Yin Li understood Luo Xi's intention after a moment's thought, and he couldn't help but sigh, "This is the brilliance of the Boss; what she did was just right."

"Why?" Xiao Yi was even more confused; he didn't see anything wrong with it.

As Yin Li walked back, he explained, "None of the five of us, no matter who we are, have the ability to convince the people and soldiers of Tongning County. Appointing anyone will not win their respect."

“I don’t agree with that,” Xiao Yi said. “Lord Wei only cares about the people’s affairs, while Lord Rong only thinks about pleasure. It’s really not appropriate.”

“But you, strategist, are capable of this job in terms of both ability and knowledge. Moreover, whether it is the common people or the soldiers, everyone treats you with utmost respect.”

Yin Li's expression vanished instantly: "My lord, please... please don't say such things again."

Xiao Yi's eyes flickered, but he finally replied, "I understand."

Yin Li sighed and patiently explained, "My lord, you only see that they are very respectful to you and me, but you don't know that their good attitude is all because we are the chief's appointed strategist and general."

"They respect the boss, not us. Without this status given to us by the boss, you and I would be nothing in Chaoyang Manor."

"Yes, strategist, Yi understands." Xiao Yi lowered his eyelids.

Yin Li gave him a deep look, then said nothing more.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the official road, in a low-key yet elegant carriage, Si Jia also asked a related question.

"Boss, are you really so at ease with everything in Tongning County?"

Rose knew what he meant: "There's nothing to worry about."

Her subordinates, each with their own distinct personality, complemented each other perfectly, and there were no major problems in the short term.

Moreover, the fate of the manor rests on our own shoulders; any trouble they cause will bring us no benefit whatsoever.

As he spoke, Loxi looked around at the furnishings inside the carriage.

As expected of a prominent family in the capital, even their carriage exudes an ancient charm and luxury that has been refined over time.

"Then why don't you become a high-ranking official in the capital under the emperor's nose, but instead go to such a remote and impoverished place on the border to be a minor prefect?"

With his family background, he was more than qualified to be a high-ranking official in the capital.

Si Jia paused for a moment, then slowly poured Luo Xi a cup of tea before saying, "I... prefer a simple and quiet life, and Fei Yuan is here too, so I can keep him company."

He didn't say anything more.

“Boss, why don’t you try my cooking?” He pointed to the teacup next to Rosie.

Luo Xi had only asked casually, and since he didn't answer, she didn't press him further. She picked up her teacup and took a sip: "Prefect Si's cooking is excellent!"

Si Jia is a man of few words but very tactful; being with him is very easy and comfortable.

But Si Jia was surprised by Luo Xi. In just a short while, no matter what she said, Luo Xi could always respond, and her insights were unique and unheard of.

Such talent from a woman.

The Si family is arguably the oldest and most prestigious scholarly family in Tianqi. Their study has a collection of books that even the royal family might not be able to match. He has read almost all of them, but many of the things that Luo Xi mentioned were things he was hearing for the first time.

"Boss, where did you read all this knowledge? Could I borrow it to take a look?"

His eyes were filled with a thirst for unknown knowledge.

Luo Xi couldn't help but raise her eyebrows slightly, but she decided against borrowing the book. She had many books in her space, but they weren't suitable to be taken out.

"I looked at it and I don't know where I put it. I can't find it." She lied through her teeth.

Actually, some time after the apocalypse, Loxi returned home and put everything in the house, including the books in the study, into her space.

Moreover, she also collected many books when she passed by the library.

Si Jia's usually calm eyes were instantly filled with regret: "How could you just throw a book away like that?"

Luo Xi laughed: "If you want to know, just ask me, I remember it all."

Si Jia: "..." It seems this is the only way.

Having received this, Si Jia didn't stand on ceremony and started chatting with Luo Xi about all sorts of things.

At first, they only talked about the drought in Tianqi, the situation of the people, and their own worries. Later, as they talked, they discussed astronomy, geography, economics, and history. Many of Roche's insights made Sijia feel enlightened.

Si Jia thought Rosie was learned, but Rosie was no less so.

Many of her so-called profound insights were simply copied from the words and experiences of historical figures, unlike Si Jia, who was truly well-versed in literature.

He can talk about anything from the Spring and Autumn Annals, Zuo Zhuan, and the Warring States Annals, to Confucius, Mencius, and Han Feizi without hesitation. He can not only recite them fluently and understand them thoroughly, but also add his own unique insights.

They had been talking about these things for several days on their journey. By the end, Luo Xi's brain was almost completely muddled. She was well-educated before the apocalypse, but who would spend so much time studying these kinds of things?

If it weren't for his grandfather's fondness for telling classical Chinese literature to his grandchildren whenever he had a spare moment, Luo Xi probably wouldn't have been able to continue the conversation.

It was at this point that Rosie realized that although the Tianqi Dynasty was a fictional dynasty, many things from its earlier period had similarities to Chinese history. No wonder their writing systems and customs were so similar.

A few days later, when Si Jia asked Rose about an article by Confucius again, she finally couldn't hold back anymore.

"Sijia, I've heard you play the piano quite well. Why don't you play a piece for me?"

The main point was to change the subject, resolutely denying that she knew nothing about that article.

"Boss, you even know music?" Si Jia wasn't disappointed; instead, she looked over with delight.

Rosie: "..."

I dare not admit it again.

If she gets dragged into endless discussions, that would be a nightmare.

“I can only listen, does that count?” she said.

Si Jia chuckled softly, "Of course."

He told his servants to fetch his usual zither from another carriage, then he knelt behind the zither with a flick of his sleeve, gave Luo Xi a slight smile, and then stretched out his long, beautiful hands to skillfully pluck the strings.

What a handsome young man! Luo Xi was once again captivated by his beauty. A moment later, she heard the melodious sound of a zither. He played it casually, bright and cheerful, showing his good mood.

Luo Xi thought she would arrive at Fengchuan County in a leisurely manner, but unexpectedly, before they even left Nanyue County, their carriage was stopped by a man in black.

"Excuse me, is Lady Luo in this carriage?" he asked anxiously, standing beside the carriage.

Startled, Simo, the driver, quickly reined in the carriage and stopped it.

Luo Xi lifted the curtain and peered over: "You are... from the Red Mansion?"