“Now Deputy General He is already on guard against Pang Da. Next, we will sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight. Once his true colors are revealed, Pang Da will not go far.”
Qiao Lian'er picked up a pastry and chewed it slowly, in a good mood.
"It's getting late, why don't you come to my house for dinner?" she invited.
Pei Shijiu raised an eyebrow: "Sure, it's the same whether we eat at your house or mine."
Qiao Lian'er wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but even though the boy looked relaxed, she sensed a heavy aura emanating from him.
It seems like something unpleasant is weighing on my mind.
So she asked, "Second Young Master, is there anything I can do to help?"
“You can’t help with this,” Pei Shijiu said somewhat sullenly. “It’s mainly about my parents. Anyway, I can’t really talk to you about it.”
"Since it's a family matter, I won't ask," Qiao Lian'er said tactfully.
Pei Shijiu frowned slightly. In fact, last night, when he returned to the Pei Prince's residence, he subtly inquired about the opinions of Prince Pei and his wife.
“Father, Mother, my brother is steady, wise and resourceful. I will not compete with him for the family business in the future.”
“What are you saying? I’ve said it before, this Prince’s Mansion is half for you and half for your brother.” Prince Pei said seriously, “You are fifteen years old now, and you can start preparing to take on responsibilities. Your father knows that although you are a bit cynical, your intelligence is no less than your brother’s. With a few more years of training, you will definitely be able to support the Prince’s Mansion together with your brother.”
“I have no ambition, let alone any aspirations. I just want to find someone I love. Wherever she is, that’s where I am. For me, having someone I love by my side is the most important thing.”
“Nonsense, utter nonsense! Such a large family business is too much for your brother to handle alone. Only if you two brothers work together can the Pei Prince’s Mansion continue to prosper. Jiu’er, don’t let your father down.”
Princess Pei also came to persuade them.
“Jiu’er, in other noble families, there are many brothers who fight each other, leading to the decline and division of the family. You two brothers are friendly and respectful to each other, which is why your father and I made this decision. Although you are the second son, we will not be biased, and we will not let you suffer any grievances. You should just focus on improving yourself, learning how to manage the family business, and how to make a living in the capital.”
Seeing his parents' firm attitude, Pei Shijiu didn't know what to say.
He didn't want to upset his parents either. There would be plenty of time to persuade them in the future, so he decided to take things slowly.
However, he plans to entrust important matters to his elder brother in the future, thus establishing a hierarchical system.
Large swathes of lychees in the space were ripe, the branches heavy with fruit, their red scales encasing the round, festive fruit.
Qiao Lian'er vaguely sensed the emperor's intentions and decided to go into the palace first to present a batch of goods to the emperor.
At this moment, the emperor was reading a semi-formal history book. It recorded that several hundred years ago, in a certain land, the emperor of a certain country, in order to let his beloved concubine eat lychees from the distant south, wore out countless horses and killed countless soldiers, and only managed to obtain a few slightly fresh lychees from the south.
The manpower, material resources, and financial resources invested are incalculable. The calculation of transportation capacity and the planning of routes have exhausted countless low-ranking officials.
These people are nothing more than cannon fodder in history.
"These lychees are really that delicious, it's worth paying such a high price to get them." The emperor was somewhat tempted.
“But if I were to do that, disregarding human life for a bite to eat, how would history judge me?”
"Enough, enough. I'll just be a wise ruler. Of course, if anyone can let me have a bite of lychee, I'll give them whatever they want." The emperor sighed again.
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