Chapter 126 The boy is not worthy

When the men from Prince Yong's Mansion rushed into the Duke's Mansion, Qi Heng was reading the note that Minglan had passed to him. Listening to the sounds of weapons clashing and shouting from outside, Qi Heng calmly placed the note on the candle and lit it.

Buwei was watching anxiously, "Young Master, the people from Prince Yong's Mansion are about to break in!"

"Buwei, the servants and guards in our mansion can't stop the personal soldiers of Prince Yong's Mansion, you go and bring them over, don't fight anymore and increase unnecessary casualties."

"Young Master!"

"Go quickly!"

In the front yard, the guards of the Duke's Mansion were bravely guarding the gate, trying their best to block the force of Prince Yong's Mansion from forcing in, however, facing the sudden attack of elite soldiers, the guards of the Duke's Mansion were simply unable to resist, and several loyal servants and guards unfortunately became the souls under the sword of Prince Yong's personal soldiers, and their blood stained the bluestone road surface red.

This is the scene Buwei saw when he rushed over. Seeing this, Buwei's eyes were burning with anger. Looking at the well-prepared team, he knew that the young master was right. Continuing the confrontation would only cause more unnecessary sacrifices.

For the sake of the overall situation and to quell this unprovoked disaster as soon as possible, Buwei shouted to stop and asked all the guards of the Qi family to retreat. He tried his best to hide the anger on his face, stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "My young master, please ask a few generals to come in."

The leading general saw that Buwei understood and did not embarrass the others in the Duke's Mansion. He followed Buwei to Qi Heng's study. When

the group arrived in front of the study, Qi Heng opened the door and slowly walked out of the door. His figure appeared particularly tall and resolute in the interweaving of light and shadow.

The leading general looked the man up and down. Qi Heng's face showed no sadness or joy, but his eyes were firm, as if he had seen through the coming storm, but still chose to face it calmly, fearlessly.

The general stepped forward, clasped his hands, and said, "Young Master, please!"

Qi Heng glanced at him, with a faint smile on his lips. He slowly raised his hand, gently adjusted his clothes, and walked forward.

Buwei wanted to follow, but Qi Heng didn't look back, "Buwei won't stay for you!"

Buwei was worried about Qi Heng and wanted to follow him. Qi Heng's stern eyes swept over him, which was a look that Buwei had never seen on Qi Heng before. After a hesitation, the pedestrian had already walked away.

When Qi Heng walked through the front yard, the wounded and dead had been carried away. Looking at the blood on the ground, Qi Heng closed his eyes.

"Buwei, take good care of the wounded and deal with the affairs of the deceased."

Then he walked out of the mansion.

The general saw Qi Heng's action and said, "The young master is kind-hearted and should have left earlier. But since the young master cares so much about the servants in the mansion, he must care more about the Duke and the Princess!"

Qi Heng ignored the general and let him perform a one-man show.

When people arrived at Prince Yong's Mansion, they were taken directly to see Prince Yong and Princess Yong.

"I heard from your mother that you were sick these days, so you didn't come to my birthday banquet." Prince Yong looked dignified and spoke in a low voice.

As she spoke, she looked at Qi Heng's face carefully, "You look a little unwell. Are you really sick?"

Qi Heng did not answer, but bowed to Prince Yong and Princess Yong first, then said, "I caught a cold. Prince Yong's birthday banquet had many guests, and I was afraid that my illness would be unpleasant to the guests, so I did not come to the banquet."

Princess Yong did not say a word, but looked Qi Heng up and down. Seeing that he was polite, dignified, and handsome, she was immediately satisfied. No wonder her daughter liked him, he was indeed a rare talent.

"I'll call you Young Master Yuanruo. That's what your mother calls you!" Princess Yong said to Qi Heng with a smile on her face. The more she looked at this future son-in-law, the more she was satisfied. Then she turned to Prince Yong and said, "Your Highness, don't be so serious. I think Yuanruo is a good boy. If you have anything to say, just talk to him nicely. He will definitely understand you."

"Really?" Prince Yong asked Qi Heng.

Qi Heng bowed again, "Your Highness, please feel free to speak."

"Do you know why you were called here today?" "

It has been a while since the birthday banquet ended, and my father and mother have not returned home yet. I think the wine in Prince Yong's mansion is too fragrant and they got drunk, so Prince asked me to pick them up."

Prince Yong sneered and thought Qi Heng was interesting. He didn't believe that Qi Heng didn't know the intention of "inviting" him here, and he could even speak so eloquently. He was really a talent. Since his daughter liked him, if he knew what was interesting, he would be qualified to be his son-in-law.

"Your father and mother were drunk, not because of the mellow wine in my palace, but because there was a happy event and they were happy, so they drank a few more cups. Yuan Ruo, do you know what the happy event is?"

"Isn't the prince's birthday banquet a huge happy event!"

Qi Heng did not answer Prince Yong's question directly, but this subtle flattery really touched Prince Yong's heart, and Prince Yong laughed happily.

"My birthday banquet is one joy, but there is another joy. Your parents have discussed with me and the princess and have decided on your marriage with Jiacheng!"

Qi Heng's eyebrows jumped when he heard this, and he pretended to be very nervous, "The county lord is a princess, how can I be worthy of her?"

Perhaps Qi Heng's look as if he was hit by a pie from the sky pleased Prince Yong and Princess Yong. Prince Yong waved his hand and said, "If I say you are worthy, then you are worthy! Don't worry about it. Pick an auspicious day and bring people to propose marriage!"

Qi Heng still maintained the posture of bowing and never stood up, but his words were a little cold, "You are not worthy!"

Prince Yong looked at Qi Heng who was bowing his head and realized his dissatisfaction. Princess Yong's face also changed.

"You don't want to marry my daughter?" Princess Yong asked in a deep voice.

Qi Heng said the same thing again, "You're not worthy!"

Princess Yong heard it, that was unwillingness, she got angry, "Is it unworthy or unwillingness?"

"You're not worthy!"

"My daughter is beautiful and of noble status. It's a miracle for your ancestors to fall in love with you. How dare you refuse? I tell you the truth, whether you really think you're unworthy or unwilling, you have to marry my daughter!"

Qi Heng stood up, "Marriage requires mutual love to last. The princess and I are not familiar with each other, so I'm sorry that I can't obey your order! Besides, a forced melon is not sweet after all!"

"Most things in the world are arranged by parents and matchmakers, and the couple can still be harmonious after the marriage! Whether a forced melon is sweet or not, you have to force it to know!"

Qi Heng knew that the Yong family was domineering, but he underestimated how shameless they were.

Outside the door, the chief of Jiacheng County listened to Qi Heng's refusal thoroughly. Qi Heng, it doesn't matter if you don't like me yet, but you must belong to me! I will deal with all those who stand in our way! When there are no more obstacles between us, you will see my good side!

The Lord of Jiacheng County did not want to listen to Qi Heng's refusal to marry her, so she walked a little further away and asked the people dressed like bandits beside her, "When she comes out of the palace and walks to Yu Street, you guys take action! You have to torture her well, I don't want them to die too easily!"