Jin Qianqian never imagined that merely inheriting an estate would mysteriously grant her a spatial dimension. Unsure of where the space led—to an apocalypse, transmigration, or endless survival ...
Chapter 809 812. Meeting Guests 2
Yang Wenlan knew that this trip was to strengthen the relationship between the two families, so she smiled and asked, "Why didn't the two gentlemen accompany you back this time?"
Jin Qianqian has answered this question countless times these days, "The eldest brother is going to take part in this imperial examination, so let him prepare in Shangjing.
As for my second son, that naughty boy, he made a little too much trouble when he came back, and now he is catching up on his homework."
"We are really uninformed. I didn't expect your eldest son could take part in the imperial examination.
It seems like it was only a short time ago that you wrote to us to tell us the good news that he had passed the imperial examination. That was pretty fast.
I think with the guidance of Master Gu, the top scholar, the Gu family will have another top scholar this time."
Jin Qianqian quickly said modestly, "If that child can have half the talent of his father, I will be relieved.
If the child wants to try, we will let him do it. Whether he can pass the exam is another matter."
Yang Wenlan, "Just be humble here. If there is something wrong, you won't let the child do it.
It seems that I will have to ask you for a glass of wine soon."
"Thank you for your good words," Jin Qianqian said with a smile, "I will remember your words for you. If you don't arrive by then, I will blame you."
"How can that be possible?" Yang Wenlan looked at the farmyard in front of her, "Haven't you thought about expanding this yard over the years?"
As soon as they entered the village, they saw many sheds set up on the roadside. Those were temporary shelters for Gu Wenheng's escorts.
Jin Qianqian, "It's just a few days, we don't want to mobilize a large number of troops. This village is so small, if we use it to build a house, I don't know how much land will be wasted."
The villagers had already advised them that every time they came back they didn't even have a formal place to host guests, and said they would help them expand their house, but they refused.
What she just said was also sincere. She has so many businesses under her name and really doesn't want to bother with it anymore.
Yang Wenlan gave her a thumbs up, "No wonder Mr. Gu has such a good official style over the years. Whenever he is mentioned, everyone gives him a thumbs up."
"Really?" Jin Qianqian was surprised. "I thought my master must have offended so many people over the years, but I didn't expect someone would be willing to say good things about him."
“Look at how insincere you are,” Yang Wenlan said with a smile, “Everyone is eager to discuss the great achievements of Master Gu wherever he goes.
The words "honest official" are what I have heard the most. You know, in the hearts of the people, whoever can do practical things for them is a good official.
I heard that wherever Lord Gu is sent, the local people are singing and dancing. This shows how popular Lord Gu is among the people.
Every time my master talked about this, he was full of envy and yearning, saying that officials should be like Gu Daren. "
Jin Qianqian, "...Aren't these rumors too exaggerated?
Every time we were sent to a remote place, the local people were not as well-informed as those in the vicinity of Shangjing. Sometimes we had been there for many months, and the local people still didn’t know about the replacement of officials.
"...That shouldn't be the case, right?" Yang Wenlan was also a little uncertain. Could it be that what she heard were just rumors?
Jin Qianqian patiently explained to her that most of the people in Rong Dynasty made a living by farming, especially those in remote mountainous areas, who only cared about making sure they had enough food and clothing three times a day, so they would not care about these unimportant things.
To them, the highest official is the village head or the neighborhood head, and they cannot name any higher officials.
Yang Wenlan had always lived in the capital and in official circles, and the only news she could get from the outside world were the words of her servants and what was written in books.
Servants like them who came from aristocratic families were all servants of the world, and it was even less likely for them to be exposed to this aspect, which made her even more curious about the world that Jin Qianqian described.
"But they are not completely unconcerned about the outside world," Jin Qianqian said with a sigh, "Besides filling their stomachs, what they are most worried about is the various military services and chores."
Yang Wenlan was silent. She had heard about military service and chores. Every time at this time, her master would be so busy that he had no time to rest.
During those days she didn't dare go out on the street to face the atmosphere of parting.
"It's not easy for any of them," Yang Wenlan knew that if she continued, she would seem a little hypocritical. As a girl who grew up in luxury, such a world was still too far away from her.
"How long can you stay at home this time? Why don't you go to the capital to play for a few days and let us play the role of a good host."
Jin Qianqian, "I'm really not sure. We returned the day after reporting to the capital. We have to wait for news from above for details.
It’s been so rare for me to come back home in so many years, so I should stay at home and spend time with my elders.
When I get back, if time permits, I will definitely visit you then."
"Then it's settled," Yang Wenlan went on to talk about the interesting things he had encountered over the years. There were several times when he wanted to say something but stopped himself, but he held back.
Jin Qianqian did not expose the truth. They chatted and laughed together for most of the day before sending the man away.
As soon as they got on the carriage, He Nan was the first to ask, "You didn't ask it?"
Yang Wenlan shook her head. "We haven't seen each other for so many years. I really don't want to start talking the first time we meet. What's wrong?"
"Don't mention this anymore," He Nan said sternly, "Master Gu's transfer back this time must be for a big deal, and his son's marriage will probably have to be carefully considered.
Although your niece from your mother's side has a suitable family background, she is definitely not the choice of the couple."
Yang Wenlan, "...My niece from my mother's side is not bad either. She has been brought up as the matriarch of a sect since she was young..."
He Nan, "Anyway, listen to me on this matter, and don't mention it again."
"You're not still thinking about favoring the He family, are you?" Yang Wenlan narrowed her eyes and looked at He Nan, "You only remember the food and not the beatings, and don't you think about how they treated us over the years?
You are obviously the eldest son, but you have to give way to your brothers. Are you willing to endure this forever?"
He Nan grabbed her hand and said firmly, "It's me who made you suffer. I have already made up my mind. Please rest assured, Madam."
Yang Wenlan panicked, "Master, how come you suddenly figured it out?
I remember you told me this before, asking me to be patient and that life would eventually go on.
Why did you suddenly change your mind? I'm telling you, don't think you can coax me and get me to do things for them again."
He Nan, "What are you thinking, Madam? I just got a solution all of a sudden. I'll tell you in detail when I get back."
Yang Wenlan observed him for a moment, then nodded slowly, "Then I'll wait."
After seeing off the guests, Gu Wenheng was dragged by Jin Qianqian to take a walk at the entrance of the village.
"Sitting and eating all day long, you must exercise," Jin Qianqian had been thinking of various obese images of Gu Wenheng since she saw Lehua that day.
(End of this chapter)