Chapter 1539 Extra: The Zhao Family's Blind Date and its Obstacles (Part 2)
"Oh, what a pity."
"I still think Lin Chun is the most suitable."
"It perfectly matches David's criteria."
"How come Lu Zhizong got there first?"
Zhao Feng would sit up and slap his thigh whenever he thought of this in the middle of the night.
I regret that I was too slow.
Qin Li received a distressed letter from his eldest niece, and since he happened to be on leave, he took the initiative to visit Zhao Feng to catch up. He found his old friend's rambling quite amusing. He poured Zhao Feng a drink: "What do you mean by 'they beat you to it'? They've been settling down for a while now."
He did not forget the true purpose of his trip.
My niece has been living a chaotic life lately, all thanks to Zhao Feng. Even he, as her elder, feels sorry for her.
He advised Zhao Feng, who was obsessed with blind dates, "Marriage is predestined. Perhaps one day Dawei will meet his ideal partner, and things will fall into place naturally. Wouldn't that be wonderful? You don't need to dress up every time to go on blind dates for her."
Zhao Fengdao said, "Alas, how can you expect to get something just by waiting?"
Of course, we should take the initiative.
If I had acted faster and more frequently, I might not have missed such a perfect candidate.
Qin Li: "Dawei is still young, still a child."
It's not too late to consider marriage 30 to 50 years later.
Martial arts practitioners have a longer lifespan than ordinary people. Now that there's no war, they should seize the time to improve their cultivation level; the stronger they are, the better they can protect the hard-won peace. In his opinion, Zhao Wei not getting married is fine too.
A newborn's talent is entirely a matter of luck.
David may not be able to have a gifted child even if he marries someone.
What if he doesn't have the talent?
To have a mother raise her child at birth, then watch helplessly as that child grows into an old, frail old woman, and finally bury the child—what a cruel thing that is! In the past, during times of chaos, no one, regardless of age, gender, or strength, could guarantee their own survival. People worked hard to have offspring in order to strengthen their power, to use numbers to offset natural disasters and man-made calamities, and to continue their bloodline.
Things are different now—
We must confront the various forms of suffering caused by unequal life.
Besides that, there's another fatal reason.
If Zhao Feng continues like this, Zhao Wei will truly suffer social death, and she probably won't dare to set foot in the capital again for more than a decade. Before Zhao Wei returned to the palace guards, the impression many talented young men had of her was—
What did that burly woman look like?
Two mounds of red rouge, as bright as the sun; a face as black as steel.
His brows furrowed, a black halberd held aloft by a frosty blade; his gray beard, curled at the temples, gleamed with snowy light.
The copper bell-shaped eyes pierce through a thousand layers of fog, and the iron palms stir up the wind for ten thousand miles.
If you ask who this woman is, she is none other than the formidable Zhao family matriarch.
Listen to this! Is this even reasonable?
Qin Li could understand Zhao Wei's devastated state of mind.
The more Da Yi struggles, the more fantastical Da Wei's image becomes in the capital.
It's not easy for my niece to have such a father.
Zhao Feng hesitated, then said, "I...sigh..."
He truly wanted his daughter to have all her wishes fulfilled.
It was due to his own lack of ability that he hadn't been able to find her a perfectly suited male concubine all these years. The most crucial issue was that the emperor had always restricted officials' marriages; male concubines, being a relic of the old era, couldn't be kept openly, and one was enough.
If there were no restrictions, wouldn't it be easy to meet all these conditions?
It's not easy to find a young man who possesses all these excellent qualities of a male concubine, but wouldn't it be easy to find seven or eight men with these qualities? If the quality is lacking, quantity can make up for it. But his cotton-padded coat is getting colder and colder, unlike when he was young and they were intimate with each other.
The clothes Zhao Feng wore to the blind date on Zhao Wei's behalf were also carefully chosen.
Some of them were worn by my daughter before.
Part of it was prepared for his daughter.
It's not the original, but an enlarged photocopy.
It seems that this way I can get closer to my precious cotton-padded jacket.
Qin Li: "..."
Zhao Feng: "Why is Gong Su looking at me like that?"
Qin Li said, "It's nothing, I was just thinking about some old things."
People often criticize scholars and warriors for being mentally unstable, and Qin Li admits that some are indeed mentally unsound, Qi Shan being a prime example. However, others are normal, such as Zhao Feng. Now, it seems he was too narrow-minded; Zhao Feng was definitely not normal!
"You really think... David looks like you with makeup?"
"Of course, the son resembles the father! And she's as beautiful as a fairy!"
Qin Li: "..."
He was about to disappoint his niece. What Dayi needed wasn't some enlightenment, but a consultation with a renowned physician to examine his eyes. No wonder Dayi had tirelessly dressed up like that to go on blind dates for Dawei all these years; it turned out people genuinely thought Dawei looked like that.
"Gong Su? Why are you silent again?"
No, I'm not drinking.
Qin Li was so worried that all he wanted to do was smoke a cigarette to calm himself down.
The Zhao family was a large household. Zhao Feng's three sons had all married and were close friends, so they hadn't separated their households. They usually ate and slept in their own courtyard, occasionally gathering together to serve their parents and for family reunions. With Qin Li present today, they naturally brought their families along.
Zhao Feng also had his adopted son brought back from the academy.
The large hall was bustling with activity.
The faces of the children, of varying heights and builds, reflected an innocence that suggested they were naive and unaware of the ways of the world.
This inevitably reminded Qin Li of himself.
At his age, he was no longer innocent.
He didn't know whether to say these children were late bloomers, or that he himself had matured too early back then. Perhaps their state was what children their age should be like. Qin Li didn't usually see these younger generations, so he naturally wanted to get to know them properly: "Come forward."
The eldest grandchild can already walk and is ready for early childhood education.
The youngest was still in swaddling clothes, held by his mother.
Qin Li first inquired about Zhao Fengyi's studies, saying that he could seek his help if Zhao had any academic difficulties. Then he asked what books the youngest children were learning, and finally he held the youngest child and teased him, his expression softening.
Zhao Feng laughed and said, "How about we adopt one of you?"
He did not persuade Qin Licheng to have a child.
I accidentally said it before, but I realized it later—
Alas, apart from Wushan, there are no clouds like clouds.
Qin Li first glared at Zhao Feng, then looked at the child's mother in a reassuring manner—Zhao Feng's three sons all got married after they came of age, and their marriages did not follow the rules of matching social status; the daughters-in-law were chosen by his wife from among the orphans of his comrades-in-arms.
We only made the match after the children had no objections.
The child carried for ten months, has been adopted by another mother?
The child's mother was only in her early twenties, but she already possessed the composure of a matriarch: "Uncle Qin, please don't blame my father. Actually, this was my idea. I only hope that Uncle Qin won't mind my son's dullness."
Qin Li lived alone.
The mansion was deserted, which made Zhao Feng feel sorry for him.
Qin Li shook his head and refused: "How can an infant be separated from its birth mother?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng could only sigh and give up.
Before long, the family banquet was almost ready, but Zhao Feng discovered that his beloved cotton-padded jacket had not returned, so he sent someone to look for her again.
It's nothing unusual for the whole family to wait for her all the time.
But since Gong Su is here today, we can't do that.
After a while, the steward came to report that a distinguished guest had arrived.
"What kind of distinguished guest would come while someone is eating?"
Zhao Feng was quite displeased, but when he learned that the visitor was Xu Jie, he was taken aback: "Xu Wenzhu? What's he doing here?"
The two families haven't had much contact lately.
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My shoulder hurts so much I can't lift it, which affects my writing. That's all for today.
(End of this chapter)
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