"Why didn't you stay in Ji Province? There's so much war and chaos. Why did you have to come to You Province?"
This was Zhao Changqing's biggest dilemma.
Why can't they just behave themselves?
Although the Han family was just a small estate and not a wealthy and powerful family, there was no infighting, no bullying from her in-laws, and no unruly children causing her trouble. This was the life that many women dreamed of.
He left her a lot of silver notes and sent her a cartload of things, just so that she could live a happier life in the Han family.
If I'm happy, I'm willing to stay in the Han family peacefully for the rest of my life.
If she wants anything else, he can fulfill it as long as she asks.
But what does she really want?
He Youyou followed his example, crossed her legs, and sat on the couch.
The two sat on the couch, one on the left and one on the right, one handsome and the other beautiful, and the scene looked incredibly harmonious.
Unfortunately, while the visuals are harmonious, the atmosphere is not.
He Youyou retorted, "First of all, I did my research before I came. I heard that the border situation has been relatively stable recently, which is why I decided to come. Secondly, there are countless people traveling from the interior to Youzhou. I'm not some maverick who insists on coming alone. Even the Cheng family's precious son, the second young master Cheng Tingrui, came with the Cheng family's merchant caravan."
Zhao Changqing was even more annoyed when he heard this name.
He retorted angrily, "What's my relationship with Cheng Tingrui? Why should I care whether he lives or dies?!"
He Youyou asked in confusion, "Then what is our relationship? And why do you insist on interfering in my life?"
“You…Han Silang and I…are inseparable. His family is my family, and I have a responsibility to take good care of you.”
He Youyou: Tsk tsk tsk, this person really knows how to get work for himself.
It's really tiring.
She couldn't stand it anymore: "My late husband died of illness, not because you killed him. Why are you taking on such a heavy burden? His affairs are not your responsibility, and you don't need to worry too much about his family. I am now the head of the family, and I will take good care of everyone in the Han family. Just take good care of your own wife, children, and elderly parents, and don't worry about our family's affairs, okay?"
Zhao Changqing frowned as he looked at her, unsure of what to say in response.
His current status certainly doesn't give him any solid ground to stand on.
A nameless fire suddenly welled up inside me.
This anger came suddenly and inexplicably.
Even he himself didn't know what he was angry about.
“He Youyou…”
I had just uttered the name when I couldn't continue.
Without a stance, there is no right to speak.
As she said, he is now just an outsider.
outsider……
He once desperately wished he were an outsider to the Han family.
Now that his wish has come true, he should be happy.
He let out a long sigh of relief.
"Serve your meal," he said. "You must be hungry after last night's fright. I'll have someone bring you breakfast."
He Youyou got up from the couch: "Go ahead. I'll go wash my face quickly, don't peek."
Zhao Changqing: ...
He wouldn't be so pathetic as to peep at a woman washing her face.
"Do I look like one of those sleazy, immoral men?"
"Hehe, you better not be." He Youyou laughed and went back behind the screen.
After making a splashing sound, she retreated to her own space to brush her teeth and wash her face.
When Zhao Changqing saw her go in, he also got up and went outside the tent. He called over a servant and ordered him to go to the cooks' camp and bring two breakfasts.
When He Youyou came out, breakfast had just arrived.
Zhao Changqing placed a small table on the couch, and the two sat cross-legged facing each other, eating across the small table.
Breakfast consisted of a bowl of rice porridge, a dish of pickled vegetables, a few flatbreads, and a plate of dried meat.
Zhao Changqing handed her chopsticks: "The army's supplies are scarce and the meals are simple. Don't be picky. Just eat what you can to fill your stomach."
"Hmm, it looks alright." He Youyou took the chopsticks and drank a sip of porridge.
Plain porridge is tasteless, but adding some pickled vegetables makes it just right.
The flatbread and dried meat, however, were rather hard to swallow.
It's too dry.
He Youyou took a sip of porridge, a bite of dried meat, and then broke the flatbread into pieces and soaked it in the porridge before she could barely finish one piece.
"I'm full after eating this, you can have the rest."
Zhao Changqing didn't refuse and took the remaining dried meat and flatbread from her plate and ate them.
While eating, he asked, "Not to your liking? There's not much good food in the military camp, and there's no market nearby. Today I'll take you to Youzhou City, where you can eat something. After you've eaten your fill, I'll send someone to take you back to Jizhou."
He Youyou suddenly looked up: "What did you say?"
"I said we'd go to Youzhou City for a meal, and then I'd send someone to take you back to Jizhou."
"No, the sentence before that."
"There's no good food in the military camp, and no market nearby?"
He Youyou slammed her hand on the table: "Yes, that's the line."
What's wrong with this sentence?
This sentence is problematic.
"Your military camp is right on the border. Doesn't Da Gan and the northern border have any trade routes?"
Zhao Changqing said, "Originally, there were some spontaneous private markets where people from both countries could exchange goods and services, and the relationship was quite harmonious. However, since the snow disaster this year, the Wuhuan Kingdom has repeatedly harassed us, robbing merchants and goods on the border, and these markets have become defunct. If we want to reopen the markets, we will have to wait until we have completely defeated the Wuhuan people before sending people to negotiate peace between the two countries."
He Youyou pinched her chin, trying hard to think about the current situation.
How can this problem be solved?
How to ensure your caravan successfully trades goods?
In this era, He Youyou is unfamiliar with everything.
For a moment, she couldn't think of a solution.
He Youyou suddenly said, "I want to see Cheng Tingrui."
Zhao Changqing used both hands to tear the strip of dried meat in his hands to shreds.
After breakfast, Zhao Changqing escorted her to Youzhou City.
To make her journey faster, He Youyou volunteered to ride a horse.
The two men, one on horseback, arrived at Youzhou City before noon.
Youzhou is an important border town, and the Cheng family had long established a branch there.
At this time, Cheng Tingrui temporarily took refuge in a branch of Chengjia Shengyuanxiang.
When the city's garrison saw Zhao Changqing arrive in person, they quickly welcomed the two into the city.
After hearing their purpose, he sent several close associates to take them to the Cheng family's business.
Cheng Tingrui was indeed there.
He saw He Youyou, but his expression remained unchanged.
He bowed deeply to Zhao Changqing and said, "General, please condescend to come with me to the teahouse for a chat."
Zhao Changqing glanced at He Youyou out of the corner of his eye, and seeing her nod, he agreed.
Sure enough, there was a quiet teahouse in Youzhou.
He Youyou was secretly amazed; Cheng Tingrui's reach was quite extensive.
This guy, did he start planning this years ago?
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