Chapter 145 Childhood Sweethearts

There are countless banquets in the capital, but the place Chen Qi goes to most often is still the Wen family.

Wen Boyuan was transferred back to Beijing two years ago and was naturally promoted. He is now a doctor in the Ministry of Revenue. He is well versed in political law, makes decisions fluently, and has an excellent reputation as an official.

Although he was busy with official affairs, he and Meng Qinghui became increasingly affectionate and loving. Whenever he had time, he would go home to see his wife and do things together that were not suitable for gentlemen in the world, reviewing the past and learning new things, and he never got tired of it.

Meng benefited greatly from it.

She is now living the same loving and happy life that Chen Qi enjoyed back then.

Therefore, the couple had children every year. In addition to the eldest son Wen Liyan and the second son Wen Lixing born in Guangling City, after returning to Beijing, they had another lovely little daughter who was just half a year old and was as cute as ice and snow.

When Chen Qi first arrived in Beijing, she met her close friend again, and they both laughed so hard that they cried.

"What a cruel person you are! You have a big house in the capital and you are staying in Guangling City instead of living there. I have been urging you many times and finally got you here!"

Chen Qi looked at her little daughter and smiled.

"Originally I wasn't going to come, but I heard your daughter is so pretty, so naturally I had to come and see her first, to make sure someone else doesn't snatch her away and arrange a marriage for her!"

Both of them smiled.

Meng Qinghui had just wiped the tears of joy from Shen Qi's body. When she looked up, she saw the graceful Xie Huaiming standing behind her, and she went up to hug her in her arms.

"Daughter-in-law, I miss you so much!"

Ming'er has been called this by her since he was a child, so he is not surprised. He stretched out his little hand and hugged her even tighter.

"I'll miss you tomorrow too!"

Behind Meng, the two young masters of the Wen family, one big and one small, blushed.

Huai Ming and Huai Lang from the Xie family, and Li Yan and Li Xing from the Wen family, were all good friends who had known each other since childhood and grew up together. Although they felt a little awkward and unfamiliar when they met again after two or three years of separation, they still had some impression of each other and soon started playing together again.

In the Wen family mansion, Chen Qi and Meng Qinghui held hands and talked warmly. Xie Yuduo and Wen Boyuan sat opposite each other as host and guest, drinking tea politely. The children chased each other and ran around the yard, followed by a group of maids and servants, who were afraid that they would accidentally bump into anything.

Wen Liyan, the eldest son of the Wen family, was also eight years old this year, only two months older than Xie Huaiming. He took after his mother, being strikingly handsome, and his father, a gentle and well-behaved personality.

He had been learning to read and write since he was a child under his father, who was a Hanlin scholar. He always loved reading and writing, so he took everyone to his small study.

He took out a very valuable sandalwood box from his bookcase and showed everyone his collection of rare ancient books.

"These are ancient books from hundreds of years ago. They are rare in the world and very precious."

The eldest daughter of the Xie family took a look at it and saw that it was full of words and no pictures, so she immediately lost interest.

"It's all words. What's so interesting about it? Next time I come, I'll show you my book."

Wen Liyan was stunned. What else could this book contain but words?

A few days later, when Chen Qi brought the children to play again, Xie Huaiming really brought a thick book. When he opened it, he found that there were indeed not many words in it.

Each and every one of them was a brand new banknote.

This little girl was just as Xie Yuduo said, she was destined to be rich and prosperous. She always liked gold, silver and treasures, and even her favorite collection was silver bills.

"This is what my father collected for me. He brought me all the money from various banks, all kinds of patterns, all the only ones in the world. Here, this one is my favorite. It was just printed by our bank. Look at it."

The banknote she pointed to was not only the largest, but also the most intricately patterned.

Wen Liyan was well-versed in literature, but when he saw the words above, his face turned pale.

One hundred thousand taels.

The scale of the money shops in the capital is much larger than that of the small Pingshan County, but it is rare for ordinary people to see a silver note worth 100,000 taels.

Xie Huaiming flipped through it hastily, and Wen Liyan roughly calculated in his mind that the total amount of silver bills of all sizes in this book was about two or three hundred thousand taels, and the eldest daughter of the Xie family was carrying it around the streets.

Wen Lixing, the second son of the Wen family, is not as handsome as his mother's brother, but his personality is most like the unconventional Meng Qinghui.

He was almost two years younger than Ming'er. He loved riding and archery the most, but he didn't like studying and couldn't read much, so he had no idea how much silver it was. Seeing his brother standing there with a pale face and silent, he resolutely stepped forward to prevent the eldest daughter of the Xie family from looking down on his family.

"Come on, let's go play archery!"

At the archery range, he pulled up his small bow, put on the bamboo arrow, and with a "whoosh", he shot it at the target.

Although this small bow and bamboo arrow is a child's toy, it is much more accurate than Xiao Huailang's.

The crowd watching on the side applauded and cheered, and Ming'er also clapped twice with a smile.

Just then, she saw a servant of the Wen family leading a little red horse. She picked up a small bow and bamboo arrow, jumped on the horse, and circled around the archery range without stopping the horse, drawing the bow and shooting arrows.

With a "whoosh", it hit the bull's eye.

He is heroic and full of spirit.

Seeing her smiling and getting off the horse, Wen Jia Erlang felt ashamed of himself and his face turned red.

"How...how did you learn this?"

The eldest daughter of the Xie family threw away the small bow and bamboo arrow and immediately took a clean handkerchief to wipe her hands.

"Well, my father taught me how to ride a horse, and I learned archery from my uncle. It's not difficult, so what's the value?"

She turned around to look at the Xie family's little red horse and sighed.

"Your horse is red, and with a red brocade saddle, the color is a bit dull. For example, my pearl horse is pure white, without a single spot of color. It needs a pure gold saddle to make the color bright!"

Wen Lixing was almost crying, this was his proudest little red horse.

After saying that, Ming'er smiled and patted Wen Jia Erlang's shoulder to comfort him.

"It's okay, brother. Next time I'll give you the emerald-inlaid saddle at home. The emerald green looks great with the little red horse!"

Xie Huailang was used to it and thought what his sister said was right, so he smiled and nodded in agreement.

The two brothers of the Wen family stood there in a daze for a long time. From then on, whenever they looked at their childhood sweetheart of the Xie family, they always felt that she was glowing all over.

Well, it's the light of gold.