nashuaworldcup Chapter 257 Is everything in the dream unavoidable?
Chapter 257 Is everything in the dream unavoidable?
As they talked, the two arrived at Chang Le Courtyard.
As soon as they entered, they saw Shen Chengyao practicing horse stance.
Although he was young, he was very steady and did not sway at all.
Wen Jiayue smiled and praised, "Yao'er is so amazing, when did you learn to do a horse stance?"
Upon hearing his aunt's voice, Shen Chengyao turned around happily, only to see his uncle's serious expression. He immediately stopped his horse stance and hurriedly straightened up.
He obediently called out, "Uncle, Aunt."
Suppressing his anger, Shen Fuhan asked, "Who taught you that?"
"No, no one taught me," Shen Chengyao said fearfully. "It was my mother who said I was too fat, so she made me do horse stance."
His mother only wanted him to study, so he and his fourth uncle learned martial arts in secret.
His uncle seemed very angry, so he dared not tell the truth.
Shen Chengyao moved slowly, hiding behind his aunt, tears welling up in his eyes.
My uncle is too fierce!
Wen Jiayue patted his head and frowned, saying, "My lord, don't scare him."
Why is Shen Fuhan acting so strangely? I was just doing a horse stance, what did I do to offend him?
Shen Fuhan clenched his fist.
He had seen clearly that Yao'er's every move was extremely standard, indicating that she had been practicing for some time.
If he didn't like it, he wouldn't have persisted for so long.
Shen Fuhan couldn't help but recall those dreams, in which Yao'er eventually became a military general.
He didn't want his dream to come true, so he personally taught Yao'er to read. Little did he know that Yao'er was secretly learning martial arts.
Is it true that no matter how hard he tries, he can't avoid everything in his dreams?
Shen Fuhan closed his eyes and asked as calmly as possible, "Was it your fourth uncle who taught you?"
In the entire Marquis's mansion, only Shen Fuyou would do such a thing.
Shen Chengyao's eyes flickered, but he still shook his head out of loyalty.
Shen Fuhan saw through this clumsy act at a glance and asked calmly, "Where is your mother?"
"Mother is sleeping..."
Shen Fuhan said, "Go and wake her up."
Upon hearing that he could get away from his uncle, Shen Chengyao ran faster than the maid and dashed into the house.
Soon, Shen Funian's impatient voice came from inside the room. Clearly, she was in a particularly bad mood after being disturbed from her sleep.
Wen Jiayue stopped listening and looked at Shen Fuhan, asking in confusion, "My lord, what are you angry about?"
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment, then explained, "Since you have chosen the path of the imperial examination, you should concentrate on it. If you keep changing your mind, you will only fail."
Wen Jiayue was speechless: "Yao'er is still young, and he's just doing a horse stance."
“It wasn’t just horse stance,” Shen Fuhan said calmly, “he also learned other things.”
“He’s quite capable,” Wen Jiayue suddenly thought of a good idea. “How about this, let Yao’er pursue a military career? Anyway, you said he’s not cut out for studying, maybe he’ll be better suited to be a military general…”
Before he could even utter the word "suitable," Shen Fuhan said, "No."
Wen Jiayue looked at him in surprise: "Why not?"
Shen Fuhan said coldly, "I said no, and that's final."
"What kind of uncle are you?" Wen Jiayue said, puzzled. "Why do you insist on making him study?"
Shen Fuhan fell silent.
He could tell that Yao'er wasn't happy while reading; her eyes were vacant, and she was listless and lethargic, as if she had lost her soul.
Although she was tired and her face turned red when she was practicing the horse stance, her eyes were bright and she did not give up.
It is indeed inappropriate to forcibly reverse someone's fate for one's own selfish desires.
This matter is indeed irrelevant to those dreams, so let's just let it go.
He realized that the most difficult person to deal with was Shen Funian.
Upon hearing him say he wanted his son to learn martial arts, she immediately panicked and asked, "Brother, do you not want to teach Yao'er to study anymore?"
“No,” Shen Fuhan explained calmly, “I think Yao’er prefers martial arts, so we can let him practice more.”
"How can this be!" Shen Funian said anxiously, "Practicing martial arts means fighting, and fighting means losing your life. Our parents are so powerful, and they are on the battlefield... Yao'er can't go!"
She only had this one son. Even if she disliked him to death, he was still her own son. She had no intention of getting married. If her son, on whom she depended for survival, died, how would she live?
Shen Fuhan said, "Yao'er is still young. It will take at least fifteen years for him to grow up. You are thinking too far ahead."
In his dream, Shen Funian accepted the matter, so he was confident he could persuade her.
Unexpectedly, Shen Funian became even more agitated.
"I said no, and that's final. No one can persuade me otherwise!" She looked at her son, "Yao'er, from today onwards, you will stay at Chang Le Academy and study diligently. You are not allowed to go anywhere else!"
Shen Chengyao stared blankly at his mother, then burst into tears.
Shen Fuhan frowned: "Third sister, you..."
“I know what I’m doing,” Shen Funian interrupted him, gritting her teeth. “Brother and sister-in-law, goodbye.”
After saying that, she turned her back and refused to communicate.
Shen Fuhan was about to speak again when Wen Jiayue shook her head at him and whispered, "My lord, let's go first."
Judging from Shen Funian's appearance, she won't calm down anytime soon. If she continues, the argument will only get worse.
Wen Jiayue gave Yao'er a wink, signaling him to come out and speak.
"You need to behave well these next few days and not make your mother angry. Your uncle and aunt will help you find a solution."
Shen Chengyao sobbed, "My mother is too... too scary!"
Wen Jiayue sighed: "I brought some calming incense for your mother. Remember to have the maid light it for her later."
This incense was a perfect gift; it came in handy immediately.
After giving Yao'er a few more instructions, the two left.
As they left Chang Le Courtyard, Wen Jiayue asked worriedly, "What should we do?"
Shen Fuhan pondered for a moment and said, "The simplest way is to find Su Ye."
Shen Funian only had eyes for her son, and her obsession with him becoming an official had become an obsession.
Only by distracting her and preventing her from focusing all her attention on Shen Chengyao can the situation be gradually resolved.
Wen Jiayue sighed: "It's easy for you to say, but how do I find it?"
"I'll write a letter to General Xiao to inquire whether Su Ye is at the border, and then we'll make further plans."
This is the only option for now.
Wen Jiayue then said, "There's no time to lose, Your Excellency, please go quickly."
Shen Fuhan paused for a moment: "I said I would spend today with you."
Wen Jiayue was stunned. Wasn't this a joke?
But she didn't argue: "It's important to have business to attend to. It won't hurt to delay for a moment. I'll go back now."
Shen Fuhan nodded, and the two parted ways.
After he walked away, Ruyi asked, "Madam, what was the note you gave me for?"
Wen Jiayue shushed her: "Let's talk about it when we get back. You're not lost, are you?"
"Of course not." Ruyi handed the note to the lady.
The master and servant quickened their pace back to the bedroom. Wen Jiayue instructed Ruyi to guard the door carefully before slowly unfolding the note.