This was the first time Jiang Nuan had said these words to Han Yi, and it was also the first time she had truly accepted Han Yi as her nephew.
She doesn't like causing trouble, and Han Yi is too scheming; she doesn't really trust him.
Therefore, he always regarded Han Yi as a mutually beneficial partner.
Today's events made her realize that although the other person was scheming, they were genuinely sincere towards her family and had always held great goodwill towards her.
If the younger generation acts this way, then she, as an elder, cannot be narrow-minded.
"Auntie," Han Yi said, his eyes stinging with tears as he sensed Jiang Nuan's change, "I understand."
Finally, finally I have a reliable elder!
He thought he had a lot to say and express, but when the words came out, he couldn't get them out.
For the first time, he felt that the old man was finally of some use.
He decided that when the old man passed away, he would replace the paulownia coffin with a fine nanmu coffin and also add some burial items for him.
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaosan gave Han Yi a meaningful look, then silently lowered his head.
"So," Huang Lao Er scratched his head, completely bewildered, "what's the solution to this?"
Why is he getting more and more confused?
"I still don't understand," Huang the eldest said, glancing at his younger brother with a headache. "Mother has already explained it very clearly."
Sure enough, the second child's brain is really not suited for convoluted thinking; he can't understand anything that's even slightly complicated.
“I know,” Huang Lao Er muttered discontentedly, “but after all the changes, there’s still no clear plan on how to proceed.”
How can you blame him?
"Some things can't be said too explicitly," Jiang Nuan said helplessly. "Don't you understand, it's best to leave it at that?"
This is roughly the difference between smart people and ordinary people!
“Auntie is right,” Han Yi nodded. “Too much talk leads to mistakes. It’s best to stop here. Don’t worry, I already know what to do.”
"Brother Han Yi," Huang Xiaosan asked curiously, "how do you plan to attract this newly crowned champion?"
“Literary gatherings,” Han Yi sighed, “that’s all scholars care about.”
Since the honey trap didn't work, this was the only option left.
"There aren't many scholars in Ping'an County," Huang Laoda said with doubt. "How can a literary gathering be organized?"
"I plan to go to the prefectural city to invite some learned scholars to hold a literary gathering under the guise of a spring outing."
"This approach is a bit old-fashioned and not novel enough, and the time is too short; I'm afraid there won't be enough time to prepare," Jiang Nuan reminded her after turning her gaze. "It would be best to come up with something different."
"What kind of idea? Auntie, do you have any thoughts?"
Composing herself, Jiang Nuan uttered two words, "Prodigy!"
She did have the initial intention of helping Han Yi out of trouble, but it was also mixed with her own little schemes.
Huang Xiaosi and Huang Xiaoliu were preparing to take the imperial examination, and as their mother, she had to do her best to earn them a good reputation.
"Excellent!" Han Yi clapped his hands excitedly, then bowed and thanked him. "I have learned a lot. I will take my leave now and visit you another day."
"Go ahead," Jiang Nuan waved her hand, "Be careful on the road."
After Han Yi left, Han Lao Er immediately asked the question that had been bothering him, "Mother, what do you mean by child prodigy?"
"The literal meaning."
“I don’t believe it,” Huang Lao Er said, pursing his lips. “You’re definitely hiding something from me.”
Huang Lao Er was somewhat desperate. He hadn't even understood what people were saying to his face, and with his wife not around to guide him, he felt like his brain wasn't working properly.
"Second brother," Huang Laoda looked up at the sky speechlessly, "you've been listening for nothing all day."
He strongly suspects that his younger brother is not his biological son.
"Just wait and see," Jiang Nuan said, not intending to explain. "You'll find out in a few days. Don't just sit around, go and help out."
"What about the town? Should we continue making arrangements?"
"Make arrangements. It's convenient to go to the county town from the town. Let's prepare a few rooms to live in first, and then we can finish the rest when we have time."
"Can I not go?" Old Huang asked weakly.
Juquanlou is a place that haunts me for life; I never want to step into it again in my lifetime.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nuan curled the corners of her lips and uttered two words, "No way!"
While the Huang family was discussing and finalizing the matter, Han Yi rushed back and went straight into Juquanlou.
"Young Master," the steward greeted Han Yi with great enthusiasm as he approached, "You've arrived."
"Make the people setting up the platform stop and dismantle the equipment."
"Stop? Is there something I did wrong?" The manager's smile froze slightly. "It was already 30% complete, why are you taking it down again?"
“There are other arrangements,” Han Yi shook his head. “Have your men stop and wait for my instructions.”
After saying that, he hurriedly went to the study in the back hall.
"Your Majesty," Qi Yong, who was dining in a private room, saw this scene and pointed at Han Yi's back, saying, "The owner of Juquanlou has arrived. Would Your Majesty like to summon him?"
"You still haven't changed after being out here for so long," a helpless sigh rang out. "We're no longer in the palace; we're just ordinary rich kids now. Don't keep asking to be summoned."
Although he himself wasn't quite used to it either.
"It was my fault," Qi Yong lightly slapped her mouth, "Does Master wish to see this person?"
"No rush, let's wait and see."
Upon returning to the inner hall, Han Yi immediately made a series of arrangements centered around the words "prodigy," and then the entire Han family busied themselves with preparations.
This is a notification requesting distinguished individuals and gentry to develop a process and confirm participants...
Then, the news of the selection of child prodigies quickly spread throughout Ping'an County.
Go to school in town.
"Have you heard? The Han family is going to hold a prodigy competition. I heard that the winner will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver, and will also receive financial aid for their studies and even be recommended to Lin Yuan Academy in the prefectural city."
"How come I haven't heard about it? In just one day, the whole of Ping'an County has heard about it. One hundred taels of silver, wow, that's enough for us to live on for ten years."
"You want to participate?"
"You don't want to?"
"My parents told me to give it a try, and if I won, the whole family would benefit."
"My parents think so too, since there's no harm in it anyway."
Hearing the conversation, Huang Xiaosi and Huang Xiaoliu, who were in the corner, immediately exchanged a glance.
"The news spreads so fast," Huang Xiaosi whispered. "Brother Han Yi's methods are really amazing."
“Indeed,” Little Fatty nodded seriously, “I reckon there will be a lot of people participating this time.”
"Are you confident?" Xiao Si nudged Xiao Pang's shoulder. "I have a feeling we'll meet a lot of interesting people this time."
“No,” Huang Xiaopang shook his head, expressing his feelings, “We have too little time to study and too little knowledge. Compared to the older brothers, we are still far behind.”
They could only show off their power in the school.
"So what?" Huang Xiaosi straightened his back. "They're not as smart as us."
“But,” Huang Xiaopang lowered his head, “we can’t write poetry or essays.”
"Then let's learn it, there's still time."
Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaopang looked up at the sky speechlessly.
That's as if writing poetry, essays, eating, and drinking water were as simple as it sounds!
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