Daqian Night Emperor

Chapter 71 Farewell (Changed the title)
The jar is not big, weighing only one pound.

The three siblings shared the jar of wine on the dock, braving the night breeze.

Although Zhao Chengwu was happy, he would only look outside from the corner of his eyes from time to time.

But no one came to the other end of the long street.

A fleeting look of loss flashed across his eyes, but he soon showed an honest smile again and said his final goodbyes to his brothers and sisters.

The cargo ship struck the gong three times.

Zhao Chengwu bowed to his brothers and sisters who were seeing him off, then turned around and strode onto the boat.

Zhao Nishang and Zhao Guanxiang both watched until the cargo ship raised the anchor, hoisted the sails, and slowly headed north.

Zhao Guanxiang looked at the direction where the cargo ship was going, restrained the smile on his face, and sighed: "After all, Marquis Weiwu and we are not of the same kind. Father-in-law knew about this, but still sent Ah Wu away... Is that really a good idea?"

Zhao Nishang rolled her eyes at him. He had just said "a good man has ambitions", but now that Xiaowu left, she immediately became worried.

She shook her head and said, "Border army affairs are more complicated than you and I imagined. No matter how powerful the Marquis of Weiwu is or how brave the Iron Wolf Guards are, they can defeat the swords and spears of powerful enemies, but they cannot defeat the hidden arrows of their own people."

"Without soldiers or armor, are we going to fight on the battlefield with bare hands? Without food or rice, are we going to kill the enemy on an empty stomach?"

"Without the secret assistance from Zhao's Company, Daqian would have no Iron Wolf Guards guarding the border ten years ago."

"Don't say that Marquis Weiwu is not of the same kind as us. Even if my adoptive father killed his entire family, he would have to grit his teeth and squeeze out a word of 'thank you'. Ah Wu doesn't have to worry about what Marquis Weiwu will do to him when he goes to Jizhou. If anything happens to him, the one who should be most worried and afraid is Marquis Weiwu."

Zhao Guanxiang showed a puzzled look. Although Marquis Weiwu came from a poor family and did not have a deep background, he was now very powerful in the army and seemed to be a giant in the area. He shouldn't be treading on thin ice when leaving the country as his third sister said, right?
He was about to refute when he suddenly remembered a file sealed in the warehouse of the Astronomical Survey Office. He was shocked: "Is the 'Emperor's Arsenal' case true?!"

Zhao Nishang glanced at him from the corner of her eyes and said, "Just keep it in mind. This is not something a seventh-rank official like you should be involved in."

"You will be promoted back sooner or later. You will be promoted back sooner or later."

Zhao Guanxiang responded sullenly and didn't dare to talk back.

But he was also relieved about Zhao Chengwu's fate and asked, "Since you know all this, why are you still worried about Xiaowu?"

Zhao Nishang looked again in the direction where the ship was sailing away.

But as the night deepened, there was no trace of the cargo ship on the river.

There was a hint of worry in her eyes, and her voice trembled: "After all, we are going to a frontier battlefield. The fighting is real, and the corpses everywhere are also real..."

"As a sister, how can I not worry about my brother going to a battlefield full of blood and corpses?"

……

On the deck of the cargo ship, Zhao Chengwu stood at the side, looking at the Kyoto city gradually moving away.

Until the ship rounded a bend and could no longer be seen.

He still stood there, letting his sleeves rustle in the river breeze.

"Fifth Young Master."

Until a guard came up behind Zhao Chengwu, bowed to him, and said, "The benefactor has sent something to the ship a long time ago, saying it is a gift for you, would you like to take a look?"

Zhao Chengwu was stunned for a moment, then showed great surprise: "Godfather has a gift for me? What is it? Bring it up quickly and let me see it."

"Please wait."

After a while, five or six Owl Guards came up carrying a long object.

No one knew what that thing was. It was wrapped in black cloth. Five or six skilled hands were lifting it together. Each of them was gritting their teeth until their faces turned red and their necks became thick, with veins on their foreheads bulging.

When the things were brought in front of Zhao Chengwu, everyone put them down carefully and removed the black cloth wrapped around them.

It was actually a spear!
The whole body is dark green in color, and it is made of unknown metal. The edge of the blade is as smooth as a mirror and can cut a hair with a blow.

Zhao Chengwu took just one look and couldn't take his eyes off it. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

The leading Xiaowei wiped his sweat and introduced: "This spear is called Qingcang, one of the 72 famous weapons in the Daqian Disha Pu. It weighs a thousand pounds and cannot be used by ordinary warriors."

"The Lord has said that if the Fifth Young Master can kill 3,000 enemy leaders with this gun, he can return to the capital."

"If you are not a Zhoutian realm warrior, I am afraid it will be difficult to wield this spear. The fifth young master has just entered the evil transformation realm, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Chengwu excitedly picked up the dark green iron spear with one hand.

The famous spear that required five or six people to lift together was as light as a feather in his hand. Everyone present stared with their eyes wide open, and the Xiao Wei who had just spoken swallowed his words.

"Is this a gift from my godfather?"

Zhao Chengwu stroked the gun gently, and the more he looked at it, the happier he felt. The slight feeling of disappointment that Zhao Qi'an had not personally sent him off was now gone.

He picked up his gun and practiced his shooting skills on the deck.

The sound of gunfire was like the roar of a dragon.

……

On the other side, inside the princess’s mansion.

Zhao Qi'an came back from the Health Hall and stayed in the study for a while.

The desk was piled with official documents waiting for his approval, most of which were sent by the business staff, and some were sent directly from Xiaowei.

In the past, official documents would have been processed early, but today, none of them have been opened and are piled up on the desk.

Zhao Qi'an sat in the study for a while, then stood up and left the house and went to the yard.

The bright moon hangs high in the sky, and the silver moonlight spreads across the courtyard.

There were several small trees in the yard, and their branches, which had just sprouted tender buds, cast mottled shadows in the moonlight.

The small pond in the center of the courtyard was sparkling, and the reflection of the full moon was swaying slightly in the water. Occasionally, a fallen leaf would slowly fall into the water, creating circles of tiny ripples, quietly breaking the water-like tranquility.

Zhao Qi'an stood quietly in the yard for a while, looking towards the northwest.

He didn't know how much time had passed before the gate creaked slightly, bringing him back to his senses.

Zhao Qian looked towards the gate, only to see a burly figure crouching and tiptoeing into the yard like a thief.

"Ah Chou."

Zhao Qian called out without thinking. Even if he didn't see the face, he could guess who it was just by looking at the fleshy body.

His voice frightened the ugly slave who was trying to sneak back into the yard.

She looked over tremblingly, and when she saw the figure in the yard, she patted her chest and said, "I'm so scared, Master, why are you standing in the yard at night instead of sleeping? Aren't you scared?"

She walked towards Zhao Qi'an, patting her chest and gasping for air.

Zhao Qi'an smiled and asked, "Are you back?"

When Chou Nu saw him like this, he immediately felt guilty and looked away: "Ah, you're back."

Before Zhao Qi'an could say anything harsh, she immediately admitted her mistake and said, "Master, I was wrong."

"Are you so straightforward in admitting your mistake today?"

"My mistake is that it's not that I don't like children, it's just that I haven't met a child like Miss Eight before."

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"Ms. Eighth is so cute. Hehe, I wish she were my daughter."

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"My future children will definitely be as cute as Miss Eight."

Zhao Qi'an looked the ugly slave up and down in silence, then retracted his gaze and walked towards the house:
"Make a wish and go to the temple, now go back to the house and sleep!"

These words made Chou Nu furious...

Angry for a moment.

She clenched her fists tightly and swore to herself that she would never be lazy like before.

I have to practice well starting from tomorrow and break through the ghost realm of "Rakshasa" as soon as possible.

From today on, this book is renamed "Daqian Ye Tianzi"

At least it was "speakable", at least it didn't sound like it was wholesaled from the studio, right...

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(End of this chapter)