Yu Tingwan remained silent for a long ti.
It felt as though sothing scratched at her heart, lightly, but it was itchy.
Her ears began to burn.
The bamboo crafts at the stall were all bought by Wei Zhao in the end.
From initial sighs to envy, the young lady beca numb.
Every shot hit the mark.
Wei Zhao hit not just the people but everything accurately.
However, to be fair to the old woman, he eventually paid for them.
Yu Tingwan gently said, "Old lady, the night air is damp. It’s better to head ho early."
The old woman thanked her.
The elderly face brightened with joy. Setting up a stall was better than idling at ho; a penny is still inco.
She hadn’t sold much earlier in the day and was quite discouraged. Who would have thought she’d make good money at night?
A whole sack full, Wei Zhao loaded it onto the horse.
Yu Tingwan asked, "Have you played the hoop ga before, my love?"
"Never."
The hoop ga is usually played by young girls.
"I did throw arrows into pots a few tis while studying at the Imperial College."
All noble children could do that.
Wei Zhao was not particularly enthusiastic.
"My younger uncle taught archery."
The hoop ga really ant nothing to him.
Yu Tingwan: "My father can also shoot arrows!"
She suddenly grew excited.
"Before, we had a scarecrow with fruit on top in our yard. My father could hit it six tis out of ten from thirty zhang away! He was the most skilled in the Escort Agency!"
Speaking of her parents, there was a glimr in her eyes.
Wei Zhao: "I can too."
Yu Tingwan looked at him.
Wei Zhao: "But I don’t use fruit as targets."
"What do you use?"
"Living people."
Yu Tingwan: ?
Wei Zhao: "As long as the bow and arrow can reach, I can make the opponent die, even if they’re moving, I wouldn’t miss."
It sounded impressive.
Yu Tingwan didn’t dare to doubt him anymore.
Wei Zhao turned to look at Yu Tingwan: "Where else do you want to go?"
"We must set off for Shangjing tomorrow. I suggest we return early to rest."
Wei Zhao said to her, "We will be on the road for a long ti, without stopping anywhere to enjoy the journey. It might be boring for you."
"Before departing tomorrow, we need to buy so food and so storybooks to pass the ti."
Traveling with the young lady, we can’t just survive on quick als and outdoor sleeping.
"We must set off before noon tomorrow."
This place is too remote, with mostly barren mountains and land along the way.
"To arrive at the next resting point before dark."
The young lady wasn’t aware of all this, not having traveled much. She wouldn’t question his arrangents.
Still, she was seriously suspicious.
"Did you say all that just to return earlier, my love?"
Wei Zhao replied: "I won’t deny it."
"The motive is indeed not pure."
The night was deep; two lanterns had been knocked over by laughing children, casting flickering lights.
Just as they returned to the courtyard, soone was standing at the gate.
It was Rong Di.
No one knew how long he had been standing there.
Wei Zhao frowned slightly, lifted Yu Tingwan off the horse,
Rong Di strode over and, taking the reins naturally, said respectfully: "General."
Then he cupped his hands and saluted Yu Tingwan: "Madam."
Yu Tingwan wasn’t surprised to see Rong Di.
After all, when it ca to moving the Zhu Family’s treasures, he had the most experience.
Rong Di ca, evidently with sothing to report to Wei Zhao.
Wei Zhao opened the door and said to Yu Tingwan: "Don’t sleep yet, wait for in the room."
The tone was calm and natural.
No underlying aning could be heard.
Rong Di didn’t think there was anything unusual.
In those officials’ houses, wives always waited for their husbands to return before turning off the lights to sleep.
How could Yu Tingwan not understand Wei Zhao’s aning?
He was truly in a hurry.
And very eager.
The young lady didn’t respond.
She just walked off.
Yet Wei Zhao knew she heard him, chuckled, and turned to Rong Di: "Let’s talk inside."
"Yes."
On the way to the study.
Wei Zhao asked: "How is Fu ng?"
ntion of Fu ng brought a shade of worry to Rong Di’s face.
"After the master left, it was agitated for a few days."
At the entrance of the post station, several large pits had ford.
"It wanted to see the master, but I could only ask it to wait."
Waiting for the day Wei Zhao returned to Shangjing, resuming his identity, living that life once again.
"It threw a tantrum."
That was hard to placate.
Speaking of which, Rong Di was at a loss for words.
"But, it found out that when the master left, he also wanted to find the madam."
Only to discover Yu Tingwan wasn’t there either.
Hu Dongxi pondered with its head and ca to a conclusion.
——The master took Yu Tingwan away but didn’t take it!
This was a blow.
Hu Dongxi couldn’t accept it.
It was very sad.
It wanted to make a fuss!
Even if Yu Tingwan was favored, how had Wei Zhao not moved on yet?
Rong Di: "After its outburst, even He Yushi was bothered, and after making a fuss for a long ti, it might have co to realize the facts, and locked itself in a room for three days."
Wei Zhao: ...
Such drama.
He chuckled.
But Rong Di couldn’t resist saying: "Does the general not want to know what happened afterward?"
"What could possibly happen? Will it starve itself?"
Rong Di was at a loss for words.
No wonder Wei Zhao had raised it; no one knew Fu ng’s temper better than him.
"Indeed, it did not."
Since at al tis, the room door would open a crack.
The tiger eyes would dart around.
It wanted to see! Who dared neglect it!
If they dared, it would tear down the house!
But the Wei Family Army didn’t give it a chance.
The als were delivered promptly.
It was well-fed every al.
After all, being full gave it energy to continue its tantrum.
Everyone in the Wei Family Army, including Rong Di, had the sense to avoid nearing it. Lest this tiger suddenly went berserk.
But a certain crow didn’t know this.
The blue crow flew into the room, finally perched by Fu ng’s ear cawing.
Then it nuzzled the tiger’s ear and said a newly learned phrase.
——Fool, he doesn’t want you anymore.
Imagine how angry Fu ng was.
Rong Di: "The crow’s feathers were almost all plucked."
The crow felt too ashad to face anyone.
So...
Rong Di: "It locked itself in the room next to Fu ng’s."
Wei Zhao: ...
Wei Zhao sat down to make tea, poured Rong Di a cup.
"How’s it going with Prince Ying?"
This matter, Rong Di knew.
After all, after receiving Wei Zhao’s order, it was he who sent Elder Ge to check Ying Fuyan’s pulse and illness.
He beca serious.
With a weighty tone.
"Elder Ge privately inford that Prince Ying’s condition is not promising. The general has also checked his pulse; I’m afraid he knows too. For now, we can only manage to sustain him gradually, precious dicines are indispensable."
These efforts were simply to prolong life by a few years.
Wei Zhao: "Use any dicine needed; if anything is hard to find, just let know."
"Yes."
"Have Elder Ge stay with him."
Rong Di hesitated: "Returning to Shangjing, most likely the Holy Emperor will command you to send Elder Ge to treat the Eastern Palace."
Wei Zhao was nonchalant.
"No, he won’t."
Wei Zhao’s tone was airy: "The Crown Prince won’t live that long."
Who knows if it’s the Crown Prince who wouldn’t live long,
or if he wouldn’t let the Crown Prince live.
Wei Zhao: "Did you co today because?"
If nothing, you may leave.
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