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The Qingming Festival was still a short time away, and the cold spring rain washed the world clean and clear. Sprouting grass and budding flowers adorned the world little by little, making it rich and flourishing.

In this day and age, Qingming was considered a big day. With more than ten days to go, the Su family was already preparing for ancestor worship. As in the previous year, Ning Yi was relatively idle at this time. A son-in-law who didn't change his surname couldn't enter the ancestral hall. On that day, he wouldn't be a very important participant. Some of the Su family's women still had to prepare some help for ancestor worship. Naturally, Ning Yi didn't have to worry about any of that. Of course, he was usually relatively idle anyway, so it didn't seem any more special at this time.

Not entering the ancestral hall meant not being valued. According to common notions, this would make a man feel like he had lost face, after all, people always said, "A real man" should do this and that. However, as far as Ning Yi was concerned, things had gone like this last year, but this year it made the Su family a little embarrassed. According to Xiao Chan, several old gentlemen in the family were discussing with Su Boyong, considering whether to find a way to allow Ning Yi to participate in this ancestor worship so that he wouldn't feel neglected. But they couldn't come to any conclusion, so everyone was distressed.

After all, Ning Yi's importance in the Su family had now become apparent. Although he was a son-in-law, his actual achievements made it impossible for others to disrespect him. The status of son-in-law was necessary for the Su family and couldn't be changed, but not letting him enter the ancestral hall meant that he wouldn't be able to receive incense from future generations. Now everyone cared about this and was afraid that Ning Yi would have some resentment in his heart. After some discussion, they even asked Su Tan'er, but Su Tan'er also had a headache. She came back and hinted at a few things, and Ning Yi thought about it.

"Su Yi, Su Liheng… doesn't sound very good…"

"Your concubine also thinks so."

"Then let's not change it… don't think about those things. As for those old people, let them worry, it doesn't matter if they worry a little…"

People's hearts, human nature, and rules, Ning Yi understood clearly with a little thought. He understood where the other party's troubles came from, but even if he didn't care about many things, he wouldn't be willing to change his surname. The other party probably understood this too, which was the source of their distress.

Of course, suspicion and worry had been inevitable ever since Su Yu, and Su the Old Master had announced the truth about the Imperial Merchant. These people would definitely worry about whether he had ambition, whether his abilities were too great, or whether he would have this or that dissatisfaction. But these things didn't matter. They could do whatever they wanted to restrain, suppress, or restrict him, after all, from the beginning, Ning Yi had no thoughts about the Su family's wealth and power.

Although he now had a good relationship with his wife, Su Tan'er would still be a little hesitant to talk about things like ancestor worship, but these things didn't matter. One day, she would probably understand what kind of person he was. Even if she found it strange, over time, she would understand everything.

This might be a long process, but they would gradually adapt to each other.

Every day in the academy, among the group of disciples, Ning Yi felt that there was something strange about Zhou Pei's recent emotional problems. He had known before that this little girl was troubled by the rumors of her family choosing a Consort Prince. The usually strong little girl had even cried secretly. Recently, he had noticed that she had become even stranger because a few days ago he had seen her sneakily picking some leaves, washing them clean, and then hiding to chew on them. Those leaves were terribly bitter. Ning Yi frowned at the thought, wondering why this noble little Princess suddenly wanted to do something so strange.

As a teacher, he paid more attention to the few female disciples in his class. This was only because things were valued when they were rare. After these female disciples had been enlightened by him, they had no chance to learn anything further. After all, they only faced two things: marriage and raising children.

But this was only limited to attention, and it would be futile to try to enlighten them. After all, even if they had any psychological problems, it was a social problem. It was impossible to change society, and the more they thought, the worse it would be for them. The saying "A woman without talent is virtuous" was actually still extremely true in the current society. Therefore, for this little Princess who had suddenly become strange, Ning Yi only taught her some arithmetic and didn't ask about anything else.

Outside the Su family, the assassination attempt related to the Bamboo Records had come to an end since the assassins had escaped. The matter had come suddenly and gone quickly, but the unusual meanings that faintly emerged were enough to attract the attention of those who were interested. The Liao, the Jin, the Wu Dynasty… Some complex power struggles had only slightly revealed their clues here.

This matter was, after all, a bit too big for Ning Yi. Living in the midst of it, Qin Si-yuan's life was still suppressed in that complex silence, without much change. Ning Yi occasionally went over, only to chat about the ideas in books, play Go, or talk about household trivialities. Ning Yi mentioned the Su family's recent troubles, and the other party laughed and said that his modesty was also causing trouble for others. But he never talked about national affairs.

During the assassination attempt at Bamboo Records, Yun Zhu was injured, and Jin'er also subdued one of the assassins, which could be regarded as saving Qin Si-yuan's life. A long time ago, Ning Yi had the idea of ​​having Qin Si-yuan adopt Yun Zhu as his adopted daughter, but it ended because of Yun Zhu's performance at Yan Cui Lou. But Yun Zhu still had a relationship with the Qin family and occasionally came to visit this Grandpa Qin. After this incident, Qin Si-yuan brought up the matter of adopting her as a daughter again one day.

The fact that Ning Yi brought up this matter last time had a very special meaning. For a former official to adopt a girl from a brothel as his adopted daughter would damage Qin Lao's reputation. However, Ning Yi's consideration at the time was because he understood the other party's friendship and was determined to give Yun Zhu a good backer. As for Qin Lao, on the one hand, they had some understanding of each other, and on the other hand, Ning Yi was determined to pay something for this matter. As long as the old man agreed, he naturally had the ability to do so and would make a few moves to prevent the other party from suffering losses. Later, it was also because Yun Zhu came forward again for him, and it would be a bit too much to ask the other party to agree again, so Ning Yi gave up.

But this time, for Qin Lao to bring it up was an even more special meaning. At the beginning, Qin Lao could only be regarded as a dismissed official. Now, various calls for him to return to office were high, and he was assassinated by the Liao people again. If he were to be reinstated, he would become a high official in a very short time, and he even proposed such a thing. Ning Yi couldn't help but be stunned.

It was impossible to agree on behalf of Yun Zhu, and there was no need to refuse. At this time, because Qin Lao's house was often visited by important figures, Yun Zhu didn't feel good about coming over. Later, Ning Yi took Yun Zhu and Jin'er to visit once, and the old man thanked them for their help.

That afternoon, he brought out tea in the yard, and a few people said a few words. Qin Si-yuan was also clear about the relationship between Ning Yi and Yun Zhu: "What exactly is the relationship between you two? I really can't say. I've never seen it before..." The connection between the two was already one where they could be together, but it seemed that because of Jin'er's obstruction, they hadn't broken through the final step. Ning Yi couldn't bring her home, but it was natural to bring Yun Zhu over to visit at this time, or for Ning Yi to decide some major events in her life for her. It even felt a bit like a husband bringing his wife back to visit his father-in-law. Qin Si-yuan occasionally mentioned this kind of thing to Kang Xian, and he also felt very helpless.

Jin'er was now considered to be acquainted with Qin Lao's family. Hearing him say this, she excitedly told Ning Yi's bad deeds. Ning Yi and Yun Zhu could only listen, sometimes drinking tea and smiling bitterly. In Jin'er's eyes, this attitude naturally turned into a kind of shyness. She was also very dissatisfied with Yun Zhu's infatuation and listening to him: "Grandpa Qin, you have to scold them properly."

Qin Si-yuan laughed: "You also said that they are obsessed, and scolding won't wake them up. In fact, if you can be obsessed with something in life, it may not be a bad thing. Let's give them some time."

"Hmph." Jin'er snorted coldly, "I won't."

That being said, Jin'er couldn't do anything about it. In fact, in the whole thing, she might not have been enjoying it at all. After she recovered from her illness, she still argued with Ning Yi every day or talked about Jin'er's shop, habitually living a leisurely life. In these few days, the matter of Li Shishi from the capital visiting friends had become more and more lively in Jiangning. He didn't know who was hyping it up, turning the whole thing into a challenge from Tokyo to Jiangning. Many talented scholars in Jiangning had already taken action, instigating Qi Lan, Luo Miaomiao, and others to prepare a performance in those few days and invite Miss Li over to compete. Before the people arrived, it was already very lively here.

"That Li Shishi's reputation is very big. I heard that many talented scholars in Tokyo wrote poems for her. There is also a Zhou Bangyan whose reputation is also very big. I have read his lyrics and they are very well written." This afternoon, when she came to the small building, Yuan Jin'er was also paying attention to Li Shishi's matter. "Recently, many talented scholars in Jiangning have written new works. Ning Da Cai Zi, do you want to write a new poem to suppress the arrogance of Tokyo?"

"Write a poem? Okay, I just had some inspiration recently." Ning Yi picked up a pen and wrote. Jin'er opened her mouth and quickly leaned over from the table. Yun Zhu, who was passing by, also curiously poked her head over.

"Germanium Plutonium Uranium Chlorine Thorium Arsenic Cesium, taking up all the style to the small garden. Potassium Sodium Calcium Magnesium Lithium Beryllium Francium, faint fragrance floats in the moonlit dusk... What kind of poem is this..."

Ning Yi had recently been recalling the periodic table of elements, but unfortunately, he couldn't always recall it accurately. At this time, he looked at the rice paper, and shook his head with satisfaction: "Good poem, good poem... But there are still four sentences, the next ones are Lead Aluminum Tungsten Palladium Fluorine Carbon Itch... Well, it sounds a bit like it doesn't itch much..."

"Tch, if you don't want to write, then don't. Always like this..." This "Mountain Garden Small Plum" doesn't seem to have spread to the Wu Dynasty either. Jin'er poked her head over to look at the few sentences about taking up all the style to the small garden and the faint fragrance floating in the moonlit dusk, "Wasting good sentences for nothing, a great talent is amazing..."

She thought about it and smiled again: "Hmph, right, a young master came to visit Yun Zhu-jie this morning. He is good-looking, stable, knowledgeable, courteous, and also an official. He must be able to write poetry better than you. Yun Zhu-jie had a very happy chat with him."

"Uh?" Ning Yi laughed, "I don't believe it, how could he write such a good poem..."

"It's Qin Lao's eldest son." Yun Zhu laughed from behind, "Because of Qin Lao's assassination and Qingming Festival, he rushed back from Jiangzhou. He came here specially to express his gratitude today. He said that he had visited Liheng's house yesterday, but he was in a hurry and didn't see you. Does Liheng know?"

"Qin Shaohe... Someone did come over yesterday, but he didn't leave his name. He did say that he would come again..."

Ning Yi thought for a while and understood. He had heard about Qin Si-yuan's two sons many times. Qin Shaohe and Qin Shaoqian, one was a scholar, and one was a military man. Because of Qin Si-yuan's relationship, they were both highly regarded in politics and the army. Last year, because of his effective disaster relief efforts, Qin Shaohe had been promoted to the governor of Jiangzhou. Probably because he was busy, the two brothers didn't return to Jiangning during the New Year. This time, he must have heard about his father's assassination before rushing back.

He asked Yun Zhu about Qin Shaohe's situation. As Qin Si-yuan's eldest son, this person was actually nearly forty years old. Jin'er was right to say that he was handsome, stable, knowledgeable, and courteous. According to what he had heard from Qin Si-yuan before, this Qin Shaohe was modest and stable, quite like his father. He was a true successor to Qin Si-yuan's mantle in scholarship. However, he was not flamboyant. Under Qin Si-yuan's influence, he focused on practical affairs and did not like to be flashy. His poetry skills were also very good, but he wrote less, so his talent was not well-known. He was also taking one step at a time in the officialdom. In the past few years, he had been dragged down by his father, but he had only recently been promoted.

The three of them talked about the Qin family's two brothers for a while. Ning Yi also messed with the "Mountain Garden Small Plum" before finally writing the real one for Yuan Jin'er to take a look at. Yuan Jin'er looked at it and snorted, "It's just so-so." But it seemed that she still liked it.

Ning Yi told her not to show it off and just look at it herself. If she wanted to show it off, don't drag him into it. When he went back that day, he stopped by Qin's residence to visit. He really knew that the eldest son of the Qin family had returned, but he had also gone out to visit other people that afternoon. When he returned home, someone happened to come over, but it wasn't Qin Shaohe, but Pu Yang Yi from the Pu Yang family. Ning Yi wasn't home, so Su Tan'er and Su Boyong were receiving him.

"...Recently, I believe that Ning Xiong also knows about the rumors that Miss Shishi from Tokyo will be coming. Now the people in Jiangning are surging with excitement, and everyone is looking forward to Qi Lan and Miss Shishi competing... Heh, although the other party's intentions are still unknown regarding this matter, there is still a possibility of meeting after all. My little brother feels that after all, it concerns Jiangning's reputation, so I would like Ning Xiong to make an exception and take action once, for the reputation of Jiangning's literati, and write a new poem for Qi Lan. In this way, it would be good to be prepared..."

In the past, everyone interacted and came and went, and Pu Yang Yi always kept his posture very low, but he had never made any excessive demands. This time, Ning Yi understood that the other party had also been operating for a long time and planned to reap the rewards of long-term goodwill once... (To be continued. Vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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