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The house was built very quickly, rising from the ground in just a few months. Two houses were constructed simultaneously, and their completion times were nearly the same. The exterior resembled most of the brick and stone buildings in Kaifeng City, but when it came to the interior decoration, Qin Yaru was hesitant to hand it over to someone else and disliked options that looked good but were not comfortable to live in.
Although she did not understand architecture, Qin Yaru had seen and experienced a lot. In the Twenty-First Century, people's homes prioritized convenience and comfort, and the pursuit of these aspects had almost reached its peak.
Whether it was minimalist or luxurious, in short, a so-called mansion should make the mistress want to stay inside forever once she moved in; otherwise, the designer might as well retire.
With some free time on her hands, Qin Yaru focused all her thoughts on home design, drawing the design plans herself and finding carpenters to make the furniture.
Since it was a house for her own residence and not meant for entertaining strangers, Qin Yaru arranged all the rooms to be comfortable rather than extravagant.
When Qin Xiu saw her sister's watercolor three-dimensional drawings, with polished beige wooden boards and warm-colored fabric sofas, and then looked at the few strokes drawn by Qin Yaru depicting a person in casual clothing who looked just like her, comfortably nestled on the sofa with a teacup in hand, she couldn't help but feel excited. She forgot all about the design plans given by her brother and hugged her sister affectionately.
Qin Yaru could only smile helplessly while enjoying her sister's shoulder rubs and leg massages. She honestly helped her sister design several versions while letting her worry about which one to choose.
Currently, Kaifeng City was peaceful.
The Qin family was earnestly preparing a dowry for Qin Xiu. Although everyone was busy, they were living comfortably and happily together.
Zhao Zichang genuinely liked Xiu. Even after their engagement when they were not supposed to meet, he couldn't help but sneakily wait outside the Qin family's door for a chance encounter.
Various gifts were sent into their home for Qin Yizhi, all of which were things that girls liked. One day, Qin Yaru happened to see Zhao Zichang fidgeting in front of her sister's carriage. Laughter occasionally rang out from inside the carriage, making her feel delighted yet somewhat envious. After all, she was older now; even during her most affectionate moments with Gao Feng, she didn't seem to have such a daughterly demeanor. She wondered if Gao Feng felt any unresolved feelings about this.
A year passed quickly.
Finally, the day had come for Xiu to get married. The dowry was quite substantial, at least for the Qin Family, it was the best they could offer.
Before leaving, Xiu cried her heart out, her makeup a complete mess. Qin Yaru's eyes were red; she had finally found her sister back, but before they could spend much time together, this precious sister was going to belong to someone else. How could she accept that?
On the other hand, Qin Yizhi remained calm and smiled as he comforted her, "Xiu, stop crying. Look at your flower-like face; if your groom sees you like this, he might suspect that we swapped brides!"
He rarely joked with his daughter, but his few words managed to make Qin Xiu smile through her mix of joy and sorrow as she finally stepped out of the house.
Busy and absent, Qin Wenyuan personally carried Xiu to the flower sedan chair and sent her off to the Wang residence.
Perhaps it was psychological, but Qin Yaru suddenly felt that the house had become much quieter. With Xiu marrying into the Wang residence and Da Lang being taken away by Zhao Zichang for his studies, having a nephew around made Xiu feel more at ease. After all, the Wang residence was not her family home; no matter how well Zhao Zichang treated her, loneliness was inevitable. With Da Lang there, it would be easier for her to get through this adjustment period.
Originally, it wasn't appropriate for Da Lang to stay in the Wang residence for an extended period; it wasn't proper etiquette for a newlywed bride to bring her nephew from her family home to live with her husband’s family.
According to Qin Yizhi's strict adherence to etiquette, he shouldn't have agreed. However, for some reason, he took the initiative to suggest that Xiu take Da Lang with her for convenience in his studies. Now that the teacher had become an uncle-in-law, their relationship was even closer. It wouldn't be seen as inappropriate for Da Lang to stay in the Wang residence for a while.
Qin Yaru thought about it for a moment and realized what her father was planning. He was worried about potential troubles for the Qin Family and wanted to ensure Da Lang's safety.
Qin Yizhi did not underestimate his eldest daughter’s understanding. In his previous life, he refrained from telling her everything because he feared she would suffer losses. This time around, things were not as dire as before, so he would not hide anything.
"Qin Yaru, why don't you marry General Gao sooner? I think it's really not wise to delay your relationship any longer." Qin Yizhi was not a cowardly man, but when it came to family, he always cared deeply. "Don't be fooled by Xiangyang Wang's reputation for valuing talent; he is surrounded by unscrupulous people. He is not someone to be underestimated and will definitely not let me off easily."
At this point, Qin Yizhi frowned slightly, feeling puzzled: "Back then when he tried to recruit me and raised my suspicions by secretly mining gold and manufacturing heavy crossbows, I thought I was cautious enough not to let him notice anything amiss. Yet before I knew it, I was betrayed by Chen Wenyue and the Qin Family... But given Xiangyang Wang's nature, how could he simply exile me? With his power, it wouldn't be too difficult for him to wipe out our Qin Family without anyone knowing. Why go through the trouble of exiling me and sending people after me? Isn't that just overkill?"
Qin Yizhi was completely confused, and Qin Yaru didn't understand either. However, these minor details were not important at the moment. No matter what wind Xiangyang Wang was blowing back then, it was already in the past.
What they faced in the future was trouble ahead; they just didn't know whether Gao Feng and his group would smoothly crush Xiangyang Wang or if a bloody storm would be necessary to end it all.
Years ago, Qin Yizhi had discovered that Xiangyang Wangfu was plotting something sinister. Now, after such a long time, it was still unclear whether Xiangyang Wang was already prepared for rebellion or if his power had grown strong enough to the point where even the Official could no longer suppress him.
Although Qin Yaru had an inkling, it was impossible for the Song Dynasty to fall at this time. In fact, historical records did not mention any rebellions occurring.
There had been rebellions within the Song Dynasty, but those were merely peasant uprisings of limited scale; none had escalated to a point that made the court anxious. As for conspiracies within the royal family, there had never been a single instance.
But who could say that the current Song Dynasty was the same one she read about in the history books of the Twenty-First Century? Now that her biological father had confirmed that Xiangyang Wang intended to rebel, it couldn't possibly be nonsense.
Such matters were not something to joke about.
A true rebellion could not be initiated on a whim, nor could it leave no traces behind. Given the current situation, Gao Feng and his group must have already grasped a lot of information. (To be continued)
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