My Cultivation Starting from Archery

Liangzhou

Marquis Wu Yi's residence.

Today is a day of rest; there's no need to go to the barracks to deal with military affairs at 5 a.m.

I was up rather late last night.

People who practice martial arts are indeed different.

"Junior Brother."

A warm and delicate sensation came from my ears.

"Wife, why are you up so early?"

"Last night, weren't you continuously calling out for 'Senior Sister'?"

"It's all the same."

Chen Sansi pulled Warm Jade into his embrace, intending to be affectionate once again.

"Eh~"

With her cheeks slightly blushing, Sun Li placed a finger in front of his mouth to stop him, speaking softly, "We have to pay respect to my father with tea later, have you forgotten?"

"It won't take long."

"Can't it wait until we return? There's plenty of time."

"Alright then."

"Si Qin, Mo Hua!"

A shout rang out.

Two maids quickly entered with hot water.

Chen Sansi and his companion finished washing up in no time.

"By the way, Master."

Si Qin said, "Yesterday, the blue bird brought back a letter."

"Mm."

Chen Sansi quickly opened the letter from Qing Country; it contained only four brief words.

"Well and do not worry."

The handwriting was Sister Lan's.

But he knew at a glance that it wasn't Sister Lan who wrote the letter.

That Shen Guiti was almost certainly not planning to show the letter to Sister Lan at all.

Looking at the situation,

it seemed he intended to claim his wife and child and not give them back.

"Si Qin, grind the ink!"

Chen Sansi began to write a reply.

The gist of the letter was to return his wife and child as soon as possible and that they were welcome to visit often; otherwise, they should be wary of him leading an army to Qing Country.

The latter was of course a jest, while the former was serious.

After finishing these things,

Chen Sansi and Sun Li headed to the Governor Mansion in a carriage.

"Where is my master?"

They arrived at the hall but did not see anyone.

They asked a random maidservant.

"I don't know, the Supervisor has been recuperating recently and does not allow us to disturb him."

"Bu Qi!"

Chen Sansi found Sun Buqi, who was shooting birds, "Where's your dad?"

"My dad?"

Sun Buqi thought for a moment, "He should be resting in his bedroom, just find a maidservant to take you there."

In the Danggui Courtyard.

Chen Sansi gently knocked on the door, "Master? Are you in seclusion, recuperating? My Senior Sister and I have come to offer you tea."

There was no response.

"Master."

Still, no sign of movement.

This is bad...

Chen Sansi, using his Qi Observation Skill, detected no qi within the room.

He must either be out,

or...

He violently pushed open the door, "Master?"

In sight

was a very simple arrangement.

An ancient bookshelf held rows of old books, including martial arts texts, Confucian works, and mostly materials related to various administrative affairs of Liangzhou; on the cracked desk was a newly written proposal concerning the famine relief for Fengyang underneath Liangzhou's jurisdiction.

Sun Xiangzong was lying on the flaking bed, sleeping peacefully.

"Dad?"

Sun Li approached anxiously.

Without saying a word, Chen Sansi walked to the old man and softly said, "Master, you've worked hard all your life, you can rest now. I will take care of everything from here on."

It was only upon hearing these words

that Sun Li, who hadn't felt any breath in front of Sun Xiangzong's nostrils for quite some time, began to well up with tears.

"Dad!"

Sun Buqi, who had originally come over to join the excitement, fell to his knees with a "plop" after seeing this scene, weeping bitterly, "Dad, you were still fine last night, you even beat me up!"

Soon after,

various senior brothers and sisters arrived.

All knelt down inside the room.

"Master, have a good journey."

A funeral began amidst a somber atmosphere.

Just yesterday,

it had been a joyous occasion with bright red lanterns hung up high; overnight, it turned into a bereavement. The entire Governor Mansion, both inside and out, were draped in white.

Officials who had attended the wedding banquet and had yet to leave had no choice but to stay and offer their condolences.

Before the body was placed in the coffin, Chen Sansi bowed deeply, then silently took the silver rune-engraved ring from the old man's weathered palm and slowly put it on his own hand.

Right now, he didn't have the mood to check what was inside it but instead joined his senior brothers and sisters in quietly managing the funeral affairs.

"Supervisor, may you go in peace~"

Mr. Hou from the Liangzhou Supervising Army came to offer his condolences.

After the end, he didn't leave but approached the man in white, expressing with emotion, "When I was young, I heard of Supervisor Sun's renown and always idolized him, wishing to enlist in the army.

"Regrettably, my father had no money for medical treatment and ended up selling me to the palace, where I first joined the West Factory, then the Ritual Supervision...

"But my admiration for the Supervisor has always remained in my heart.

"Later, when the Capital City assigned me from the palace to Liangzhou to be the supervising army, I always treated the Commander with reverence, never daring to be disrespectful..."

"Mr. Hou."

Chen Sansi interrupted, lacking the patience to listen any further, "If you have something to say, please just speak directly. There are many things to attend to today, and I don't have much time for idle chatter. Please forgive me."

"Mr. Chen, please accept my condolences," Mr. Hou started, "To be frank, I do have a small matter to discuss today. Everyone knows that although you are an entry-level disciple, you are the Closed-door Disciple of Supervisor Sun and his favorite. Surely, before his passing, Supervisor Sun must have passed on everything to Mr. Chen, correct?"

"Mr. Hou, it's not proper for you to speak like that. Master has never shown favoritism toward any of his disciples," Chen Sansi said expressionlessly. "As for the inheritance, if you're referring to the Longdan Bright Silver Spear, then yes, it's indeed with me, witnessed by tens of thousands of soldiers not long ago."

He was rather too tired to deal with it.