The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife-Chapter 529.2: Triumphant Return to the Capital

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Little Jing Kong thought seriously for a moment and felt that it was not entirely impossible. Compared to him, his master was indeed quite old.

Therefore, it was possible that his master had truly been delayed by the heavy snow.

"Do you miss your master a lot?" Gu Jiao asked.

"Mm... just a little bit." Little Jing Kong was an honest child.

Gu Jiao paused and asked, "How about writing another letter to your master?"

Little Jing Kong grimaced disdainfully, "No need. He didn't even reply to the last letter I wrote."

The more he showed a little temper on the surface, the more it indicated how much he cared about his master. He was a child who valued emotions deeply. His master picked him up and raised him until he was three years old. In his heart, his master was like a fatherly figure to him, wasn't he?

Gu Jiao suggested to Little Jing Kong, "Then, when I reply to Ningxiang's letter, I'll ask her to inquire at the temple about your master's well-being and whether he's been out or not. How about it?"

"...Okay." Little Jing Kong didn't refuse.

Curving her lips, Gu Jiao asked, "What's your master called?"

"Liaochen." replied Little Jing Kong.

Gu Jiao nodded thoughtfully, "With such a monastic name, he seems to be a highly cultivated monk."

Little Jing Kong recalled and spread his hands, "Whether he's cultivated or not, I don't know, but master is indeed quite tall."

Gu Jiao adjusted her mental image of the person from a small old man with a white beard to a larger, elderly figure with a white beard.

Gu Jiao finished writing the letter that afternoon. The State of Zhao's post stations operated year-round without closing, but during the New Year period, delivery of letters might be slower. Gu Jiao could wait for a few days before sending the letter to the post station without any issue.

Finally, on the seventh day of the new year, the Gu Family Army's return to the capital was eagerly awaited.

The weather had been auspicious, with three days of heavy snow preceding the seventh day, followed by clear skies and bright sunshine on the day itself, symbolizing blessings over the imperial capital.

Hearing about the returning army, the citizens gathered early along the major streets and city gates, creating a tumultuous crowd.

The imperial guards had to physically restrain the excited citizens, who struggled to push forward but couldn't break through, resorting instead to craning their necks.

The rhythmic sound of horse hooves and armor approached from a distance, resonating loudly under the clear sky. It was almost as if one could see the clashing of weapons and horses on the battlefield in an instant.

"It's the Gu Family Army! The Gu Family Army has returned!"

A tall and sturdy man shouted loudly.

The crowd began to stir in response, and the common people who were already discontent with being stopped on the roadside pushed forward. With gritted teeth, it took considerable effort for the imperial guards to hold them back.

Though the flames of war had not reached the capital, the citizens had received enough news about the border. When they heard that Old Marquis and an imperial princess had fallen into the hands of the enemy, they almost thought that the tragic incident of the State of Zhao losing to the State of Chen, which resulted in sending An Junwang as a hostage prince ten years ago, was about to happen again.

But the Gu Family Army won!

Not only did they defeat the remnants of the previous dynasty and the State of Chen's army, but they also protected the State of Zhao's imperial princess.

They swiftly recaptured the lost cities and annihilated the invading enemy at minimal cost.

They were the soldiers of the State of Zhao, the heroes of the State of Zhao!

Tang Yueshan's leg injury had mostly recovered. He strode at the forefront, having lost the fat around his belly he still had before leaving the capital for the war. He appeared thinner but spirited.

Clad in dark armor, he had a sturdy and imposing figure.

Behind him was Gu Changqing, also riding a spirited horse. He wore shimmering silver armor, and his white cloak fluttered behind him. He wore a helmet, and the iron mask of the helmet was lowered.

The citizens could only see his pair of eyes as sharp as knives and his impressive stature.

In the capital, who didn't know about the handsome and elegant heir of the Marquis Ding'an Estate? However, when he served as a commandant in the military, he was too cold and aloof, hence acquiring the reputation of the cold-faced Yama.

Yet, it was precisely this cold-faced Yama who defended the mountains and rivers of the State of Zhao.

A wave of intense cheers erupted from the crowd.

"I heard that Gu shizi hasn't married yet."

"What about it? Do you want to offer your daughter?"

"Well, that's not out of the question."

"Your daughter is only three years old!"

"..."

"Huh? Who's that person?"

A young man pointed to another figure behind Gu Changqing, dressed in silver armor.

"Since when did the Gu Family Army have such a young commander?"

One would presume that someone walking behind Gu Changqing wouldn't hold a low rank in the Gu Family Army. However, when they marched out of the city, which they also witnessed, the left and right commanders and several of their deputy commanders were much older than Gu Changqing.

This young man obviously looked younger than Gu Changqing, with a hint of youthful naivety still evident in his features.

The common people speculated for a while but couldn't figure out who he was.

Finally, one of the imperial guards standing in front of the citizens couldn't hold back and spoke up, "He's the second young master of the Marquis Ding'an Estate."

"The second young master of the Marquis Ding'an Estate?"

The crowd was surprised.

Wasn't there only one son in the Marquis Ding'an Estate known for martial arts? The other sons were said not to be proficient in martial arts, with the youngest fourth son being described as a sickly child.

"Aiya! That person looks like Gu Chengfeng!"

At this moment, a student from Qinghe Academy recognized his former classmate.

Coincidentally, Gu Chenglin was standing right next to him.

Excited about the news of his grandfather and brothers returning, Gu Chenglin couldn't wait at home and arrived early at the city gates to welcome them. He knew his second brother had also gone to the border, but he didn't think his second brother would be involved in the fighting.

He thought his second brother went there merely out of concern for their grandfather, unable to be of much help in battles.

"Goodness... Chenglin, that person, could he really be your second brother?" The Qinghe Academy student pulled Gu Chenglin's sleeve, unable to believe his eyes.

The killing intent and aura of authority emanating from the other person were both truly shocking, making Gu Chengfeng seem like a completely different person from the impression he had.

No, no, no, it couldn't be Gu Chengfeng. He must be mistaken. Gu Chengfeng couldn't possibly be this formidable.

Although his classmate couldn't recognize him, Gu Chenglin couldn't be mistaken.

The young warrior who was eligible to stand together with his eldest brother to receive the adoration of the people was unmistakably his second brother!

Gu Chenglin felt a thunderous shock in his heart.

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