Chapter 5



"Master," Chun Su was a little curious, "Why are you suddenly interested in the Seventh Young Master?"

In the past, Qin Peng didn't care about anyone, as if he could live a peaceful life. Wei Yan made Qin Peng even more afraid. When facing this brother-in-law, Qin Peng usually avoided him. Now that Qin Peng suddenly asked about Wei Yan, Chun Su couldn't help but be a little surprised.

"Now I have to rely on him for help."

Qin Peng explained: "Of course I need to learn more about it."

Chun Su laughed when she heard this, and looked a little embarrassed: "Seventh Young Master... I don't know much, probably just like the other girls in Xuanjing..."

Chunsu then started talking about Wei Yan.

At the age of twelve, he followed his family to the battlefield. At the age of fourteen, all the men in the Wei family died on the front line. He was the only one who survived because he was too young to participate in the siege. At that time, everyone thought that the Wei family was going to collapse. Except for Qin Peng, the other five sisters-in-law of the Wei family remarried. The Wei family was deserted and sparsely populated. Only the old lady Wei was left to support the Wei family. As for Qin Peng's role, it can be ignored.

Who would have known that this 14-year-old boy would become a god-of-war on the battlefield after leading his troops back to the battlefield. He made the enemy on the southern border almost terrified and he became the patron saint of the southern front of Qi State.

He was promoted all the way to the first-rank general of Zhennan, commanding an army of 300,000. As a result, the status of the Wei Mansion in Xuanjing also rose. Because Wei Yan had no wife, all the rewards were given to Qin Peng and Old Lady Wei. Qin Peng now has so much fiefdom, real estate, jewelry, and silver in her name that she herself doesn't even know how much it is.

Now ten years have passed, Wei Yan is already 24 years old. Many families have their eyes on this golden bachelor, waiting for him to get married. However, Wei Yan has been staying at the border and has not returned. In his words, if the country is not established, the family cannot be established.

"However, everyone says that this time the Seventh Young Master is coming back to get married."

As Chun Su spoke, she didn't know why her face turned red. Qin Peng looked at her curiously, pretending not to understand the blush on Chun Su's face: "Where did you get the news from?"

"Because the Baihui tribe surrendered, the southern border is now stable. If the Seventh Young Master still stays at the border with so many soldiers, the court will probably not be very happy. So the Seventh Young Master should return to Xuanjing."

"Now that the war is over, according to the promise made by the Seventh Young Master, he must arrange a marriage."

Chun Su looked at Qin Peng cautiously. Qin Peng was holding a heater in his hands. Seeing Chun Su's slightly expectant look, he couldn't help but chuckled: "What's that look? Do you think I will give you to Wei Yan as a concubine?"

"Master, please stop joking!"

Chun Su hurriedly asked, "Why would the Seventh Young Master be interested in me?"

"Oh?" Qin Peng's eyes flickered, and he seemed to be smiling: "Do you really mean that?"

"Master..." Chun Su sighed, "I'm afraid all the unmarried girls in Xuanjing have the same idea. But I know my status. The Seventh Young Master is like a cloud in the sky. I dare not have any delusions. I just want to serve you until the end of your life."

Qin Peng touched the heater in his hand and did not dwell on Yu Chunsu's feelings for Wei Yan. It was common for young girls to be in love. Even though Qin Shuhuai was a hostage, noble ladies, maids and prostitutes all flocked to him like moths to a flame, hoping to have a quickie.

There was even a song in Yanjing that year that sang about Qin Shuhuai:

In the north Yan there is Nan Lang,

There are sixty rows of square streets.

His body is like a standing bamboo, and his eyes are like the shining moon.

I wish I could think of you day and night, and I can't blame you for being melancholy.

I wish I could have a thousand husks of pearls and ten miles of red makeup in exchange for a moment of spring breeze and love.

I can’t help but murmur, Qin Lang, Qin Lang.

At that time, Qin Peng always thought this ballad was very interesting and often sang it in front of Qin Shuhuai.

Qin Shuhuai was a shy person back then, so his face would turn red when she sang like that. He would pretend not to hear and just stare at the book.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he pushed her onto the bed, pressed her down and said with a red face, "If you sing again, I will make you call me Qin Lang even without thousands of pearls and ten li of red makeup."

Qin Shuhuai was so poor back then, but he was able to attract so many girls with just his face, let alone Wei Yan today?

Qin Peng would find it abnormal if Chun Su had no feelings for Wei Yan, a man with face, money and talent.

Qin Peng asked Chunsu about other things about Wei Yan, and combined them with the image of Wei Yan in his own mind, and only then did he allow Chunsu to knock on the door and enter the Wei Mansion.

The person who opened the door was a servant. When he saw Qin Peng, he hurriedly called the housekeeper Wei Chun over.

Qin Peng seldom came back, so Wei Chun hurried over from the backyard and said anxiously, "Madam."

Although Qin Peng is the youngest among all the women who married into the Wei family, Wei Yang is the eldest son, so everyone calls Qin Peng the eldest lady.

Qin Peng nodded and said to Wei Chun, "I'm here to find my mother."

When Wei Chun heard what Qin Peng said, he couldn't help but look up. This lady was obviously different from when she left the Wei family and went to Huguo Temple. But Wei Chun didn't dare to say much. He nodded and said, "The old lady is recuperating in the bedroom. Please come in."

As he spoke, Wei Chun led the way and took Qin Peng inside. As soon as Qin Peng entered the backyard, he saw a row of little kids at the corner of the wall. The oldest of those kids was no more than twelve years old. They were all wearing neat Hu clothing, and it seemed that they had just returned from the martial arts training ground, with sand on their bodies.

There were five children in total, who poked their heads out to secretly observe her. Qin Peng pretended not to see them and went to Madam Wei's bedroom with the housekeeper.

As soon as I reached the door, I smelled a strong smell of medicine from the bedroom. Madam Wei was coughing rapidly, and a maid screamed in shock: "Madam, you are vomiting blood!"

Qin Peng heard this and strode in. She saw Madam Wei lying on the bed, spitting blood into the basin. She turned around and said, "Hurry up and call the doctor! Where is the medicine? Doesn't the doctor have some emergency medicine?"

As he spoke, Qin Peng helped Madam Wei up and leaned her against himself so that she could spit out blood and breathe more easily.

Madam Wei didn't have much health left. After a while, she came back and saw that it was Qin Peng. Madam Wei said with some emotion: "It's the eldest brother's wife who is back..."

"Mother," Qin Peng stopped talking to Madam Wei about Wei Yan. He helped Madam Wei lie down, raised his hand and used a wet towel to clean her face. He said helplessly, "You are so seriously ill, why didn't you tell me?"

"It's not a big deal..."

Madam Wei said weakly, "You have never been a troublemaker... I can still hold on for a while."

Qin Peng pursed his lips and looked at Madam Wei's appearance, feeling a little reluctant.

The Wei family now has a bunch of children and only old lady Wei. Her original body was a person who didn't care about anything. Even if the old lady was seriously ill, what else could they do except to hold on?

Qin Peng sighed, held Madam Wei's hand and said, "Mother, you should have a good rest. I am back this time and I will not leave. I will take care of everything."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wei opened her eyes in a trance. Her cloudy eyes were filled with relief. She looked at Qin Peng and said with emotion, "You've grown up..."

Qin Peng pursed his lips and asked, "Does my uncle know about this?"

"No..." Mrs. Wei shook her head: "I don't want him to worry. But... ask him to come back."

Madam Wei understood everything: "Now that the sixteenth prince has ascended the throne, Qin Shuhuai has always been powerful. What will you do if A Yan doesn't come back?"

After hearing what Madam Wei said, Qin Peng didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a little sad.

This bitterness was probably the emotion left by the original body, which made Qin Peng a little uncomfortable, but she could understand it after thinking about it. Her mother couldn't help her at all, but her mother-in-law was thinking about how difficult it was for her. Qin Peng's eyes were red, and the people around her showed an expression of "here we go again".

Madam Wei's face also froze. She held Qin Peng's hand and said, "Don't cry! You finally have the chance to grow up. Don't cry anymore, my eldest daughter-in-law!"

Qin Peng: “…”

The old lady held back her tears.

Seeing that Qin Peng stopped crying, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and Qin Peng also roughly knew what style this Wei Mansion was like.

She sighed and said to Madam Wei, "Thank you for your understanding, mother. I will go and deliver the letter to my uncle now."

Mrs. Wei nodded, obviously tired.

Qin Peng tidied up the quilt for her, stood up, and took a few steps. Qin Peng suddenly thought of the row of little kids: "Mother, let me raise those children for a while, okay?"

With so many children, Mrs. Wei probably really doesn't have the energy to take care of them.

In fact, before Qin Ming ascended the throne, Qin Peng estimated that he would not have much to do, so Qin Peng thought that if he could borrow Wei Yan's power, he would help.

Madam Wei nodded, and Qin Peng walked out.

She went to the study next door, recalled her original handwriting, wrote a letter to Madam Wei about her serious illness, and sent it to her. At the end, she explained the situation in Xuanjing, so that as long as Wei Yan had a little brain, he would know what he was going to do in Xuanjing this time.

If he doesn't know, with this kind of brain... Qin Peng thinks she should turn to the light as soon as possible and find a new backer.

After the letter was written, it was sent through the fastest channel, posting it by pigeon.

The border was long and remote, and even if it was delivered by pigeon, it would take two days. Qin Peng thought that it would take about four days for her to receive a reply. However, she never expected that the next day, she received a letter from Wei Yan.

Qin Peng was a little surprised when he received the letter, and asked Qiu Su, who was delivering the letter, "So fast?"

"Yes." Qiu Su was a little surprised: "I don't know how this pigeon can fly so fast. I heard from the recipient that in the past, letters sent to the south would take at least two days and one night..."

Qin Peng didn't say anything. She felt something was wrong and quickly opened the letter.

Sure enough, I saw the words written on it:

Mother, please rest and recuperate. She will arrive in eight days.

The signature time was actually three days ago!

Three days ago, Qin Peng was still in the palace. It was only the third day after the coup, but Wei Yan had already received the letter. Not only did he ask him to come back, he also told him that the old lady Wei was seriously ill? !

Who asked him to come back? Why did he come back?

Qin Peng held the letter in his hand, and Chun Su's words from a few days ago suddenly flashed through his mind.

The Baihui tribe surrendered, and the southern border is now stable. If the Seventh Prince still stays at the border with so many soldiers, the court will probably not be very happy. So the Seventh Prince should return to Xuanjing...

The Baihui tribe surrendered, the young emperor ascended the throne, and a general who was only a threat and no longer had any effect...

Qin Peng closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, turned around and said, "Quickly bring me paper and pen!"


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