C11 (1/2)

The white-bearded old man's eyes lit up when he saw Wei Zhao, ”Is it this kid?” ”Come, let's go together.”

His eyes were bright, and his amiable smile turned cheap in an instant. It frightened Wei Zhao so much that he hurriedly retracted his money and stood behind Mr. Qian.

The students were still in their rooms. When they heard the commotion outside, none of them came out. However, the sounds of reading were much quieter. The braver ones had already looked out the window.

Mr. Qian had no choice but to stop the class. ”Mr. Qian came to a faraway place to listen to the class for half a day. When the day came, please take your place and go home. Don't cause any trouble on the way.”

The holiday came so suddenly that no one from Xue Qianyun's family came, so he was soon alone in the yard again.

As soon as the white-bearded old man saw him, his eyes lit up even more. ”Aiyo, where did this doll come from? Why is it even more beautiful than that painting from that year?” He turned to Mr. Qian and asked, ”We fought so hard, but you just hid in this beautiful place and hid away in leisure, and even raised so many beautiful children. You're trying to become an immortal right?”

Mr. Qian ignored him and said to Qianyun, ”Let's go to the county town. Are you going to follow me or have the carriage take you home?”

Qianyun looked at Wei Zhao, he had long since noticed that she had been studying hard all this time, only this morning she had heard that she had arrived early in the morning, now that her husband had asked her to leave, she did not go home, thinking that Wei Zhao had also been deposited here by her aunt last time, so she said to Mr. Qian, ”Qianyun follows you.”

Wei Zhao looked depressed. After hearing what Xue Qianyun had said, he was finally in a better mood. He bent his eyes towards Wei Zhao.

Mr. Qian went back to the servant woman and told her not to lock the door. If anyone came to ask, she just told them to go to the county town, and that they would be back soon. Then she and Wei Zhao went into the carriage with Ji Yun.

The county town of Pingxian was quite busy, and there weren't any girls waiting to be married in the cars. Wei Zhao and Zhao Yun quickly lifted the curtain and looked at the scene, completely unaware of the two old men behind them winking at them.

Mr. Qian said, ”Why are you here?”

The white-bearded old man said, ”Why can't I come? ”Who the hell am I?” He was extremely proud.

So it turned out that this white-bearded old man was too often the grandfather of Emperor Qinghe. Emperor Qinghe's mother was his only daughter.

When he was young, he had looked forward to his daughter recruiting a son-in-law so that she could continue her family's prosperity. Unexpectedly, at that time, Miss Wang had been chosen for a banquet in the late emperor's palace.

Fortunately, the young lady lived up to her expectations and gave birth to Emperor Qing He, who was often her biological grandson. Half of the Wang clan's blood still remained on Emperor Qing He's body.

Wang too often worked hard to live, and now that he was almost eighty years old, it was impossible to tell what he had in mind.

All these years the Wang family had been in such a hurry to find him a wife and a son, and he had swept them all aside, living his own life happily, growing stronger with age, without any sense of integrity or age.

If Emperor Qing He had invited him, Mister Qian would have been greatly shocked. However, when he thought about it later, Wang Taizai was often the emperor's grandfather, and was Wei Zhao's blood relative. No one was as reliable as him.

The carriage shakily passed through the most bustling street in Pingxian and arrived in front of a restaurant on South Street.

Mr. Qian was helped out of the car as he cried out, ”My old bones are all broken!”

Seeing that the one being supported was actually Senior Officer Zheng, he hurriedly waved his hand, ”I can't stand it. I'll leave by myself. Go and carry my little disciple out.”

Wang Taichang took two steps forward and lowered his head to whisper in Mr. Qian's ear. ”That beard is too fake, it can't be compared to real.” After saying that, he arrogantly curled his mustache.

He silently cursed the current eunuch in front of the emperor, but Mister Qian didn't go along and only turned to look at Wei Zhao.

”Cousin,” said Wei Zhao, taking Xue's hand. While the leader was still holding onto Wei Zhao's arm, he had already climbed down from the carriage …

When Wei Zhao had held Big Head Ji Yun's hand, Big Head Jiang was a bit embarrassed. However, when Wei Zhao also stepped down from the carriage, he took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

Wei Zhao had initially been a little panicked. When he arrived at a new place, he would always feel that it wasn't safe, but when he saw Zhao Yun, he felt that he should be even more scared than she was. The feeling of caring for a young child surfaced, and the two of them held hands.

Wang Taichang stroked his beard and nodded, then said to Officer Zheng, ”Please lead the way, Brother Zheng.”

Mr. Qian, ”Cough, cough, cough …”

Wei Zhao and Big Yellow sat alone in front of a small table. Senior Official Zheng didn't tell Wang Taichang to eat first with Mr. Qian, so he took a small portion of the dishes from the table and placed it on a small plate, then carried it over to the siblings.

Wang Taichang began to chat with Mr. Qian and senior official Zheng. Wei Zhao was already hungry, so he buried his head in his food.

Qianyun, on the other hand, didn't eat much. He felt uncomfortable in the carriage, so he drank a bowl of porridge and watched Wei Zhao eat.

Their children were sitting on the couch in front of the window, separated from Mr. Qian and the others by a screen. Wei Zhao saw that he wasn't eating, so he asked softly, ”What's wrong with you?”

As he spoke, he extended his small hand to touch his forehead.