The Scumbag of Fast Transmigration Guide to Self-Help

Chapter 7 Setting up a Promised Emperor (7)

Wei Qing never thought that he would meet the three great figures of the Yuan Dynasty here.He wanted to salute, but his brain seemed to be muddy and he had forgotten all the etiquette. The panic forced him to kneel on the ground, "I have seen the emperor, I have seen the queen, I have seen the eldest princess."

Wei Qing is only sixteen or seventeen years old now, and although his face is immature, there is already a hint of determination.He and a deaf-mute uncle are in charge of the entire racecourse. He not only feeds the horses, but also trains them, so he wears a jacket without sleeves for a long time, and he wears black wide trousers for the convenience of walking.He knelt down suddenly, all the muscles in his body tensed up, under the warm yellow sunlight, his skin that had been exposed to the sun for a long time exuded an attractive bronze color.Pingyang's eyes darkened, and he remembered him.

Yuan Jin saw this, smiled heartily, put Gillian down gently, and directly helped Wei Qing up with his big palm. His eyes fell on Pingyang's face, "Sister, what's his name?"

Pingyang's heart tightened, she didn't understand why Yuan Jin suddenly asked about a slave, she hurriedly looked at the butler beside her, the butler boldly knelt down and said: "Report to the emperor, his name is Wei Qing, he is the servant of the mansion."

It was Wei Qing's first time to face the holy face, his rough hand was firmly held in the emperor's big palm, and his hair stood up all over, lest the crack in his hand stain the noble hand of the emperor.

He secretly looked at Princess Pingyang, the master he had always looked up to, hoping that she could stand up and speak at this time to distract the emperor's attention.

Gillian, who was standing beside Yuan Jin, was puzzled by Yuan Jin's courtesy to him, but when she thought of the important court affairs Yuan Jin had analyzed with her before, her eyes lit up for a moment.This person should be the general that Yuan Jin was looking for.

"Elder Sister really doesn't recognize gold and jade." Yuan Jin patted the young man's shoulder vigorously. The young man's stature has not yet fully grown, and there is still fear in his eyes. This is a piece of rough jade. Please polish it a little and wait a little longer. Time will become a real talent.

Pingyang didn't understand why Yuan Jin paid attention to a small servant, but what Yuan Jin said was remembered by her, and she spoke for Wei Qing, "Since the emperor has fallen in love with Wei Qing's gold Xiangyu, why don't you bring him back to the palace and polish it well."

"The eldest sister has spoken, so I will naturally accept the order." Pingyang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a real smile on his face.Yuan Jin's words paused for a moment, and when he saw her getting nervous, he smiled heartily and said, "It's just that a general like Wei Qing shouldn't be trapped in the palace. What belongs to him should be a vast battlefield."

"Battlefield?" Pingyang was stunned and murmured in a voice that only he could hear, "He is just a little horse servant. If he goes there, isn't he going to die?"

Wei Qing's face was also dull. He raised horses in the princess's mansion since he was a child, and he had never even been out of Chang'an. If he went to the battlefield, he... the vast grassland, the yellow sand all over the sky, and the trekking army slowly gathered in his mind. When he got up, he faintly felt proud, as if he was just like the emperor said——he should belong to the vast battlefield.

In the next scene, those images were replaced by the weeping weak sister.He longed to go to the battlefield by himself, but his sister was still in the mansion.What if his sister was bullied if he left the princess mansion?He stood there with a troubled expression on his face.

"Are there any relatives in the family that you can't let go of?" Yuan Jin lowered his head and looked at him, knowing everything already.

Wei Qing has never received such courtesy from others, let alone the most noble emperor in the world. He waved his hands hastily, and his words began to stammer due to nervousness, "There is... a sister... called... Wei Zifu..."

"Wei Zifu?" Yuan Jin looked at Ping Yang's face from the corner of his eye, "But the girl who led the dance in the hall?"

Gillian's heart tightened, a little worried that he had brought the dancer back to the palace.If the news spread, she would lose the queen's face.She was about to open her mouth to stop, but thought of Yuan Jin's promise to her, bit her lip and did not move.She thought she should try to trust him a thing or two.

Ping Yang's eyes met the flash of panic in Gillian's eyes, and he said proudly: "Exactly. The two of them have entered my house since they were young, and they have always been the heads of the family and raised their children."

"Reward a residence for the children of the Wei family, and transfer to a good family." Yuan Jin took Gillian's hand, and his narrow and deep eyes fell on the still immature Wei Qing's face, "When you defeat the Xiongnu, I will confer you the title of Great Master." General Sima, reward your sister as princess."

Everyone present was stunned, they didn't understand how a mere lowly boy could win the emperor's favor and make such a big promise.

"Really?" There was brilliance in the young man's eyes, a pair of bright and light blue pupils were shining in the sunlight, making it impossible to move away.

He is determined to display all his brilliance on the battlefield and earn the title of "Princess Lord" for his sister, so that he doesn't have to be wronged to be a concubine for the powerful.Only then did Ping Yang realize that weakness was just his protective cover.

"Seriously." Yuan Jin looked solemn, "You are not joking."

"Wei Qing kneels, please join the army now." The boy knelt on the ground, his back as straight as the pines and cypresses in the distance, and Pingyang suddenly remembered his face in his heart, and this memory has been there for many years.

Yuan Jin looked up to the sky and laughed, "War is not about treating guests to dinner. The Xiongnu deceived me too much. It took a while to defeat them."

Wei Qing blushed.Such a shy boy pleased Yuan Jin, and he comforted him in a slow voice: "Take a good rest and report tomorrow. There is also a sister, so we have to say goodbye, right?"

It was rare for Pingyang to see Yuan Jin treat others with such tenderness, so he took a higher look at Wei Qing.She made up her mind that when Wei Qing was not around, she vowed to win over Wei Zifu.

"It's getting late, and it's time for the widow and the queen to return to the palace."

"Respectfully send off the emperor." Everyone knelt down and saluted, Yuan Jin walked out holding A Jiao's hand.Gillian faintly felt that his steps were much lighter than before.

"A-Jiao?" She heard him call her that.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"I'm so happy."

"Because of Wei Qing?" There was a little temptation in her words.

"Ah."

"Wei Qing will really become very powerful in the future?" She asked doubts.

Originally remembered the record of Wei Qing in the later "Hanshu", "Changping Huanhuan, the Yuan of the general, thinly cutting down Yunyun, recovering our side, seven expeditions of military vehicles, rushing to leisurely, encircling Shanyu, North climbs Tianyan; ticket riding champion, brave and brave, long drive six moves, electric shock and thunder, drink horses and Hanhai, seal wolves to live in mountains, west rule great rivers, and counties pray for company."

He regained the majesty of the emperor in the past, and his words were solemn and sacred, "Wei Qing, he will be famous through the ages in the future, and he will still be glorious after thousands of years."

(End of this chapter)