Chapter 205 Pei Shizhang is forever missing a mouth
Qin Lang and Wen Qingheng parted ways that day, and the two of them decided to go look for someone.
But Wen Qingheng walked halfway and thought about his status. No matter who Nianxi chose in the future, he was always the elder brother-in-law, so he changed direction and went home.
But Qin Lang went straight to the prime minister's residence.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave him a large house with six courtyards, right next to the imperial palace, which shows how much the future monarch of this empire loves the times.
Even Qin Lang himself was honored.
Pei Jian was busy in the study.
A large rosewood desk was covered with books and various topographical maps.
"What are you busy with?"
Are all prime ministers so diligent?
Pei Jian buried his head and did not look up. A voice came from behind the desk, "Looking at the topographical maps of the countries in the Western Regions."
"So what?" Qin Lang asked curiously.
"As long as our dynasty can open up the Western Regions, we can coordinate with them geographically to suppress Northern Liang. At the same time, we can open up trade routes and promote trade. The nomadic people of Northern Liang lack salt and iron, but they have excellent horse breeds. The two dynasties can communicate with each other. Instead of fighting year after year, it is better to stop the war."
This was Pei Jian's plan in his previous life.
His old friend was far away in the north, and he couldn't ask him to really be unable to return to Beijing for the rest of his life.
But he died suddenly at that time and was unable to go. Now that he has started again, it is quite efficient.
Qin Lang didn't understand everything, but he got the general meaning, so he walked around the table, approached Pei Jian, bent down, and moved his face closer to take a look.
His face suddenly came close to him. Pei Jian couldn't stand it, so he immediately took two steps back and frowned, asking unhappily, "What are you doing?"
Qin Lang's face was full of piety. "I just want to see which god has come down to earth with such a compassionate heart. Why, do you want to take over the job you just resigned from as well?"
He talked about Beiliang and trade, and it all came down to the things happening in the northern border.
Is it not enough for him to bring Gu Ci back? He also wants to take over the responsibility of guarding the northern border for Gu Ci?
Qin Lang was just joking at first, but when he thought of this, his expression suddenly froze.
No way?!
This Jing Chao’s surname isn’t Pei.
Having overthrown Prince Jing, who was at the height of his power, and recalled the generals guarding the border to the capital, does he still want to make trouble?
What a terrifying time these days were.
It's so easy to feel at peace.
"You spend all day studying these things, and you don't even bother to visit your sister. How come you are so complacent after being promoted to Prime Minister that you treat emotions like dirt?"
"What will happen if I appear in front of her?"
After hearing Nian Xi's words, Pei Jian said, "My feelings have not changed."
His handsome face was covered with a layer of frost, and he spoke in a low voice, both to Qin Lang and to himself, "I never want to do anything to make her unhappy again."
Pei Jian is a proud man, but he also has a calm toughness in his bones, so he can say these words calmly, not to be pessimistic, but to state the facts.
Qin Lang smiled, "In fact, this time, Prince Jing is plotting a rebellion, there are other ways, right? You have planned it all, and you are sure that Gu Ci can return to the capital."
He asked, "Why do you want to do this? If you love her so much, wait for three to five years. Even if you can't come back, she will let it go."
People's hearts are always biased.
Qin Lang and Gu Ci are also good friends, but no one else knows what Pei Jian has done and how much he has done. Not even his sister knows, but he knows how difficult each step is.
Pei Jian looked up out the window. The sunlight was blinding, the ground was engulfed in heat waves, the air was twisted and rippling, and the chirping of cicadas and birds seemed to have stopped. It had been more than a year since he was reborn.
When he was just reborn, he wanted to rob rudely, but now, he has become soft-hearted.
Nian Xi always said that she wanted to live happily in this life.
He knew that she didn't want to have any regrets.
But who really has no regrets at all?
"If she wants to come back, I'll always be here, so she won't have any regrets if she quits and comes back."
Pei Jian's eyes were deep and intense, but his voice was as cold as ever. "If she still can't let go of Gu Ci, that's good too. She doesn't have to wait any longer. Happiness is right beside her."
This is the gift he gave to Nianxi.
Whatever she chooses, it's good.
His voice is calm and his back is tall and broad, like pine and cypress in spring, and he is still so young.
Qin Lang suddenly felt sad.
He still remembered the first time he met Pei Jian. At that time, he was handsome and outstanding, without a trace of worldly affairs. He was as cold and aloof as a golden god enshrined in a tall palace.
Now Pei Jian has finally been immersed in the world of red dust, but he is like the sad cold rain falling through the gauze window in late autumn and the endless wind blowing in the wilderness.
He suddenly wanted to ask his sister to come and take a look to find out what this man's intentions were.
But I can’t.
Pei Shizhang will never speak for himself. He will never say what he did. No one taught him. He grew up alone. Pei Shizhang is naturally cold. He needs company more than anyone else.
Qin Lang swallowed all his worries, walked over and put his arm around Pei Yan's shoulders, "I'm going to hold on to your thigh tightly."
Pei Jian was not used to being so close to others and wanted to shake him off, but Qin Lang held on to him tightly and refused to let go.
Forget it, his leg injury hasn’t healed yet.
"Shi Zhang, I heard that Pan Lou has just launched a new dish called honey-roasted pigeons. Let's go have a drink later..."