Chapter 6 Meeting the Enemy
Qiu Heng was very sensitive to smells, and he smelled alcohol before anyone could see clearly.
The old lady's face darkened: "Third son, why are you so drunk so early in the morning?"
Mr. Qiu San turned a deaf ear to the old lady’s words and stared at Qiu Heng with tears streaming down his face: “Heng’er——”
Qiu Heng glanced at the old lady.
The old lady said with a straight face: "I haven't met your father yet."
Qiu Heng bowed his head and saluted: "Father."
Master Qiu San walked over in a few steps, grabbed Qiu Heng's arm with trembling hands, and cried loudly: "Heng'er, daddy is sorry for you——"
Qiu Heng tensed his body and didn't know what to say for a moment.
There are three male elders who have the deepest influence on her. Her adoptive father was a simple and honest man, and he was the real father in her heart. She admired and admired her husband who cared about the world. Uncle Fu taught her martial arts, being strict but loving.
This was the first time I saw my biological father crying loudly at his junior.
The calm girl, the slovenly and crying middle-aged man, and the old lady who had been showing contempt for her granddaughter felt inexplicably embarrassed and shouted: "That's enough, I'm not afraid of your daughter's jokes!"
The crying stopped suddenly. Mr. Qiu San took back his hand and stared at Qiu Heng without blinking: "Heng'er, are you used to eating and sleeping? Daddy was busy yesterday and didn't come to see you..."
The old lady twitched the corner of her mouth fiercely: "You go and do your work after seeing me. There will be more time to talk in the future. I will take Heng'er out later."
"Where will mother take Heng'er?"
The old lady glanced at Qiu Heng and said, "It's thanks to Mrs. Changchun that Heng'er can be found. I always come to say thank you."
"It's time to say thank you, it's time to say thank you." Mr. Qiu San nodded repeatedly, his eyes still not leaving Qiu Heng, "Heng'er, when you come back from going out with your grandmother, dad will visit you again."
"Thank you for your concern, father."
On the way to the Marquis of Changchun's Mansion, the old lady warned: "When you meet the Marquis of Changchun, just answer whatever I ask. Don't talk too much, and don't remain silent."
Qiu Heng must have been thinking about whether Mrs. Changchun Hou was the woman she met when she went to see Brother Bai.
When they met, the suspicion was confirmed.
Mrs. Changchun Hou looked at Qiu Heng with a gentle smile: "It's good to be able to go home. I'm just doing something with my hands. The old lady doesn't need to take it to heart."
"Madam's effort has been rekindled by kindness to this girl."
Until she left the Changchun Marquis Mansion, Mrs. Changchun Marquis did not mention her nephew, nor did Qiu Heng ask.
In the carriage, the old lady asked tentatively: "Mrs. Changchun said she met you when she went to see her nephew. Do you know her nephew?"
"Who is Madam Marquis Changchun's nephew?"
"The nephew of Madam Marquis Changchun——" the old lady paused, "is Ling Yun, the crown prince of Kangjun."
The Crown Prince of Kangjun——Qiu Heng thought about the book he had read, and there was only one sentence about the young prince of Kangjun being weak.
Could Prince Ling Yun of Kang County be the Big Brother Bai she knew?
The image of a young man appeared in Qiu Heng's mind.
Four years ago, she and Yunxiang met two lost teenagers, a master and a servant, in the mountains. The master was Brother Bai. They sent the two of them back to the Taoist temple, and they have been in contact ever since.
Not long ago, Brother Bai said goodbye to her and Yunxiang, saying that he would go home after recovering well. His home was in the capital.
Qiu Heng thought about this, but said: "My granddaughter has been living in a mountain village and doesn't know any princes or princes."
The old lady was not surprised by this answer and secretly said that she was overthinking it.
How could a country girl know the prince of the county? It was a great blessing to be met by the Marquis of Changchun.
But it is a headache for Yongqing Bofu. Such a big living person cannot be hidden. He will not be able to stand out in front of others in the future, and the Qiu family will be embarrassed.
"Wait until we get back—" The carriage shook violently, and the old lady was thrown to one side.
The carriage overturned on the side of the road, and the old lady was still confused when she was helped out by Qiu Heng.
The maids and maids who had followed the old lady out hurriedly gathered around, and more attendants stopped people passing by on horseback.
"Are there any of you who ride horses like you? My carriage overturned in order to avoid you!"
The young man in brocade clothes at the head sat calmly on the horse and raised his eyebrows nonchalantly when he heard this.
The young man following him said in an arrogant tone: "It's you who want to hide, it's not our young master who bumped into your carriage. Are you trying to blackmail someone by trying to stop him? Do you know who our young master is?"
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Hearing that the identity of the young man standing on the horse was unusual, the entourage of the Yongqing Palace looked at the old lady.
The old lady just recovered from her dizziness and looked at the young man in brocade with a serious face: "I wonder which family the young master belongs to?"
The young man raised his chin: "Our young master is the son of the commander of the Han capital!" Although there are many dignitaries in the capital, those who attract the most attention are the ones who attract the most attention. The old lady immediately reacted: "It turns out that he is the handsome young master of the Han Palace -"
Her arm suddenly hurt, and the hand that had been supporting her arm tightened hard.
The old lady stared at Qiu Heng from the corner of her eye, but she saw her staring at the young man in brocade clothes with tears in her eyes.
The old lady's heart was filled with confusion: Are you scared to cry? Sure enough, he can’t get on the stage!
At this time, Qiu Heng had only one thought in his mind: He was the one who killed his father.
Killing intent surged out, but was suppressed in the blink of an eye, leaving only tears.
During the ten years when she was used to seeing Xia people as careless as they were, she had already learned to control her emotions in order to survive and go home.
During the time she came back, she would often fall into nightmares after falling asleep, dreaming of corpses everywhere and people being worse than dogs. When she wakes up, she can still do what she needs to do calmly.
What's more terrifying than the nightmare is that it's not a dream, it's the reality that will happen after Daxia dies at the hands of foreigners.
In front of the palace was the commander Han Wu, one of the five thieves she was entrusted to kill. Let her be a little selfish, and then the thief begins.
The young man in golden clothes fell on the face of the weeping girl, and suddenly became interested in the old lady's origins: "You are——"
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The young man was secretly surprised: in the past, after the young master revealed his identity, those people did not dare to stop him anymore, and the young master just rode away, but today it is strange.
By this time, the old lady had already regretted stopping him, but had to report out of the house: "I am Mrs. Yongqingbo. Mr. Han wants to come, so I won't waste your time."
"It turns out to be Mrs. Uncle." The young man in brocade suddenly lost interest and cupped his hands in a perfunctory manner, "Goodbye."
Although the young lady is beautiful, it's a pity that she comes from a noble family, so it's not worth the trouble to get in.
The old lady got on the carriage despite the eyes of countless people watching the fun, and lectured: "In the past, you were just in the countryside, but when you entered the uncle's house, you had to look like a noble lady. Staring at a strange man, the smallest thing would make you cry in fear, A joke.”
Qiu Heng changed the topic lightly: "My granddaughter is just curious about why Mr. Han is so arrogant."
The old lady laughed angrily at this innocent remark: "Did you know that his father has been in charge of the imperial army for twenty years and is highly valued by the emperor. For such a close minister to say anything casually in front of the emperor, it is like putting down a mountain to others."< br>
Qiu Heng looked like he was taught something: "No wonder."
He has been in charge of the forbidden army for twenty years, relying on favors for personal gain, neglecting training, and being vulnerable to the Qi army's siege. As a result, Kyoto fell and countless Xia people fell into misery.
In front of the Chuihua Gate, Mr. Qiu San was waiting eagerly. When he saw the carriage coming, he hurried up to greet it: "Mother is back."
The old lady raised her eyebrows in surprise.
The third child actually didn't drink today.
After accompanying the old lady back to Qiansong Hall, when Qiu Heng left, Mr. Qiu San stood up and said, "I will take Heng'er back to his room."
"Go ahead." The old lady was trying to suppress Qiu Heng's words for the time being.
When the father and daughter were alone, Mr. Qiu San became embarrassed and put the bag he was carrying on the table: "Heng'er can buy whatever he likes. When the money is gone, tell dad."
After Master Qiu San left, Qiu Heng opened the bag, which was full of broken silver.
Fangzhou picked it up with one hand and blurted out: "Seven pounds and four ounces."
Seven pounds and four taels of broken silver, is this all the money spent on wine?
Qiu Heng thought like this, and finally felt a little more realistic about his new identity, which was as illusory as a dream.
In Qiansong Hall, the old lady complained to Uncle Yongqing who had returned: "I just said that Liu Yatou is a hard-working person. The carriage overturned on the way back from the Changchun Marquis' Mansion today..."
"Han Yanei is famous for being good at riding fast horses. I don't know how many people have been victimized. It's not surprising that I encountered him."
"Uncle is very generous to Sixth Girl."
Uncle Yongqing smiled and took a sip of tea.
I have a granddaughter with outstanding appearance for no reason, so why not be magnanimous?
While the couple was talking, a servant came to report: "Uncle, Mr. Xue, the Imperial City Secretary, is here to visit."
Uncle Yongqing suddenly changed his expression and hurried to the front hall.
The man in the hall is drinking tea, no, it should be said that he is a young man.
The young man in Feiyi's posture was casual, as if he were at home. His expression was also casual. When he heard the light footsteps, he glanced at Uncle Yongqing who was walking in quickly, without showing any sharpness.
However, Uncle Yongqing tensed his heart and asked tactfully about his intention.
The young man smiled and said, "I heard that my uncle has found his granddaughter who has been missing for many years. I want to meet her."
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