Chapter 407: Plan
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Qi Xiuyuan kicked his brother and said, “Keep your stupid look away.”
Qi Haoran laid at Big Brother’s feet and looked up. “Big Brother, is Ah Ling about to marry me?”
Qi Xiuyuan lowered his head and met his brother’s sparkling eyes. He knocked his head resentfully and said, “How old is Ah Ling this year? I offered to arrange a handmaid for you, but you said no.”
Although Qi Haoran had a silly smile on his face, he felt extremely bitter in his heart. How would he dare? If he got himself a handmaid now, he could very well forget about marrying Ah Ling.
Most importantly, a handmaid was just a handmaid. What he cared about was Ah Ling!
Seeing that he was smiling foolishly, Qi Xiuyuan did not make things difficult for him and explained, “I plan to betroth Ah Ling before her coming-of-age ceremony so that she can marry into the family when she comes of age. Since she’s not busy now, I can let her learn from your sister-in-law to take care of things in the household. This way, I’ll be at ease to let her marry you.”
Qi Xiuyuan had long planned for his younger brother and Mu Yangling’s future. Previously, Qi Haoran had either gone to war or managed the intelligence system, but no matter what, he did not dare to let him go too far away, afraid that he would cause trouble outside.
Staying near him meant that his achievements could not be great, or that his achievements would eventually be under his name.
Just like before, no matter how many battles Qi Haoran fought, most of the credit would be given to Qi Xiuyuan in the end. Even if the memorial he submitted stated that Qi Haoran was the commander, the people in the Imperial Court would only feel that he was paving the way for his younger brother. They assumed that Qi Xiuyuan was either crediting his own achievements to his younger brother, or that Qi Haoran was snatching the credit of his subordinates.
Qi Xiuyuan realized that not only would such a memorial not bring his brother fame and fortune, but it also left others with the impression that Qi Haoran was eager for quick success. He could only slow down and distribute Qi Haoran’s credit to the other soldiers.
Therefore, seriously speaking, Qi Haoran had actually been a little aggrieved for the past two years, although that silly kid probably did not notice it.
The soldiers of the West Camp more or less owed Haoran a favor. His ability to train and lead the army was not weak either. As long as he could suppress his temper, it was only a matter of time before he achieved something.
Among so many people, only he, Zijin, and Mu Yangling could suppress him.