He said to admit defeat, but when Xie Hui walked over, he clearly saw the light in his eyes that refused to admit defeat.
In the original plot, the child finally went to the border without telling everyone in the family, and became a centurion by virtue of his own ability.
Xie Hui always felt that Xie Wumian should like to practice martial arts.
"Admit defeat?"
"I can't beat you."
Xie Wumian sat on the ground, and when he said this, he was still a little depressed, like an ordinary child throwing a temper tantrum.
"Stay here with grandfather, let yourself come and practice every day, maybe one day you will be able to defeat grandfather."
The words Xie Hui said did not really move Xie Wumian's heart. He sat there figuring it out carefully, and realized that if that was all it was, he could just stay in his own yard.
"There are many weapons there, and you can use them as well."
Xie Wumian looked in the direction his grandfather was pointing, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded his head vigorously.
"it is good."
Although the client is now getting old and can no longer go to the border, his love for weapons has not diminished in the slightest.
In this small martial arts training ground, there are many weapons, all of which are very well-made.
Xie Wumian was not convinced by his grandfather's previous words, but his eyes lit up when he saw those weapons.
Early the next morning, before Xie Hui got up, he vaguely noticed someone outside the door, got up and opened the door, Xie Wumian didn't know how long he had been waiting there.
"Since you're awake, why don't you call me?"
"I'm afraid I'll disturb my grandfather's rest."
Xie Wumian is very clear that in his grandfather's heart, he has always been the same as his mother, who doesn't know the rules and has a bad personality.
Where I can perceive it, I want to do better and change my grandfather's view of me.
Xie Hui felt a little relieved when he saw his polite appearance. Compared with the cubs in the previous world who could fly to the roof in the next second after not seeing him for a second, this one is much more worry-free now.
It's a pity that Xie Wumian's cuteness didn't last too long.
About half a month later, when I returned home early in the morning, I could hear someone knocking on the door.
"Grandfather, grandfather, wake up, grandfather~"
Xie Hui personally taught him martial arts, and felt that Xie Wumian's foundation is already good, so he took him to the study in the afternoon.
"grandfather?"
Xie Wumian stared at a book in front of him, feeling a very bad premonition inexplicably.
He doesn't like reading at all, and he had enlightened teachers before, but he was so angry at his stupidity that he didn't even want money and left. He also heard that his mother became ill because of this. .
"Grandfather, I want to be a general in the future, why should I study?"
Recently, Xie Wumian often heard his grandfather mention all kinds of things on the battlefield to him, and he couldn't help but feel a little envious, and wanted to wait until he grew up, just like his grandfather.
"If you don't study, you won't be a great general. At most, you can only be a reckless man with a big sword to fight the enemy."
Xie Hui opened the book and handed it to Xie Wumian.
This is a book of Thirty-Six Strategies that he wrote by himself overnight overnight. Knowing that the child is not interested in reading, he uses this method to arouse his interest in the art of war.
"Grandfather, what word is this?"
Xie Wumian didn't really want to learn this, but he knew very well that he couldn't go against his grandfather's arrangement on this matter.
Although recently because his grandfather taught him how to practice martial arts, the relationship between him and his grandfather is not as strange as before, but his grandfather still feels more serious to him.
"This is to tune the tiger away from the mountain."
Xie Hui held the pen, wrote and drew on the rice paper, and patiently told Xie Wumian about the thirty-six strategies. The wonders of these things made Xie Wumian very engrossed in listening.
"Grandfather, which famous general's book is this? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
"This is the only copy that was given to my grandfather by a soldier back then. There is no signature on it. I only know that the book is called Thirty-Six Strategies."
Xie Hui only told him one thing about Tiaohu Lishan, and he didn't want to mention it later.
Xie Wumian, who had always felt that he had no interest in reading and literacy, only felt that it was a terrible thing to scratch his heart.
It would be fine if his grandfather only gave him this book, but his grandfather also told him about one of them in detail.
Just listening to the four words of delicacies of mountains and seas naturally doesn't make any sense, but if you let him taste it and then put all the rest in front of him, it's hard not to drool.
"Grandfather, can you please find a wife for me?"
Xie Wumian held the book by himself, and went to his grandfather to ask.
"You should ask your mother about this."
At the first moment, Xie Wumian wanted to retort subconsciously, that was not his mother.
But considering that it was grandfather standing in front of him now, he knew that he didn't like to mention these things, so he just stood there with his head bowed.
No words, just silent rebuttals.
After a long time, Xie Wumian found that his grandfather was still playing chess there, and gradually became anxious.
"grandfather?"
"This matter is not in the hands of grandfather."
Xie Hui took a sip of tea, and ordered the waiters to pour a cup for Xie Wumian as well.
Whether it is in the memory of the client or in the original plot, Xie Yuxuan's wife is an out-and-out good mother, and she never treats Xie Wumian badly just because she is not her own.
Even if Xie Wumian's personality is a bit stubborn occasionally, she has never been angry. She has come to invite those wives in person several times, and wants Xie Wumian to become a talent.
It's a pity that Xie Wumian himself doesn't like that mother, no matter what she does, he suspects that she has ulterior motives.
"Grandfather, I don't want to have any contact with her."
"why?"
Xie Hui finally heard the child open up to him, and decided to take this good opportunity to continue asking.
At the beginning, relying on the child's love for weapons and weapons, he successfully resolved the grudges he had towards himself.
Whether it is for his father or mother, Xie Wumian needs to solve it by himself.
"Grandfather, I..."
Xie Wumian really wanted to know the things behind, he didn't want to tell others such a book of military art, such a clever plan should belong to his grandfather's family heirloom.
After much deliberation, the only way to learn to read is the most appropriate. But my grandfather didn't want to ask for a wife for himself, and he didn't want to talk to that mother.
"Grandfather, I don't like mother."
"Why don't you like her?"
Xie Hui's step-by-step inquiries made Xie Wumian express his true thoughts in a very anxious situation.
"Everyone said that if it wasn't for her, my mother would not have died. It was because my father felt that my mother's existence would make her unhappy, so he killed my mother."
Xie Hui had always been curious before, what made such an older child, in this big environment, not want to please his aunt, but his attitude towards his aunt.
Now, I finally know the answer.
"Other people?"
At this time, Xie Wumian suddenly realized that he had spoken those words, stretched out his hand to cover his mouth, raised his head to meet his grandfather with his eyes wide open.
Next, no matter how much Xie Hui asked, Xie Wumian refused to reveal a word related to that matter.
"Since you don't want to talk about this, how about listening to your grandfather first?"
Xie Wumian nodded lightly, and was pulled to sit beside him by his grandfather, his sitting posture began to become straight unconsciously.
"Grandfather can assure you that the death of your biological mother has nothing to do with your mother."
"Because your biological mother's existence makes your mother unhappy, which is even more nonsense."
If someone else said these words, Xie Wumian would never believe it. But with his grandfather, he has accumulated feelings for so many days, so he is dubious.
"Your biological mother is the servant girl who serves the princess. You must also know that your father and the princess once had a marriage contract."
"Later, because of the glass of wine that the princess handed over, your father lost his mind, and you were born between you and your biological mother."
"Later, after grandfather's investigation, it was the princess who specially found your mother from the brothel."
If it wasn't necessary, Xie Hui didn't want to mention this to such an older child. But if they don't make things clear now, they will never be able to untie this knot.
"Because of this incident, your father's merits won't count. If it weren't for the former emperor bestowing a gold medal to avoid death, our whole family would be implicated."
Xie Yuxuan's grandmother, who was stimulated by this incident, passed away after a month of lingering illness.
The commissioner's wife was in charge of a large palace at the beginning, and her energy was limited. Xie Yuxuan grew up with her grandmother, and the relationship with her grandmother was very deep.
If it wasn't for the presence of a client, Xie Yuxuan would have strangled him and his mother to death on the day Xie Wumian was born.
No one had ever mentioned this to Xie Wumian, and he couldn't recover for a while after hearing it.
Xie Hui took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, and continued:
"Because of that incident, your father's reputation has been ruined, and others are afraid of being angered by His Majesty. No one is willing to marry their daughter to your father."
"Your mother admires your father's talent, but her father doesn't want to believe that your father is such a person. Because of this, they became husband and wife."
If Xie Hui was Xie Yuxuan, he would also resent the person who made him lose everything, but now the person he replaced was Xie Yuxuan's father, and the old man felt ashamed of Xie Wumian because of what happened back then.
"Think about your mother's age. When your mother died, she was not yet old enough. How could she have anything to do with your father?"
Xie Hui gently stroked the child's hair, and after explaining everything to him, he began to ask about that matter without any trace.
"If you are willing to believe in grandfather, tell grandfather, who was the one who told you that your biological mother died because of your mother, okay?"
Xie Wumian's head was in a mess, and he couldn't recover for a long time. He raised his head to meet his grandfather's eyes, and subconsciously replied:
"Yes, Aunt Suxie."