Rebirth: From being expelled from the imperial court to becoming a high-ranking official

"Are you Chenxiang?"

As soon as Han Jingli entered Qin Yunhe's study, he looked at Chenxiang from head to toe with a gleam in his eyes.

It can be seen that he really likes agarwood.

Chenxiang bowed and said, "I am Chenxiang, meeting Lord Han."

Han Jingli supported him, and said with a doting tone: "Don't be so polite to Daddy..."

Awei was originally standing timidly behind Chenxiang, but when he saw Han Guo coming over, he secretly moved behind Wei.

Qin Yunhe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How could he be sure that the child was his own when nothing had happened yet? How embarrassing it would be when he found out later that the child was not his own.

"Tsk——" Wei sneered, interrupting Han's self-indulgence.

Han Jingli then looked at Wei and his face suddenly turned cold.

Qin Yunhe tried to smooth things over, saying, "Master Han, please calm down and take a seat. Now that everyone is here, both sides can compare their statements and make the matter clear."

Only then did Han Jingli remember that Qin Yunhe was still present.

"Master Qin is absolutely right, haha..."

This time, Han Jingli's expression was much better than last time. He smiled slightly and sat down leisurely following the advice.

Not only did he sit down, his expression towards Wei improved, and he spoke earnestly: "Mrs. Chun——"

Wei shuddered at this grin: "Eh!"

Han Jingli almost couldn't hold back his smile, but he didn't let it go in the end. He continued, "This child is not only my child, but also yours. Don't you want to think about his future? Are you going to let him be a clerk in a drugstore for the rest of his life, and not even be able to call you mother?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You said the same nonsense last time, as if I had treated your Han family's young master harshly. I've given him the person, and you're saying the same thing again. Just don't let me take him back."

Han Jingli finally couldn't hold back his expression: "Wei Chunniang! You have been vicious and mean for so many years. Only you are willing to let your son work for your second husband!"

When Wei heard this, he immediately became anxious: "What's wrong with being a waiter? I never let them go hungry or cold. I provided them with everything they needed to eat and use. Ask me if I have ever treated them badly?

But you, crying and shouting to let your son return to his ancestral home, it has only been a few days since you brought him back, and look how thin Ah Wei has become?"

Qin Yunhe said: "Okay, you two, let's talk it out nicely, don't scare the child."

Several people in the room looked at Awei Chenxiang who was standing aside.

Awei was raising his sleeves to wipe his tears, and Chenxiang patted his back to comfort him.

"Look at me, look at me! You scared me so much that I could only cry." Wei grabbed Ah Wei's arm, which was wiping tears, and asked, "Tell me, was it Han and his bitch in the backyard who bullied you?"

Han Jingli was furious: "Nonsense, you didn't treat him badly, how could I embarrass a child?"

Wei put one hand on her waist and pointed at Han Jingli with the other: "I don't know you and I well. You said you didn't treat him badly, but who can guarantee that you won't get angry when that bitch provokes you? Ah Wei is shy to begin with, how can he eat after being threatened by you?"

"What nonsense!"

Qin Yunhe frowned. It was really terrible for these former enemies to meet again.

"Okay, Manager Han, Mrs. Zhao. You are here today to solve the problem. What's the point of making a fuss?"

After the two of them sat down again, Qin Yunhe said, "Mrs. Zhao, I want to say this. Han Jingli is an official appointed by the court after all. How could he bully a child?

Han Jingli, you too, Mrs. Zhao has not seen her son for many days, so she must be distressed and worried, and she might complain a little bit."

Han Jingli and Wei both looked at each other angrily, obviously not agreeing that the other was a good person.

Qin Yunhe had no intention of trying to persuade them to reconcile. He just said, "Chenxiang, tell me, didn't you say you could..."

Before Qin Yunhe could finish, Chenxiang interrupted and said, "Sir, let me talk to Lord Han."

Qin Yunhe didn't care and gestured to him.

"Master Han, I'm really not your child. Ah Wei is."

Han Jingli spoke softly at this moment, speaking earnestly like a loving father: "My child, human hearts are complicated. You are the same age as Awei, how do you know which one of you is my child?

If you don't believe me, don't you understand from the name? Ah Wei, this name is definitely a child of the Wei family."

Chen Xiang smiled, obviously not taking this to heart: "Your Excellency has misunderstood. My name and A Wei's are both names of medicinal herbs. My name is Chen Xiang, and I am not a child of the Chen family. There is also Huang Qin in our shop, and he is not a child of the Huang family either."

Han Jingli liked Chenxiang even more when he saw his calm attitude.

He pointed at himself, then at Chenxiang, and patiently said, "My child, look at my body, and then look at your body and that of Awei. You are so smart, don't you understand?"

Following Han Jingli's instructions, Chenxiang really looked between the three people, and a look of hesitation appeared on his face.

After hearing what Han Jingli said, Wei, who was standing next to him, suddenly sneered: "Mr. Han, do you have any shame? Have you forgotten that when you first got married, you were skinny and skinny, not even as tall as me?"

"Bitch, you're talking nonsense!" Han Jingli's face suddenly turned red and he was about to jump up and curse.

Chen Xiang grabbed Han Jingli's sleeve and shouted, "Sir, Madam is always sharp-tongued. Don't argue with her."

Wei just snorted and ignored Han Jingli.

Qin Yunhe's face was solemn, and he was suspicious: Didn't Chenxiang say that he could prove that he was not the child of Han Jingli's family? What was he trying to do?

Moreover, from his perspective as an observer, although Chenxiang looked more sturdy than Awei, he seemed more like Han Jingli.

But there doesn't seem to be a clear resemblance between their eyebrows and eyes. On the contrary, Awei, although thin, looks a bit like Han Jingli if you look closely at his eyebrows and eyes.

Can't Han Jingli really see it himself?

Han Jingli felt distressed again after hearing what Chenxiang said: "Child, come home with your father. When you come back, you can be a proper young master, and I will never let you call your blood relative Madam."

As he spoke, Han Jingli glanced at Wei again.

Chen Xiang hesitated and said, "What if the adults say later that Awei is your child?"

"No, my dear. I won't make a mistake this time. Can't you see that we are so compatible when we talk? You and I are real father and son."

At this time, Ah Wei, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke timidly: "Then, sir, can you let me go back?"

Han Jingli was in a good mood at the moment, and he looked at Ah Wei with favor, and his tone was unusually kind: "Of course. You are a child of the Wei family, so you must go back and inherit the Wei family's incense."

"Really? Then will the adults catch me back again?"

Han Jingli laughed and said, "Why would I arrest you? I made a mistake before, but this time it is confirmed that Chenxiang is the child of my Han family. You can go back without worry."

"Then, sir, can you write me a receipt?"

Han Jingli was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

This child has always been taciturn, but now he talks a lot.

This forced father-son relationship was just torture to each other, but fortunately they got back on track soon.

"Okay, I'll write it to you right away. Don't worry, okay?" Han Jingli stood up and said to Qin Yunhe, "Master Qin, can I borrow your pen and ink?"

Qin Yunhe probably understood what was going on by now, so he didn't say much and pointed to the desk: "Master Han, please."

Han went over and quickly wrote a receipt. After writing it, he even took out his personal seal and stamped it.

Ah Wei took it carefully and said, "I want three servings."

Han Jingli laughed again: "You still remember to order three servings?"

Han Jingli wrote two more copies similar to this one, and solemnly stamped his personal seal on them.

Then he gave one copy to Qin Yunhe and kept one for himself.

Awei handed his share to Wei.

Wei didn't look at it carefully. She just glanced at it, folded it in half and put it in her arms.

Then he glanced at Chenxiang and said, "Chenxiang, show me your proof."