Chapter 358 Wueryuan (asking for monthly tickets)
Chang Suining silently recited the sentence in the letter in his heart [I heard that Governor Chang has a reputation in Jiangdu that a single word is worth a thousand gold. Now I have received a letter from you handwritten with 367 words. This letter is precious and is truly priceless]——
Three hundred and sixty-seven words...
So, he actually sent her more than three million strings of cash at the price of ten thousand strings of cash per word?
Chang Suining was stunned.
Is the letter she wrote that day so valuable?
Who would dare to believe it if I told others that the general of Xuan Ce Army suddenly spent all his family wealth just because he read a letter?
How could the recipient of this letter lose everything he had?
However, if she had known that such a thing existed in the world, she would have written more that day... Well, but it is not good to be so ruthless as to leave no one alive.
Chang Suining thought jokingly, and picked up the note that Deputy General Yu handed to her today. It was also obvious at a glance that it was written by him, but the handwriting on this note was different from that on the letter.
The handwriting on the note was probably written to a subordinate. It was still elegant and beautiful, and a sense of casualness could be seen at the tip of the pen.
But in contrast, the two full pages of letter paper written to her were filled with neat and vigorous strokes of every word. Each word could be taken out individually and hung up to be admired over and over again.
Chang Suining thought again of those discarded letters he had written in the past. Every word was written with meticulous care and every stroke was exquisitely crafted.
This was the Cui Jing Cui Ling'an she knew. He never talked much, but every move and every word he made were filled with care and even dedication.
The last time, when he came to see her off despite being injured, she asked him what he wanted, and he said that he wanted her to "do what she wants, without any worries and no longer be bound by anything."
He also said that he wanted her to "stay in Tong'an with the Dasheng River."
His "want" was never just an empty wish in words. He did what he said, spared no effort and made no reservations, as if he was carrying out a supreme military order he had set for himself.
The help he gave her was far more than just the three million strings of cash—
Chang Suining opened the box at hand and took out a thick stack of drawings. These were sent by Cui Jing along with the letter. Among these drawings were the latest weapon casting drawings that were more suitable for naval battles, as well as water military formations suitable for fighting against the Japanese army.
She had inflicted heavy losses on the Japanese army, but that was more than ten years ago. Time flies and things change, just as she was frightened when she first saw the fireworks at Dengtai Tower.
She had been "sleeping" for more than ten years. The gap in these ten years was a shortcoming that she should make up for as soon as possible, and she must not be ignorant and fearless and underestimate the enemy.
Chang Suining had been consciously studying the changes in weapons, ships, and military formations in naval warfare in recent years, but her time was fragmented, and the information she collected from different places was different. For such advanced combat methods, ordinary soldiers, including Chang Kuo, who had not led the army in a naval battle for a long time, found it difficult to make effective and regular distinctions for her.
Therefore, the "treasure box" sent by Cui Jing saved her a lot of trouble. It was equivalent to screening out the information she needed and accurately giving her the part she needed most.
In addition, as the general of the Xuan Ce Army, the level of military affairs and the degree of change he could encounter were destined to be far greater than her current position as the governor of Jiangdu.
Some of the drawings in her hands at this moment were even drawn by him himself, and he made the most detailed analysis of the pros and cons for her.
After getting these blueprints, Chang Suining would look through them over and over again every day when she had free time. In her opinion, these blueprints were even more valuable than three million strings of cash. If these things could be used well by the leaders, they could save lives at critical moments on the battlefield, and even affect the outcome of the battle.
In the matter of marching and fighting, when the strength of the enemy and our own forces is not much different, the way of fighting and the use of weapons and military formations are of paramount importance in determining victory or defeat.
Chang Suining, who was sitting cross-legged, was holding his chin with one hand while slowly flipping through the drawings with the other. With so much information, he must have spent a lot of time and energy sorting it out. If you calculate the time... he must have started working on this when he first arrived in the northern border, right? But he didn't mention the plans and efforts behind it in the letter, only a meaningless sentence: "These drawings may be of some use in the battle against the Japanese army."
Chang Suining couldn't quite understand Cui Jing's attitude. If she had done this for someone else, she would have taken credit for it as a matter of course, so that the other person would remember her as a big favor.
So, why is it that some people put in so much effort and yet always seem to believe that their intentions are “not good enough”?
It's like the richest person in the world, who, after giving away everything he can, including sincerity and honesty, still feels that his contribution is not worth mentioning.
But this man is extraordinary. His numerous military exploits and the people of the world have given him due recognition. Moreover, he was born with a rebellious nature, so he should not be a self-deprecating person... Why would such a person think that what he has given is not worthy enough?
Chang Suining still held his chin with his hand, and with his other hand he tapped the thick stack of drawings silently with his fingers, lowering his eyes and revealing a smile.
This person is really weird, yet he is also very popular.
After a moment, she picked up her pen and wrote a letter to Cui Jing to express her gratitude. At the end of the letter, she carefully drew a chestnut.
After finishing the drawing, he took a look at it and picked up the pen to add another one.
Apart from that, she did not promise anything in return. She and he had already decided and were destined to go together, so there was no need for those polite words. She would remember everything he did.
His very generous gestures are worth remembering.
Chang Suining folded the dried letter paper, put it into the envelope, and sealed it himself.
Soon, Ah Zhi came in, holding a pile of letters: "Girl, these are all the letters that were delivered today."
Various letters would be delivered to the Governor's Mansion every day. The official letters directly related to official business would be handled by Wang Changshi and his men first. As for personal letters, they would be sorted by A Che himself and delivered to Chang Suining.
Azhi placed the seven or eight letters on the small table in front of Chang Suining. Chang Suining picked up one at random, opened it, and immediately felt a sense of bad luck.
It turned out to be a letter from Li Lu.
Behind the seemingly elegant and pleasing handwriting is a hypocritical face that has long exposed its true nature.
Chang Suining was somewhat surprised when she saw the "friendliness" between the lines. When she was in Xingyang, she even killed the spy planted by Prince Rong in the army. Li Lu also revealed in the letter that he knew about this, but he was still "magnanimous" enough not to bother with her.
Should she praise the other person for his magnanimity, or should she be proud of the value she has demonstrated?
Chang Suining of course chose the latter.
Li Lu, who was already married, did not even hide his "admiration" for her in the letter, and just revealed to her that she and he were the same path, and his current wife Ma Wan was just a spy planted by the empress in the Rongwang Mansion.
Chang Suining was totally confused. What did all this have to do with her? He belittled his wife between the lines in order to elevate her position in his heart... Would she feel proud and honored by this?
Chang Suining found it funny and couldn't help but take a look at Cui Jing's letter.
People who should feel that they are capable of showing off feel that they are not capable of showing off. People who are not capable of showing off at all are so confident. Human hearts and self-awareness are really strange.
Chang Suining was too lazy to read Li Lu's hypocritical words that made people roll their eyes, and he had no intention of replying to the letter.
Since she already knew everything that Prince Rong's Mansion had done in secret, there was no possibility of making friends with them.
On the contrary, the other party had threatened her and the Chang family many times, assassinated Cui Jing more than once, and secretly helped the rebels to succeed and bring disaster to the country and the people... She would settle these debts one by one when she stood more firmly in the future.
Chang Suining lit Li Lu's letter above the candle, opened the lid of the carved stone incense burner beside him with one hand, threw the burning letter into it, and burned away the bad luck.
After closing the stove lid, Chang Suining went to open the next letter. This letter made her feel very good. The handwriting on the letter had some of the flavor of a beginner learning to write, and it was a continuous handwriting.
Although the handwriting was a little clumsy, what was said in the letter was very powerful. Mianmian said in the letter that she had gone to work in the Imperial College Medical Hall and would definitely seize the opportunity.
I opened another letter, also from the Qiao family, written by Qiao Yang. The words mostly expressed sadness for "Wu Jue's death", but as the sadness grew, he gradually felt a sense of relief and sighing. This relief came from "A Wu".
Which one is A Wu? Chang Suining looked down in confusion, and after reading the cause and effect described by Qiao Yang, he could not help but remain silent.
So... Wu Jue has been reincarnated as a puppy in Qiao Yang's place? Seeing those words that Qiao Yang used to comfort her, Chang Suining felt guilty again. Maybe she should at least tell Qiao Yang that Wu Jue is still alive? But now Wu Jue is sick and his whereabouts are still unknown——
If she couldn't find Wu Jue safely, telling Qiao Yang the truth at this time might cause him to experience heartbreak for the second time.
She would definitely find Wu Jue, and then it would not be too late for her to write to Qiao Yang to report that he was safe.
Anyway, at present, there is still "A Wu" to comfort Qiao Yang...
Before that, please have Awu "pretend" to be Wu Jue temporarily.
In this way, although Awu is just a little puppy, the burden on his shoulders is quite heavy. At such a young age, he is forced to be a substitute for others for a living.
The substitute is drinking milk in Qiao Yang's arms, but where is the real person?
Chang Suining looked out the window, so where did Wu Jue go?
…
At the same moment, in a bedroom in a separate courtyard not far from the governor's residence of Chang Suining, Yao Ran was also reading a letter.
She had been busy copying the books in the collection these days, and only finished it today and was able to return to the governor's mansion.
This courtyard was where she lived when she first came to the Governor's Mansion with Chang Suining, but she had lived alone before that. When she came back today, she found that there was an extra maid in the courtyard. After asking, she learned that it was Chang Suining who had prepared this maid for her to take care of her daily life.
Yao Ran was about to refuse, but the woman immediately knelt down and kowtowed to him. She said that her husband had died in the war and she still had two daughters to support. She had finally found a job in the governor's mansion and begged Yao Ran to let her stay.
Finally, she continued: "I will not hinder you from doing big things. The governor said that big things need people to do, and small things also need people to do. With me helping you take care of small things, you can concentrate on doing big things."
After hearing this, Yao Ran raised his hand to help the man up and said with a smile: "From now on, you and I will each do our own work. 】
At this time, the woman was sorting clothes for Yao Ran. Yao Ran sat quietly reading a letter and frowned unconsciously.
Her father actually questioned in the letter that her master's ability was not his own, and concluded that there was someone with unclear intentions behind her master who was using him to stir up trouble...
He also told her to pay close attention to the matter and to write to him promptly if she noticed anything unusual or suspicious.
Yao Ran looked at the letter and frowned for a long time before he picked up the pen to write back.
For the first time in her life, she expressed her dissatisfaction with her father's actions so bluntly. She made her bottom line clear to her father. Now that she had the respect of the adults, she should be loyal to him. Not to mention that her father's words were without evidence, even if they were true, she would not spy on the adults.
In short, she is your master's woman, and she would rather die than betray her master. I hope your father will forgive me.
This time, considering the relationship between father and daughter, she pretended not to know, but it would not happen again. If her father did such a thing again, she would have to hand the letter from her father to the adults for review.
Finally, ask how my father, grandmother, uncle and aunt are doing.
——Respectfully submitted by Yao Ran, an unfilial daughter.
The next morning, Yao Ran sent the letter out. As for how Yao Tingwei reacted when he saw the letter, there is no way of knowing for the time being.
Mr. Luo was quite excited when he learned that Chang Suining had received over 3 million coins yesterday. As a retainer in the governor's study, Mr. Lu, who had just finished counting the gold with his men, said in a low voice without hiding anything: "I heard that it was a gift from a friend of the governor..."
Hearing that it was a gift and not even a loan, Luo Guanlin was even more surprised.
Are there really such rich and gullible people in the world?
Such a wealthy person must not be an ordinary person. He wanted to find out which "friend" it was, but Lu Xiucai shook his head to indicate that he didn't know. He only sighed: "I have never seen so much gold in my life..."
When he went to the graves during the Qingming Festival and burned gold ingots made of paper for his ancestors, he didn't dare to burn them this way! During these days, he not only saw money that he had never seen in his life, but also saw collections of books that he had never had the chance to touch in his life. Lu Xiucai was so moved that he couldn't help but recite a poem. Luo Guanlin listened reluctantly and walked away with disgust.
On the other side, Shen Sanmao, who was personally watching people putting the gold into the warehouse box by box, was drooling with joy.
In the past, when he was poor and was being chased for debt, every time he saw those rich people squandering money, there was only a voice of gnashing teeth in his mind - I really want to fight with these rich people, hey! Now, seeing that the governor, a good friend who refused to reveal his name, lavishly gave him a million dollars, the word "fight" was replaced by the word "befriend" - I really want to befriend these rich people, huh! "Uncle Mao, this is good, you don't have to lose your hair every night to save money for the governor!" Aman said happily on the way out of the warehouse.
Shen Sanmao sneered and said, "If we really do as you say, then we don't have to stay in this governor's mansion!"
Armand asked in confusion: "Why?"
Shen Sanmao walked forward, shaking his sleeves: "What's the point of raising a cat that doesn't want to catch mice?"
Amang suddenly understood, followed Shen Sanmao, and asked curiously: "Uncle Mao, what will our school be called after it is built?"
"How should I know? Go ask an adult!"
Luo Guanlin also asked the same question as Amun.
According to Chang Suining's idea, Jiangdu needs to use the soon-to-be-built academy to attract talents. Various places have already started working on this matter. Luo Guanlin feels that they must first decide on a name for the academy before spreading its name.
Chang Suining stood behind the desk and wrote three big characters - Wueryuan.
There really is no interruption today!
Good night!
(End of this chapter)
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