From now on, when you socialize with the ladies of the house, you won't have to be subservient to them.
Their titles were earned through the men in their families. My wife's title was earned by herself; it has a different meaning.
Jiang Shuyun was secretly pleased. He felt guilty at times for not being able to marry and have children.
They couldn't find it, so An earned it himself.
"These are all empty titles, and I have no intention of getting too close to any of their families."
Our Shaoming is only ten years old. It will take at least six or seven years before he needs to be matched with a potential partner.
By then, the layout of the prefectural city had probably changed several times. Therefore, I wasn't in a hurry to go out for social engagements.
Mu Yi'an dislikes socializing. In her past life, she was forced into it because she felt that if you don't strive for things, you won't get anything.
She is very satisfied with her life now.
The title of "Ruren" was an unexpected bonus, a reward in the form of real money—the imperial court's payment for her cotton-growing techniques.
"That's true, our child is still young, so there's really no need to prepare so early."
"Yi'an, you're just handing over the cotton-growing techniques like that? Are you really willing to do that?"
Jiang Shuyun knew that Yi'an was very skilled in agriculture, but no matter how skilled he was, he couldn't play a significant role in ancient times without various instruments.
"What's there to be reluctant about? I didn't develop that technology myself. To put it bluntly, I stole someone else's work."
Besides, I had already anticipated this outcome before I did this.
What I need is real money and a road to the Northwest, to make some preparations for Shao Yun in advance. Just in case it comes in handy.”
Jiang Shuyun was worried for nothing. Yi An had always known what she wanted and had a clear goal.
She handled the gains and losses with great finesse.
Thinking of the reward he was about to receive, Mu Yi'an was happy and grateful to the Emperor for giving him such practical things.
If he were rewarded with a bunch of useless vases and ornaments, Mu Yi'an wouldn't be so happy.
Gifts bestowed by the emperor cannot be exchanged for cash, and yet they must be treated with utmost care. It's quite a hassle to see.
Jiang Shuyun could tell what Yi'an was thinking just by looking at her little expression.
What a penny-pincher!
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