Chapter 48
"Girl, what's going on today? Don't say anything careless. The speaker may not mean anything, but the listener may take it seriously. Our young master is still unmarried. If others hear and start gossip, how will he ever get married in the future?"
"You don't dare to give a direct answer, and keep avoiding the topic and saying that you have nothing to hide?" Lanzhi winked coquettishly. Since the question came to this, she might as well get to the bottom of it.
Zhang Yunniang was so angry at this girl that she laughed and threw the rolling pin away. Was she so difficult to deal with when she was a teenager?
"Whether it's our young master or the young master of Wei, I won't marry. Is that okay now? Sister, is that okay? Aren't you hungry yet, sister? Can you please stop disturbing me while I'm cooking, my dear sister?"
"Why? Didn't you say our young master is a good man?"
"Look at how twisted your logic is. Just because he's a good man, does that mean I have to marry him? There are so many good people in this world, how many can you marry? Just look around the streets, aren't there a shortage of good people?"
"How can it be the same? Our master is so handsome, talented, good-tempered, and kind. He listens to you. He pampers you and lets you do as you please. How can a master treat a servant so well?"
"First, we are not servants, we are workers who earn our livings with our own hands. We are not inferior to others. Second, the young master saved me, and I take care of him to repay his kindness. To put it bluntly, he also pays me. He pays me, so it doesn't matter where I work. Go away, you little girls, you always think of the wrong thing."
"Then have you never imagined what kind of person you would like to marry?"
"Get married? I will never get married in this life."
Zhang Yunniang said cheerfully that she now had her own house and a small amount of savings. This was a leisurely life that she had never been able to achieve in her previous life.
Now all she needs is a cat and a dog. Yes, now she can have a cat and a dog.
"Why? Don't women eventually get married?"
"Who says women have to get married, have children, and be trapped in the house? Women and men are both human beings, and we have the right to choose how to live our lives. This life may seem long, but it is actually very short. If something unexpected happens, it may be over in an instant."
"Why should we define our lives? Why should we be passively pushed around by the world? Everyone should have the right to choose how to live their lives."
"Those who enjoy wandering can be wanderers; those who enjoy power can be politicians; those who enjoy fighting can be generals; those who enjoy cooking can be cooks; those who enjoy gardening can be gardeners; those who enjoy dancing and music can be entertainers; those who enjoy money can be merchants. Just do whatever you like. Why bother with all the talk about how you should be, about starting a family, getting married, and raising children? It's all bullshit. There are so many identities in this world, why bother with the boundaries between men and women?"
"Go, go, go, go out, get out, you're just messing with me."
"Hey, hey, hey, don't push me."
Zhang Yunniang patted the flour off her hands, pushed the person out of the kitchen, and closed the door. The child was really difficult to take care of.
Is she going to make breakfast yet?
Lanzhi was pushed out of the door and looked at the two people huddled together like quails.
Jun Qingmo was crying and Wei Yijun turned his head to look at him in shock.
Lanzhi raised her head and walked away proudly.
"Yuan Jin, I was rejected. Why are you crying so hard?"
"I was rejected too, um, can't you hear that? Um."
Jun Qingmo cried and wiped his tears sadly, sliding towards the middle of the yard, afraid that he would make too much noise and be heard by others, which would be even more embarrassing.
"You like Miss Zhang too? Even though you are my brother, I won't give in to you."
"Why should I give in? Yunniang is a human being, not an object. Why should I give in? She doesn't even like you. Stop flattering yourself."
"Men don't shed tears easily. Don't, don't be a sissy. You, you should stop crying." Wei Yijun looked at his friend with disgust, frowning and pursing his lips. A man should be upright. How can he cry like a girl?
"Why can't men cry? Crying when sad is a right given by God to everyone. It's not exclusive to women, nor is it exclusive to men. As long as you are human, you can cry when you are sad. God doesn't care about things, but you are the only one who cares about it."
Jun Qingmo wiped away his tears and stopped crying. Although this was his home, he couldn't act as he pleased when there were other people around.
Wei Yijun: "From now on, let's compete fairly."
"childish."
Jun Qingmo looked at him with disdain and turned away arrogantly.
When the voice of people calling for dinner came from the kitchen, Jun Qingmo's expression instantly returned to normal, without any sign of abnormality.
Wei Yijun looked at him in shock. With such a fast face-changing speed, was he performing Sichuan Opera?
He was shocked twice today.
It took me nearly two hours to go to Mr. Huaiyuan's place to study and go back, which was really a waste of time.
Actually, it's not impossible to rent a house nearby. It's common for people to temporarily rent a house when accompanying their children to take the college entrance examination. Zhang Yunniang brought it up, but Jun Qingmo didn't agree.
They finally managed to get the place under control and their lives were back on track.
There is no need to move to another place.
Since his wife passed away, Mr. Huaiyuan was annoyed by the noise of the younger generation and lived alone in the suburbs instead of living with his family.
Every day, the two of them waited for Wei Yijun at the city gate, and then took the Earl's carriage to go to the teacher together.
Zhang Yunniang felt that the carriage was too crowded, so she sat outside with the coachman, leaving space for the two of them to play.
Wei Yijun's plan to chat along the way and cultivate feelings was ruined.
"Have you got any silver? Lots of it."
"How much do you want? I don't have much silver on me today. If you need more, I can bring it to you tomorrow." Wei Yijun has always been generous to his friends and took out ten taels of silver from his pocket.
"A lot, at least tens of thousands of taels."
"...We are a family of honesty and respect."
"I suppose you haven't either."
Jun Qingmo had originally wanted to recruit him, but it seemed he was overthinking it. It wasn't like he didn't have other options. Well, it was true that he was after Wei Yijun's background.
The money issue wasn't difficult to resolve—well, it was difficult to resolve, but what was even more difficult was the need for a backer. His mother's family was a merchant family, so he was born with a business sense. In business, especially big business, without a backer, one would be plundered.
"What do you want so much silver for?"
"I want to open a women's leisure center."
Jun Qingmo briefly explained his plan to him. With a place like this, advertised as the nation's first leisure and entertainment venue specifically for women, it wouldn't be difficult to make money.
More importantly, this will become an important place for intelligence gathering.
Historically, people have believed that brothels are only good places to get information, targeting male groups.
However, the information transmission between women is often overlooked.
Most of the information is collected on a small scale in the form of gatherings. The location is either at home or in carefully selected places. The information that can be obtained is ultimately limited.
When women meet close friends, they will inevitably share their true feelings with each other, especially when they are having fun, and they can often inadvertently reveal a lot of important information.
"I have someone in mind who will definitely be interested. Let me talk to him." Wei Yijun admired him sincerely. The title of the number one young master in the capital was well-deserved.
If it weren't for my disability, I would have had a very bright life.
What a pity.
"Is there really nothing you can do about your legs?"
Jun Qingmo shook his head indifferently.
"Was it really an accident?" It's hard not to think too much about such a coincidence.
"We've investigated, and all the clues point to an accident." Because the incident happened in the royal hunting grounds, His Majesty was also present.
The emperor personally came to the royal hunting ground to investigate the case. Even if he was unwilling, he had to accept that it was really just an accident.
There was a sound of a carriage stopping outside, which meant we had arrived.
This is a simple little courtyard with a large area. It has a vegetable garden, a chicken coop, a pigpen, and a pond connected to a mountain spring. The pond is filled with running water and is connected to a small river at the other end.
Jun Qingmo wanted to knock on the door and wait for a response.
Unexpectedly, Wei Yijun pushed the door open and walked in, and they could only follow him.
In the yard, an energetic old man was carrying a bucket of things and heading towards the thatched hut on the other side.
He looked up and saw a group of people coming in, and put the bucket in his hand on the ground.
"Student Jun Qingmo, nice to meet you, sir."
"Hello, sir."
Mr. Huaiyuan stroked his beard, a look of uncertainty on his face. He didn't want to get involved in the secular world anymore, but he had previously received a favor from the Earl's Mansion, and since Earl Kangle had proposed it, he couldn't refuse.
The answer was that I agreed, but I was not happy in my heart.
"You, go feed the chickens." He pointed at Jun Qingmo, who was sitting in a wheelchair, and assigned him an easy job.
"You, go feed the pigs." He pointed at Wei Yijun and the pigpen.
"You, go wash my clothes." He pointed at Zhang Yunniang and the well on the other side.
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The three people who had just entered the yard were assigned tasks before they could even say a word.
Zhang Yunniang: "Sir, I know how to do these jobs. I'll do them. You guys go ahead and do your work. Leave it to me and I'll make sure the task is completed."
Jun Qingmo pulled her sleeve.
"No, you guys go and do your own thing. I have nothing to do here, so working is just the right way to kill time."
Mr. Huaiyuan: "Stop pretending to be so affectionate with your master and servant. It's like an old man bullying someone. Everyone, get back to work. Everyone, get back to work. When you're done, you can start class."
The old man played with the cat that came over and sat down on the grass next to him. He asked the cat to teach him and it would not be too much to charge some tuition. It would be nice to have someone to do odd jobs.
Wei Yijun was holding a bucket, looking constipated. He had never fed pigs before, so why would he just pour it in? Never mind, he headed towards the pigpen first.
"The food in the bucket is raw. There's a stove next to the pigpen. Cook it before feeding it. What are you still standing there for? Go quickly."
The old man was puffing his beard and glaring, while the young man was not nimble at all.
Zhang Yunniang looked at the chicken coop not far away and said, "I'll prepare the feed first, you can go and feed it."
Jun Qingmo stopped her and said, "You go feed the chickens, I'll go wash the clothes."
"Leave the clothes there and I'll wash them slowly. I don't have anything else to do."
"Help me get the cart down."
"Go feed the chickens. It's easy." Zhang Yunniang pushed people towards the chicken coop.
"I'm going to do the laundry." Jun Qingmo held the wheel and the wheelchair stopped in place.
"Ah, Second Young Master, stop making trouble. The master is watching us. Young Master Wei will finish feeding the pigs soon, and we haven't finished our work yet. Won't this waste everyone's time?" Zhang Yunniang whispered in the man's ear.
"I'm going to do the laundry, help me get the cart down."
"Go feed the chickens, that one is faster."
"You go feed the chickens, I'm going to do the laundry."
"Have you been given face lately? Just make some noise at home, but be more reserved when you're out and about."
After saying that, he was about to push the car forward, but someone grabbed the wheel and stopped him.
It's not this bad kid. The teacher is watching. Why are you making trouble again? How can the teacher have a good impression of you?
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