bestfiction Chapter 408: Voice sent to the capital
Chapter 408: Voice sent to the capital
Chapter 408: Thousand Miles of Sound Reaching the Capital
Qiao Lian'er had never heard such harsh words, especially coming from the mouth of her brother who had spoiled her since she was a child. She couldn't even imagine it.
Her eyes opened wide, her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a word.
Qiao Chaoheng softened his heart, sighed, and gently held her in his arms.
"Brother's words were a bit harsh and scared Lian'er. Apologize to Lian'er."
"But we're all here now, and Dad has resigned from his post. We can only go back when there's a great opportunity. My brother hasn't passed the imperial examinations in three years, and I don't know where his future lies. All of this can only be done by Lian'er."
"Lian'er, you only have to endure a little bit of hardship to help the whole family. Everyone will not forget your contribution. From now on, we will worship you like an ancestor, and you can do whatever you want."
"Lian'er, be obedient and don't be willful, ah."
Qiao Lian'er felt like she was standing on a bumpy boat, the water was bottomless and she was constantly being hit by the waves. She had no choice but to grit her teeth and keep moving forward.
She had agreed to do this in the beginning to make a contribution to the family, and there was no turning back.
The whole family's hopes rest on her shoulders.
He swallowed all the pain and struggle and nodded with difficulty.
At dinner in the evening, Qiao Yunni glanced at Qiao Jianer's hand and said, "Jianer, you are used to using your right hand now."
It seemed like just a few days ago, Jianer had been practicing using his right hand, and now he was as skilled as everyone else.
"Mom, I always use my right hand." said Qiao Lianer.
Everyone looked at each other and felt that there was something mysterious about this.
"That's right, sickles always use their right hands. It's been like this since childhood. Remember it well."
Old Mrs. Qiao knocked on the table to emphasize.
Everyone understood that since both of them said so, it must be very useful, so they just had to bite it to death.
"Yes, as a mother, I remember it clearly. The sickle is used with the right hand." Qiao Yunni said.
Before going to bed, Qiao Jianer applied medicine on his left wrist again. The scar left by chopping wood had almost disappeared.
And all these things that disappeared from her will appear on Qiao Lian'er's body.
Now, she has made all the necessary preparations and is just waiting for the storm to come.
There are only three days left until the Thousand Mile Voice Transmission feature is unlocked.
Soon, she will be able to get news about the Pei family directly without having to face the risks involved in delivering letters.
At this time, at the Qiao family in the east end of the village, Qiao Lian'er had fine cloth wrapped around her left wrist and right heel, and she was clumsily using her left hand to pick up food.
She had been spoiled since she was a child, so how could she adapt to all this? She was injured and in a bad mood.
I couldn't pick up a piece of tofu for half a day.
Mrs. Qiao couldn't bear to watch this, but thinking about the family business, she had no choice but to let her daughter suffer.
"Lian'er, be patient. We still have time. A letter just came from the capital saying that the war has just ended and the emperor is busy with affairs in the north. He is also preoccupied with the Pei family's affairs, so the reward has not yet been decided."
"So, it's completely sufficient to wait until you become proficient in using your left hand and the wound heals."
Qiao Lian'er trained again and again with tears in her eyes.
Master Qiao glanced at Qiao Lian'er, his face rather discontented. "You're not a child anymore, yet you start crying over the smallest things. Look at those girls in the village, who doesn't have a few bumps and bruises on their bodies, yet they're all fine. With that kind of mentality, how can you handle such an important responsibility?"
He resigned from his official position and came here to wait. It was originally a gamble. If he lost the gamble, there would be no hope in this life.
It was the first time that Qiao Lian'er saw her father being so strict with her. She shrugged her shoulders, swallowed the bitterness, and tried hard to adapt.
"Dad, if I can do it, I can definitely do it."
Although things were far from as simple as she had imagined, there was nothing she could not get since she was a child, and this time was no exception.
Three days later in the early morning, Qiao Jianer used a huge amount of gold coins to unlock the Thousand Miles Voice Transmission.
But she was at a loss as to how to use it, so she had to ask the space manager for help.
"It's like this. Take an object that you have both touched, press your hand on it, and you can communicate with the other person." said the butler.
Qiao Jianer thought that she and the two brothers had not exchanged anything.
But then I immediately thought, didn’t we touch each other’s letters when we exchanged letters?
Some of the letters were burned, but some are still there.
She went to the drawer, took out the letter, and placed her hand gently on it.
The night was shrouded in darkness, and the moon was bright in the sky. The capital city, which was bustling during the day, was now much quieter. There were only a few carriages passing by on the main road, and a few tables of customers chatting and laughing in teahouses and taverns.
On Sifang Street, the Pei family's mansion is magnificent. Two stone lions stand tall outside the gate, holding pearls in their mouths. Hidden in the misty night, they are majestic and mysterious.
Compared to the nearby official residences that were in a deep sleep, the Pei family's residence was still brightly lit, and the people walking around inside looked tired and exhausted.
A circle of guards surrounded the mansion, their swords drawn and their expressions stern.
The salt transport case has been filed for more than half a month. The Pei family has submitted all the evidence and the relevant documents on the process, waiting for the royal family to make a decision.
"Brother, I checked everything and there is nothing missing."
In the study, Pei Shijiu, with two panda eyes, yawned loudly: "I hope the Heavenly Family will clear our Pei Family's name."
After this incident, the boy, who was only three months away from turning fourteen, looked much more calm.
After saying this, without waiting for a response, Pei Shijiu turned his head and saw Pei Zhujin leaning on the couch, closing his eyes, and already asleep.
These days, his elder brother has been working much harder than him, and now he finally can't hold on any longer.
Pei Shijiu's eyes were a little moist, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.
Having been immersed in such a powerful family since childhood, he was very sensitive to this aspect at a young age.
The emperor must be aware that the Pei family was wronged and deliberately made things difficult for them. He just wanted to take this opportunity to give the Pei family a good warning.
Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. It has been like this for thousands of years. He sighed in his heart.
I covered my brother with a quilt and went to sleep.
"Brother Pei, Brother Pei——"
Pei Zhujin was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard someone calling him. The voice sounded familiar, but he just couldn't remember it at the moment.
He thought he was dreaming again. He had been having bad dreams these days. Either the Pei family was confiscated and exiled, or they were all beheaded.
But this voice was like a spring breeze and did not alert him to any danger.
He is now physically and mentally exhausted, feeling that all his energy has been drained. He also wants someone to talk to him properly, even in a dream.
"Well, you are?" he responded.
"I'm Qiao Jian'er, Brother Pei, you forgot me."
It turned out that he was dreaming about Miss Qiao. Pei Zhujin's lips curled up. During this period, he was a little worried about Miss Qiao's situation. Her business was not going smoothly, and she was afraid that she would be worried and distressed.
Maybe he thinks about something during the day and dreams about it at night.