if he wasn't human, wouldn't he have to call She Jian...? What about his reputation?

So, it's impossible, absolutely impossible!

She Jian was completely overthinking it.

"This one is called Uncle Lin, and the other is called Uncle Zhao. Do you remember, Yue'er?" She Jian said with a smile.

"Yue'er knows now." She Yue then smiled at Lin Yue and Zhao Yun, "Uncle Lin, Uncle Zhao!"

"Yes," the two replied simultaneously, but their expressions were somewhat unnatural.

At Lin Yue's age, it was the first time he had been addressed in such a way.

"Master, young master is back," Old Nian said.

"Dad!" The door opened, and a heroic young man in armor jumped directly into She Jian's arms!

"Oh, Zheng'er, you've grown so tall?" She Jian laughed, but he wasn't as affectionate as he was with She Yue. Instead, he pointed directly at Lin Yue and said, "Say hello! This is Uncle Lin, and that's Uncle Zhao."

After the introductions, She Jian didn't say much more, and then everyone had a simple meal together.

During this time, they didn't discuss anything significant, mostly just everyday family matters. Given the relationship between She Jian and Lin Yue, everything was understood without words.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Lin Yue and Zhao Yun clasped their hands and took their leave.

She Jian had finally returned home, and he didn't want to be an unwelcome guest, delaying their family reunion.

But before leaving, he left a few boxes of "Fatty's Delight." As She Jian saw them to the door, he casually remarked, "The water in Xianyang City runs deep. You must not be as impulsive in your actions as you were in the border army. Remember, always think twice before acting."

"Understood!" Lin Yue said, clasping his hands.

"Also, don't easily challenge the rules. You should know that some things aren't only thought of by you; others aren't fools. They are waiting for 'fools' to break the ice for them, so they can reap the benefits. So, young man, don't always think about changing things. If you want to change, wait until you become one of the Three Dukes. You're not qualified yet." She Jian continued.

"Understood!" Lin Yue clasped his hands again.

"Furthermore, never think of being the first bird to stick its neck out. You should understand the principle that the tallest tree in the forest is the first to be felled by the wind. This isn't like the border army, where you pave your way with the heads of enemies. In Xianyang City, your abilities are entirely at the whim of others. So, you must know how to show yourself, but not too much.

Do your job well, and beyond that, don't meddle. You should know that many people are watching your every move, their eyes red, staring at the seat under your butt. The day you lose power, every single thing you've ever done will be dug up and scrutinized. A slight misstep and you won't even be able to retire peacefully." She Jian continued.

"Understood!" Lin Yue clasped his hands again, accepting the lesson.

"Remember what I just said. You are still very young; there's no need to rush. The court is full of old fogeys. With your age, as long as you don't make mistakes and proceed step by step, one of the Nine Ministers in the future is a certainty for you, understand?" She Jian said again.

"Understood!"

"Alright, I have nothing more to say. You young people won't understand until you suffer some hardships. You should find some time to visit Ji San. He has extensive connections in Xianyang City. There are some things we can't get involved in, but he might just be able to." She Jian waved his hand, signaling that he could leave.

"Thank you, General! I will go tomorrow." Lin Yue secretly kept it in mind, then boarded the carriage with Zhao Yun.

The coachman, a man from the Li Residence, took several turns and drove them directly to a mansion.

"General Lin, this is the residence Young Master found for you. It's near Zhangtai Palace, only a two-incense-stick walk away, convenient for your duties," the coachman said with a smile.

"What is the rent here?" Lin Yue asked.

The coachman smiled and said, "Young Master said you should live here first. This mansion is Young Master's property. If you like it, we can calculate the price whenever you decide to buy it."

"Thank you very much then." Lin Yue clasped his hands. He didn't need to be overly polite with Li Mu; once Shen Wansan made some money, he could just give more to Li Mu.

"You're too kind, General. Tomorrow at noon, the Earls Mansion plaque will be delivered," the coachman said with a smile.

"Good." Lin Yue nodded. Li Mu was indeed very thoughtful.

"Then I shall take my leave." With the coachman's whip crack, the carriage disappeared into the night.

Then the two walked into the mansion. It was a three-courtyard residence, covering over three thousand square meters. In this location, close to Xianyang Palace, it was undoubtedly quite valuable.

And this place, for a period of time in the future, would be the residence for him, Zhao Yun, Guo Jia, Pan Feng, Xing Daorong, Li Siye, Yang Dengshan, Aruhan, and others!

"My Lord (Master)!" everyone said with a smile.

"Hmm, how's the house?" Lin Yue asked.

"It's quite excellent!" Xing Daorong laughed.

"All the items in the mansion are complete. Tomorrow, we just need to buy some small items from the East or West Market, and it will truly feel like home," Pan Feng also said with a smile.

"Good." Lin Yue nodded, then seeing that it was getting late, he followed Yi He's guidance into his room.

He looked around. It wasn't bad, but being in a new, unfamiliar place, he found it hard to sleep.

The imperial capital of this world, though bustling and prosperous by day, was turbulent beneath the surface, filled with countless intrigues and schemes.

This was not like the vast and open grassland, where one's mind would unconsciously broaden. Here, one always felt small.

Lin Yue sighed. How could this premier place in the world be so easy to stay in? He then began to practice the Killing God Art.