Quick Wear: Men Farming and Women Weaving

Ye Yihua returned to the capital without delay. He did not go back to the general's mansion first, but went to the palace to report to the emperor and hand in the account books.

"General Ye, I am very pleased to see that you have returned safely."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern." Ye Yihua bent down respectfully and saluted to the person above him.

The emperor flipped through the figures in the account book and was shocked. In recent years, when the national treasury was in short supply, the ministers of the Ministry of Revenue would come to the court to cry poor. It was also said that 70% of the official silver allocated to the southern prefectures was embezzled. His expression was gloomy and no one knew what he was thinking. He closed the book and put it aside.

"General Ye, you are still injured. Go back and rest for a while."

"Come back to court after you have healed your wound." The emperor comforted him and let him go back.

"The general is back, Madam, the general is back." The servants and maids happily went to the main hall in the backyard to inform the madam.

When Qi Wei heard her husband coming back, she got so anxious that the needle pricked her finger. She put down the needle and thread without paying any attention. She walked quickly to the door and bumped into Ye Yihua.

"Awei, I'm back." Ye Yihua hugged his wife, his steady expression carrying a hint of tenderness.

Qi Wei felt very safe and leaned on his chest. Ever since he left, she had been worried about his safety. Plus, her daughter was disobedient and ran around everywhere, which made her exhausted.

I was relieved to see my husband return safely.

"What are you wearing? It's so tight and doesn't fit you."

"These are the clothes given to me by the boy who saved my life in the mountains," Ye Yihua replied.

"Since he saved you, we should thank him." Qi Wei was very grateful that someone saved her husband.

"Come in quickly and let me see how your wound is." Worried about Ye Yihua's injury, she helped him into the room.

Ye Yihua took off his clothes and put on the clothes his wife had placed beside him. Suddenly he remembered something and searched through his old clothes but couldn't find it.

"Awei, I lost the sachet you gave me," he explained to his wife with a guilty look.

"It's lost, so it's lost. I'll make it again for you next time." Qi Wei didn't care. He took out the medicine box and sat beside him to re-bandage him.

"I'm glad you're back safely." Qi Wei leaned on his chest.

"Awei, does your Qi family have a son or relative?"

"The benefactor was a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old, named Qi Xuanyi."

Qi Wei tried hard to recall the names of the Qi family's current nephews, as well as the names of the relatives and descendants he knew.

“I haven’t heard of that name.”

Ye Yihua was a little disappointed. He recalled Qi Xuanyi's appearance, and suddenly looked down at his wife's face. He found that their faces were very similar, and his heart trembled for some reason.

"Awei, I just thought he looked familiar."

"When I saw you just now, I realized that you two look so much alike, especially when you were young."

"The face shape and lips are too similar"

When Qi Wei heard what her husband said, she seemed to be stunned. Her mind was a mess and she couldn't think.

"Where is he?" A trembling voice reached Ye Yihua's ears.

"Qi Xuanyi is in the deep Beishan Mountains, 20 kilometers away from the capital." Ye Yihua felt very sorry for the little boy who lived in the deep mountains and forests.

"Qi Xuanyi... Qi Xuanyi..."

"Baiyun Temple..."

Qi Wei was mentally devastated as she recalled the details of the birth. She heard that when her sister Yurong went to Baiyun Temple to worship Buddha, the carriage was hit by a pothole halfway and her amniotic fluid broke, so she had to find a family in a nearby village to give birth. After the birth, she was exhausted and fell asleep, and she didn't even see with her own eyes whether the child was a boy or a girl.

Over the years, their daughter Ye Jiaojiao grew up, but her appearance did not inherit from them, so she could not get close to her daughter at all.

"My lord, I want to go see him."

"I suspect my baby was replaced when I gave birth"

“He must be my child.”

Qi Wei's tears kept flowing out and she cried silently on his chest.

Over the years, she suppressed her mental state and did not tell anyone about her suspicions about her daughter.

Ye Yihua looked at what his wife said, his lips trembling and he couldn't speak.

"Okay, I'll go with you"

It took a long time to utter this sentence.

In the evening, a large table of food was set up in the main hall of the Ye Mansion. The family gathered together, talking and laughing, and passing food to each other.

"Dad, are you okay?" Ye Qingbai heard that his father had returned home and asked for leave from the academy.

"It's okay, just a little tired," Ye Yihua explained to his son.

"Dad, I'm glad you're back. You promised to bring me a gift." Ye Jiaojiao acted coquettishly towards him mischievously.

Ye Yihua usually felt nothing when looking at Ye Jiaojiao, but now he realized something was wrong. The brother and sister did not look alike at all.

"A servant will deliver it to your yard later." Ye Yihua's expression did not reveal his thoughts at all, it was the same as usual.

The couple couldn't wait to leave, so they kept their expressions and waited until it was over before returning to their residence.

The next day, Qi Xuanyi packed up the things at home early and covered the furniture with waterproof cloth. The furniture was already a bit damaged, so there was no need to waste space to put these broken furniture, as he would come back to live there in the future.

He packed a bag and put a few sets of clothes in it, a water bag, some dry food, and a few taels of silver in the bag.

He hung it on Xiao Hei and led it out of the cave. He closed the wooden door at the entrance and left a wooden sign on it, which read [Gone out for something, uncertain return date] to prevent anyone from coming to look for him.

Qi Xuanyi was bored of staying in the deep mountains and forests and decided to go out and play.

He was dressed in a white silk suit with dark cloud patterns and a light purple robe. He looked elegant and dashing, like a young man from an aristocratic family going out for a trip.

I randomly chose a direction, sat on the donkey and let it walk leisurely.

Ye Yihua and his wife had already rushed to the depths of Beishan Mountain. As they were unfamiliar with the route, it took them a long time to reach the cave.

Seeing the sign hanging at the door, the couple was very disappointed not to see Qi Xuanyi.

"I want to go in and see where he lives." Qi Wei stroked her heart. She firmly believed that Qi Xuanyi was her son.

Ye Yihua couldn't refuse his wife's request, so he opened the door and let Qi Wei go in first.

Ye Yihua took out the flint from the stove familiarly and lit all the candles inside. Under the light, the whole cave was visible. He uncovered the waterproof cloth on the bed and asked Qi Wei to sit down first. He went to the back to get a bucket of water and boiled it. He took out teacups and teapots from the stove, and put a pot of boiling water on the round table opposite the wooden bed.

Qi Wei stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the bed, then hugged a pillow into his arms, smelling a fresh scent coming from it. Tears dripped down unconsciously, but the whole person relaxed.

Ye Yihua found a letter on the screen. When he opened it, he realized that Qi Xuanyi had expected him to return to the cave and left a letter for him.

[Uncle, when you see this letter, I have already gone out to travel. I expected that you might return to the cave, so I saved your life without asking for any reward.]

[I have been here for 16 years since the beginning, and suddenly I want to take a look outside]

【We will meet again】

He saw the key information at a glance: 16 years, 16 years old, and had been living in this deep mountain forest since birth. Ye Yihua was a little depressed and handed the letter to his wife.