Even if Yuwen Sheng possessed the "Four Symbols Army," what good would it do? Would he know how to maximize the army's capabilities? Would he be skilled in troop deployment?
After a moment's consideration, Zheng Quchi realized that one of the three matters was far away in Shengjing and needed to be resolved, while the other still had a month to go. Therefore, she decided to deal with the matter at hand first.
“In that case, let’s deal with the Yuwen family’s affairs first. Who are these people who came to deliver the message?” Zheng Quchi asked.
Wang Zebang said, "They are the old clan chief's cousins, Yuwen Ze and Yuwen Hao."
"Lieutenant Wang, tell me in detail, which aspects of the General's Mansion do the old clan chief and the others have the authority to interfere in?"
"The clan chief is generally responsible for transmitting clan precepts and rules, enforcing and supervising various regulations, acting as a notary for clan members' division of property, establishment of heirs, and inheritance of property, presiding over clan sacrificial activities, and resolving any dishonorable or improper behavior by any family. In addition, the clan chief is responsible for disputes between the clan and other clans, as well as all other matters involving the interests of the clan."
Wang Zebang knew that the general's wife came from a farming family and was unaware of the intricacies of large families, so he explained things in great detail, leaving no aspect unmentioned.
"Is that so? Then are the clan rules and will of the old patriarchs above everything else, above all status and power?" she asked again.
Wang Zebang paused for a moment, as if pondering the meaning of his wife's words: "Not really... The monarch is the supreme ruler of Ye, and everything else will give way to royal power."
Zheng Quchi nodded, indicating that she understood. She then asked, "Where are Yuwen Hao and Yuwen Ze now?"
"They are waiting in the camp to see the lady. They said that if the lady continues to refuse to meet, then everything will be handled according to the clan rules, and there is no need to notify her again."
Zheng Quchi glanced at the sky outside the window and estimated the time: "Alright, wait for me to freshen up, and then we will set off back to the camp immediately."
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Just as Zheng Quchi finished speaking, Brother Sang pushed open the door and entered, carrying a steaming bowl of traditional Chinese medicine. He said with a serious expression, "Your injuries haven't healed yet. Where are you going?"
Zheng Quchi glanced at Wei Yao and the other two, signaling them to go out first.
The three of them nodded, said goodbye to Brother Sang, and then stepped out of the room.
After everyone left, Zheng Quchi smiled at Brother Sang and said, "Brother, I'm fine. The injury isn't serious. As long as I'm careful and don't aggravate the painful area, it'll be alright."
The arrow got stuck right in my shoulder blade. The injury wasn't serious or deep, but it was frightening because the bleeding wasn't stopped in time.
This is why she was in a coma for many days, which is also related to her mental trauma and her unwillingness to wake up.
Brother Sang put the medicine bowl aside and sat on the edge of the bed, asking seriously, "Chizi, what exactly do they want you to do while you're injured?"
Zheng Quchi said, "Brother, after I've dealt with all of this, I'll tell you everything in detail. But for now, please let me go, okay?"
Looking into her pleading eyes, Brother Sang noticed that she hadn't been in much spirits for the past two days. However, he knew that his daughter, Chizi, was not the type to give up after suffering a major setback.
Perhaps letting her do something she wants to do, letting her go out and relax, and letting her be distracted by other things might help her recover faster.
"Do we really have to go? Can't we wait a little longer?" he asked, his Adam's apple bobbing, almost helplessly.
Zheng Quchi looked directly at him and said without hesitation, "I have to go, I can't wait."
Upon hearing this, Brother Sang let out a long sigh.
“You know, as long as you insist on doing something, your older brother can never do anything about it, but you must take care of your health…” He then turned his head and shouted at the three people outside the door, “I’m entrusting my sister to you. Can you guarantee that you will take good care of her this time and not let her get hurt again?”
The three outside hadn't gone far. Hearing Brother Sang's shout from inside the room, they immediately responded solemnly, "We three swear on our lives that as long as we live, we will protect Engineer Zheng."
Zheng Quchi looked at Brother Sang's cold, hard profile. His whole body tensed up, enduring the tension. Despite his reluctance and worry, he desperately forced himself to let go...
Perhaps he had already guessed something, but since she didn't say anything, he chose to respect her wishes, not press her, not ask, and not put her in a difficult position.
"Brother, thank you..."
Zheng Quchi gently rested her head on his back, her nose tingling and her eyes throbbing.
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After drinking the Chinese medicine, Zheng Quchi tried to get up. She moved very carefully, and in order to avoid aggravating the wound on her left back, she could only use her right hand to replace all the movements of her left arm.
She rummaged through the trunk and found a beautiful dress, which she then took out.
These were gifts from Yuwen Sheng. She always considered herself a craftswoman, so she would never deliberately wear such luxurious but fragile dresses.
But things are different now. As Yuwen Sheng's wife, she is to become the matriarch of the General's Mansion, so she naturally needs to pay attention to her image in front of everyone.
After carefully changing into a brocade dress with multiple layers of fabric, she took out a set of rouge and face powder that had been gathering dust for a long time.
Just by looking at the exquisitely embossed packaging box, you can tell this set is extremely expensive.
She still remembered how she used to go to the kitchen to get flour and smear it on her face because she was reluctant to spend money, just to annoy Yuwen Sheng. Her ridiculous and funny appearance made Yuwen Sheng unable to bear to look at her.
He probably misunderstood that she, like other women, loved beauty and liked to dress up. Later, he bought this set of clothes without knowing when, and secretly placed it on the dressing table and gave it to her.
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