The two parted on bad terms.
Jiang Bai sighed: "Zhao Yi, why are you doing this?"
"Ping An is not a pampered child. He is determined and will fight his way to becoming a general."
Jiang Bai, however, thought this was a good thing for Zhao Ping'an.
Zhao Yi looked at Jiang Bai: "I understand all of this."
The candlelight flickered in the room, and Zhao Yi's eyes flickered, as if he had remembered something, his tone tinged with sadness.
Even grief and indignation.
"Actually, Ping An is not my child."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Bai was somewhat surprised, but not particularly surprised.
She had once guessed that.
Jiang Bai summoned all the maids and servants outside the courtyard and closed the doors and windows tightly.
"Then...where are Ping An's biological parents?"
Zhao Yi chuckled softly, his eyes slightly red: "Dead."
"His father was a famous general who protected the country in the previous dynasty, and his mother also came from a noble family."
Zhao Yi slowly recounted the story, and the wine pot, which had been slowly filling, gradually emptied.
Jiang Bai did not stop him and let him do as he pleased.
“When Sheng Bai and I first met in Jiangnan, we hit it off immediately. Although my Zhao family is of merchant origin, Brother Sheng has never cared about such so-called status.”
"Later, I don't know what exactly happened in the capital. I only know that when the Prince of Jin rebelled, Brother Sheng sent troops to suppress it, but afterwards the Sheng family was executed. At that time, I happened to be in the capital."
Zhao Yi took a swig of strong liquor: "That night, my sister-in-law was giving birth. In his haste, Brother Sheng sent someone to secretly entrust the child to me. The next morning, I went to the Sheng residence and found corpses lying all over the ground and the whole courtyard covered in blood."
Zhao Yi gripped his wine glass tightly: "Poor children."
"From then on, I kept peace and joy by my side."
Jiang Bai finally understood why Zhao Yi was so insistent.
These are his best friend's only two children, and he doesn't want Anping to end up like his father.
Jiang Bai stood up and hugged Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi rested his head on Jiang Bai's lower abdomen: "What happened back then was definitely not that simple."
"Sending Ping An and Le'er to the capital has already aroused He Yu's suspicion. If Ping An really does enter the court in the future..."
Jiang Bai sighed: "I understand."
"But this is Ping An's wish."
She pondered, "What happened back then couldn't have been so simple. Didn't you ever think that the Sheng family was framed?"
Zhao Yi said indignantly, "Of course! Brother Zhao is an upright and honest man, loyal to the emperor and patriotic. How could he commit treason? He must have been framed by treacherous people!"
"But what I hate most is myself, yet I have no power to avenge him!"
Jiang Bai patted his back gently: "You don't need to blame yourself. You've raised the two children so well. Sheng Baiquan can rest in peace now."
"I hope so."
Zhao Yi pulled Jiang Bai down to sit: "Therefore, Ping An should not go to the battlefield."
"He is the only son of the Sheng family."
Zhao Yi spoke each word clearly.
Jiang Bai remained silent. This was a knot in Zhao Yi's heart. If this knot could not be untied, Ping An would ultimately be unable to do what he wanted to do.
Jiang Bai said softly, "Zhao Yi, have you ever considered that perhaps this is fate?"
Zhao Yi was somewhat puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"The two children want to come to the capital. Ping An wants to become a great general, and Le'er wants to be famous throughout the world. My Zhao family also wants to become the number one family in the world."
“During this period, we met members of the royal family and even had an audience with the emperor. It all seemed to be preordained by heaven.”
In Jiang Bai's world, since this is how fate has arranged things, she will do her best to take charge of her own destiny.
"If Ping An could personally avenge his father's enemies, uncover the truth of what happened back then, and clear the Sheng family's name, that might be what Sheng Bai would want."
Jiang Bai patted his head: "We are not Ping An, so we can't make choices for Ping An."
Jiang Bai's words were like a key, unlocking the door to Zhao Yi's heart that he had kept closed all along.
He remained silent for a moment, and the bloodshot in his eyes slowly faded.
"Bai'er, perhaps you are right."
They don't yet have the ability to investigate the Sheng family's past, but they have money and can help Ping An. Once Ping An is powerful enough, he can make his own choices.
If our great revenge is fulfilled, Brother Sheng will be able to rest in peace.
“Ping An and Brother Sheng are so alike, their personalities are practically identical. They will surely become leaders who bring peace to the country in the future,” Zhao Yi said confidently.
Jiang Bai seemed to see the legendary General Sheng in Zhao Yi's eyes.
What kind of person is this that Zhao Yi admires so much?
It's a pity that such a loyal and virtuous minister has fallen.
Zhao Yi stood up. "Bai'er, thank you."
Jiang Bai chuckled: "Why are you thanking me?"
"If it weren't for you, I don't know how I would have resolved this matter with Ping An." Zhao Yi gently kissed Bai'er's forehead and said happily, "I, Zhao Yi, have truly found a treasure."
Are you going to find Ping An?
"Yes," Zhao Yi said, and then left the courtyard.
Jiang Bai shook his head helplessly.
The next day, Zhao Ping'an arrived early in the morning, just as Jiang Bai was looking at the account books and preparing to go to Yipin Pavilion.
"Safety?"
“Mother.” Zhao Ping’an said with a smile.
Jiang Bai knew that Zhao Yi must be so happy because he had agreed to let him go to the Northern Border yesterday.
"So happy?" Jiang Bai teased him.
Zhao Ping'an sat down next to Jiang Bai.
"Thank you, Mother."
He rarely said such things to Jiang Bai. He still remembered that when they were still in the countryside, Zhao Ping'an regarded her as a monster.
Jiang Bai was slightly taken aback: "Why are you saying this so early in the morning, kid?"
“I know you spoke up for me.”
Jiang Bai put down the account book in his hand: "Xiao Ping'an, you have the talent to govern the world. The battlefield is your stage. You must seize the opportunity. In addition, you should also learn how to conduct yourself in society."
"You are too straightforward and a bit impatient. Your master can teach you these things. The military camp is the best place to temper a person. You must make the most of this opportunity."
Jiang Bai's biggest worry was Ping An's personality. If he was too straightforward and didn't know how to keep his emotions in check, he would have a hard time getting by in the court.
"I understand now." Zhao Ping'an seemed to have suddenly realized something.
He bowed to Jiang Bai and said, "Ping An went to dance practice."
"Go ahead," Jiang Bai said with a smile. After looking at the account book, she also got up and left the Zhao residence for Yipin Pavilion.
On the way, she saw a woman who was wrapped up very tightly and was walking hurriedly.
Jiang Bai recognized the person as Linglong at a glance.
She was walking towards the dock.
It seems I can't stay in the capital any longer.
Jiang Bai lowered the carriage curtain and didn't look again.
Three days later, Zhao Ping'an left the capital with General Lei Ting's Black Cavalry. The procession was grand and impressive.
The people of the capital lined the streets to see them off, and Jiang Bai and Zhao Yi were among them.
Zhao Ping'an was assigned to the lowest rank of soldiers, walking at the back of the column.
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