Tang Yi's expression returned to normal, and he stepped forward to stop Qiu Dafu:
"Qiu Dafu, I haven't even avenged myself for stealing your wife. What, are you jealous now that I'm here?"
Qiu Dafu: "..."
He bypassed Tang Yi and continued on his way.
"Qiu Dafu!" Tang Yi gritted his teeth, pointing a finger at Qiu Dafu's back.
"You'd better finish what you're saying!"
Qiu Dafu turned around.
"Lord Tang, good luck."
After he finished speaking, a smile appeared on his usually indifferent face.
Why is this Tang Yi always associated with Western Qin?
Tang Yi froze. "Qiu Dafu, what do you mean?"
What is he laughing at?
Was he mocking himself?
Tang Yi forcibly suppressed his displeasure and leaned against a tree trunk near the mountain, beginning to ponder.
At that moment, the two brothers, Qiu Dayu and Qiu Dazhi, returned to the village in an oxcart.
The two saw a carriage parked in front of the courtyard gate. Qiu Dayu knew without guessing that it must be Tang Yi who had arrived.
Qiu Dayu knew the truth, but Qiu Dazhi did not.
He stared at the carriage for a long time before finally following Qiu Dayu back to the courtyard.
Song Jiao thought Qiu Yan had returned. She glanced at the courtyard gate for a moment, then her gaze fell on Qiu Dayu outside the house.
She never expected to meet him at Xingyue Tower today.
Why is it so difficult for her to just see Qiu Yan?
Jiang Liu saw that her fourth and fifth uncles had returned home, ending her awkward conversation.
“Miss Song Jiao, please have a seat. I’ll go prepare some tea and snacks for my fourth and fifth uncles.”
"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry to have bothered you today. I'll take my leave now."
Song Jiao was bored, so she got up, said goodbye to Jiang Liu, and then bowed briefly with Qiu Dayu before leaving the courtyard.
Qiu Dazhi paid no attention to Song Jiao and went straight into the house to check on his nephew.
Qiu Dayu watched Song Jiao's figure disappear for a long time.
Who exactly is her brother?
"It's Qin Feng."
"Qin Feng?" Qiu Dayu almost jumped up when he heard this name.
He turned around and realized that it was his second brother replying to him.
"Second brother, why do you walk so quietly?"
In the blink of an eye, his attention fell on Song Jiao again.
"Qin Feng, Song Jiao... no, no..."
Suddenly, his eyes opened slightly.
"Second brother, do you think this Lord Tang could be Qin Feng's spy in Baiyang?"
“If that were the case, the general would have dealt with him long ago.” Qiu Dafu shook his head. He felt that although Tang Yi was sometimes absurd, his official conduct was not ridiculous.
...Inside Tang Yi's carriage on his return journey,
"Jiaojiao..."
"Hmm, what's wrong?"
Where do you live?
"Baiyang, my brother's home is my home."
"I mean, your old home."
"My original home is long gone."
"It's gone..." Tang Yi felt inexplicably dejected.
He initially thought that Jiaojiao was unwilling to talk about her tragic experiences.
But now he feels that Jiao Jiao is unwilling to open her heart to him.
He briefly recounted his conversation with Qiu Dafu to Song Jiao.
"Tell me, what exactly does Qiu Dafu mean by not letting us come to this village again?"
Song Jiao remained silent, her face turning pale.
Her first thought was that something had happened to her brother.
Tang Yi, too, fell into deep thought.
Why exactly is Qin Feng going to the battlefield? Could it be that...?
He...died on the battlefield, sacrificing his life for his country?
Tang Yi felt a chill run down his spine as he thought about this.
"Jiaojiao, you're not coming tomorrow, are you?"
"No, come."
By the time Qiu Yan began her return journey to the village, it was already late afternoon the following day.
She spent the whole day in Huaiyuan, and today she also visited Baiyang's wonton shop and Wangyoutang.
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