Chapter 290: The Choice
Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
When dawn came, the city gates opened.
Heng Yi walked out of the city and towards his manor.
When he reached home, the sun had just risen.
Smoke rose from the kitchen of the manor. He raised his hand and knocked on the door.
“Who is it?” The gatekeeper yawned.
When he opened the door and realized that it was his master, he immediately woke up. “Master, you’ve returned!”
“Yes.”
Heng Yi returned to the main courtyard.
His wife and son were still sound asleep.
He went to take a shower first, changed into a clean set of clothes, and returned to the bedroom.
He pulled the blanket and lay down beside Han Qiao.
Han Qiao leaned into his arms, “You’re back?”
“Yes.”
He kissed his beloved wife and said gently, “Go back to sleep.”
Han Qiao glanced at the window. It was already dawn.
“Eat something before you sleep.”
He didn’t feel hungry at first.
But after hearing Han Qiao’s words, Heng Yi suddenly felt the hunger.
“Alright.”
Han Qiao got up and asked Duan Yue to go to the kitchen to get some porridge and soup.
Ah-Yao also woke up.
Heng Yi helped Ah-Yao to pee and poop.
After playing with the baby for a while, a bowl of warm wontons was placed in front of him.
Heng Yi looked at the steaming wontons while Han Qiao fed Ah-Yao.
He pursed his lips and felt that life was complete like this.
After breakfast, Heng Yi went to sleep on the inner side of the bed. The familiar fragrance was mixed with the smell of milk.
Ah-Yao slept beside him.
While the two of them slept soundly, Han Qiao went to the kitchen to see what dishes were available and ordered a few of Heng Yi’s favorite dishes.
She personally stewed a pot of old hen ginseng soup.
When Heng Yi woke up, he could eat it.
Ah-Yao was a good boy. Usually, he would cry loudly when he woke up. Today, he only lightly kicked his father.
When Heng Yi held his little feet, they looked smaller against his large palm.
Out of habit, Heng Yi held him in his arms and cleaned his diapers.
The father and son continued to sleep next to each other.
Han Qiao was very surprised.
One had to know that this little fellow had to eat when she woke up. If she didn’t eat, she wouldn’t be able to sleep.
She didn’t disturb the father and son and continued to knit Heng Yi’s scarf.
She used a lot of fine cotton thread, which was loose and soft when woven together. It would be very warm once it was wrapped around his neck.
She had spent a lot of effort to buy this cotton thread.
The bamboo needles were thick, and the weaving process was very fast.
The brocade box that Heng Yi brought back was placed casually on the table, but Han Qiao didn’t open it.
At noon, when Ah-Yao woke up hungry, Heng Yi woke up too.
Han Qiao went to pull All-Yao into her arms.
Heng Yi came out after settling his life’s matters.
Seeing that the brocade box was not opened, he sat at the side and opened it.
There were five gold bars inside.
Heng Yi was surprised.
Minister Mou had given him a lot.
Han Qiao also came over to take a look, “So many.”
“I’m also very surprised.”
Heng Yi told Han Qiao to keep it.
Han Qiao nodded and placed her son into his arms. She took out the gold bar and looked at it carefully before putting it in the inner room.
Heng Yi held his son in one hand and the scarf Han Qiao was working on in the other.
He had never seen something like this before. It was soft and comfortable in his hand.
After Han Qiao came out, Duan Yue said that lunch was ready.
“Then let’s go to the dining room.”
Heng Yi carried Ah-Yao, and Han Qiao followed beside him.
He could carry All-Yao with one hand and hold Han Qiao with the other.
“I might have to go into the mountains in two days.”
“Okay, let me know earlier. I’ll get the kitchen to prepare some food for you.”
“Yes.”
When they reached the dining room, the children were already waiting.
“Father, Mother.”
“Auntie, Uncle.”
“Sister, Brother-in-law.”
Heng Yi nodded, “Sit down.”
There were a variety of dishes, including ginseng chicken soup.
Han Qiao scooped a bowl for Heng Yi and told him to drink more.
After dinner, the children had to go to school again. They were also very busy.
They had just finished their lunch when someone from the office came to invite Heng Yi back.
“Go. Be careful on the road.” Han Qiao tidied Heng Yi’s clothes.
Only then did she realize that he was bald.
“What happened to your hair?”
“It was stained with some poisonous powder. 1 cut it off myself with a dagger.
Don’t wait for me tonight. 1 might return a little late.”
“Eat early. Don’t starve.” Heng Yi caressed Han Qiao’s face.
He walked away.
Han Qiao watched him leave.
Only then did she learn from Duan Yue that the clothes he sent back were not his constable uniforms.
“Wash it and wrap it up.”
“Yes.”
Han Qiao sat on the chair and exhaled softly.
Although her husband didn’t say anything, she knew the man he was assigned to kill was quite arrogant. He must be very capable.
“Madam…” Duan Yue called out softly.
“I’m fine.”
Han Qiao came back to her senses.
She continued to knit Heng Yi’s scarf.
She wanted to knit one for Han Chi and the others as well.
But she did not expect the children to come over and want to learn from her.
“Alright, let me teach you.”
The girls were very skillful. After Han Qiao taught them for a while, they were able to knit by themselves.
They just didn’t know how to start, but with Han Qiao around, they didn’t need to start on their own.
The window was open, and with a brazier in the corner, the room felt warm.
“We will be moving in two days. You all should also pack up your things. There’s no need to pack too much. The new house is basically ready. Just bring two things.”
“Alright.”
Han Qiao only sat for a while before she went to discuss the dishes for the day after with Aunt Zhao.
There were only so many people in the house, masters, servants, and guests…
She didn’t know how many tables there were, but she had already sent invitations to Feng Xinru, Madam Feng, and the Gong Prince’s consort, so they had to arrange two tables for them.
If there were too many children, it would be too big.
As for Han Chi, he said that Prince Li Zhao was coming and that he had a few new friends as well.
This table had to be arranged in Han Chi’s courtyard.
When the time came, Han Dacheng and the others would have to take care of He Cheng.
She had asked Han Dacheng if he wanted to join Han Chi and get to know the prince and his friends, but they had cowered.
They were not as bold as Zeng Bao’er. Han Qiao was a little worried for them.
Heng Yi arrived at the government office.
Constable Chen immediately stepped forward, “Heng Yi, come here. This is Commander Zhang of Chenzhou, Lord Zhang.”
Zhang Huiguang?
Heng Yi had heard of him.
He sized up the middle-aged man before him.
He was thin and dark, but his eyes were bright and full of vigor. When he looked at people, he gave off an oppressive feeling.
This was a true killing god.
Compared to this, he was far inferior.
“Greetings, Lord Zhang.”
Zhang Huiguang also observed Heng Yi.
He was very tall and strong, and the sword on his waist was obviously good.
Of course, it was not the best thing.
“Bring it up.”
Zhang Huiguang shouted, and someone immediately came up with a brocade box.
Zhang Huiguang opened the box.
There was a sword lying inside.
“Hiss.”
Those who knew what was good could not help but gasp.
Heng Yi didn’t recognize this blade, nor did he know where it came from, but he knew it was a good blade.
The kind that money couldn’t buy.
“I heard that you once beheaded a mountain bandit with a single slash of your blade and last night, you took the life of that rapist. I thought that a talent like you should also be equipped with a good sword to protect the country and benefit the people.”
Zhang Huiguang handed the weapon to Heng Yi.
Heng Yi hesitated.
Constable Chen pushed towards him, “Take it..”
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