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Qin Family The ordinary has been vindicated, and Official sees that the siblings are now in the capital, while the old residence of the Jiunzhou family has fallen into disrepair, so they granted them a set of residences.
The house is not very large, but it is well-located, just across the street from Gao Feng's General's Mansion, surrounded by the residences of high-ranking officials and nobility.
For the move, there is no need for Qin Yaru and Xiu to help; their only task at the moment is to tidy up beautifully and neatly to receive the relatives of those high-ranking officials who are on good terms with their Daddy.
It was only at this point, seeing a large number of third and fourth rank noble ladies, that Qin Yaru realized that her father, who was clearly not very prominent and had a straightforward personality, actually had quite a few friends and connections.
With Qin Yizhi's charges dropped, it was natural to bring him back.
Official sent someone, but Gao Feng was worried. It was easy to imagine that Xiangyang Wang and the Pang Family would not want him to return smoothly to the capital.
From the beginning, Gao Feng did not dare to casually approach Qin Yizhi, precisely for this reason.
At this point, knowing the danger yet unable to remain inactive, Gao Feng simply let Qin Wenyuan personally go to welcome his father back, bringing along capable men from the Borderlands, equipped with military bows and crossbows, even preparing plenty of heavy crossbows to ensure everything would go perfectly.
Qin Yaru also knew that both Gao Feng and her elder brother were on edge, but she refused to let herself frown and add to her brother's troubles; she even tried hard to forget about Pang Yuanying.
In fact, there was no need for her to deliberately forget; after causing a stir that led to the Empress Dowager arranging a marriage for him, Pang Yuanying surprisingly did not come looking for trouble at Nangyun Study, but instead disappeared.
On ordinary days, every few days or so, many people could see this Marquis wandering around on the streets with women on either side looking for trouble. For a time, his absence left many shopkeepers in the capital feeling uneasy, as if something was missing. Even a group of idlers strolling on the street felt that they were lacking the imposing presence of a dandy young master. The nights in Kaifeng City became much duller than before, with fewer gossiping stories.
The Qin Family also had a joyful event—not anything else but because Zhao Zichang's father could no longer stand seeing his son’s foolishly lovesick expression and decided to quickly bring home the woman he fancied so that he could act foolishly in his own house without tarnishing the royal reputation.
Indeed, Zhao Zichang is of royal blood; he is the only surviving son of the Eighth Prince, born late in life. He was doted upon but also raised under strict discipline.
The Eighth Prince is an enlightened father and a good one at that. Even when his son took a liking to a woman who came from the Brothel Management Office, someone whom others wouldn’t even consider marrying due to her background, he did not lose his temper. Instead, he seriously sent people to investigate the family morals of the Qin Family and looked into Qin Xiu's character.
Originally, there wasn't supposed to be a quick decision made. However, one day, the Eighth Prince personally strolled over to Nangyun Study, wanting to see what kind of woman his son fancied. To his surprise, he found Qin Xiu holding onto a charming young wife with one hand while using a broom with the other hand to chase away some ruffians who had come over to tease her.
That impressive demeanor and captivating charm enchanted the Eighth Prince, almost making him think he was dreaming and seeing his own wife's grace from thirty years ago.
Indeed, his wife had once been a valiant daughter from a military family with excellent skills. The Eighth Prince, returning home in a daze after seeing her portrait, sighed deeply. Ultimately resigned to fate, he personally went to invite an official matchmaker to visit the Qin Family for his son’s marriage proposal.
Qin Yaru saw the polite official matchmaker and immediately frowned upon hearing that they were sent by the Eighth Prince. In her mind, it would be best for her sister to marry into a simple Scholarly Family, where she could play music and paint with her husband. Ideally, her husband should not be the eldest legitimate son, as that would be more comfortable.
But could she casually refuse the official matchmaker sent by the Eighth Prince?
Moreover—Qin Yaru could tell at a glance that her sister had feelings for Zhao Zichang. It was quite rare to meet one's husband before marriage, let alone develop mutual affection before getting married. If she missed out on Zhao Zichang, where would she find another man that her sister would willingly want to marry?
Thus, Qin Yaru had no choice but to delay by saying their father was not home, as such an important matter should be decided by him. She would discuss it with her sister later.
To this, the Eighth Prince expressed understanding. Since the parents were not present for their children's lifelong matters, it was acceptable. Now that their father was still around, the elder sister could not make decisions for her younger sister casually.
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Qin Yizhi had not been to Kaifeng City in over twenty years.
Yet Kaifeng City still seemed much the same as he remembered—crowded and bustling.
On September Tenth, the weather turned humid.
Qin Wenyuan grimaced as he finished writing the last word of his third article for the day. He respectfully presented it to his father, who was lounging against a cushion by the window of the carriage.
“Daddy, I’ve written three articles already. If you’re still not satisfied, just go ahead and kill me.”
Qin Yizhi raised an eyebrow, both amused and exasperated: “You, my son, have never been able to write as well as Aman. You still don’t know how to improve; you’ve been slacking off all day. I see that over these years, you haven’t made any progress and have only become lazier.”
Looking down at what Qin Wenyuan had written, Qin Yizhi immediately displayed an expression of disbelief, his mouth twitching: “What is this? Is this even an article? It reads like a ledger!”
Qin Wenyuan sighed and muttered: “Clearly our general has written more clearly in his official documents; they look comfortable to read.”
Following Gao Feng, he had written various documents in the army. However, Gao Feng required them to be concise and clear so that even ordinary soldiers with little education could understand them at a glance. It was nothing like what today’s Scholar pursued in terms of literary flair! If he wrote something overly complicated, it would likely be sent back by the general for revisions.
After being trained by Gao Feng over these years, it was no wonder that after assessing his son's knowledge, Qin Yizhi was left feeling frustrated.
Qin Yizhi glanced at the article in his hand, gritting his teeth in anger as he shot a glare at his son. "From now on, every time you write an article for me to review, if it doesn't meet my standards, you'll have to rewrite it. I can't believe that my son, Qin Yizhi, has grown up and studied for over twenty years but still can't write a decent piece!"
Qin Wenyuan felt a wave of dread wash over him. He knew what kind of person his father was; he had always been one to teach others, which was why he opened a school and became the headmaster. His stubborn nature meant he would never give up until he achieved his goals. It seemed that life was going to be tough for him from now on.
However, looking at his father's thin yet spirited face brought him some comfort. Remembering the panic he felt when he first saw his father, he thought that having his own dad push him to go back to school and study again might not be so unbearable after all.
Qin Yizhi finally saw his precious daughter.
His eldest daughter, Qin Yaru, was busy painting at the table, creating a scene from the Kaifeng Market. The low and exquisite houses and the stylishly dressed people of all ages filled the canvas. She sat there with her chin resting on her hand, intently observing her work while occasionally chiming in with comments.
"Daddy, welcome home."
Qin Yaru looked up as if the long separation had never happened; she was just welcoming her father back from work as she always did.
Qin Yizhi's eyes turned slightly red as he stroked his beard and smiled. "Ah, Father is back."
The family gathered together for a reunion dinner. Qin Yaru cooked Qin Yizhi's favorite dishes while Qin Xiu went out to buy a jar of fine yellow wine.
Looking at his daughter, who was as beautiful as a flower, Qin Yizhi sighed deeply. "It's a pity that all the Daughter Red I saved for your wedding got lost. Now that we are showing you off in marriage, Daddy can't even prepare good wine."
"It's alright; I still have plenty of jars left," Qin Yaru chuckled. When she married Chen Wenyue, Daddy had gifted her twenty jars of Daughter Red. They had consumed ten jars on the wedding day, and the rest were hidden at home. Before leaving her family, she took out the wine because it was brewed by her parents in the year she was born, waiting for her to grow up; how could she let someone else benefit from it?
Although she feared that Gentle Blue Princess would never want to drink her Daughter Red.
The four of them talked endlessly throughout the night without sleeping, sharing their joys and sorrows over the years. Even Qin Yaru didn't urge her Daddy to rest.
It wasn't until dawn that they finally finished recounting their experiences.
Despite the many hardships they faced, there were also plenty of good things. On his journey into exile, Qin Yizhi encountered many dangers but also met many kind people. From his stories, Qin Yaru could hear little complaint or hatred; instead, she could sense her father's broad-mindedness.
About this, Qin Yizhi has been able to live for so many years.
After hearing about his daughter's experiences over the years, Qin Yizhi embraced Qin Yaru, and the smile in his eyes finally faded a bit: "It's my fault for not recognizing people, causing you to suffer."
Now, regarding Chen Wenyue's accusation against Father-in-law, although it hasn't been finalized, it has spread widely, and Xiangyang Wangfu no longer acknowledges the engagement of Gentle Blue Princess with him.
However, there have long been rumors that Chen Wenyue has gone mad. Reports from Kaifeng Prefecture confirmed that he is indeed confused, talking nonsense all day long, and could not provide any useful information, so he could only be temporarily detained.
Hearing about Chen Wenyue's fate, Qin Yizhi couldn't help but feel sad: "Why suffer? He is a smart man who always studied hard; he just took a wrong turn. Sooner or later, he would have made something of himself."
Qin Yaru remained silent. In reality, achieving success is not that simple. The imperial examination (Keju) never solely considers knowledge; both luck and learning are required, and even then one may not succeed. Chen Wenyue was originally a man with great ambition, so it is not surprising that he would do such things.
"Forget it; let's focus on our family reunion. We can deal with the unhappy things later." Qin Yizhi looked at his eldest daughter and then at his daughter with a smile on his face. "I heard you both have suitors? I've heard of Gao Feng and General Gao; they are not unworthy of our Aman."
Qin Yaru chuckled helplessly: "You should first ask our Xiu if she likes the heir of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. They have come to inquire many times; we can't keep dragging it out."
As soon as these words were spoken, Qin Yizhi immediately turned around and asked with a smile: "Xiu? What do you think?"
Xiu gritted her teeth, her face showing various emotions, but she remained silent. Qin Yizhi laughed: "It seems like you are willing. Ah, daughters grow up too fast." (To be continued)
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