Marquis Jingwei felt even more justified when he thought about it this way.

Anyway, let's coax Han Qianzhi back first, so that the King of Zhenbei won't meddle in other people's business.

After we coax him back, what can a cripple like him do? If he refuses to listen, we can slowly make him obey. It is better than not being able to see anyone at all now.

He had his servants guarding outside the Zhenbei Palace for several days before Han Qianzhi came out!

Mrs. Zhang, wife of Marquis Jingwei, also got off the carriage at this moment. She was graceful and noble, with dignified manners, and her every move seemed as if measured with a ruler.

Unlike Marquis Jingwei's urgency, Zhang had a kind smile on her face and called softly, "Qian'er..."

The word "Qian'er" was soft and gentle, as if a mother was calling her beloved child, but it made Han Qianzhi shiver and he felt like his whole body was covered with goose bumps.

His parents died early, and when he was young, he was full of admiration for this "gentle" aunt.

What a pity...

Han Qianzhi said with a smile: "Auntie, long time no see."

"Qian'er, your uncle and I are here to take you back." Zhang pressed her eyes with a handkerchief. "Your grandmother has been ill for a few days. The doctor said she is not doing well. She is holding on to her last breath just to wait for you to come back and see her."

Han Qianzhi chuckled and said, "Then I'm not going back."

He spoke with a righteous and perverse reason: "Second Aunt, think about it, Grandmother is waiting to see me, so she is holding on. If I go back and she sees me, won't the anger be lost? What should I do then?"

Even though he was sitting on a four-wheeled vehicle and had difficulty walking, Han Qianzhi's recklessness looked no different from that of a dandy strolling on the street.

Zhang was speechless.

Marquis Jingwei glared at her, secretly blaming her for raising Han Qianzhi to be such a weird person.

At that time, he said that it would be fine to just let her grow up to be weak and sickly, but she claimed that she had read a lot of books and insisted on praising her to death.

Even after being praised but not killed yet, Han Qianzhi had already become disrespectful to his elders and behaved without regard for the younger generation, and was uncontrollable.

Zhang's smile froze for a moment, a trace of impatience flashed across her eyes, but she suppressed it again. She seemed to have suffered a great blow, and she covered her chest and said, "Qian'er, how can you say that? Your aunt has taught you since you were young to be filial and polite. It's fine if you don't appreciate our kindness in raising you, but your grandmother is ill because of you, how can you, how can you..."

Her voice was choked with sobs and her eyes were wet.

Zhang had a gentle face to begin with, and as she grew older, she became even more kind. When she said this, it sounded as if Han Qianzhi was so unfilial that he made his grandmother sick without even looking at her.

Especially since she only said half of her words, leaving plenty of room for imagination. Fortunately, all the people here were comrades who had shared life and death with Han Qianzhi, otherwise, they would have been worried.

Han Qianzhi seemed to have heard a joke: "Auntie, are you sure that grandma didn't come here because of Han Shenzhi's illness?"

Worrying about getting sick because of him? He's not that important.

Hearing him mention her son, Zhang tightened her hand holding the handkerchief. Shen'er was taken away because of taking the Ten-Herb Paste and he is still in jail!

Han Qianzhi has followed King Zhenbei for so long, but he has never asked for mercy for Shen'er. If it weren't for him, how could Shen'er have suffered such an unprovoked disaster.

Just as Zhang was about to say something else, she saw Marquis Jingwei's face suddenly change, from rosy to pale, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight. Following his gaze, Zhang saw a beautiful young man, dressed in gorgeous clothes and jade belt, with an exquisite appearance, a pair of deep eyes as dark as ink, and a calm and elegant manner, yet a hint of reserve and aloofness.

"Governor?!" Marquis Jingwei's legs were shaking and he could hardly finish his sentences. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I, your humble servant..." He didn't know how to address himself for a moment.

I felt as panicked as if a big drum was being beaten and my mind went blank.

Why is Xiao Shuo here?

How could...

Xiao Shuo would not support Han Qianzhi, right? Logically speaking, Han Qianzhi was just a small lieutenant in the Zhenbei Army, so how could he have the nerve to ask Xiao Shuo to support him?

However, when he thought about how he had submitted the memorial for the title for such a long time but had not received any response, he felt uneasy again.

What if Xiao Shuo insisted on giving the title to Han Qianzhi?

No wonder Han Qianzhi is so arrogant, it turns out he has relied on Xiao Shuo for support.

He thought about it in a mess, and tried to apologize to Xiao Shuo in a humble and flattering manner. However, before he could finish a sentence, Xiao Shuo had already ridden past him and entered the palace. He never looked at him from beginning to end, and likewise, he did not look at Han Qianzhi.

Marquis Jingwei's anxious heart suddenly relaxed.

He was really overthinking it. How could a person like Xiao Shuo care about the inheritance of the title of a small marquisate?

Thinking of this, his face relaxed.

Chu Yuanchen gave a wink, and the others entered the palace one after another.

As soon as Xiao Shuo left, Marquis Jingwei felt relieved. He said in a slightly stern voice, "Qianzhi, your grandmother is seriously ill and is waiting to see you. Do you want to go back with your second uncle?"

He paused deliberately, then continued: "Filial piety is the foundation of being a human being. Even if you are disabled or useless, you should not fail to care about human ethics."

Cheng Chuyu frowned. The word "disabled" made her feel uncomfortable.

Neither she nor anyone else in the Zhenbei Palace would intentionally mention Han Qianzhi's injuries in front of him. But now an outsider kept calling him "disabled". Cheng Chuyu really wanted to give him a stab to let him know what "disabled" meant!

Sheng Xiyan looked at Chu Yuanchen, and he smiled at her. There was such a tacit understanding between them that they could understand each other with just a glance and a smile.

She didn't say anything, just stood beside Chu Yuanchen, calm and composed.

Han Qianzhi leaned against the back of the four-wheeler and interrupted him directly, saying, "Second Uncle, don't beat around the bush with your nephew. You all know who caused Grandmother's illness. There's no point in saying more, right?"

He said nonchalantly, "You just want a title, don't you? There's nothing to be bothered about."

Marquis Jingwei was a little embarrassed and said with a wry smile: "Qianzhi, what are you talking about..."

"Yes or no." Han Qianzhi only asked, "If you say no, then your nephew will really think that you don't mean it."

The corners of Han Qianzhi's mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm.

Marquis Jingwei: “…”

Zhang nudged him gently with her elbow, implying that this boy had always been a reckless person, not to mention that the King of Zhenbei was around. If he insisted in the future that it was her family who refused the title, it would be troublesome to argue with him.

Marquis Jingwei thought about it and put away his pretentiousness. He said the same old thing again: "Qianzhi, it's not that Second Uncle wants your title, but you can see that you are disabled. The Great Rong Dynasty has a rule that disabled and disfigured people cannot be awarded titles. If you insist on fighting for this title by relying on the imperial edict of that year, in the end, our title will be lost."

He said earnestly: "Qianzhi, it is not easy for our family to obtain this title. You can't ignore the interests of the family because of your own momentary willfulness, right?"

The implication of every word in this sentence carries a sense of coercion that if Han Qianzhi does not agree, he will be a sinner of the family and will bring shame to the family.

Then, he added, "Your father will not sit idly by and watch you destroy his title."

Marquis Jingwei sighed softly and shook his head in disapproval.

He himself was almost convinced by his own words.

Han Qianzhi is already useless. Not only can he not bring honor to the family, he will also drag the family down!

I have devoted all my energy to this mansion for so many years, I can't just give it all up. That's not right in this world.

Marquis Jingwei winked at Zhang, who understood and said, "Qian'er, the late emperor once said that this title would be given to you after you get married and have children. You see...ah."

Her attitude was almost like saying it directly: since Han Qianzhi was like this, he should forget about getting married and having children.

"We, the Second House, have not treated you unfairly."

"That's enough." Chu Yuanchen was too lazy to listen any further, so he raised his hand to interrupt her and said, "Marquis Jingwei, I will make a decision for you and ask Han Qianzhi to give up his title."

Marquis Jingwei was delighted. He had been worried that Chu Yuanchen would favor Han Qianzhi, and he had already thought of a lot of things to tell Chu Yuanchen. The succession of the title was their Han family's family affair, and he, the King of Zhenbei, had no right to interfere.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yuanchen actually asked Han Qianzhi to give up his title? !

That's right, Han Qianzhi is useless. What does the Zhenbei Army need a useless person for? Maybe Chu Yuanchen had wanted to get rid of Han Qianzhi a long time ago.

He was overjoyed and was about to thank him, but Chu Yuanchen curled his lips and said nonchalantly: "If you want the title, you have to separate the family first."

"Separate the family?" The couple looked at each other.

Han Qianzhi's eyes moved slightly.

The prince would never interfere in their private affairs without reason, so...

The Han family is finished!

Previously, Han Shenzhi stole the military deployment map, which was a serious crime that resulted in the confiscation of property and extermination of the clan. My surname is Han, and my family has not been divided. If I am to be convicted, I will surely die with him.

Later, the matter was lightly brushed aside on the grounds that "Han Shenzhi's crime was committed before the court issued a strict order banning the Ten Perfect Ointment." He knew in his heart that it was the prince who intervened.

Split up!

If the family is not divided, by the time the Han family commits some crime punishable by death, it will be too late for me to escape.

Anyway, he never wanted the title in the first place, he just couldn't swallow this humiliation.

What good is a title when the whole family is in trouble?!

Out of trust in Chu Yuanchen, Han Qian immediately understood Chu Yuanchen's meaning. He immediately continued the conversation and said, "Divide the family. If the family is divided, I will submit a petition to give up my title. Second uncle, what do you think?"

Marquis Jingwei hesitated for a moment.

In his opinion, everything in the Han family should belong to him and to his son in the future, and he didn't want to give it to Han Qianzhi.

But……

"Uncle," Han Qianzhi said bluntly, "You look down on me and I look down on you anyway. Rather than being tied together and making both of us feel uncomfortable, it's better to divide the family and go our separate ways in the future. Uncle, don't blame me for not reminding you. Today, I will only keep the business for the sake of the prince. Next time, I might even want a title."

Marquis Jingwei gritted his teeth, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, but he finally got Han Qianzhi to give in, as he was indeed afraid that he would continue to make trouble.

He thought about it for a while and nodded: "Okay!"

Chu Yuanchen crossed his arms and said nonchalantly, "In that case, let's divide the family today. Marquis Jingwei, you don't have to think of excuses to coax Han Qianzhi back. It would be great if we could just solve the problem in one go."

Marquis Jingwei could naturally hear the mockery in the tone, but he pretended not to hear it. In front of the title, nothing mattered.

Marquis Jingwei nodded and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Chu Yuanchen simply let them enter the mansion together. After they sat down in the side hall, Han Qianzhi said directly: "The Han family has an ancestral rule that whenever the family is divided, the eldest branch can get 50%. Second uncle, you can just give me 50%, and there is no need to discuss anything else."

"This..." Marquis Jingwei hesitated.

This 50% is too much. He was thinking about 20% to 30%.

Han Qianzhi smiled and said, "How about this, I'll give you 50% and you give me the title."

Marquis Jingwei was stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly: "How can this be possible! Qianzhi, how about this..."

"My Lord." Chu Yuanchen urged impatiently, "Don't waste time dithering. If you want to divide it, do it immediately. After that, I will make the decision and let Han Qianzhi write a letter to give up the title. If you don't want to divide it... return the title to Han Qianzhi."

Chu Yuanchen said, "I don't have time to wait for you to make trouble again and again. If we divide the family property, Han Qianzhi will get 50%, and all in cash. Is this okay or not?"

All in cash?!

Marquis Jingwei was startled.

Han Qianzhi was also surprised, but the surprise lasted only for a moment, and he said, "I only want cash or banknotes."

"I have been away from the mansion for so many years, and I am not familiar with the industries in the mansion. Who knows if my second uncle will give me some random things? Cash will be fine."

Although the Marquis of Jingwei's family was not extremely wealthy, their wealth was accumulated over several generations. If half of their property was converted into cash, it would be at least several hundred thousand taels.

Marquis Jingwei's eyes rolled around, and Chu Yuanchen said slowly, "My Lord, I remind you not to play any tricks, otherwise, I will shamelessly ask Governor Xiao to borrow the servants of the East Factory to check for you how many industries there are in the Marquis Jingwei's mansion."

Marquis Jingwei shuddered.

He wanted to say that he didn't believe it. How could Chu Yuanchen have such a big face to invite Dongchang? But he just saw Xiao Shuo enter the gate of Zhenbei Palace with his own eyes, and he didn't dare to have the slightest luck in his heart. What if this happens? Right!

Marquis Jingwei quickly said with a smile, "Your Highness, you worry too much. If we are going to divide it, we should do it fairly."

Chu Yuanchen waved his hand and said, "Then you two should talk it out and separate slowly. I will leave now."

Chu Yuanchen said with a smile: "I would like to remind you that you'd better hurry up, otherwise, I might regret it on behalf of Han Qian."

Having said that, Chu Yuanchen left the side hall to the uncle and nephew to settle the accounts, and went out with Sheng Xiyan.

Han Qianzhi is also a grown man, there is no need for him to be there to give orders on everything.

Marquis Jingwei briefly told Han Qianzhi about the cash and properties in the mansion, and agreed to bring the account books to him for review tomorrow. In total, they stayed for no more than an incense stick of time before Marquis Jingwei and his wife left.

Before leaving, Marquis Jingwei did not forget to act like an elder and said: "Qianzhi, with such a large sum of money, it will be enough for you to live on in the future. Although you are disabled, you are not as good as Shenzhi..."

"Shut up."

Cheng Chuyu looked annoyed, but finally couldn't help it.

Marquis Jingwei and his wife were stunned. They were so excited to get what they wanted that they didn't notice that there were other people in the side hall!

The Han family is splitting up, so what is a girl named Cheng doing here?

Marquis Jingwei frowned, and then heard Cheng Chuyu say unhappily, "Don't let me hear you call Han Qianzhi a cripple again. Han Qianzhi has been on the battlefield and killed enemies. In comparison, Han Shenzhi is nothing, a useless person who has taken the Ten-Heavenly Cream and is like a lunatic!"

"If you continue to talk nonsense, I will not be polite to you."

"My dagger has no eyes."

Marquis Jingwei didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but Zhang couldn't hold back her anger. She could say anything about anyone except her own precious son.

Zhang said softly and sarcastically, "Ms. Cheng, how can you, a girl, protect Qianzhi like this? Even if your engagement was just broken off, you should not give up on yourself. Why do you fall in love with a cripple when you can fall in love with anyone else?"

"A cripple who can't walk, aren't you afraid of ruining your life...ah!"

Zhang screamed loudly and covered her lips with both hands. Bright red blood flowed from the gaps between her fingers. She licked it inadvertently with her tongue and spat out a tooth into the palm of her hand with a look of horror.

What hit her was a copper plate.

The couple mentioned the word "disabled" several times just now, but Han Qianzhi ignored them. After walking on the battlefield and crawling among the dead bodies, he knew the importance of life. Compared with life, a pair of legs was nothing.

He never regretted giving Cheng Chuyu a chance, even though he would never be able to ride a horse through the streets or fight in battles like before for the rest of his life.

However, he did not allow these dirty words to be directed at Cheng Chuyu.

Han Qianzhi's fingertips pinched another copper plate and his face turned cold.

However, this time it was Cheng Chuyu who spoke.

"I just like him, okay?"

She took a step forward and said with a resolute determination: "I just want to marry him."

Everyone was shocked.

The copper plate slipped from Han Qianzhi's fingers and rolled to the ground.

Zhang covered her mouth with her hands, her face full of shock. She was in so much pain that she couldn't speak and could only make "wuwu" sounds.

Does Cheng Chuyu know what she is talking about?

A young girl who has never even got married, in front of so many people, took the initiative to say that she wanted to marry a man, and a cripple at that.

If word gets out, she'll never get married again in her life.

In all likelihood, a green lamp will be accompanying the ancient Buddha!

Even though she couldn't say a word, Cheng Chuyu understood the meaning in her eyes and snorted nonchalantly, "You are going to separate soon, it's none of your business."

"Someone come!" Cheng Chuyu shouted, "Show the guest away."

There were several maids waiting outside the side hall. When Sheng Xiyan went out, she told them to listen to Cheng Chuyu. So, upon hearing that, they immediately rushed in and pressed the two men's shoulders.

The old women serving in the outer courtyard were all skilled in martial arts. They pinched the acupuncture points with their hands and exerted force, and the couple became completely limp. They were dragged out and thrown out of the door without being able to struggle at all.

The servants of Marquis Jingwei's mansion were still waiting outside. Upon seeing what happened, they immediately rushed over and hurriedly helped the two people up.

Marquis Jingwei covered his aching shoulder and yelled, "Why did you go and provoke Han Qianzhi? He finally agreed to let go, but you still had to provoke him! Do you want to provoke him to fight to the death with us, and make your son lose his title, then you will be happy!"

Zhang covered her mouth and sobbed.

Marquis Jingwei said bitterly, "You are not good enough to accomplish anything, but you are more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything." He ignored her and got on the carriage.

He now didn't know whether Han Qianzhi would go back on his word, so he had to quickly get the money together and resolve the matter as soon as possible.

It was a good thing that Han Qianzhi only wanted money. Some of the family businesses passed down by the ancestors of the Marquis of Jingwei Mansion could not be bought with money. He guessed that the King of Zhenbei was short of money. With 30,000 troops in the capital, he had to burn money every day. Maybe he wanted to use the money to support the army. With this thought, Marquis of Jingwei gradually dispelled his doubts about Han Qianzhi only wanting money.

After the two maids threw the man out, they went back to report.

At this moment, Chu Yuanchen and Sheng Xiyan also returned to the side hall. They had not gone far in the first place, so they would know if there was any movement here.

After hearing Cheng Chuyu's brief account of what happened, before they could say anything, Cheng Chuyu took the lead and said, "Han Qianzhi, please find someone to come to my house to propose marriage."

She said it very seriously, not joking at all.

Han Qianzhi was stunned. He had just been thinking about how to make Cheng Chuyu not take this seriously. He never expected that before he could figure out what to say, he would hear these words.

Han Qianzhi said quickly: "Cheng Chuyu, this matter... my second uncle and his family will definitely not say anything nonsense. If they dare to say anything nonsense, I will not split the family. I..."

"Stop talking nonsense." Cheng Chuyu interrupted him directly and finished his words in one breath, "Do you think I am talking in anger? I, Cheng Chuyu, would never joke about such a thing, and I am not trying to make up for it out of guilt or self-blame, none of that!"

She didn't act on impulse, but thought about it carefully for a long time.

Cheng Chuyu used to think that Fu Junqing would be her true lover, but when she realized that Fu Junqing only wanted to make her suffer in order to calm things down, she found that she was wrong.

A so-called beloved should not be like this.

If she has to be wronged in everything after getting married, then why did she get married? It is so good to be a girl in her parents' home, why bother herself with trouble.

Han Qianzhi was different. He risked his life to save her.

Even so, Cheng Chuyu would not intend to use her marriage to make up for it. There are countless ways to repay a favor, not including marriage.

However, during these days of going back and forth to the Zhenbei Palace, she and Han Qianzhi got along very well. They had similar attitudes towards many people and things. Han Qianzhi also liked watching plays, reading storybooks, and the new and interesting things in the capital... She found that it was very relaxing to be with him, and she didn't need to force herself or compromise herself in order to accommodate him.

Once, she discovered that the way Han Qianzhi looked at her was the same as the way Prince Wang looked at Sister Yan.

Han Qianzhi likes her.

She hates it when people always say that Han Qianzhi is useless.

If you like it, you have to fight for it!

"You don't want me, a girl, to take the initiative to ask you for marriage, do you?"

Cheng Chuyu said openly, "You go find a matchmaker. I will wait for you at home for three days. If you don't come, I will ask my parents to propose marriage."