By a twist of fate, the illegitimate son of the Marquis's family marries the county princess.

Chapter 289 Remedial Measures

Wen Zongji had just apologized, but before he could finish speaking...

Wen Zongji said sincerely, "Zongji had no intention of embarrassing you uncles, but things have come to this point, and it is Zongji's fault, so I naturally have to make amends. I have already met with the editor of the Imperial Gazette, and for the next two months, each issue of the Imperial Gazette will publish an article about military officers, and the Crown Prince will also give his evaluation."

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.

Marquis Wu Xin looked up at him, his cold, hard face softening slightly: "The Crown Prince can write evaluations?"

Wen Zongji nodded: "The Crown Prince has already promised. Whether it is the uncles or the military generals who are currently guarding the border, they are all meritorious officials of Great Chu, and the Emperor and the Crown Prince will remember them."

"The Crown Prince's willingness to write an evaluation is a message to the world that meritorious officials must not be humiliated!"

Indeed, in times of peace and prosperity, it is an inevitable trend that military generals will be less important than civil officials.

But that doesn't mean anyone can step on it.

Meritorious people must not be humiliated!

One sentence ignited the passion of the crowd.

A burly man slammed his hand on the table, stood up, and said in a booming voice, "I knew the Emperor couldn't have forgotten us."

Wu Xinbo glanced at him, then looked at Wen Zongji and said gently, "You've put your heart into this."

He believed that Wen Zongji had done this intentionally, but the fact that he was willing to go to such lengths for his unintentional mistake showed great sincerity.

Wu Xinbo and others not only did not blame him, but thanked him instead.

After all, the status of military officers in the capital has indeed been somewhat awkward in recent years.

Wen Zongji cupped his hands in greeting: "It's all what Zongji should do."

Wu Xinbo then looked at Wen Chuanhong: "Chuanhong, you have a good son."

Wen Chuanhong smiled and said, "My sons are all doing very well."

Wu Xinbo noticed Wen Zongren standing to the side and nodded in agreement: "That's true."

In his view, Wen Zongren, as the heir of the Marquis of Zhongyong, was more than capable of maintaining the status quo, if not surpassing his predecessor.

Now, with his son Wen Zongji, who is both virtuous and talented and whose conduct is impeccable, the Marquis of Zhongyong has nothing to worry about for the next few decades.

Thinking of his own unfilial children, Wu Xinbo silently shook his head.

It's true what they say: comparing goods will make you throw them away, comparing people will make you want to die.

……

Having abandoned any intention of seeking retribution, Wu Xinbo and the others quickly left.

Wen Chuanhong intended to invite them to dinner, but since it was neither a holiday nor a festival, it wasn't appropriate for a group of nobles to gather together for too long.

Since being transferred back to the capital, Marquis Wu Xin has become much more cautious. His visit to the Marquis of Zhongyong's residence to question Wen Zongji is already considered a rather high-profile act.

Staying for dinner is absolutely out of the question.

After the outsiders left, only Wen Chuanhong and his two sons remained.

Wen Zongren breathed a long sigh of relief: "Fortunately, Third Brother was prepared. Before you arrived, the atmosphere was so oppressive that I was worried that Marquis Wu Xin and the others would tear you apart."

Wen Zongji smiled and said, "It seems that Wu Xinbo and the others have controlled their tempers and given me a chance to explain."

Seeing his relaxed expression, Wen Chuanhong said irritably, "You're quite carefree."

Although he was not as without fault as Wen Zongren, he still put a lot of effort into finding solutions for Wen Zongji.

After all, it's not something an ordinary person can do to offend so many nobles at once.

When Wen Zongji arrived, he found out that the other party had already come up with a solution, and all their worries were for nothing.

Wen Zongji cupped his hands in apology: "Father, elder brother, it was my oversight that made you worry about me."

Wen Chuanhong stood up: "It's good that you know. It's getting late, you should go back."

Wen Zongji was taken aback: "Aren't we supposed to have dinner?"

He was summoned to the Marquis's residence as soon as he finished his shift, before he had even had his meal.

Wen Chuanhong glanced at him: "Dinner? What dinner?"

He had worried him for so long, and the fact that he didn't beat Wen Zongji to vent his anger showed how well he had cultivated his composure.

You want meals provided too?

Dream it.

Wen Zongji: "..."

He turned to look at Wen Zongren.

Wen Zongren looked up at the roof and down at the ground, but he wouldn't look at Wen Zongji.

Wen Zongji had no choice but to leave the Marquis's residence on an empty stomach.

Looking at Wen Zongji's pitiful figure, Wen Zongren said, "Father, isn't this a bit too much?"

Wen Chuanhong glanced at him: "I just didn't feed him, don't make it sound like I'm abusing him."

"That's true," Wen Zongren smiled, "Then shall we have our meal?"

He also came to Juanqinzhai immediately after taking up his post.

Wen Chuanhong said calmly, "I'm not in a good mood today, so I don't plan to have a meal. I'd like to have my meal in my own courtyard."

Wen Zongren: "..."

He was dumbfounded.

I thought only Wen Zongji was being targeted, but it turns out he was included too.

So Wen Zongren left hungry.

After the two men left, Wen Chuanhong instructed the servant, "Prepare the meal."

servant: "...Yes."

He thought Wen Chuanhong really wasn't going to eat.

The steward, who had served Wen Chuanhong for many years, silently marveled that even the Marquis could joke and play tricks on his sons.

In some ways, Wen Zongren and Wen Chuanhong are very similar. They both carried family responsibilities from a young age and dared not slack off in the slightest, constantly pushing themselves.

Even after Wen Chuanhong became the Vice Minister of Rites and took charge of the Ministry of Rites, he dared not relax his vigilance in the slightest.

Until Wen Zongji gradually rose to prominence.

Wen Chuanhong suddenly realized he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Because the Marquis's mansion has a successor, it is destined not to decline in his generation.

……

County Princess's Mansion

Pei Rujing watched Wen Zongji eat, her face full of disbelief: "Father-in-law didn't let you eat, and sent you back?"

"It's not like I rushed back."

Wen Zongji corrected.

Pei Rujing pouted, "What's the difference? What kind of father acts like this? You've only moved out of the Marquis's mansion; you're still his son!"

Wen Zongji immediately realized that Pei Rujing had misunderstood: "Father was just joking with me, and besides, this matter was indeed caused by my lack of consideration."

"But you did your best to make amends. You not only negotiated with the Imperial Gazette Bureau, but you also went to see the Crown Prince. Wasn't all that effort enough?"

Wen Zongji put down his chopsticks and put his arm around Pei Rujing: "If you make a mistake, you should make amends. Just because you put in a lot of effort doesn't mean you should take it for granted that others should accept it."

Of course, Wu Xinbo and the others accepted it, after all, Wen Zongji's compensation was really thorough.

Pei Rujing: "...You always have a point."

The two returned to the inner room and sat together on the couch to talk about what had happened that day.

Pei Rujing excitedly shared with Wen Zongji, "Rui-ge'er can lift his head by himself now; I've seen it several times today."

"That's amazing."

Pei Rujing patted him: "I'm not Rui-ge'er, don't use that tone, like you're coaxing a child."

Wen Zongji chuckled twice and asked, "Now that you can lift your head, does that mean it's time to learn to roll over?"

In his previous life, he had seen videos online of new parents teaching their babies how to roll over, and he found them quite interesting.

"I don't know, I'll ask the wet nurse tomorrow."

"it is good."