Rebirth of the Three Kingdoms: Da Qiao doesn't want to be a widow anymore

Chapter 340 The Beauty Scheme
In an instant, murderous intent surged in Xu Shu's eyes. Qiao Wei had no doubt that if he hadn't considered that she was still of some use, he would have immediately drawn his sword and killed her on the spot.

Before Xu Shu "reformed," he was a chivalrous figure.

"Mrs. Qiao is quite adept at sowing discord!"

"How could that be!" Qiao Wei looked at Xu Shu with a smile, but she had already begun to have some plans in mind.

Youxuan stood in front of Liu Bei's camp with the letter in his hand. He was covered in wounds and had difficulty even walking.

But he knew that the letter in his hand was a lifeline that his wife had pleaded for him, and he had to deliver it to the Lord.

But after taking only two steps, his legs went weak and he stumbled and fell to the ground.

When he woke up again, only Youkui was by his side.

He could barely make a sound from his hoarse throat, but he was still thinking about delivering the message and struggled to get up.

The longer the letter arrived, the more dangerous it would be for the lady in Liu Bei's army.

As the lady's personal guard, it was his dereliction of duty to allow her to be in such danger.

"Where's the letter? Why haven't you gone to deliver it? Go now!"

Youkui was being pushed around by him, her eyes full of worry. "Brother Xuan, don't worry, the letter is with Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu has already delivered it personally."

After being captured, Huang Zhong tortured Youxuan and Youkui in an attempt to find out who was behind the creation of Zhennu.

Even when Youxuan and Youkui were tortured, they only said that they did not know anything about it.

Huang Zhong had visited various Mo family blacksmith shops in Nanyang County in search of the whereabouts of the Third Young Master Mo. The Mo family blacksmith shops gave the Third Young Master Mo's whereabouts on the surface, but then passed the information on to him.

Mo San Gongzi was very alert. He immediately wrote a letter to Qiao Wei about the matter and spread the word that the one who caused Zhen Nu was a woman.

Of course, when Huang Zhong heard this news, he found it utterly absurd.

From Xinye to Changsha, three horses at the post station died of exhaustion, and the letter was finally delivered to Sun Quan on the fifth day.

Liu Bei was also calculating the time, waiting for news of the withdrawal of troops to come from the front line in Changsha.

Qiao Wei was not idle either. On the surface, he was quietly copying books in the room where he was under house arrest, but in secret, he was constantly taking advantage of various opportunities to observe the situation in Liu Bei's army and was constantly strategizing how to survive.

She had to return to Jingkou; she had promised Deng'er she would return home safely.

On the tenth day, the door to her house arrest finally opened. "Madam Qiao, General Zuo requests your presence."

Qiao Wei hummed in agreement, but did not get up immediately; he simply continued copying the book.

Xu Shu didn't urge him. Instead, he stood aside and quietly watched Qiao Wei copy the second half of the poem "Liao E" from the Book of Songs, stroke by stroke.

"The bottle is empty, a disgrace to the wine vessel. The life of the common people is worse than a long death. Without a father, what can they rely on? Without a mother, what can they depend on? When they go out, they are filled with sorrow; when they return, they have nowhere to go."

Father, you gave me life; Mother, you nurtured me. You cherished me, fed me, raised me, cared for me, and protected me. The debt of gratitude I owe you is as boundless as the heavens!

The Southern Mountains stand tall and majestic, the wind blows fiercely. All the people prosper, why am I alone suffering? The Southern Mountains stand firm and imposing, the wind blows gently and softly. All the people prosper, why am I alone not thriving?

Only after he finished copying did he put down his pen.

"Madam is quite composed; things are in complete chaos outside!"

Qiao Wei remained unmoved. "I've said it before, no matter how the world changes outside, it's beyond the control of a mere woman like me. What, is the world so chaotic that even a man of your stature, sir, is helpless?"

Xu Shu picked up the poem that Qiao Wei had copied. This poem, "Liao E," is about a filial son who is grateful for his parents' nurturing kindness. However, after his parents pass away, it expresses the pain of wanting to care for his parents but finding them gone.

"I thought Madam was truly without desires and fearless in the face of death, but it seems she's just putting on a brave face and is still worried about her young son at home!"

Qiao Wei lowered her eyes and smiled, "No mother is without concern for her own flesh and blood. Sir, you are so filial, you must deeply understand this pain. Back then, you traveled everywhere, risking your life to be a chivalrous hero. Madam Xu must have been just like me, constantly worrying and waiting, hoping for a peaceful reunion."

These past few days I've been thinking, if I die in Xinye, I wonder if my son Deng will shed tears and harbor resentment towards me when he reads this poem.

But I also know that he is a very pure and filial child, and he would never blame me.

Xu Shu felt a slight stirring in his heart, and a bitter feeling spread from the bottom of his heart to his whole body.

He lost his father at a young age, and his widowed mother was abandoned by her relatives. In order to raise him, his mother had to give up her dignity and do many shameful things, which made him often ridiculed by outsiders when he was young.

As he grew older, he became ashamed of his mother and went out to travel alone. He witnessed the various aspects of the world and the cruelty of humanity, which often left people with no choice in their actions. He finally understood his mother and forgave her.

After returning home, he knelt down and begged his mother for forgiveness, only to find that his departure had dealt her a heavy blow, causing her to attempt suicide several times in her depression. If it weren't for the kindness of his neighbors, he would have already become a character in the poem "Liao E".

After the mother and son reconciled, the mother seemed to have completely forgotten her harsh words and willful behavior, and always praised herself to everyone she met as the epitome of filial piety.

A mother's love for her child leads her to forgive and forget, leaving only the child's kindness in her eyes.

Looking at the sorrowful woman before him, Xu Shu seemed to see the shadow of his own mother in her.

He quickly turned his head away, knowing full well that this woman was eloquent and adept at manipulating people, yet her words struck a chord deep within him, leaving him speechless for a moment.

Qiao Wei was led into the tent and sat down. Liu Bei sat in the head seat, and below him were two generals, presumably the legendary Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Qiao Wei couldn't quite discern the identities of the generals, strategists, and military advisors below them, but based on historical records, they were probably Mi Fang, Jian Yong, and others.

Qiao Wei looked up and saw a hint of amazement in the eyes of Liu Bei and the others.

On the day she was captured, Qiao Wei deliberately used medicine to cover her face and disguised herself as a peasant woman.

But today, Qiao Wei is clean-washed, has her hair styled, and is completely different from how she was seen that day.

Qiao Wei knew she only had one chance, so she had to present her best self. In negotiations, sometimes appearance is an invisible advantage.

"I've long heard of the two Qiao sisters of Wan County, and seeing them today, I can't help but admire how fortunate the Marquis of Nanchang is!"

Qiao Wei lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, his eyes slightly red. "General Zuo, there's no need to be sarcastic. The letter was written ten days ago. I've already said that the Marquis will not withdraw his troops."

Even if he wanted to retreat, those cities were won by his soldiers who fought and bled on the battlefield. They could not allow Sun Quan to fail at the last hurdle and retreat for his own selfish desires.