[Chapter 133 Chapter 133 Becoming a Popular Person after Divorce (10)]
"Did Mr. Han make my little darling suffer?"
Zhang Wanqing hugged Yan Qing, with a cold brow and an aggressive look.
It seemed as if if she answered yes, she would immediately roll up her sleeves and go out to beat someone up.
You know, just now at the dinner table, she was calling him a good son-in-law, but now she just called him "Mr. Han".
Han Sheng, who was instructing his younger brother Yan on his homework, suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Yan Qing shook his head and blinked, tears falling from his eyes, and his rosy little face suddenly turned pale.
After a long while, she finally spoke when she was almost crying and choking: "Mom, my daughter had a nightmare."
Zhang Wanqing's nervous and anxious expression relaxed a little, and she patted her back gently: "It's not a big deal, you're crying like someone is dying."
As soon as she finished speaking, she spat a few times on the ground, "Look at my mouth, how can I say such unlucky words."
She hugged Yan Qing and sat on the edge of the bed. She slapped herself twice and quickly turned the Buddhist beads in her left hand in her sleeve.
"Tell me, what kind of nightmare scared my little darling like this?"
Yan Qing looked at her face carefully and leaned on her shoulder: "Mom, I dreamed that Dad and Big Brother both... "
She choked with sobs and was unable to speak. She immersed herself in the dream, enveloped in despair and sorrow, and her body trembled uncontrollably.
Zhang Wanqing's pupils dilated and she accidentally broke the Bodhi string on her wrist.
The scattered Buddhist beads rolling around on the ground were as panicked as her heart.
She hugged Yan Qing and moved her lips: "It's just a dream."
He repeated, "It's just a dream."
The one who was comforted was Yan Qing who was sobbing, as well as myself who was worried.
She didn't believe in Buddhism before, but after her husband and son went to the battlefield, she was so worried that she couldn't eat.
The unrealistic blessing of gods and Buddhas became her only hope.
It’s not that she hasn’t thought about letting them retire, but she can’t be so selfish.
They are not only her husband and son, but also the generals of the people and the patron saints of the country.
"Mom, was there a pear wood hairpin in the letter Dad sent you?"
Yan Qing looked at her steadily, and in her dazed look, he called out anxiously, "Mom, answer me quickly."
Zhang Wanqing seemed to be in a daze. She did not respond to her question, but squatted down to pick up the scattered Buddhist beads on the ground.
After picking up half of the beads, she threw them away as if waking up from a dream, ran to the dressing table, and took out a crudely carved wooden hairpin from the dressing table.
"Xiaoguai, is it, is it this one?" She shook her head, knowing that now was not the time to ask this.
The simple action of grabbing Yan Qing's arm seemed to drain all her strength. "Tell me what you dreamed about."
The pear wood hairpin in my hand, together with the letter, was delivered by the post messenger yesterday.
Qing'er couldn't possibly know.
"In the dream, my father and brother were ambushed in Xianhuang Valley. They waited for a long time for reinforcements to arrive, and finally their entire army was wiped out."
After Yan Qing uttered the last four words, Zhang Wanqing seemed to be unsteady on her feet, and she held up her body with her hands under her armpits so that she did not fall down.
It was a short distance from the dressing table to the bed, but Zhang Wanqing seemed to have suddenly lost her ability to walk, and had to rely on Yan Qing for support.
She breathed in and out forcefully, coming out of her trance: "The reinforcements haven't arrived yet, what a relief!"
"This is Lao Yan's loyal lord!"
Even though she is a woman living in a secluded house, she also understands the principle of "when the rabbit is dead, the dog is abandoned".
No matter how loyal and brave the general's family is, they cannot withstand the emperor's suspicion.
Yan Qing hugged her arms and told her the story of how the original owner fell into the water and was heroically rescued by the Emperor Chen Yanshu and welcomed into the harem.
"Mother, my daughter's fate has been changed, and the endings of my father and elder brother may also be rewritten."
She said seriously, "We still have one year. This may be God's favor to the Yan family."
Since she wanted to overturn this day, she had to give her family a heads-up in advance.
It's simply not feasible to follow the path of the upright and loyal general father.
She could only save the country in a roundabout way and start with A Niang.
After all, mother is the backbone of this family.
The tears in Zhang Wanqing's eyes stopped, and she regained her composure. She looked at Yan Qing with a complicated expression: "Xiao Han is your lucky star, you have to treat her well."
"Mom~" Yan Qing said shyly.
Zhang Wanqing looked much more relaxed when she saw her like this.
Thinking of something, she took out a token from the secret compartment at the head of the bed and handed it to Yan Qing.
"Your father was a warrior who only knew how to fight. I used my dowry to buy a few shops because I was worried that he would run out of money."
She exhaled a breath of foul air and continued, "The only businesses that are doing well now are a grain store, a wine shop, and Wantong Bank."
Yan Qing felt that his mother might have some misunderstanding about "business is doing okay".
Wantong Money House is the largest money house in the capital.
She put the sign in her mouth and bit it: "Mom, am I dreaming?"
Zhang Wanqing rubbed her face, knowing full well that she was just playing dumb to amuse herself.
He smiled and said, "Your eyes are about to pop out."
"Mother is mighty and powerful." Yan Qing grinned.
The heavy atmosphere was instantly swept away.
Zhang Wanqing added: "Before you were born, your mother asked your father to pick out ten orphans to raise outside and trained ten secret guards for you."
Yan Qing learned from her words that two of the secret guards had already infiltrated the Left Prime Minister's Mansion.
An Yi was the groom who brought her and Han Sheng back today.
And An Er worked as a servant in the mansion.
The other eight were kept in a farm on the outskirts of the city, disguised as tenant farmers.
She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that if parents really love their children, they will plan long-term for them.
"My mother is the best in the world." She snuggled in Zhang Wanqing's arms, rubbing against her like a cat.
After a moment, she said seriously, "Mom, please don't think about leaving Beijing without permission. We can't alert the enemy yet."
Zhang Wanqing touched her nose guiltily: "Who, who said that my mother was leaving Beijing."
"Mother, you just need to do everything as usual, drink tea, attend banquets, and get in touch with the ladies of the various mansions." Yan Qing said in a very serious tone, "This important task of confusing the public is now left to you, mother."
Zhang Wanqing: "Little sweetie, I..."
She wanted to refuse, but she knew her daughter was right.
"Don't worry, mother. I will arrange for someone to send a letter to my brother, telling him to beware of some people with bad intentions." Yan Qing opened her red lips slightly, "As long as we don't act rashly, father and brother will be safe."
If you plan ahead, you will succeed; if you don't, you will fail.
Only by making good preparations can you avoid being passive.
What's more, she has not met Chen Yanshu and Luo Mingyan yet, and she doesn't know what Luo Mingyan's current situation is.
We must not act too hastily.
And if mother can do a good job in lady diplomacy, there might be unexpected gains.
Yan Qing hid the token and came out of his mother's room. It was already getting dark outside.
When she and Han Sheng returned home, there was only one room prepared for the two of them.
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