My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

Wu Yuemei softly added, “We have just discussed and settled on the wedding date, deciding that it will take place one month from now, after the royal ceremony.”

“Before the royal ceremony, it wouldn’t be appropriate for Duke Zhen’s Mansion to celebrate excessively. If we were to overshadow the royal event, even though the Emperor might not say anything, others, or rather, the various ministers at the Court, would likely gossip.”

Having said this, Cheng Guang nodded, indicating his understanding.

Cheng Zhihai smiled and asked, “Guanger, do you have any questions about the wedding date?”

“If you think it’s too soon, we can delay it. Today was actually meant for you to meet Yanqiu a bit earlier, but unfortunately, the child Yanqiu couldn’t make it.”

“It’s because the situation in the Border Area battlefield has been unstable recently due to the Devil Clan, so it couldn’t be helped. General Qin took time out of his schedule to come and discuss the wedding date with us.”

Cheng Guang shook his head, indicating he had no objections.

Qin Yanqiu was indeed a match that could be considered well chosen by the system: her talents, character, and looks were all extraordinary. To marry such a woman was already a stroke of great fortune; having the wedding earlier would not be an issue either.

Meanwhile, Qin Beifeng sighed and frowned, his eyes filled with a touch of helplessness.

“Yanqiu does not take after us. Guanger, after you are married, you must be more considerate of her. Her absence this time, I think it’s merely due to shyness, not a lack of desire to come.”

Although Qin Beifeng was making an excuse for his daughter, he still felt embarrassed, his old face flushing red.

When the two families were setting the wedding date, propriety dictated that the bride’s side, even if not showing their face, should make an appearance, yet she was unwilling to come.

“It’s alright, I’m aware of Yanqiu’s temperament: cold on the outside but warm inside. Her not coming must be due to some pressing matters, and not intentional negligence towards us.”

Wu Yuemei was unperturbed by this issue. Seeing Qin Beifeng a bit ashamed, she promptly voiced her reassurance.

“She wouldn’t dare to neglect us. If she did, I’d break her legs!”

Qin Beifeng’s eyebrows shot up as he said this at once.

Wu Yuemei chuckled and shook her head, “That won’t be necessary; after all, she is to be Duke Zhen’s Mansion’s future daughter-in-law. We can’t let you harm her.”

Cheng Zhihai burst out laughing, “Oh come on, Qin Beifeng. Do I not know what sort of person you are? You cherish Yanqiu so much that you’d like to keep her by your side at all times, spoiling her rotten. If you could actually break her legs, that would truly be a sight as rare as the sun rising from the west.”

Having his thoughts exposed, Qin Beifeng took it in stride and simply laughed it off without a word.

He didn’t genuinely want to break Qin Yanqiu’s legs; it was enough to just make Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei aware of his stance.

After some more idle chat, as the sky was about to turn fully dark, Qin Beifeng rose to take his leave.

Before leaving, Qin Beifeng seemed to remember something and looked at Cheng Zhihai, “Have you encountered some difficulties lately?”

“Can you resolve the matter with the crown prince?”

“If you need my help, just say the word.”

Upon hearing this, Cheng Zhihai couldn’t help but laugh in frustration, pretending as though he was about to start a scuffle.

“Hey! You, Qin Beifeng, don’t you know it’s the Bureau of the Lamp that excels at investigating and handling cases? You’re just a brute who knows how to fight; what help could you possibly provide? Stop meddling.”

Qin Beifeng kept his good humor, unoffended, “That’s for the best. Just don’t let the Emperor strip you of your position and confine you to your home with nothing to do in the end.”

“But, on second thought, it might be a blessing in disguise. You could spend more time with my future grandchild, which would be nice.”

Hearing this, Cheng Zhihai’s face turned dark, and he seemed less inclined to speak.

With a smile, Qin Beifeng thought for a moment, then turned to Cheng Guang and pulled out a token from his chest, handing it to him.

“Princely Heir, this token allows you to contact Yanqiu at any time, even across great distances. You two should get to know each other over the next few days, so that by the time the wedding arrives, there won’t be any awkwardness.”

After these words, Qin Beifeng turned and walked out the door, ready to leave.

Cheng Zhihai and Wu Yuemei, along with Cheng Guang, went to the door to see him off.

Qin Beifeng always moved with urgency. His return to the Capital city this time was solely to discuss the wedding date with Duke Zhen’s Mansion, and with that settled, he was eager to return to the Border Area battlefield.

Qin Beifeng held a pivotal role in the Northern Expedition Army, and even the entire Border Area battlefield; without him, the Army would not necessarily grind to a halt, but it would surely be impacted to some extent.

Cheng Guang guessed that his upcoming marriage to Qin Yanqiu might be due in part to her role in the Northern Expedition Army, and her father Qin Beifeng’s unique position therein.

If Cheng Guang were to inherit command of the million-strong Northern Expedition Army in the future, even without any significant personal strength, with his father-in-law Qin Beifeng’s assistance, the succession would pose little difficulty.

Qin Beifeng departed swiftly, accompanied by several veteran soldiers.

Mounted on an Exotic Beast that galloped like a black storm, he soared into the sky and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

His cultivation level might not yet be Heavenly Human Realm, but he was certainly at the peak of the Martial Emperor realm, perhaps just a step away from the Heavenly Human Realm.