Martial Arts Crossover: It All Started with Hijacking Li Canghai

"They still have the nerve to show their faces?" Azhu's voice was tinged with anger. "How did they treat Mother back then? Now that they see we're doing well, they want to curry favor? Tell them to get lost!"

Azhu had absolutely no liking for that so-called maternal grandfather.

"Azhu, forget it." Ruan Xingzhu patted her daughter's hand.

She didn't hate her father too much, after all, she had risked her life for what she did.

It's understandable that Ruan Zhengde wanted to distance himself from the family for the sake of his family.

"I won't see anyone," Ruan Xingzhu said casually. "Just say I'm not feeling well and I won't see anyone."

She just wants to live a peaceful life with her daughter and doesn't want to get involved in those families anymore.

The maid acknowledged the order and was about to leave.

"etc."

A voice came from outside the courtyard.

Qin Han walked in leisurely.

"Your Highness!"

When Azhu saw Qin Han, her eyes lit up, and she quickly went to greet him.

"Greetings, Your Highness." Ruan Xingzhu bowed.

"Madam Ruan, there's no need for such formalities." Qin Han offered a slight gesture of support and smiled, "I just heard someone outside requesting an audience with you, Madam."

Ruan Xingzhu gave a wry smile. "Your Highness has made a fool of yourself. They are just some sycophants; I simply don't want to see them."

She thought Qin Han was just saying it casually, but she didn't see the meaningful look in Qin Han's eyes.

There are no longer any of the four great families in Sichuan, and Qin Han felt it necessary to support one of his own to consolidate the wealth.

"To be opportunistic or sycophantic is not necessarily true." Qin Han walked to the stone table and sat down. A'Zhu came over and poured him a cup of tea. "Sometimes, one can't avoid the ways of the world."

"Your Highness means..." Ruan Xingzhu asked, somewhat puzzled.

Qin Han took a sip of tea before explaining Ruan Zhengde's visit and his decision.

"...That's how it is. I have already promised him that as long as the lady is willing to return to take charge of the Ruan family, I can ensure that the Ruan family will prosper in Sichuan and Jiangnan."

After Qin Han finished speaking, he looked at Ruan Xingzhu and said, "This decision was not made for you by me. Whether you go or not is entirely up to you."

She should be addressed as "mother-in-law," but Ruan Xingzhu is indeed quite young, so calling her "mother-in-law" would be too old. It would be better to address her as "Madam Ruan."

Ruan Xingzhu didn't mind.

However, A'Zhu's face showed some unease.

She actually didn't want her mother to go back to the family.

But they also knew that this was a tremendous opportunity that Qin Han had given to the Ruan family, and also to their mother.

Take control of the Ruan family!

Ruan Xingzhu remained silent, stunned.

go back?

My instinct was to refuse.

But Qin Han's words echoed in his mind.

Qin Han is now the King of Shu, holding a prestigious position.

Although A'Zhu was favored, her position in the Prince's mansion was ultimately shallow.

If she could take control of the Ruan family and turn it into a money bag for Qin and Han, then both she and her daughter A'Zhu would have an unshakeable position in the royal palace.

This is not just a family honor, but also a real benefit and a source of support.

Feng Shui turns.

The Ruan family had once questioned her in every way.

Now the Ruan family has to kneel down and beg her to go back.

Only with her return can the Ruan family continue its glory.

Otherwise, Qin Han wouldn't have given such a small family in Jiangnan a second glance.

As for the Chai family...

Ha ha.

Ruan Xingzhu also had her pride.

You once looked down on me, thinking I was a disgrace to your family; now I'll make you unable to reach me.

After a long while, Ruan Xingzhu seemed to have figured it out.

She bowed gracefully to Qin Han.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

"Xingzhu is willing to go back."

……

News of the great victory at Tiemenguan spread like wildfire throughout the entire Shu region.

Wanyan Zongbi led over 100,000 elite Jin troops in a disarray as they retreated north under the combined attack of the Liao Dynasty.

This battle established the Qin and Han dynasties' unshakeable position in Sichuan.

The people of Sichuan were overjoyed and spread the news far and wide.

The Qin Prince's mansion was also filled with a joyous atmosphere.

Li Jing is handling the post-war affairs in an orderly manner, taking over the territory, pacifying the people, and drafting a list of those who have made contributions and will be rewarded, which will be submitted to the King of Qin for review later.

The Qin and Han dynasties, on the other hand, welcomed their great contributors.

In the pavilion in the backyard, Li Canghai was dressed in white. She wore no fancy jewelry, only a jade hairpin to casually tie up her cascading white hair.

Even so, her pure and refined, otherworldly temperament could not be concealed.

Across from them sat a pretty girl dressed in exotic clothing, who appeared somewhat uneasy.

She was Yelü Yan, the youngest princess of the Liao Dynasty.

"That's how it is." Li Canghai's voice remained as cold as ever. "I severely injured Bai Sun Dao Ren, and he won't recover for at least a year or two. Wanyan Zongbi lost his greatest reliance and was cut off from supplies, so he had no choice but to retreat."

These words were spoken so casually, as if it were just a trivial matter.

Qin Han knew that in a duel between grandmasters, the slightest mistake could lead to death.

Holding Li Canghai's hand, I felt its cool touch.

"You've worked hard, Madam," Qin Han said with concern.

Li Canghai felt the warmth of Qin Han's palm, and a gentle ripple appeared in his cool eyes.

He shook his head. "It's not hard work."

A simple sentence moved Qin Han deeply.

"Where is Yelü Hongji? Why didn't he come with you?"

When Yelü Hongji was mentioned, Li Canghai's face showed helplessness.

"He still needs to rush back to the Liao Dynasty to reorganize the court. As for Her Highness the Princess, she can only come with me..."

Upon hearing this, Qin Han looked at Yelü Yan and said, "Princess Yan, I am already aware of the Liao Emperor's intentions. Since he has entrusted you to me, I will certainly treat you well."

Yelü Yan was overjoyed and stammered, "It's all up to Your Highness."

Qin Han's favorite thing was a young girl blushing, and only a young girl's blushing could explain everything.

He paused, then continued, "However, my birth mother is not currently in Chengdu, so this grand wedding ceremony cannot be held for the time being. How about we hold a magnificent wedding for you after I welcome her back?"

Now that Sichuan is stable and we have our own territory and influence, it is indeed time to bring my mother and Aunt Nian, who live far away in Yangzhou during the Qing Dynasty, over here.

Yelü Yan, being a sensible person, immediately nodded in agreement: "I will leave it to Your Highness's arrangements; Yan'er has no objections."

"Bamboo Sword, Orchid Sword, take the princess down to rest first," Qin Han instructed.

"Yes."

Bamboo Sword and Orchid Sword stepped forward and gestured for Yelü Yan to enter.

Even though Yelü Yan was granted a general amnesty, he still felt some pressure facing Qin Han and Li Canghai.

He quickly stood up, bowed to Qin Han and Li Canghai respectively, and then hurriedly left with the maid.

Watching her almost fleeing figure, Qin Han shook his head helplessly.

"This Yelü Hongji is really quite audacious; isn't he afraid that his daughter will suffer a loss here with me?"

"What loss could you possibly suffer? You're so smug." Li Canghai glared at him. "By marrying the Liao princess, your status as the Prince of Shu will have another layer of protection. You'll have more room to maneuver when facing the Southern Song court in the future."

Qin and Han naturally knew these things.

As expected of someone who once served as the Venerable Master of Lingjiu Palace, his insight into issues is truly profound.

"But..." Li Canghai changed the subject, her small hand pinching Qin Han's soft flesh, "You little rascal, your mother's out there, why haven't you told me about this?"