Several days later, the imperial edict of bestowal of honors from the new capital finally arrived at the border town.

Tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and the imperial decree must arrive before then. The soldiers in the three military camps are all beaming with joy.

Qin Shiyu has now become the commander-in-chief guarding the border city, and he has received all the rewards and honors he deserves.

Lu Da was awarded the rank of a third-grade general for his meritorious service in defending the city.

The Crown Prince of Libei, who made the greatest contribution in this battle, received no reward whatsoever, only an imperial edict.

A casual "thank you for your hard work" can erase all the credit.

Qin Shiyu was furious and was about to question the official who came to deliver the imperial edict, but Song Yanqing stopped him in time, forcing him to give up.

After the officials left, Qin Shiyu rushed into the commander's tent immediately. "Your Highness, why did you stop me from asking questions today?"

She watched as Song Yanqing sat down at the desk, looked up at the rabbit lantern beside him, and her anger rose to her chest.

He walked quickly to the desk, his shadow blocking the light from Song Yanqing's view.

After taking a deep breath, Song Yanqing said calmly, "Haven't you gotten used to it over the years?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Shiyu was stunned.

Yes, how could she forget?

The current emperor is always like this, and he is very wary of the people in the Prince of Libei's household.

Otherwise, given the Crown Prince's talent, he would be proficient in both literature and martial arts, and entering officialdom would be a piece of cake for him.

“But…” Qin Shiyu hesitated for a moment, but still couldn’t help but say, “If Your Majesty continues to be so wary, does that mean the Crown Prince will never be able to serve as an official in his lifetime?”

If that were the case, wouldn't it be a waste of talent and a misfortune for the Great Jin Dynasty?

Song Yanqing said, "No, if he wants a good reputation, he won't prevent me from entering officialdom; I'll just be a leisurely official."

But this is not what he wants.

Now that the war has ended, he no longer wants to live a life of deceit and treachery.

Moreover, the emperor has been delaying in appointing a crown prince, and now the eldest prince...

Song Yanqing said, "After returning to the capital, I will ask His Majesty to grant me a marriage. At that time, the court disputes and even factional struggles will have nothing to do with me."

Qin Shiyu was somewhat anxious. "The eldest prince is dead, and the princess consort was buried alive with him. Now only the young grandson is left, and he is only eleven years old."

"If the Crown Prince isn't in the capital, the young imperial grandson's life will likely be even more difficult."

Actually, no. When the eldest prince was imprisoned in the imperial prison, the emperor originally intended to issue an edict to demote him to a commoner.

However, the eldest prince was a man of strong character and refused to suffer injustice and humiliation, so he committed suicide by poisoning himself in his residence.

This was to protect his wife and children, and to ensure their survival in the capital city.

Once the eldest prince dies, the emperor will not do anything to his grandson; in fact, he will take extra care of him to ensure that he is not harmed by other princes.

With the order issued today, Qin Shiyu will take over as commander-in-chief, and Song Yanqing will soon be able to return to the capital, which is great news.

Therefore, Qin Shiyu extorted money from the Yunbian Winery and brought a lot of good wine into the military camp, with the main idea being to drink until everyone was drunk.

Seeing this, Song Yanqing understood that Qin Shiyu was giving him a send-off.

Therefore, he sent someone to the Yuelai Inn to bring back a table full of delicious food.

"Come on, come on, today is a good day, let's all drink more today."

Lu Dahai, holding a bowl of wine, suddenly stood up, startling everyone at the table.

Seeing his commotion, Madam Lu leaned close to Madam Li's ear and said, "Little sister, can Dahai handle drinking like this? Why don't you try to persuade him to stop?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Li Qingshan, who was not one to stay still, also stood up.

Li Qingshan's loud shout almost startled Madam Lu: "Our seventh daughter will be a county princess from today onwards, she must drink more."

After hearing this, Lu Dahai, the drunkard, became even more unstoppable, wanting to have a drink with everyone he met.

Of course, this only applies to the men in the family, not the women.

After all, he was drinking strong liquor. If the women who didn't drink often got drunk, they would have a hard time the next day.

Upon hearing Li Qingshan's words, Madam Lu couldn't help but smile. She had been laughing all day, and her cheeks were almost sore from laughing.

The imperial decree of bestowing honors was issued early this morning.

Lu Qiqi was rewarded for her meritorious service in treating wounded soldiers in the border town. She was granted the title of county princess and received several cartloads of silver as a reward.

Now that's great! Not only do we have the money to build the brick house, but Lu Qiqi will no longer have to worry about her livelihood.

Just as Lu Qiqi said, he was going to live a life of lying at home counting money.

And just as she wished, it happened.

Lu Qiqi also drank some wine today, partly because she was happy to have received three thousand taels of silver and land.

Secondly, she learned today that the emperor had ordered rewards for the soldiers stationed on the border, although Song Yanqing was not among them. However, she also learned that the army would return to the capital ahead of schedule.

After drinking the lychee wine, Lu Qiqi instantly felt warm all over.

“Sister,” Lu Yao said, holding a small empty cup with a trace of moisture still clinging to the corner of her mouth, “this lychee wine is so sweet and delicious.”

Lu Qiqi said, "When you grow up, your sister will brew lots and lots of wine for you."

You're still young, just a taste is enough. Don't drink too much, or you won't grow tall.

Lu Yao nodded obediently, "I won't drink too much, I want to grow taller, as tall as my sister."

Lu Qiqi, “…”

Can't you just wish to grow taller?

After a few rounds of drinks, Lu Qiqi took a small sip of lychee wine and then led Lu Yao back to the house.

After returning to her room, Lu Qiqi sat in front of her dressing table, looking at her flushed face in the bronze mirror.

She glanced at Lu Yao again, only to find that Lu Yao's expression was normal, showing no signs of drunkenness.

It's...not very fair.

They're siblings from the same mother, so why is her alcohol tolerance so low?

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