Chapter 177 Knocking Down the Qinghe Boy
They did not bring many men on this trip, which suggests that the King of Qin may indeed have ulterior motives.
The five thousand elite soldiers outside the city were no pushovers. Long before he set off, these men had already secretly infiltrated Ganzhou and laid an ambush.
The waiter led the people upstairs to set the table, and couldn't help but mutter to himself: What's going on today? All the guests are important people.
The man in the middle had a cold and stern expression, exuding an imposing aura. Just sitting there, his presence alone commanded respect and made people afraid to look him in the eye.
It was as if even glancing at him would be an offense. The young master beside him was extremely handsome, with a face as white as jade and a touch of femininity. The waiter had never seen such a beautiful child before.
Wu Yang glanced at the waiter indifferently, but dared not look at him any closer.
After arranging the dishes, he said awkwardly, "Please enjoy your meal, sir. These are all our restaurant's signature dishes. If you need anything else, just call me."
Seeing the man in the middle nod slightly, he quickly withdrew.
After closing the door, I was shocked to realize that my back was soaked with cold sweat; the aura was truly frightening.
He lowered his voice and instructed the waiter, "Keep your ears open. If someone calls from upstairs, go up right away, understand?"
The waiter patted his chest, clearly still shaken.
Pei Qinghe's eyes lit up as he looked at the food on the table, which he had never seen before. He said eagerly, "Father, I want to eat those soup dumplings..."
Pei Yanzhi chuckled and tapped his forehead, then picked up a soup dumpling and put it in his bowl. He then turned to Wu Yang beside him and said, "You sit down and eat with us."
"There's no need to be so formal when you're out in public."
Pei Qinghe's eyes sparkled, and he hurriedly called out, "Come quickly, Wu Yang!"
Wu Yang glanced at the young master and said with a slight smile, "Yes, my lord."
After eating for a while, Pei Qinghe suddenly pursed his lips, and Pei Yanzhi noticed that his expression was strange.
My heart sank, and I asked, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Startled, Wu Yang quickly put down his chopsticks and nervously looked at the young master.
Pei Qinghe looked down at the table full of dishes and said softly, "Father, I'm not feeling unwell, it's just that seeing so much delicious food makes me miss my mother."
With a "thud," the tea on the table was accidentally knocked over by Wu Yang. He trembled and knelt on one knee, saying, "This subordinate made a mistake and disturbed the lord's enjoyment."
Pei Yanzhi merely glanced at him and waved his hand, saying, "It's alright."
Wu Yang then got up and returned to the stool.
Pei Yanzhi held the child on his lap, looking at the flower-bud bun on the child's head, his eyes filled with an unfathomable light, "Why did you suddenly think of your mother?"
The child replied dejectedly, "Grandmother said that Mother died in childbirth when she gave birth to me... Father, is that true?"
This was the first time he had asked his father such a question, and Pei Yanzhi was also at a loss for words.
Are you going to tell him that his mother was heartless and never even looked at him after giving birth to him?
She abandoned you before you even finished your postpartum confinement period.
Wu Yang felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, his mouth agape as he thought, "Who would have thought that such a lovely child could one day cause trouble for His Majesty?"
After a long silence, Pei Yanzhi slowly said, "Your mother... if she saw you, she would be overjoyed..."
Seemingly unable to continue, the coldness in his eyes grew stronger, and he finally changed the subject, saying, "Alright, you're a man, how can you think about your mother every day?"
Seeing that his father seemed somewhat displeased, Pei Qinghe said "Oh" and got off him, sitting on the stool and eating silently.
After a while, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly covered his lower body, whispering, "Father, I need to pee."
When they were in the Luoyang palace, they had their own personal maids to serve them, and even on this trip, Granny Fu was with them.
Everyone else had gone home tonight, leaving only the three of them in this restaurant.
Pei Qinghe was also traveling far from home for the first time, and he glanced at the door with some difficulty.
Wu Yang understood and said, "Young master, I will accompany you."
Pei Yanzhi glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Go by yourself. He's over three years old. He should be able to handle these things himself."
Wu Yang had no choice but to sit back down, giving the young man a helpless look, his eyes conveying that he was at a loss.
Pei Qinghe got off the chair, puffed out his cheeks, and strode out.
Wu Yang looked at His Majesty who was having a meal, wanting to speak, after all, the young master was still young, what if he encountered bad people?
Pei Yanzhi seemed to guess what he wanted to say, "The building is surrounded inside and out, so even if he wanted to run out, he couldn't. Let's eat."
Wu Yang was relieved to see that the young master had reached the door, and the servants waiting outside must have heard the noise and opened the door.
Seeing the young man tilting his head and saying something, the man pointed in a direction, probably towards the outhouse.
The young man smiled and thanked him before jogging away.
The restaurant was so big that Pei Qinghe wandered around for a long time before finally reaching the outhouse. When he came out, he was dumbfounded.
He had absolutely no recollection of which direction he had come in from.
His face turned pale with fright. He randomly picked a direction, hoping to ask someone for directions along the way.
But that's how he bumped into Ji Shu.
Ji Shu had just come out of the outhouse and was wiping her hands with a handkerchief when she suddenly bumped into something.
Looking down, I saw a little child, about two or three years old, who had tripped and fallen to the ground. He had a crying expression on his face and was extremely cute.
Ji Shu's heart softened, and she bent down to help him up, patting the dust off his clothes.
"Whose child are you? Why are you here all alone?" They noticed that there was no one behind him, and he was dressed in rich clothes, unlike a poor person's child.
They guessed that the adults were having a meal there, and the child had come out on his own, but unfortunately, he got lost.
Pei Qinghe was already panicked, feeling lost and unable to find her way home in this unfamiliar place, and tears welled up in her large eyes.
Unexpectedly, he tripped over something, but when he looked up and saw Ji Shu's beautiful face, his eyes lit up.
Her pink lips parted slightly as she said, "I'm lost." This older sister is so beautiful!
Ji Shu didn't know where she got such patience from, so she simply squatted down, not caring whether her clothes would get dirty or messy.
He asked, "Do you remember which private room you came from?"
The child shook his head. Every private room looked the same, except for the different numbers on the doorplates. But he was too young to recognize many characters.
Ji Shu was in a bit of a dilemma; she couldn't very well go knock on each door one by one.
I couldn't help but feel a little angry. What kind of parents are they, letting a two- or three-year-old child be outside alone?
She thought for a moment and said softly, "Then I'll take you to find Xiao Er. He's served food to all the private rooms, so he should remember you."
Pei Qinghe looked at her with sparkling eyes, thinking that this older sister was so beautiful, even more beautiful than the palace maids she had seen in the palace.
He smelled nice, and he secretly reached out his hand. Ji Shu straightened up and saw it.
Without thinking much about it, she took his hand and led him towards the lobby.
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