The world is broken, the cubs mend it

The child cried incessantly and even patting him twice did not help.

"Don't cry, I'll dance with the sword for you, okay?"

Pei Zhiyan really doesn’t know how to coax a child. Hearing her crying, he felt annoyed and distressed.

“No… don’t look… ahhh…”

Yuanyuan closed her eyes and cried even louder. Sword dancing no longer had any appeal to her.

"Then what do you want? I'll have someone find it for you."

Her mouth was open so wide that Pei Zhiyan could even see her tonsils.

When the child cried, he couldn't use force, so he had to humble himself and talk to her nicely.

"Ah ah ah..."

The only response he got was the child's even louder crying. Yuanyuan just wanted the bad dad to coax her and didn't want anything else.

"..."

Pei Zhiyan was stunned for a moment by her suddenly high voice, then he sighed heavily and felt that he had suddenly aged a lot.

"Don't cry, I won't force you to learn calligraphy, okay?"

"Yuanyuan..."

He picked up the child and held her in his arms and continued taking pictures. He called her name and opened his mouth but didn't know what to say next.

He struggled for a while after listening to the child crying, and then said sullenly: "Don't cry, it's all your fault. I shouldn't have ridiculed you or forced you to study."

"You...you...what?"

Yuanyuan cried for too long and her voice was nasal. I was crying so hard that I couldn’t hear her clearly.

"I said...it's my fault. I won't force you anymore."

Pei Zhiyan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his rough fingertips. It was very awkward for him to apologize to a child.

"You are mean to me..."

Yuanyuan was not crying because of writing, but because her bad father's tone was too harsh and he always scolded her for every little thing.

"Am I mean to you?"

Pei Zhiyan knew that he was not a gentle person, but his attitude towards her was many times better than that towards others.

"Yeah..." Yuanyuan nodded vigorously

"I'll try not to be mean to you in the future."

Pei Zhiyan had led troops to the battlefield and experienced all kinds of storms, but the only thing that left him helpless was a child's tears.

"..."

Yuanyuan looked at him half-doubtfully, sniffed, and decided to give the old man a chance to reform.

The child curled up on his legs because he was tired of crying. These days, the child has become rounder and more lovely than when he first met him.

Pei Zhiyan gently patted the child's back, and the little guy fell asleep with his head against his chest. His ink-stained little hands grabbed his lapel, leaving a black handprint.

"Congratulations, host. The target's favorability towards you has risen to 35 percent."

007 glanced at the favorability panel and it seemed that the target was very susceptible to the host's crying.

Looking at the soft flesh growing on both sides of the child's cheeks, Pei Zhiyan couldn't help but raise his hand and gently pinch it. It would be great if she could always be as quiet and well-behaved as she is now.

"Daddy..."

Yuanyuan mumbled something in her sleep, and her little hands gripped his clothes even tighter.

"Um……"

Pei Zhiyan responded silently. In his heart, he had already treated the child as his own.

The next day, the old man really didn't force her to write anymore. He just took a booklet and pointed at the words and taught her to read.

The sunlight in the yard was bright, and it felt warm on the body. Pei Zhiyan sat in a recliner, and the child leaned in his arms and followed him to learn to read.

Yuanyuan felt sleepy in spring and tired in autumn. She started to feel sleepy while reading, and her head moved little by little like a chicken pecking at rice.

The flowers planted earlier have taken root and are blooming beautifully, and the flowers sway as a breeze blows past.

Pei Zhiyan stopped teaching the child because she was sleepy and let her take a nap leaning against him.

Gradually, he figured out the rules of getting along with the child. Gentle education was more effective than criticism, and she was more willing to learn rather than sing a different tune.

After Yuanyuan fell asleep, he carried her to the bedroom, tucked her in, and went downstairs.

Xiao Fuzi went to find a piece of wild peach wood as he requested. Pei Zhiyan took the toolbox and began to polish the peach wood carefully.

Wild peach wood has the power to ward off evil spirits. He imitated the shape and patterns of the rainbow moon and carved out a miniature peach wood sword.

When Wu Xian arrived, he saw him sitting on a stone in the yard, his dark robe spread out on the ground, and he was polishing a wooden sword in his hands.

The white kitten grew a little bigger, with a black tip on its tail, and squatted at the feet of Master Paw Print.

In his eyes in the past, Pei Zhiyan, even with a broken body, still had an elegant spirit, and looked noble and cold, as if he was not of this world.

Now he was sitting on the stone in such an unpresentable manner, holding a piece of peach wood carving in his hand, and there were a lot of sawdust on his clothes.

He seemed like an ordinary father, not a treacherous villain who was hated by everyone in the world.

"What's that on the cat's tail?"

Wu Xian walked forward and touched the cat's tail. The black spot in the white looked quite nice.

"The child's ink."

Pei Zhiyan wiped the cat's tail afterwards, but the ink was not easy to fade, and some remained on the tip of the tail.

"Are you making a wooden sword for the girl?"

Wu Xian found that he had become much easier to talk to recently and had a more human touch, so he plucked up the courage to approach him and chat with him.

"Why did you come to see me?"

Pei Zhiyan did not answer him when he saw that he knew the answer but glanced at him coldly.

"There is a new uprising in Lizhou. Under the banner of eliminating harm for the people, they have recruited a large number of people to occupy the mountains and become kings. They are now expanding to the surrounding counties."

Wu Xian came to ask for his opinion on whether to suppress the rebellion. Currently, the largest rebel army is led by the King of Shu, who has occupied a certain area and is able to recruit soldiers and horses, so his power should not be underestimated.

"The troops will be dispatched the day after tomorrow, and I will go to suppress the rebellion myself."

Pei Zhiyan shook off the sawdust on his body and continued to carve the details of the sword.

He planned to teach the child martial arts so that she would be able to protect herself in the future, and after his death, he would leave his personal sword Hongyue to her.

This was built for him by his father, to be passed down to the next generation.

"Yes!"

There was no need for him to go to such a small-scale uprising army, but the Lizhou prefect was also one of the culprits who framed the Pei and Yan families in the past.

Wu Xian bowed to him and turned to leave but was stopped by him.

"When will General Liu enter the capital?"

"It's coming soon. It will be here in a few days."

"Prepare a sedan chair and take the child with you on this expedition."

Pei Zhiyan's eyes were dim, and his expression could not be seen clearly with his head lowered, but one could feel a deep sadness.

"Zhangyin, if you don't want to let her go, then leave her here."

Wu Xian knew that he intended to entrust the child to General Liu's care, but he was clearly reluctant to do so.

Once General Liu takes the girl to the border to take up his post, the father and daughter will never see each other again.

"Do as I say and don't talk too much."

Pei Zhiyan calculated the time and found that it would take more than a month to reach Lizhou, so these days would be enough.

Caizhi listened to their conversation and understood what it meant. Suddenly, her eyes became sore and she walked forward and knelt in front of him.

"Master, I want to stay with you and take care of you for the rest of my life."