So what if he's my older brother? - Chapter Twenty-Six: Family Reunion, Affection and Kinship

Yue Niang asked her friends at other escort agencies to hide He Yu and Qiu Yi in their escort teams, accompanying them all the way to Chang'an. In this way, even if a drop of water were to fall into a vast ocean, no matter how capable the Qin family was, they wouldn't be able to find He Yu.
After enduring wind and rain for half a month, they finally entered Chang'an City. The silver notes bearing the Qin family seal had already been exchanged in another place through a security escort agency. He Yu opened a new account at a silver shop in Chang'an and deposited the silver, planning to first help Qiu Yi open a shop and do some small business.
That evening, at the inn's dinner table, He Yu offered tea instead of wine to thank Yue Niang.
"I have been taken care of by Yue Niang for many years, and now I am even more grateful for her kindness. I have no words to repay her. Let me offer Yue Niang a cup of tea instead of wine."
Yue Niang, holding a wine bowl in one hand and pinching He Yu's nose with the other, burst into laughter, "You don't learn any of my many good qualities, but you only know how to use this one trick perfectly?"
He Yu slapped Yue Niang's hand away and scolded, "Hey, don't interrupt me, I haven't finished yet!"
"I know without you saying it. Next up are the same old three things: to show filial piety to me, to not let me work so hard, and to take care of me in my old age. When I first heard this in my twenties, I was so moved that I burst into tears. You were just a little kid of seven or eight back then, and you loved to tease me. I remember it clearly. How many more times can you fool me?"
Yue Niang pointed two fingers at He Yu's shoulder, causing her to stumble, and continued, "With your small frame, even when I'm seventy or eighty, I'll still be stronger than you."
As she spoke, she tilted her head back and gulped down a bowl of murky wine. Under the guise of wiping her mouth, she secretly wiped the corner of her eye. Whether it was wine that got into her eyes or her emotions that surged up, Yue Niang's eyes were completely red.
Fueled by alcohol, she mustered her courage and pulled He Yu aside, saying, "I was just doing this out of kindness. It's so hard for our little Yu'er, who's so good, to suffer so much. But she won't suffer anymore. Yu'er is a benefactor, not someone as uncouth as me. Our past encounters are enough. We should keep our friendship in our hearts, but not speak of it, not speak of it..."
Yue Niang drank a lot of wine and said a lot of things, every sentence was a precept and a farewell.
When He Yu asked her why, she just shook her head.
She drank from the dinner table to the private room, settled He Yu in bed, and then lay down outside the bed fully clothed, clutching a wine jar. She mumbled, "Someone will come to pick you up soon. No matter what, she'll treat you well. If she doesn't, just be arrogant. She owes you everything, you owe her..."
When He Yu was little, He Zhi never styled her hair in the elaborate styles that girls have; she only styled it in a boy's bun.
Because of her years of martial arts training, Yue Niang's fingers were as hard as iron rods. Originally, she didn't know how to comb a woman's hair, but she couldn't bear to see little He Yu so depressed because of her hair. So she learned how to do it, and when she came back, she combed He Yu's hair and taught He Yu how to do it.
From then on, He Yu combed her own hair, but every time they met, He Yu would insist on combing Yue Niang's hair.
Seeing that Yue Niang was fast asleep, He Yu was still sitting there braiding Yue Niang's hair. Qiu Yi's round eyes darted around, and she ran to the bedside wrapped in a quilt and quietly asked, "Miss, Miss, what kind of noble person is Yue Niang talking about?"
"I don't know either." He Yu didn't look up, and her nose sounded a little stuffy.
After hesitating for a long time, Qiuyi finally asked, "Miss, what if you have many maids in the future and no longer need Qiuyi?"
He Yu stopped what she was doing and looked at her seriously. "No, you saved me from dire straits. I am not an ungrateful person."
He Yu's sincerity gave Qiu Yi courage, and she pressed on, "But I don't understand, isn't it a pity to leave such a wealthy place as the Qin family? Is the expensive place Yue Niang mentioned even more expensive than the Qin family?"
Without changing her expression, He Yu asked, "Qiuyi, do I look like a kind person to you?"
Autumn Innocence, oblivious to the low pressure in the air, smiled at He Yu and said, "Similar? Miss is clearly a kind person, why ask whether it's similar or not?"
She gently shook her head, her eyes fixed on Qiu Yi without moving. "Many times, I have only made the choice to do good. When necessary, doing evil does not weigh me down as much... Not silencing you, someone connected to the Qin family, is already an act of kindness on my part. You have heard what awaits me in the future, but it will never be someone as knowledgeable and honest as Yue Niang. If you mention that place or those people again, I really will not be able to resist doing evil."
He Yu's voice was still as pleasant as ever, with little variation in tone, yet it sent a chill down Qiu Yi's spine.
The next day, He Yu got up very early, and after washing up, she sat by the window to read.
The streets outside quickly became bustling and lively, with vendors setting up stalls, shouting loudly, and children playing all blending together. He Yu didn't find it noisy; these were familiar sounds. She had lived like this for the past ten years or so. These sounds meant familiarity and freedom.
The sound of galloping carriages and horses stood out abruptly in the crowd. Based on his experience, He Yu knew that wealthy people who did not ride in carriages would be speeding through the market streets where vendors gathered at this time. Fortunately, he did not hear any shouts of people falling over or horses collapsing, so no one should be injured.
He Yu heard this but didn't pay any attention. Just as she was about to turn the page, she stopped in surprise at Qiu Yi's words. "Wow, the carriage has stopped in front of our inn. Miss, please sit down. I'll go out and investigate."
The vendors whose stalls had almost been overturned gathered a short distance away, pointing and whispering about the carriage. Some were relieved, some complained, and some speculated about why the carriage had stopped in front of the inn.
Before the driver could even set up the footstool, the brocade curtain was lifted, and a beautiful woman stepped out of the carriage, stamping her feet anxiously on the frame. "Hurry up! Hurry up!"
The inn's idlers opened the window and looked down. The woman bent down to step on the footstool, so they couldn't see her face clearly. They could only see that her black hair was adorned with elegant and luxurious hairpins.
Qiu Yi went downstairs quickly, casually grabbing a handful of melon seeds from the plate on the counter, pretending to chat with the pale-faced waiter, but actually keeping an eye on the beautiful woman's movements.
The woman had bright eyes and white teeth, and a delicate and charming appearance. She was a rare beauty. Even her maid looked more noble than the young ladies of ordinary families. She raised her chin reservedly and asked the waiter, "Which room is Wanfeng No. 1?"
Qiu Yi's eyes widened alertly. This was their room. The pale-faced waiter she was talking to also noticed and winked at her, signaling her to go back quickly.
The waiter asked with a smile, "Madam, may I ask what brings you to my humble abode?"
The beautiful woman looked anxious but not impatient, nor did she look down on her and scold her.
The maidservant, supporting her arm, respectfully took a step back before the beautiful woman spoke, "I am Chen Linzhi, wife of He Yuan, the Minister of the Imperial Treasury. I have come to fetch my niece. There are three of them..."
Before Qiu Yi could finish speaking, she hurriedly ran upstairs to her room, avoiding being seen.
She whispered rapidly in He Yu's ear, "Miss! Your relative is here. She said that Chen Linzhi, the wife of He Yuan, the Minister of the Imperial Treasury, said that you are her niece and that there are three of us. I didn't hear the rest; I came up to inform her first. Should we wait for her or leave first?"
He Yuan is He Zhi's younger brother, which is also He Yu's uncle. So, it was Chen Linzhi who helped his mother through the difficult time of childbirth.
No matter what, she helped her mother, so why would Yue Niang say those things? There must be a secret behind it.
He Yu lowered her eyes, not very interested. "It's alright, let's wait for her to come."
Not long after she finished speaking, there was a knock on the door. The rhythmic and gentle knocking was very polite. At He Yu's prompting, Qiu Yi went to open the door.
He Yu looked at Yue Niang, who was still unconscious, with a heart full of reluctance. Yue Niang must know some secrets. Even if this aunt was kind-hearted and did not kill Yue Niang, He Yu and Yue Niang would probably never see each other again after this parting.
In the eyes of the servants of the He family, this cousin was quiet, gentle and beautiful. Upon hearing the lady explain her purpose, she could only cry. The usually strong-willed lady, for the first time ever, hugged the cousin and cried with her.
"Good child, you've suffered. From now on, your aunt will treat you well, and no one will be allowed to bully you." Her beautiful eyes, like pools of clear water, gazed at He Yu, filled with longing even though they had never met before.
He Yu smiled through her tears at the right moment, saying, "From now on, He Yu will have to rely on her uncle and aunt."
Seeing He Yu smile, Chen Lin was even more moved. She held He Yu's hand tightly, "Let's go home! We'll have the best of everything—the food, the drinks, the things we use!"
From then on, a beautiful story spread among the people: the beautiful lady recognized her relatives at the inn, and her tearful face touched everyone's hearts.
He was known for his good manners and for putting two thick, carved gold bracelets on his newly adopted niece. The bodyguard's wife, who was escorting his niece, was also given two gold ingots despite being completely drunk. She was then taken care of by the He family's servants and sent back to the escort agency.
Many idlers patted their chests and said: "I'd be much more reliable than that bodyguard's wife if I were to work for him."
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I can't take it anymore!! There'll be smut in the next chapter!
Don't worry, kids, all the words outside the story content are free of charge.
The historical setting is based on the Tang Dynasty, but I also wanted to include some unconventional content, so it's not a real dynasty. Please treat it as a fictional story.
Regarding the establishment of official positions:
[Note] In the Tang Dynasty, even a prince of the first rank was only a first-rank official, and a prince of the second rank was only a second-rank official. The position of prime minister was always a third-rank official, or even a fourth-rank official.
As stated in the "Treatise on Officials" in the New Book of Tang, "Therefore, the Minister of Works became the head of the Ministry of Personnel, and together with the Attendant and the Chancellor, they were called prime ministers. Since their rank was so high, they did not want to give it to others lightly, so they often held the position of prime minister in other positions and used other names."
The Tang Dynasty was quite strict in assigning ranks to officials, so a third-rank official was already considered a top-tier figure. This was mainly because the Tang emperors wanted to suppress the power of the prime minister.
My uncle's position as Minister of the Imperial Treasury was a third-rank official, which was already a very high-ranking position.
Did you all study hard in history class?
Back in the day, when Wutang was sitting in the front row (not because she was short, but as a special favor for mischievous kids), she made eye contact with the history teacher. At that moment, she couldn't resist the sleepiness, closed her eyes, and fell soundly asleep. From then on, the history teacher never paid any attention to Wutang again, hahaha!

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