Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower novel Chapter 1260

His first son was really incompetent and even though the early career seemed to be quite good, he ended up as a big failure in the end.

The second son didn't even want to enter the battlefield.

And the last one was a daughter whom he had long married away.

He only has three children, two of whom had married and only his second son refused to get married.

"I see…" Duan Shang Yi actually didn't want to be a minister. His reading talent was not that good.

In fact, neither of these two brothers were good at reading. Their result was really bad at school as they truly couldn't do anything about it. He himself hadn't found anything that he was particularly good at because he felt that everything he did was mediocre while his young brother was good at designing things and also created them with metal.

That was why his younger brother became a blacksmith.

"Your son…." General Duan paused for a moment. "If his talent is good, let him continue the line in the battlefield."

Duan Shang Yi was stunned. He has three children after several years of marriage, but it didn't mean that he was willing to allow his son to enter the battlefield. His son was the youngest among the three children and had only been born a year ago.

He naturally wanted his son to continue his lineage.

But pushing his son to the battlefield?

For a moment, Duan Shang Yi felt complicated. But he also knew that if there were no one among the younger generation who could enter the military, it was estimated that their military lineage will end in his father's hand.

He took a deep breath. "I'll think about it."

"Ok."

General Duan longed for his children to continue his line, but if they truly couldn't, then he wouldn't force it. It was good if they could live in peace for many years to come.

Anyway, being an official was also a good. They could have a stable live without the need to worry about eating and drinking. All they needed to do was to read and study about the matter of nation.

Duan Shang Yi walked back to his residence.

"Master, you're back."

"I'm going to rest."

"Yes."

The servants in Duan Shang Yi's Residence were all being careful. They had seen that Duan Shang Yi was not in the good mood and whoever dared to step on the line during this time would definitely earn the biggest punishment ever in their life.

"Dad!"

The soft and milky voice of a young girl traveled to Duan Shang Yi's ear.

He might have earned quite a high rank in the battlefield, but he was only 27 to 28 years old. It was definitely a young age and also the promising age when people started their career.

Now, his career was cut short and he had to start from the beginning again.