A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

 Chapter 282: Peace Treaty

 

Translator: LiamHW

 

The man’s breaking in incurred Jiayi’s annoyance. Even though he knew that what the man said was indeed true, he couldn’t help but retort, “Even if the latter one will be a gloomy femina man locked in the deep chamber, he is still a gloomy femina man with coins and bunch of jewelry! If I were to marry a poor guy, it would be nothing but the most miserable fact to have no jewelry in my entire life! Anyway, I am not going to image that life myself!”

He seemed to have been overwhelmed by a true and deep sorrow right now so that Song Qinghan speculated that it was caused by his experience in the past. Song Qinghan pondered for a brief moment, and then replied in a slow manner, “No one is going to be poor for his all life since the couple got healthy limbs and are able to work. I believe that every couple has the ability to purchase at least a pair of jewelry in their life. Besides, the rich will never be generous even though he marries you, so how do you know that there isn’t any gloomy femina man who is locked in the deep and lonely chamber without jewelry?”

Jiayi was speechless right away as the grievance towards Song Qinghan in the mind grew deeper as if he was complaining that Song Qinghan was annoying to bring him down into a situation of embarrassment.

However, in the further consideration and diving deeper into this whole matter, what Song Qinghan said indeed made sense, but it was just…

“I just know it! You are just persuading me to change my mind!”

Upon hearing the conclusion that Jiayi seemed to draw after a long silence, Song Qinghan laughed abruptly mixing with a bit anger, and he turned his face to the other side laying on his side while tucking himself, “Whatever you think, I will no more bother myself into it. Anyway, I have married the one who I love the most and he love me the same, it’s none of my business to get into the others’ personal affair.”

He indeed hoped that Jiayi would continue to be obsessed and stubborn enough, so that he would have more shows to watch, for if he continued to cling to Wu Dahu, he would surely end up with nothing.

The night passed quietly without further ‘debate’. The next morning, when Song Qinghan finished washing up and walked slowly back to Wu Dahu’s tent, he saw Jiayi at the door, but unfortunately, he had thrown his eyes at a ‘blind man’ and Wu Dahu wouldn’t even let him in, making him look pitiful as if he was just a beggar with a bowl in hands.

After seeing Song Qinghan, Jiayi gave him a fierce glare and muttered in a low voice, “Take me in! Or you’re just jealous!”

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows and replied calmly, “Yes, you’re right, I am in fact a guy who love to be jealous on everything, what’s wrong with that?”

As he said so, he noticed a figure in his glance the next moment, and after glancing over there, he said with a light smile, “I’m quite curious, how would you feel if you saw someone delivering something to Lord Lu?”

‘Clicking’, Jiayi’s hand shook and the bowl he was holding fell to the ground, shattering into pieces of porcelain.

Seeing him carrying the hem of his clothes, impatiently running in one direction, Song Qinghan rubbed his chin and smiled, and came to unveiled the curtain of the tent and strode in.

Unexpectedly, he had only just walked in when he crashed head-on into a warm embrace.

Wu Dahu’s voice came from the top of his head with a faintly sultry tinge, surprisingly sounding a little pitiful.

“Was it a good show for you? Better than watching on me?”

Song Qinghan subconsciously hugged him back, smiling and shaking his head, and answered decisively, “You’re better enough for sure!”

“You still don’t believe me, do you?”

What Song Qing Han didn’t expect was that Wu Dahu suddenly asked a somewhat pointed question at this warm moment.

He froze, surprisingly a little unsure of how to answer.

But his reaction was enough to prove everything, as Wu Dahu let go of him, reached out and touched his head, and said softly, “It’s fine, I will try my best to regain my memories.”

Although he did not reply anything complaining, Song Qinghan knew that his struggle to pause just now was a hurt to Wu Dahu. At the thought of that, he felt quite guilty.

“It’s not about believing you or not, it’s just… I mean, the misunderstanding is still unveiled, so it is suffering for me to try to figure it out.”

Wu Dahu nodded with an expression of understanding on his face, and slowly said, “I understand, the Commander General summoned me just then, I’ll go over there first.”

Song Qinghan saw him off in the sight and sighed alone heavily, with melancholy surged between his eyebrows.

In less than half a day, another reward for merit was released, and Wu Dahu became the absolute dark horse, jumping three levels in a row, making himself the envy of all.

Although those who had previously dealt a blow to Wu Dahu were not severely punished, they were either promoted or demoted, and no longer had the ability to stand up to pit against Wu Dahu.

Not only that, but the barbarians also sent a peace proposal, which was the reason why they have been so quiet these days.

The peace proposal was carried by the correspondent staff and it was soon delivered to the Emperor in the state capital. At the moment the Emperor got the news he waved his hand with an imposing temperament, no more scheme to exploit the victories by hot pursuit was ever nursed in his mind, and directly he reached an agreement with the barbarian side without hesitation. He commanded the Commander General to withdraw the troops and at the same time Hening would be utilized as the symbol of the peace to the two countries marrying Mork.

This news was heard by Song Qinghan from Wu Dahu, who had completely forgotten about Hening, so naturally he had no particular feelings when he said this, and even commented himself that “As for Hening, this will definitely be a deadlock to his life.”

There was a tendency which no one dared to deny, that the Muhammad side would grow and develop gaining momentum was an inevitable fact, otherwise the barbarian side would never probe to cooperate with Qingmu Region by signing the peace treaty. So once the intermarriage alliance was formed ultimately, would Qingmu tended to deliver a helping hand when the barbarians were facing the fierce attack from Muhammad? Or just did nothing to save them from ruin?

If they chose to save them, probably they would get themselves directly into another trouble provoking the wrath and hatred of Muhammad. But if they did not, another problem would come since Hening was married there and had to suffer the same while the barbarians suffered.

As for a tactic that Qingmu taking advantage of the opportunity to send troops to produce turbulence, it would be the worse means because Hening would be even more miserable and would probably be tortured to the point of disfigurement.

By thinking of that, Song Qinghan couldn’t help but sigh heavily.

It was true that the royal family was always ruthless. The move of using Hening’s marriage was a move that could be made or not, but for the sake of momentary gain, the Emperor had made it after all.

If it were Song Qinghan, even if he was forced to make that final choice to obtain an intermarriage alliance with one side, he would choose to marry Hening to Muhammad instead of Mork. At that time as the parties moved forward in cooperation, they would take down the barbarian for sure.

Naturally, these matters were not for the ordinary soldiers to worry about, they only needed to worry about how to withdraw now.

The soldiers in the injured soldier camp were almost recovered, and Song Qinghan had no more other matters to worry about but carried Little Shitou to have sun bath everyday.

Thanks to the leisure moment, Song Qinghan did not miss the chance to watch the DRAMA Jiayi played.

Jiayi got bunch of unscrupulous tactics himself in order to get Wu Dahu’s infatuation. For instance, he cried, he messed everything up and tried to play a show of suiciding hanging himself, but Wu Dahu ignored everything like he was totally blind, besides, he was quite busy in this period. Therefore, what Jiayi attempted to do was just in vain, and he even became a joke among the crowd.

Even though Jiayi had a strong heart, he couldn’t take the criticism any longer.

Noticing Jiayi cowering in the tent all day long, Song Qinghan was worried that he would do something stupid. He took the initiative to walk into the tent together with Little Shitou. When he saw Jiayi using porcelain pieces against his wrist, he raised his eyebrows and calmly uttered, “You won’t die from doing this anyway. Why don’t you try to hang yourself just like you did perviously?”