The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law

"Shy? How could that be?" Gu Youyou, who wasn’t even shy when it came to snipping ding-dongs, had seen it with his own eyes.

Jin Zijin nodded seriously and said, "Didn’t you see her face turn red?"

Telling bald-faced lies, her face didn’t turn red at all.

Yue Rujing pulled up a stool to sit down, his demeanour solemn, "Brother, if we’re in a rush to hit the road, then let General Ji pick some skilled soldiers to escort us to Lingnan with great fanfare. If we’re not in a hurry, we can wait until our wounds heal before setting out. What do you think?"

Jin Zijin pondered for a moment, his fingers tapping on the table intermittently, and said, "Not in a hurry, let’s wait till we’ve recovered before leaving."

"Then in that case..." Yue Rujing started to say something else but paused midway, then said, "Alright, let’s do as Brother says."

Jin Zijin said, "It’s true that General Ji would lend us men out of respect for your father, but by doing so... your father would owe him a favor. Moreover, secretly mobilizing troops is not easy, and if someone with ulterior motives catches wind of it, it could backfire horribly. You’ve already caused enough trouble for your father; it’s best to be cautious."

Yue Rujing felt indignant at his words, his mouth twitching as he said, "Weren’t those troubles all for your sake, Brother? How can you say that I am the one who caused them?"