"What are your thoughts?" Huang Lao Er asked curiously, "What does Mother want to do?"
“Now that we’ve separated into different clans and bought so much land, why don’t we build a manor and be in charge of our own affairs?”
She had once thought about transforming Huangjiakou into her ideal village, but the plan ultimately failed halfway through.
On the one hand, she was not well prepared, and on the other hand, the situation in Huangjiakou was too complicated, with different people having different ideas, so even if she had a lot of ideas, it was difficult to put them into action.
"Build your own estate?" Jiang Chao raised an eyebrow and murmured softly, "That seems like a pretty good idea."
"Let's build our own estate," Huang Lao Er slapped his thigh, "Wouldn't it be too small if it's just our family?"
“It’s not just one,” Jiang Nuan shook her index finger. “I’ll ask Jin Yong later and see if they want to join us.”
“That’s…not many,” Huang Lao Er said, his brows furrowed in worry. “In total, there are less than thirty people.”
"Why are you worrying about this?" Boss Huang asked, puzzled. "What does it matter if there are more or fewer people? Are you afraid of being bullied? We're not easy to mess with either. We'll hire farmhands, so who would dare to cause trouble?"
“Oh, right,” Huang Lao Er realized, “I forgot about that.”
"Idiot!" Huang Laoda was speechless. He turned to Jiang Nuan and said, "Mother, I think this is a good idea. It will save a lot of trouble. Mother will not make excuses or refuse whatever she wants to do."
"Well, let's eat first, then rest. In the afternoon, we'll go to the estate to investigate and then decide whether or not we should proceed in this manner."
This plan is indeed good, but some places are only suitable for manors, not villages. In any case, we need to take a look before making a decision.
“We’re moving again,” Xie blinked. “I just planted those vegetables and melon vines in the backyard.”
"It doesn't matter whether we move or not," Jiang Nuan said nonchalantly. "This house is our own, so we're not afraid of being kicked out."
"That's right!" Xie realized that the courtyard in town was bought by their own family, not inherited from their ancestors.
Because of time constraints, Jiang Nuan did not sleep and went straight into her spatial dimension to practice her cultivation technique.
She is becoming less and less reliant on her space and is spending less and less time on it; she hasn't really looked at her space properly in a long time.
The wheat beneath our feet has turned yellow, each grain plump and full.
The watermelon next to it was like a small drum, big, smooth and flat.
The red plum blossoms all around were in full bloom. Jiang Nuan looked up and immediately saw them swaying. "Could these trees have come to life?"
After she finished speaking, she tentatively waved her hand, and immediately, the rows of plum trees moved even more joyfully.
"My God," she clutched her chest and took a few steps back, "It really has become a spirit?"
After saying that, she took two steps forward and poked the tree trunk with her fair fingers. Immediately, the whole tree began to sway erratically, as if it were drunk.
The two trees next to it also swayed wildly toward Jiang Nuan, as if inviting her over.
“You,” she asked tentatively, “could you understand what I’m saying?”
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a scene that left her speechless: all the blooming plum blossoms closed up instantly, and all the branches and leaves drooped down, like shy little wives.
Seeing this, Jiang Nuan didn't know how to react. She stood there dumbly, staring at the rows of plum trees without moving.
After an unknown amount of time, a soft chuckle rang out.
A gentle breeze blew in her face. Jiang Nuan looked up and saw a book hanging in mid-air, slowly floating into her hand.
"A master?"
There was still no response, but it inexplicably gave her a sense of peace.
After a moment, she lowered her head, looking lost and forlorn. "They're already gone."
After a moment, she focused her attention on the book in her hands, "Basic Formation?"
After saying that, his eyes widened immediately, "It's actually a book on formations?"
After quickly flipping through it, Jiang Nuan looked up at the sky in a daze, "Are you sure it's a basic formation?"
A thin book, twelve pages in total, containing only three formations: One Yuan, Two Combinations, and Three Talents.
One element nourishes the soul, two elements gather energy, and three elements attack and defend.
The book is thin, but the content is profound; just looking at it gives me a headache. "Is this really a basic formation?"
With a mix of doubt and skepticism about the book, Jiang Nuan left with a complicated expression.
I definitely need to learn, after all, the stuff given by experts is never bad, but I should deal with the things in front of me first.
Having first encountered the sentient plum tree and then obtained the "Basic Formation Techniques," her face was still slightly flushed even after she left the room.
"Mother," Xie asked with concern when she saw Jiang Nuan's unusual complexion, "Do you have a fever?"
“No, it’s just,” he coughed and explained, “the room is too stuffy, and it feels a bit hot.”
"That's good," Xie said, relieved. "The house is all packed up. When shall we go see the estate?"
"Where are your husband and the others?" Jiang Nuan turned her head and looked around. "Are they still resting?"
“No, no,” Madam Xie quickly waved her hand, “They sensed that Mother was about to wake up, so they went to the backyard to hitch up the cart and also to feed Xiao Liu some hay.”
"We'll set off once they've hitched up the car."
“Okay,” Xie said excitedly, “Mother, you rest first, I’ll go urge them.”
"No rush, take your time."
"knew."
The Huang family had just split into two branches when Ji Xuan learned the news.
"Your Majesty, even a small farming family has so much drama. This servant has truly broadened his horizons," Qi Yong said, feeling speechless. "They say even tigers don't eat their cubs, but this old man from the Huang family is really ruthless."
Ji Xuan took a sip of tea and nodded lightly, "Mm."
"However, Madam Jiang is no pushover either. She directly undermined the enemy's cause by moving out overnight after the sect split. This feud is now firmly established, and it will be extremely difficult to reconcile in the future."
"Make up?" Ji Xuan said calmly. "Impossible."
“That’s true,” Qi Yong agreed. “Jiang Niangzi isn’t that stupid. She’s escaped from the wolf’s den with great difficulty, and she’s not going back.”
However, the old lady who was separated from her husband might not be so lucky. Her youngest son had already passed away, while her husband and eldest son were still alive. Lying alone on the bed, thinking of how good her husband and eldest son were, she might very well regret her actions.
She didn't have a chance.
“That’s right, Lady Jiang probably won’t give her that chance.”
"Has anything unusual been discovered at the Huang residence?"
"No," Qi Yong explained, pursing his lips. "The Jiang family just moved out, and the secret guards searched the place thoroughly but found nothing unusual."
"No?" Ji Xuan lowered her head slightly. "Not even a little bit?"
“Your Majesty, Lady Jiang is so astute, it’s impossible that she didn’t realize someone was watching them. It’s normal that she couldn’t find out. However,” Qi Yong continued, changing the subject, “the Huang residence is indeed a feng shui treasure. Now that Lady Jiang has moved away, does Your Majesty have any thoughts?”
“A place with good feng shui should be occupied by a virtuous person. The old man of the Huang family is not of good character after all.”
Upon hearing this, Qi Yong lowered her eyes and said, "This servant understands what to do."
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