"Your father wants to return and request an imperial favor," Mrs. Deng Cai sighed. "He wants to get your brother a sinecure in Shangjing, and just let him live out his life that way.
As for your younger brother, your father said to let him try his hand in the army barracks for a couple of years. If he really can't make it, your father and I will set aside a portion of the family's assets for him, and he'll just have to make do."
Even though Deng Zhiyi had spent his life in the military, both of his sons were disappointments. He figured it was better to relinquish his military authority, return to his hometown, and live out his twilight years in peace.
As for the boy who had just caused trouble, she could only pray the other party wasn't from some powerful, noble family, which would needlessly complicate things for them.
