On the seventh day of the seventh lunar month in the third year of Qianyuan, on the day of Qixi Festival, Yan Qiwei, the elder of the Yan family, moved into the Zhenxi Hou Mansion and forced her to recommend Yan Kangping to the position in the name of the head of the Yan family.

The person who completely pushed their mother and daughter into the abyss in the previous life, yet lived in peace and wealth in Zhenxihou Mansion until his death.

Yan Qing looked at the green-covered car slowly approaching in the distance, his eyes filled with frost.

My father often said that Yan Qiwei had a righteous heart but a miserable life experience.

Because he was born prematurely, his body was too weak to practice martial arts, and he could not bear the heavy responsibility of the Yan family. He felt ashamed and invited himself to guard the ancestral temple.

He gave birth to a son at an old age, but he had not yet enjoyed the happiness of a family relationship. His two sons were less than fifteen, but they were both lost in Western Xinjiang.

Yan Qiwei was deeply hit when his wife passed away. Yan Qiwei was deeply hit. From then on, he lived alone guarding his ancestral temple.

Every year when his father returned to Beijing to report on his work, he would take them around their hometown in Huxi and stay for half a month to take care of Yan Qiwei. As a result, they could only stay in Kangdu for three to five days before having to rush back to the frontier.

But who would have thought that when they show their heart to others, others will turn against them and be ruthless!

"Our little general Yan is here well!"

The old voice woke Yan Qing from his memories, but it was Yan Qiwei who arrived.

Her gray hair is meticulous, her gentle and loving smile is the same as before, and her playful greeting remains unchanged.

If it hadn't been for the painful lessons learned in the previous life, I'm afraid I still wouldn't be able to hear the gloating in his words!

"I haven't seen you for half a year, and my second uncle's body has become stronger and stronger."

Yan Qing suppressed the coldness in his eyes and replied in a neutral tone.

"Not as good as you young people!"

Yan Qiwei said with a smile, and glanced behind Yan Qing with his narrowed eyes, "How is your mother? There is a fate in life and death. You are still young. You have to be more open-minded. The days ahead will be long."

A cold light flashed across Yan Qing's eyes, and vicious resentment gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake.

The next day?

The days when they were traded like goods?!

"Second uncle, don't blame me. Mother has gone to take care of the house in the south of the city."

Yan Qing lowered his eyelashes, hiding all the hatred and anger in his heart.

She will make them pay the price, but she must not ruin her mother's reputation or her own future because of them!

"After all, the Marquis Mansion is an official residence and cannot be lived in by ordinary people."

Yan Qing said, "It is a great gift that I have received your majesty's care and allowed me to recuperate here. I will never dare to have guests as I did in the past. Therefore, I have asked my second uncle to temporarily stay in a separate courtyard in the south of the city while he is in Beijing."

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Yan Qiwei's face stiffened. He was about to step onto the stone steps of the Marquis Mansion. He raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Qing: "Second girl, is this your mother's intention?"

"I dare not neglect my second uncle, but the rules of the court are like this, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Yan Qing met Yan Qiwei's gaze without hesitation, "Father often said that my second uncle had a deep understanding of righteousness. I think he would understand the difficulties of the younger generation."

As soon as Yan Qing finished speaking, Yan Qiwei was interrupted by another person: "Yan Qing, do you still have your heart? Your second uncle is not in good health, and he came all the way from his hometown in Huxi. As Yan Qing,

Why can’t my old man live in the Hou Mansion anymore?”

Yan Qing followed the voice and looked at Yan Kangping, who was dressed in court uniform, and sneered: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching and the ceremony of the banquet has not yet been decided. It is the time when people are needed. Minister Yan does not go to the Ministry of Rites after going to court. Aren't you afraid of the memorial from the Yushitai?"

Yan Kangping's heart felt cold at the sight of Yan Qing, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Yan Qiwei saw everything in his eyes, with a strange smile hidden on his wrinkled face. Taking advantage of the identity of the elder, he half blamed and half advised: "Second girl, you have said it before. Kang Ping is your uncle, although he has already

Although he is separated from the main family, he is still a member of the Yan family and is your elder."

"That's what my second uncle said."

Yan Qing withdrew his gaze and said to Yan Qiwei, "Second uncle has come a long way, and it's been a hard life sleeping in the open air all the way. It's better to go to another courtyard to have a good rest. Tomorrow, I will take care of my second uncle."

Yan Qiwei glanced at Yan Kangping, but Yan Kangping had been very frightened in front of Yan Qing ever since Yan Qing almost killed him, and he didn't dare to choke at this time.

Mud cannot hold up a wall.

Yan Qiwei lowered his eyelids and nodded slightly as if in agreement: "Second girl, you are thoughtful."

He also hated Yan Kangping and said: "You are still an uncle, and you are not as good as the second girl in thinking! Oh, you, if you can be half as steady as the second girl, I will hand over the responsibility of the Yan family to

You dare to go see big brother!"

What does he mean? He won’t help himself?

How could he take the money and do nothing?!

Yan Kangping was anxious: "She is quite stable! It's hard to say whether she cares about us elders or not."

Yan Qiwei glanced at Yan Kangping and narrowed his eyes slightly.

idiot.

Does she respect her elders? Everyone has eyes to see and mouths to speak. As an elder, it is not shameful to say in the street that the younger generation does not respect her?

But what does this have to do with myself?

The more noisy it is, the better!

"What are these words?"

Yan Qiwei hit the ground with his crutch, and scolded him in a deep voice with a wrinkled face, "I know you have had troubles before, but after all, we are still a family, and we will live in the same home in the future. You are going to make my big brother angry.

Is there no peace here?! Cough cough cough... cough!"

The sudden increase in volume seemed to exhaust Yan Qiwei's strength, forcing him to hold on to a cane while gasping and coughing, as if he might lose his breath at any time.

Yan Kangping's eyes flashed, and he rushed forward to support Yan Qiwei and shouted at Yan Qing: "Are you going to make us elders angry to death before you give up? Why don't you help your second uncle into the house and ask for the imperial doctor!"

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Yan Qing watched Yan Qiwei and Yan Kangping's performance from a high position and sneered in his heart.

If he was so angry to death, Yan Qiwei would not be the longest-lived member of the Yan family.

Although she knew that the two people were just acting, Yan Qiwei was still half-dead at the gate of the Marquis' Mansion. If she didn't let anyone in, tomorrow there would be rumors in the streets that Yan Qing didn't respect the elders of the clan and didn't know filial piety!

"Come here, help your second uncle into the house."

Yan Qingleng's eyebrows were solemn, and someone carried Yan Qiwei into the house, but did not stop Yan Kangping who was rushing in.

As soon as Yan Qiwei was carried in, a noble and restrained sedan stopped in front of Yan's mansion.

Yan Qing hurriedly greeted him and said respectfully: "Mr. Fang came at the right time. The elders of the family have just arrived in the capital and are very unwell. Sir, there is no need to get off the sedan. Let's hurry up and Mr. Lao will treat the elders of the family.

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"You don't have to be polite, little general. The patient is important, so let's go into the house first!"

After listening to Fang Qiao's words, Yan Qing stopped delaying and hurriedly called people into the house to go to the courtyard where Yan Qiwei was placed.

The people watching the excitement in front of the door were waiting for the Yan family's soldiers to disperse before they dared to speak up and start talking.

"It was the sedan chair of Fang Mansion just now, right? Mr. Fang, whom General Yan called, couldn't be the one I thought, could he?"

One person communicates with the person next to him in disbelief.
Chapter completed!