Chapter 89 The Annual Bad Mood
After instructing Tao Da and the others to stay away from Xue Han, Qiu Heng returned to the Yongqing Marquis's residence, only to hear that Third Master Qiu had been scolded by the Yongqing Marquis.
Qiu Heng walked over to Master Qiu San's place.
"Heng'er is here." Upon seeing Qiu Heng, Master Qiu beamed with joy, showing no signs of having just been scolded.
"I heard that Grandfather was angry with you." Qiu Heng placed the snacks she had brought on the table.
Although they hadn't spent many years together, she could feel her biological father's love for her, and she wasn't the type to ignore other people's kindness.
In addition, she was also curious about why Yongqingbo had spoken out, so that she could talk to him about it later.
Master Qiu was deeply moved and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "It's nothing, it's just a few words of scolding, Heng'er, don't worry."
Did you upset your grandfather?
Master Qiu thought to himself that he shouldn't provoke him; the old man was unhappy to see him and thought he was useless. But he couldn't say this to his daughter, otherwise he, as her father, would lose face.
“Sigh, your grandfather is prone to getting angry around this time of year, so Heng’er, you should stay away from him.”
"why is that?"
"It's not September anymore; the annual autumn hunt is about to begin. At that time, all the imperial relatives, nobles, civil and military officials—those with any standing—will accompany His Majesty to the Dingbei hunting grounds..."
"No grandfather?" Qiu Heng asked directly.
“Of course not!” Master Qiu clapped his hands, not bothering to cover up for his father. “There are countless nobles in the capital, it’s not our Yongqing Earl’s Mansion that has a chance.”
“Then our Earl’s mansion is really bad.”
"Yes!" Master Qiu agreed wholeheartedly, then cautioned his daughter, "Don't say that in front of your grandfather. His greatest wish is to pass on the title, and ideally, for his descendants to hold positions with real power..."
My father just wants too much. Wouldn't it be better to have a couple of drinks instead of daydreaming?
"In short, your grandfather is always in a bad mood around this time of year and is prone to losing his temper."
"Oh, I see. Daughter, I understand."
Not wanting the conversation to continue about his elderly father, Master Qiu asked Qiu Heng with a smile, "What kind of snacks did Heng'er bring for her father?"
"It's osmanthus cake."
"Heng'er is so thoughtful; it's the perfect time to eat osmanthus cake."
"Fangzhou said he'll make crab roe pastries when he gets back, and I'll bring them over for you to try."
"Yes, yes, yes, your father loves to eat it."
After leaving Master Qiu's place, Qiu Heng inquired about the location and went to Qiansong Hall.
Yongqingbo sat in the hall, drinking tea with a sullen face.
The old lady was also drinking tea. She took a sip, glanced at Yongqingbo, and felt annoyed.
They do this every year, don't they get tired of it?
In her early years, the old lady was once passionately devoted to the Earl of Yongqing, but as time went by and she experienced more, her feelings faded.
She didn't get to see the glory of her future generations, and probably won't live to see it, but she did see the suffering her grandchildren were enduring because of her husband's obsession.
This stubborn old man is making life difficult for his children because of an uncertain future.
"Old Master, Old Madam, the Sixth Miss has arrived."
"Let her in," said Yongqingbo immediately.
The old lady silently put down her teacup.
The old man acts strangely whenever he sees his sixth daughter. Look at how anxious he is; does he act like a grandfather at all?
"Grandpa, grandma."
Looking at her granddaughter bowing gracefully, the old lady asked reservedly, "Heng'er, what brings you here?"
"I'm bringing some freshly made pastries to Grandmother," Qiu Heng said, glancing at Uncle Yongqing. "I didn't expect Grandfather to be here too. I was just looking for you."
"What do you want with your grandfather?" Uncle Yongqing asked seriously, not even realizing that he had changed from his previous dejected state to a more energetic one.
The old lady also waited curiously.
"I heard that every year at this time, His Majesty takes his officials and nobles on an autumn hunt."
The Earl of Yongqing's face darkened.
The old lady also twitched her cheek, thinking to herself that this girl really knew how to bring up the most sensitive topics.
"Grandfather, is that true?"
"Yes," Yongqingbo forced out a single word.
Qiu Heng's eyes sparkled: "Grandfather, I want to go too."
"Pfft—" The old lady spat out a mouthful of tea and hurriedly wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.
That brat is always saying something outrageous; is she trying to choke her to death?
The Earl of Yongqing was also stunned.
Did he hear wrong? He can't go, and this girl comes along saying she'll take him with her?
"Grandfather, is it not allowed?"
Where did you hear that from?
"My granddaughter overheard it by chance when she went to the palace. I thought it must be interesting with so many people going."
The veins on Yongqingbo's forehead throbbed.
He also found it interesting, but he wondered what the point was!
Seeing that the Earl of Yongqing was in an awkward position, the old lady coughed and said, "Heng'er, we won't go to the Earl's residence."
Qiu Heng was taken aback: "Not participating?"
The old lady nodded: "Yes, I won't participate."
Qiu Heng looked at Yongqing Bo in surprise: "Grandfather doesn't like this kind of liveliness?"
Uncle Yongqing took a deep breath.
Don't be angry, don't be angry. In the eyes of this country girl, the Earl's Mansion is already very impressive. She doesn't know the hardships behind it.
The old lady thought that the Earl of Yongqing was about to get angry, but to her surprise, he patiently explained: "It's not that Grandfather doesn't like it, it's just that there are limited spots for accompanying the emperor on the autumn hunt, and our Earl's family is not on the list."
"I see." Qiu Heng looked disappointed. "I thought Grandfather didn't want his granddaughter to go with him."
“Grandfather is delighted that you all broaden your horizons.” Uncle Yongqing felt a pang of sadness and stood up. “Keep your grandmother company.”
I really can't stay here any longer.
As soon as the Earl of Yongqing left, the old lady reached out and poked Qiuheng's forehead with her finger: "If you have too much free time, you should read more books and do some embroidery. Don't always think about these trivial things."
It's strange, though. The old man didn't react at all after Liu Yatou said so many hurtful things.
In that instant, the old lady had an idea: black dog blood was not a good idea to try, so perhaps she could buy two black donkey hooves, give one to the old man and the other to the sixth girl, and see who was the problem.
"My granddaughter doesn't know how to embroider."
The old lady raised an eyebrow.
If you don't know how to embroider, you can keep quiet. What kind of young lady would speak such a blunt truth?
"Even reading doesn't work. Although I know a few words, I feel sleepy whenever I try to read."
The old lady suddenly felt that the Earl of Yongqing should come back and let her leave.
“Grandmother, I would like to visit the Prince Kang’s residence tomorrow.”
For such a formal occasion, the old lady's approval was required.
What are you going to the Prince Kang's residence for?
“After all, she has a godmother, and if she never visits, people will think that her granddaughter is being disrespectful. Just like Grandmother said, I've been free lately anyway.”
The old lady: "..."
So that's how she used her words.
"grandmother?"
The old lady thought for a moment and did not refuse: "Go alone, and remember not to say whatever comes to mind."
Now that they've recognized each other as family, it's impossible for them not to keep in touch.
With the old lady's permission, the Yongqing Marquis's residence sent a visiting card first, and the next morning Qiuheng boarded a carriage and headed to the Kang Prince's residence.
Inside the Prince Kang's residence, Princess Kang burned incense and brewed tea, pondering the purpose of Qiu Heng's sudden visit.
As Yuan Chenghai's crimes became known to the world, her reputation as his adopted daughter worsened.
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