Chapter nine hundred and thirty second very individual
Qi Wuwei was already depressed and irritable. When he heard the servant's report, he almost lost his temper.
A girl who had not yet left the court rushed to the house to take her uncle home, and she was still yelling, lest the world would not know about it. Qi Wuwei felt that his old face had been completely ruined by Qi Yoyo.
boom!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. He couldn't help but get furious. He slapped his hand on the desk, stood up abruptly, and asked with a dark face: "Where are the people?"
"Back to my lord, the eldest lady is leading Mr. Zhang to the living room." The old servant replied.
"Master Zhang? Is this Zhang Xiaopeng?" Qi Wuwei asked.
"Yes, sir."
"Humph, there will be no one else except him." Qi Wuwei snorted angrily and muttered: "What kind of uncle is it that saves lives? It's almost like those who kill people."
He already knew Zhang Xiaozu's life experience.
If there was no wanted order from the Shen family, he would be shocked and pleasantly surprised, and thought it would be appropriate to marry Qi Yoyo to Zhang Xiaozu.
This marriage not only brings the Qi family and the Zhang family closer together, but also leverages Butcher Zhang's strong influence in the Southern Territory to consolidate the reputation and status of the Qi family in Yancheng and the Southern Territory.
But holding the Shen family's arrest warrant, he was shocked and more afraid, fearing that the Shen family would become red-blooded and turn their anger on his Qi family.
Fortunately, what he was worried about has not happened so far, but whether it will happen in the future is still unknown.
To be honest, the thought of rejecting the marriage between Qi Yoyo and Zhang Xiaozu once crossed his mind, but he quickly put it out.
Because he knew that if he insisted on doing this, Wan Qingqiu would be the first to refuse, and he might really break off with him.
Secondly, Qi Yoyo will definitely not agree and will not listen to him. Maybe she will follow what her mother did back then and fly away with Zhang Xiaozu.
So he could only sigh helplessly: "This is all destined."
When Qi Wuwei came out of the study, the sun shone on his face, Qi Wuwei's two sore eyes were so painful that he couldn't open them. He closed his eyes and felt a strong feeling of dizziness coming to his forehead.
He quickly stood still, circulated his true energy, adjusted his breath, and stabilized his mind.
Days of sorrow and sleeplessness had emptied his body, leaving him physically and mentally exhausted.
In fact, if you put aside your personal affairs and the utilitarianism of wanting to expand your family, and just talk about official business, Qi Wuwei is indeed a good local official.
He put almost all his time and thoughts on the people of Yancheng and the southern border, and even said "He worked hard
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It's not an exaggeration to say "blood, sacrifice and dedication".
As far as Dasu is concerned, he fulfills his duties faithfully.
To the people of Yancheng and the southern border, he was a good official who cared about the people's urgent needs and was willing to do practical things for them.
But as far as Wan Qingqiu is concerned, his husband is really incompetent at his job.
The letter of He Li sent to him by Wan Qingqiu had been kept under his pillow. He had already planned in his mind that after all matters in the southern territory were stabilized, he would go to the imperial capital to apologize.
The worst case scenario is to close the door and let Wan Qingqiu give him a good beating. If he doesn't feel relieved after one beating, then give him two more beatings. Wan Qingqiu can always be coaxed into good health.
Fortunately for him, Butcher Zhang came back from the dead, and he thought Wan Qingqiu's anger must have subsided a lot.
It's not that he doesn't want to go to the funeral of Butcher Zhang, but there are too many facts in Yancheng.
From Yancheng to the Imperial Capital, plus all the other things in between, the trip would probably take at least a month.
He really couldn't feel at ease after being away from Yancheng for a month. Maybe after one visit, there would be no place for him in Yancheng.
He believed that He Bucai and his consort would definitely not miss this great opportunity to suppress him.
He knew very well that this consort He seemed gentle and elegant, but in fact he was very ambitious.
Like him, he also wanted to take advantage of the rapid growth of this empire to build a family business.
At the same time, Qi Wuwei also knew in his heart that the reason why He Bucai was placed in Yancheng by Su Hanlin was to make the two of them check and balance each other.
It is okay to check and balance each other, but he does not want to be the party that is unilaterally controlled.
"Hey, our general who put down the chaos is back."
Qi Wuwei arrived before he arrived, with a bit of sarcasm and reproach in his tone.
He had already received the news that Qi Yoyo had resigned from the post of general to quell the rebellion without even saying hello to him in advance, which made him very angry.
Qi Yoyo, the general who quelled the chaos, was created by her on the battlefield with real swords and guns. He was so important that Qi Wuwei once regarded him as the strong support of the Qi family.
Who would have thought that before he could benefit from it, Qi Yoyo submitted his resignation and resigned from the general position. When he learned the news, he was so angry that he almost broke his back teeth.
Qi Yoyo heard the anger in Qi Wuwei's words, he smiled and stuck out his tongue at Zhang Xiaopou, then stood up with Zhang Xiaopou and walked towards the door to meet him.
"Father……"
"uncle……"
"Humph!" Qi Wuwei glanced at Qi Yoyo and Zhang Xiaozu,
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Suddenly he realized that these two people were indeed a good match, because there was no one he liked that looked like a couple.
"Sit down."
Qi Wuwei sat down on the chair above, calmed his expression, and made a gesture to Zhang Xiaopou, telling him to sit down and talk.
Since Qi Yoyo has identified Zhang Xiaozu and he is unable to stop him, he can only accept Zhang Xiaozu as his uncle.
Now that he has accepted it, he can't look down on Zhang Xiaozhu anymore, because showing off his uncle's looks is equivalent to showing off his daughter's looks, and he understands this truth.
Zhang Xiaozu thanked him and sat down on the chair.
Qi Yoyo stepped forward to make tea for Qi Wuwei and asked with concern: "Father, why do you look so bad? Your eyes are bloodshot. Have you not rested for several days?"
Qi Wuwei's haggard appearance made Qi Yoyo very distressed, especially the few white hairs on his head, which made Qi Wuwei look more than ten years older than his actual age.
Qi Wuwei picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and sighed: "I am worried about food. There is a famine in the south right now, and the people's homes are all out of food. Is your mother okay? Didn't your second brother say when he will come back?"
"Everything is fine, mother. The second brother and second sister-in-law are taking care of the two babies. I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back in a short time." Qi Yoyo replied.
"Haha, disciples of the saint must be taken good care of." Qi Wuwei's haggard face showed a bit of excitement.
Qi Changkong had already written to him about Qi Xiaoyao's appointment as his disciple. Qi Wuwei was very happy to learn that he had a grandson and that he had become a disciple of the saint. He felt that the future of the Qi family was promising.
Qi Wuwei took a sip of tea, looked at Zhang Xiaozu, and his eyes fell on the hat on his head. He endured it for a while, but finally couldn't hold it back anymore. He twitched the corner of his mouth and commented: "Your hat...well, it has a lot of personality."
"..." Zhang Xiaozhu was very embarrassed.
The horns on his head were still there, and he was worried that his ugliness would frighten Qi Wuwei, so he found a hat to cover it up.
But the horns have grown to more than five inches long, and the hat is pushed up very high, making it look very weird.
Qi Yoyo took a look at the funny costume on Zhang Xiaopou's head, quickly turned her head away, and couldn't help but snicker.
Zhang Xiaozhu looked at Qi Yoyo's shrugged shoulders, and a few black lines appeared on his forehead. He said to Qi Wuwei: "Yoyo chose this hat for me. She said it was very personal when worn on my head, and so did my uncle.
Do you think so?"
"Cough...cough..." Qi Wuwei just took a sip of bad tea and choked it into his trachea.
