Doted By The Regent King-Chapter 1451 - 1389: Teaching the Grandson

After having a conversation with Old Mr. Meng in the study, it was lunchtime. Wufu and Ah Jiu kept the Old Master company for lunch and shared a couple of small cups of wine, only leaving after having tea in the afternoon.

Inside the carriage on the way back to the city, Wufu nudged Ah Jiu on the side and asked, "What did my master give you?"

After the meal, the Old Master had taken Ah Jiu to the secret room to choose a meeting gift, and it was quite a while before they came out.

Ah Jiu took out a pair of Dragon and Phoenix Pair from his sleeve and handed it to her, "The master gave it to me, saying one for you and one for me."

Wufu took it and saw it was a pair of exquisite mutton fat jade, crafted with hollow carving techniques, delicate and clear. The intricate dragon and phoenix patterns complemented each other perfectly, so she said, "I’ll have Hongyu make a nice cord for it later."

Ah Jiu smiled and agreed.

Inside the secret room, the Old Master’s words still echoed in his ears, with a faint tone of threat and warning. The Old Master truly cared for Wufu.

Old Mr. Meng, on the other hand, was assisted by his grandson back into the study.

"Why doesn’t Grandpa let you accept the Jade Pendant given by Ah Jiu? Do you know why?" Old Mr. Meng asked.

Meng Sihao replied, "Just a glance, that Jade Pendant seems to be carved with a dragon."

Old Mr. Meng nodded, "Dragon patterns are exclusively used by the Royal Family, accepting it wouldn’t be appropriate for wearing or playing."

Meng Sihao was stunned and said in surprise, "Grandpa, are you saying the Ninth Master is from the Royal Family?"

"His surname is Jin, ranked ninth, with such Four-Clawed Coiling Dragon accessories, didn’t you think of anything?" Old Mr. Meng instructed him.

Meng Sihao pondered briefly, his face showing some surprise.

Seeing this, Old Mr. Meng acknowledged his grandson was intelligent and well-educated but lacked experience.

"You’ve hosted him for some time, how do you feel about him from your conversations?"

Meng Sihao straightened his face and said, "The Ninth Master has extraordinary knowledge, a remarkable demeanor, broad insights, and is courteous; interacting with him was quite pleasant."

"If I remember correctly, Beiyan’s Prince Jin’s master seems to be the renowned Master Kongxu," Old Mr. Meng traced the pattern on the teacup, "He is a true scholar of both literary and martial arts."

"Grandpa, hasn’t Master Kongxu been married?"

"Yes, I heard he became a monk just a year after getting married!" Old Mr. Meng said, "To be fair, although he’s now a monk, he still has a wife, his Legitimate Wife has not divorced him."

Meng Sihao was astonished; a monk with a wife, it was unheard of.

Old Mr. Meng said, "Sihao, reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. After the Mid-Autumn Festival, go on a journey. Just go to Beiyan!"

"Grandpa?" Meng Sihao was taken aback again.

Old Mr. Meng sighed, "The current political situation in Nanyue is corrupt, Grandpa observed the stars last night, and the Amethyst has dimmed again."

Meng Sihao’s complexion changed, "Grandpa!"

"You are now the most outstanding descendant of the Meng family in three generations. Whether the Meng family can prosper again and for how many years depends on your generation!" Old Mr. Meng said, "Beiyan and Nanyue have always been one; now, Beiyan is growing stronger, with a free-spirited literary culture producing celebrated poetry, and even the Martial Enthusiasts exude magnificent valor. In contrast, Nanyue..."

He fell silent, merely patting Meng Sihao’s shoulder, "As the head of a generation, one must always understand the need for vigilance even in peace; one must possess sufficient courage and strong means to lead the family further. This requires broader insights and experience. Go ahead!"

Meng Sihao looked at the aged figure of his grandfather, inexplicably moved, pursing his lips.