Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 642 - 319 Dream Entrustment_1

Chapter 642: Chapter 319 Dream Entrustment_1

Lady Wang dreamed of nothing more than for Shan Wa to hurry to the Capital City and study at Songpan Academy, to avoid any unforeseen complications that might come with delay. She had already prepared everything that Qian Yishan needed to bring with him, and was simply waiting for the day to set out a few days later.

But when she heard they wouldn’t be leaving until after the New Year, she couldn’t help feeling apprehensive.

Qian Dagui snorted, "Such a typical woman’s perspective. When has a settled deal ever changed? You think everyone’s as petty as you, always competing over everything." He added, "Don’t just let Shan Wa bury himself in books at home. His uncle is sick, his cousin isn’t by his side, and his cousin’s child is too little. Let Shan Wa show some filial piety in front of his uncle. Look at De Wa, such a clever child; as soon as he heard his uncle was ill, he immediately went to pay his respects after school. Though he couldn’t do much, at least his heart is in the right place."

Lady Wang exclaimed in surprise, "Really? Why didn’t you say so earlier? Hurry and have both Shan Wa and De Wa go show their respect to their uncle."

Lying in bed, Qian Sangui saw the tall and lanky Qian Yishan leading seven-year-old De Wa and six-year-old Ji Wa as they stood respectfully before his bed, and he felt both amused and helpless.

If these children didn’t come to pay their respects, he could enjoy his freedom. Once they came, he had to lie in bed pretending to be sick.

De Wa and Ji Wa were not too bad, as they came after school in the evening, but Qian Yishan would arrive in the morning. Whenever Qian Sangui woke up, Yishan would enter the bedroom to tend to him. When Qian Sangui slept, Yishan would sit in the adjacent room reading. He even took both his meals in Uncle’s quarters and only went home at night.

This went on for two days.

That evening, Qian Yixiu said with a smile, "Grandfather has already felt the filial piety of Brother Shan Wa, De Wa, and Ji Wa. However, you should still prioritize your studies. If Grandfather causes any delay in your learning, he would feel guilty, and it might even worsen his illness."

Weakly, Qian Sangui said, "Yixiu is right, your uncle hopes you study well and become successful. Especially Shan Wa, you need to be diligent. I heard that the students at Songpan Academy are all vetted through examinations and are very good at their studies, so don’t fall behind once you get in..."

Qian Yishan quickly bowed in agreement.

De Wa promptly displayed his resolve, "Uncle, De Wa studies diligently every day until Hai Hour, and I also hope to study at Songpan Academy one day."

Qian Sangui agreed, "Good boy, your uncle promises you."

Ji Wa hurriedly said, "And Ji Wa too, Ji Wa also wants to go."

"Alright, Ji Wa will go too," Qian Sangui replied.

After this, just like De Wa and Ji Wa, Qian Yishan would come every evening to greet Qian Sangui and help with little tasks like serving tea and presenting medicine, then go home after dinner.

Qian Yiduo also often came to Guiyuan to chat with Qian Yixiu, and occasionally, Xie Huzi’s second daughter, Xie Erya, would come along to play.

The days in the countryside were leisurely and tranquil, and before long, it was already mid-December. On the seventeenth, in the afternoon, the Old Monk and Little Monk suddenly paid a visit to Guiyuan, and they were accompanied by an unexpected guest, Liang Jinzhao. Liang Jinzhao looked somewhat haggard, dusty from travel. He gave a faint smile to Qian Yixiu as a greeting.

Qian Sangui hurriedly bowed, "Having the Old Fairy visit our home truly brings honor to our humble dwelling."

After exchanging a few polite words, the Old Monk quickly stated that he had important matters to discuss privately with Qian Yixiu. Qian Sangui’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, wondering what the Old Fairy would now have his granddaughter do. The last time, it was the Old Fairy who sent her into the mountains to gather spiritual medicine, and it almost scared him to death.

Since Qian Sangui dared not disobey what the Old Fairy said, before leaving, he still pleaded, "Old Fairy, my granddaughter is still young and tender. If it’s something dangerous, please let the young men handle it."

The old monk said with a smile, "Amitabha, Master Qian, rest assured, Little Benefactor has great fortune and a major destiny; he is destined to enjoy endless blessings."

When Qian Yixiu saw this combination, she already had some clarity in her mind. Seeing the old monk say this, she guessed what he was hinting at. Looking out the window at the gloomy sky and the drizzle mixed with fine snowflakes, she made up her mind that no matter how eloquent the old monk was, she would stick to the principle of cherishing life and staying away from danger. She could go, but it had to be after the end of February. He was a demi-immortal, not a real immortal. His words and divinations weren’t necessarily foolproof every time.

Seeing that Uncle Liang had also come, did that mean Uncle Liang was the natural choice to take her place and fetch Zi Zhu? He had martial arts skills and was brave; indeed, more suitable than herself.

When only the old monk and Qian Yixiu were left in the room, the old monk spoke, "Last night, I observed the stars, and the Emperor is seriously ill; he may not remain in this world for much longer."

Qian Yixiu had met the Emperor several times and felt somewhat sad upon hearing this. She said, "The current Emperor is a wise ruler; he is my maternal grandmother’s brother. I hope he can live a long and healthy life. However, the Old Fairy has excellent medical skills; you should be going to the Capital City to treat him instead of talking to me about it. I don’t know anything about medicine."

The old monk put his hands together and intoned, "Amitabha, destiny cannot be defied. When one’s life number is up, no matter how great my medical skills, they will help no further. As I mentioned before, Zi Zhu is a Dragon Ball; the day the True Dragon ascends to heaven will be the day Zi Zhu appears in this world. If Zi Zhu appears too early, it will lead to great chaos under heaven. Similarly, if Zi Zhu’s appearance is delayed, it will also lead to great chaos. Therefore, we must retrieve Zi Zhu before the New Year and send it immediately to the Capital City; this may prevent the loss of countless lives."

Qian Yixiu said, "It is the dead of winter now; the roads to that place are covered with ice and snow. One misstep could send us tumbling off a cliff to our deaths. I’m physically weak and easily frightened; I may have the fortune to go, but not the fortune to return. How about this—I’ll tell you the route, and the Master can send someone brave to go."

The old monk replied, "Zi Zhu is a spiritual object; only a person of destiny can bring it into the secular world, or they will be scorched to death. As of now, Lady Benefactor is the only person of destiny that I am aware of. Rest assured, Lady Benefactor, I specifically summoned Jinzhao here to assist you. His martial arts are strong, he knows Astrono Skills, and he will have the company of the Spirit Monkey and Spirit Dog. Although the journey is fraught with peril, you will ultimately retrieve Zi Zhu and return safely."

Qian Yixiu thought of the mountain road covered in ice and snow and her legs began to tremble as she spoke with difficulty, "It’s not that I refuse to go, I am genuinely afraid. If I really must go, can I wait until after the end of February?"

The old monk shook his head and said, "By then, it will be too late." Seeing Qian Yixiu’s complexion grow pale, he recounted his divinations, saying how she had great fortune and was destined to live into her eighties and so forth. He continued, "Master Qian, please think it over. In the Capital City, you have many blood relatives. Even if you disregard others, surely you can’t ignore them? If Zi Zhu appears at the right time, it could prevent war. It’s not only a blessing for all the lives under heaven but also a fortune for you."

Qian Yixiu thought of Father Jiang destined to be cannon fodder, and her aunt’s family, the Empress Dowager, Old Master Pan’s family, and even Huang Lingling, Liang Jinyu, and Old Lady Liang. Her heart wavered again. She said, "Master, allow me some time to think."

The old monk nodded, saying they would also stay here. He added that if Qian Yixiu agreed to go for Zi Zhu, they would observe the Celestial Patterns and strive to depart during the best weather in the mountains.

Qian Yixiu went back to the Lianxiang Water Pavilion with trembling legs, too preoccupied to even attend to the Little Monk and Liang Jinzhao. That night, she went to bed early, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. She was not a messianic figure, nor did she possess such lofty qualities. She was unwilling to risk her life for the sake of saving countless others. But thinking of the impending disaster and that it involved relatives she cared about, she felt that she should take the risk...

In a drowsy state, half-asleep, half-awake, she saw Bull Head and Ma Mian standing before her. They wore tags around their necks with the number 007, the very duo that had brought her here in the first place.

Qian Yixiu was terrified and said anxiously, "What are you doing here? Didn’t you say that I would live into my eighties? Go away, go away, I don’t want to see you; I haven’t lived enough."

Bull Head let out a few simple laughs and said, "That’s not a very friendly attitude."

Ma Mian’s face elongated as he snorted, "As if we want to come to see you. Do you think because you are beautiful in Daqian that we must come to see you? Wrong, there are plenty of more beautiful immortals. Even if we wanted to see a beautiful woman, we would look at them, not you."

Qian Yixiu hastily replied, "Well then, I won’t keep you for tea. You go see the beautiful woman, and I’ll continue sleeping; let’s meet again seventy years from now."

Bull Head said, "Young person, don’t be hasty. Let me explain slowly. We are here today because this ghost used ten years of her next life’s Yangshou to ask us to send you this dream. She wants to say her farewells, claiming that she has a favor to ask."

After speaking, Ma Mian and Bull Head stepped aside, and from behind them floated a palace-dressed beautiful woman, none other than a young version of Princess Ning.

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