The Demon Lords

"Sixth Prince, His Majesty has just issued a decree, allowing you to establish your own residence outside the prince’s mansion."

Upon hearing this, Ji Chengjue felt quite relieved; he had long wanted to move to a new house.

Currently, many of the luxurious residences in the capital actually belong to him, but he couldn’t live in them, having to stay at the prince’s dormitory instead.

Actually, living here wasn’t bad either, at least, in the earlier years, it was quite good.

Back then,

The Eldest Prince and Fourth Prince would often spar with each other,

The Fifth Prince would help them create sand tables for mock battles;

The Second Prince and Third Prince would compose poems together, enjoying leisurely pursuits.

However, later on, these occasions became rare.

The Eldest Brother was commanding troops outside, mostly living in the barracks; after his marriage to the tribal princess, he established his own house;

The Second Prince took up residence in the East Palace, turning from brother to ruler and minister;

The Third Brother also moved to live at Lakeside Pavilion, for the convenience of enjoying the snow;

The Fourth Brother stopped brandishing swords after the Deng family’s downfall;

The Fifth Brother, on the other hand, persisted in his carpentry work.

In any case, for Ji Chengjue, having a residence of his own meant that in the future, everything he did would be much more convenient.

At the same time, it also meant that the issues between himself and his father, the great disrespect he showed his father, would no longer be held against him.

Though, this was something Ji Chengjue had already anticipated.

As long as he remained useful, able to earn money and grain for the Yan, and gather military resources for his father’s southern conquests, his father wouldn’t deal with him as casually as before.

In this regard, his father was indeed broad-minded.

Having a son, and now a house, Ji Chengjue suddenly felt a sense that he could retire peacefully to his homeland, although it was just a fleeting feeling.

He understood that once you set foot on a certain path, there’s no turning back.

"Is the child’s pet name decided?" the Yan Emperor asked.

"In response to Father, I’ve thought of it."

"Let’s hear it."

Of course, the final decision was still in the Yan Emperor’s hands.

"Call him... Little Swift."

"Little Swift?"

"Yes, taking ’swift’ from the wind, meaning faster than illness."

Literally, it means to outrun diseases!

In these times, with a high infant mortality rate, staying healthy is the greatest blessing.

In fact, this name was proposed by Lord Zheng in a letter.

Originally,

Lord Zheng wanted to name him "Runtu."

But on a blind man’s reminder, Lord Zheng recalled that the "Run" in Runtu would clash with the Yan Emperor Ji Runhao.

Although the Yan didn’t hold to such taboos as rigidly as the Qian State, how could a grandson’s name clash with his grandfather’s?

So, he suggested the name Little Swift.

Just then,

Wei Zhonghe spoke: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Grandson has not yet been named. The clan chief of the Zongren Mansion is waiting outside."

The birth of the Imperial Grandson is a significant event for the Yan imperial family, indicating that the third generation has begun to flourish. As the clan chief, he inevitably regards it as a major affair and awaits solemnly.

Moreover,

The Imperial Grandson didn’t just suddenly appear from nowhere, the formal name must have been decided long ago.

"This is my first grandson. You siblings are from the ’Cheng’ generation; the next generation should be the ’Chuan’ generation. I shall name him... "

In Ji Chengjue’s generation of seven princes, the Eldest Prince Ji Wujiang was named such because he was the Yan Emperor’s first son, and due to a fortune-telling by the imperial elder in the palace, his name was altered from what would have been Ji Chengjiang, to Ji Wujiang. The other princes all have "Cheng" as the second character in their names.

The next generation will be "Chuan."

This was determined by the ancestors long ago, specifically, before the Marquis of Yan entered Yan with the Yan Emperor’s order of the Xia emperor, much longer than the fate of the Yan State itself.

However,

When the Yan Emperor read out the name he chose for the Imperial Grandson,

Everyone present,

Their expressions suddenly changed,

The eldest’s eyes narrowed, the fourth and fifth slightly opened their mouths, Ji Chengjue suddenly looked up, even the Crown Prince, who had been deeply engrossed in studying the blue-and-white porcelain, trembled slightly.

"I shall name him... Chuan Ye."

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