Traveling through an ancient military camp: Bao'er's survival song

Qiu's eldest brother was caught by Peng Zizheng; it was truly pure bad luck.

These past few days, Qiu's eldest brother caught a cold, suffering from a sore throat and hoarseness. Originally, Qiu's sister-in-law kept him at home for several days to drink medicinal soup, but Qiu's eldest brother found the bland diet too tasteless and, taking advantage of Qiu's sister-in-law's absence, secretly went to the tavern to drink.

Unfortunately, Peng Zizheng had recently been free from official duties and had nothing better to do than try to see Wu Suining and search for wine gourds all over the streets.

Yes, Peng Zizheng still remembered the time he was kidnapped and taken to a cave by a group of thieves who threatened to cut off his manhood. He had once spotted several people with familiar-looking wine gourds hanging around his neck, but after some investigation, he found they were just some irrelevant idlers. So Peng Zizheng forcibly bought all of these wine gourds, and then, carrying these gourds, he swept through the shops with his bare hands, making some tavern owners smell the wine in the gourds to find out what kind of wine it was.

Although Peng Zizheng was sharp-eyed, had keen ears, and a sensitive nose, he was truly not good at drinking. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to drink ten jars of turbid wine and still black out. However, he used his keen sense of smell to discover that these wine gourds all carried the same wine aroma to varying degrees, which aroused Peng Zizheng's suspicion.

You see, these gourds are living things that grow from the ground, just like people. A thousand people, a hundred gourds, a thousand different appearances; no doubt, these dozen or so gourds looked as if they'd been pressed from the same mold. Moreover, even if these dozen or so gourds were twins from the same vine, and coincidentally grew to the same shape and size, it's still impossible for everyone who uses them to drink the same wine. So Peng Zizheng started by investigating the unique aroma of the wine, scanning through all the taverns in the capital, and then he encountered the hoarse-voiced, craving-a-drink Qiu family elder brother.

When Qiu's eldest brother had scared Peng Zizheng in that cave, he had deliberately lowered his voice. Now, although he no longer spoke with a heavy local accent, his hoarse voice was exactly the same as the deliberately altered tone he had used before. Coupled with Qiu's undeniably short and stocky build, Peng Zizheng, with his sharp eyes and ears, recognized him immediately. Peng Zizheng immediately shouted, "You little bastard, I've finally found you!" and dragged Qiu's eldest brother back to the Guide General's Mansion.

The tavern owner knew the eldest brother of the Qiu family, and was so frightened that he rushed to the Qiu family to call for help. At that time, only the second sister-in-law of the Qiu family was at home. The woman was at a loss, so she locked the gate and ran to the Grand Tutor's mansion to find her sister-in-law, Qiu Guang, who was well-liked by her master.

After hearing the whole story, Wu Suining told Qiu Guang not to panic. Then she called Yin Zhu and Leng Hua, and they packed up all the trinkets that Peng Zizheng had been sending over the past few days. With them, they went to the Guide General's Mansion.

The bachelors and soldiers of General Guide's mansion, though instructed by their general to let any noble ladies in if they knocked on the door, were still taken aback when they saw several imposing yet beautiful young women arriving.

Led by a young soldier, Wu Suining arrived at the main hall of the mansion, where he saw Peng Zizheng sitting arrogantly in a chair, a smug smile on his lips, waiting for him. To his left, on a lower chair, sat Qiu's eldest brother, who was bound like a rice dumpling with rope.

Qiu Guang's eyes reddened again, and her hands unconsciously clenched her sleeves. Wu Suining sensed Qiu Guang's tension, turned back to give her a reassuring look, and then said to Peng Zizheng, "Understood?"