Quick Wear: The first person to love the host

Chapter 189: The Enemies in the Capital Have a Fall in Love with Each Other 6

Pei Qingcheng's eyes were red, and for the first time he was so excited that he almost lost his gentlemanly demeanor.

The year he and his sister separated, she was only eight years old. Now five years have passed, and he almost forgot what she looked like. He didn't expect that he would have the chance to meet her again in this life.

"Of course." Lu Zhu immediately smiled and assured, "Our prince always keeps his word. Miss Pei was brought back yesterday. As long as you work hard, you will definitely be able to see your sister soon."

Hearing that his sister was already at the mansion, his heart began to beat wildly. He didn't care about losing his composure and held Lu Zhu's arm with both hands, "You said my sister is at the Zhongyong Marquis's mansion right now?"

Lu Zhu cried out in pain and freed her arm from the other party's hand, "Don't worry, Master Pei, Miss Pei is being treated to delicious food and drinks, just focus on your studies!"

After saying that, he ran away.

When he returned to the courtyard to report, he was still rubbing his arm, "Prince, you don't know how exaggerated Master Pei's expression was when he learned that his sister was in the mansion. My arm still hurts now!"

Su Ziyu was very satisfied. This was exactly the motivational effect he wanted. He must train him within three months and send him to Li Junze so that he would not be a drag.

He thought of something, "How is Pei Xijun settling in? Is the little girl adapting well?"

Lu Zhu smiled and nodded, "As you ordered, Sister Hongmei is accompanying you. Miss Pei relies on her. But there is one thing I don't understand. Why do you ask Hongmei to speak well of the Second Prince from time to time? It was obviously you who saved Miss Pei."

That was of course to prevent Pei Qingcheng from betraying him. Since he cared about his sister so much, he would not be so cruel as to hurt the people his sister cared about!

Su Ziyu didn't explain, but just asked another question, "I remember there is some fine iron in the private warehouse. Ask someone to find it out, and then ask someone to find out which craftsman is better at forging armor."

He remembered that the war came suddenly and Li Junze didn't even have time to make a decent armor before rushing directly to the battlefield. Now there are only three months left, so he hopes he can make it in time.

After receiving the task, Lu Zhu immediately went to work. It was easy to find fine iron from the private warehouse, but it was more difficult to find a craftsman to make the armor.

Ordinary blacksmiths don't have that skill, and those who have it are all under the control of the royal family, and private individuals have no access to it at all. Even if Su Ziyu is favored by the emperor again, he dare not openly challenge the imperial power.

Su Ziyu thought about it and went to find Pei Qingcheng. After all, the Pei family was a family of military generals, and they would need armor to protect themselves when going to war, so they should know something about it.

When he arrived at the yard, Pei Qingcheng was doing horse stance. After all, he had neglected it for five years. If he wanted to pick it up again, he still had to practice the basic skills thoroughly.

At the same time, the servant next to him was reading out the medicinal ingredients to him, and it sounded like a prescription for stopping bleeding.

Oh, multitasking.

He looks quite serious! It turns out that people need a goal to work hard. Pei Qingcheng is the best example.

Pei Qingcheng noticed that Su Zi wanted to come over, but he did not stand up. He still insisted on the horse stance and stopped the servant. "My Lord, are you here to supervise me?"

Su Ziyu nodded and shook his head slightly, asked someone to move a chair to sit in front of him, and waved away the others. "I came to see you by chance, but I mainly want to ask you something. Do you know where there is a good armor master?"

"You don't want to give Pei..."

"In your dreams."

...

Pei Qingcheng laughed. This guy was still as childish as ever. "I do have a connection, but there is a condition. Let me meet my sister."

Su Ziyu smacked his lips. This guy really wouldn't suffer any loss. "You can meet him. I can also let you meet your sister every week.

But I have one more condition. You write a letter to Li Junze, telling him that you are doing well with me and asking him not to retaliate against me after the ban is lifted. Let me read the letter after you finish writing it."

"This..." Pei Qingcheng hesitated.

Su Ziyu sneered, "Mr. Pei, stop pretending! You must have already contacted Li Junze a long time ago, so there's no need to be so hesitant."

Although the people in this courtyard have sold their indentures to the Marquis' Mansion, there is no guarantee that some of them might want to climb up the social ladder and change their fate. Moreover, with Pei Qingcheng's ability to control people, it would be easy for him to control a servant.

Pei Qingcheng saw that he had guessed it, and he really wanted to see his sister, "Okay, I agree."

He got up and went to the study, wrote down the address of the armor master in front of Su Ziyu, then took another piece of paper and wrote a few short words, put it in an envelope, dripped beeswax on it, stamped it with a lacquer seal representing his identity, and told the servant to deliver the letter.

Su Ziyu kept his promise and asked someone to take Pei Qingcheng to meet his sister, while he returned to the yard. The letter just now appeared on his desk intact.

Bai Lan was called back by his master. He easily opened the envelope without damaging the lacquer seal. "Prince, what do you want to add to it?"

Su Ziyu didn't even think about it. "I want to ask you about his height and measurements. I want to make a suit of armor for him and I need accurate data."

Bai Lan stared at the words on the paper and imitated them several times on a blank piece of paper. When she was sure she was confident, she put pen to paper and quickly completed the words.

Su Ziyu took a look and found the handwriting so realistic that it was impossible to tell that it was written by two people. After the ink on the letter dried, Bai Yu folded the letter and put it back into the envelope, as if it had never been opened.

A few days later, Su Ziyu received a reply.

He immediately found Bai Yu and opened the letter. In contrast to his gentle appearance, Li Junze's handwriting was extremely sharp and could be seen through the paper.

As expected, he had no doubts. Not only did he tell him the size, he also advised him not to act rashly and that Li Junze would find a way to bring him back.

Su Zi wanted to raise an eyebrow. He was actually looking forward to seeing how the other party would take the person away from him. The thought of seeing his handsome face made him feel much better.

Following the address given by Pei Qingcheng, Su Ziyu found the armor master, but he found that the master was old and had not taken this job in recent years.

Su Ziyu took out a dozen silver notes, each with a denomination of one thousand taels, and said, "Old man, I sincerely ask you to come out of retirement. I need this armor urgently, please make it within three months."

Su Ziyu offered too much, as that was more money than he could earn in his entire life as a blacksmith. Unable to resist the temptation of money, the old master finally took on this big business.

On the way back to the city, Su Ziyu sat in the carriage and sighed to the system, "As expected, no matter what era, money is very useful."

The system was about to tease him, but suddenly a mechanical voice warned, "Host emergency, the heroine has a high fever and will not go away. If she is not treated quickly, she will suffer from a chronic disease."

Su Zi wanted to raise an eyebrow, and immediately ordered outside: "Lvzhu, don't go back home today, go to the Persimmon Tree Villa."