Long before Haozhou was conquered, the news of Huang Song's capture had spread.
The news was undoubtedly a bolt from the blue for Qi Chaolan. Even though she was mentally prepared, she was still overwhelmed with grief.
Her first reaction was not to follow Huang Song. Instead, she chose to take her child back to her parents' home and beg her parents and brothers to take care of her.
In the end, her father, who loved her dearly, refused to see her. Her mother looked at her, wanting to say something but hesitating. Her brothers sighed and sent her off.
Her mother said to her, "Your father said … the situation in Dongqing has been settled. Liu Xi probably won't make things difficult for you and your child because of our past friendship."
Qi Chaolan's eyes were dry. She said in an almost helpless tone, "If Bogao dies, Liu Xi won't make things difficult for you and your child, but their future is worrying. If Father and Mother are willing to take them in and raise them to become useful people, Bogao's branch can also rise … "
If anything happened to Huang Song, as a woman in the inner house, she couldn't give her child the most comprehensive education. There would always be a male elder to supervise and guide them. She was also considered to be from a large family. The education within the family was comprehensive, so she wanted to entrust her child to someone outside the family for a few years.
The reason why the gentry could maintain their pride for hundreds of years was because they controlled the educational privileges that ordinary people couldn't enjoy.
Qi Chaolan didn't want her children to delay their enlightenment after Huang Song died.
If they didn't become useful people, after one or two generations, Huang Song's branch would be completely destroyed.
In addition, she was also worried that the chaos outside would hurt her child, so she wanted to hide in her parents' home.
Unexpectedly, her mother looked conflicted and told her a cruel truth.
"Daughter, you also know Liu Xi's attitude towards the gentry. In the past, our family had close contact with Bogao. It's hard to guarantee that Liu Xi won't target our family because of this. It's not that your father doesn't love you, but he has to consider the family's future, so he can't take in Bogao's child. "
No one knew what Jiang Pengji's attitude towards Huang Song was.
According to the idea of cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots, Huang Song's children might not have a good ending. Even if they could survive, they would be overrated to death.
The structure of the chaotic world was chaotic. Some people fought hard, some watched from the sidelines, and some carefully found a balance between the two.
The Qi family that Qi Chaolan belonged to was a typical example. They wanted to enjoy the benefits that came with prosperity, but at the same time, they did not want to bear the corresponding risks.
Back then, Qi Chaolan's father had taken a liking to Huang Song at first glance, feeling that this young man had a bright future. Coincidentally, Qi Chaolan had also taken a liking to Huang Song, so her open-minded father acted as a matchmaker for the two of them. In the next few years, Huang Song did not disappoint his father-in-law. He provided him with many conveniences both openly and secretly.
Unexpectedly …
His father even refused his own grandson and granddaughter at the door.
"Chaolan," Qi said. "Bogao's Chaolan and Qi Chaolan is Qi. Qi Chaolan was already exhausted and could no longer hold on. Tears welled up in her eyes as she said, "I'm only pleading with my parents to temporarily take them in. If Liu Xi really wants to vent his anger on me, I'll definitely bring the children back. I won't implicate my parents or my family. Even so … it still doesn't work? "
Although Qi Chaolan was the most pampered daughter in the family, her father was cold-hearted. A daughter that was married out was like water that was poured out.
Qi Chaolan's father would not object if it was just to take in Qi Chaolan, but he would not agree to take in Huang Song's child.
She didn't want to bring trouble to the family.
Qi Chaolan's mother always listened to her husband. She was heartbroken by her daughter's complaints, but what could she do?
"Lan 'er, go back first. I'll try to persuade your father."
This was just an excuse.
After hearing this, Qi Chaolan completely gave up. She brought the three children back to the house in an ox cart.
Children are very sensitive. The eldest and second son are only one year apart, but they have been in education for three years. They look more mature than normal children.
"Mother, are we not going to see Grandfather?"
Every time the children came with their mother, they would see their kind grandfather and grandmother. But now, they only saw their grandmother.
Qi Chaolan said gently, "Grandfather isn't feeling well. He doesn't want to pass his illness to you. You'll see him in the future."
The three children were playing with the maids in the room when she talked to her mother, so they didn't know what happened.
The second son said, "Mother, the doctor in the house is very skilled. Why don't we let him take a look at Grandfather?"
The three girls were only three years old. They were quiet and cute. They looked at their mother and two brothers with their black pearl-like eyes.
She asked in a childish voice, "Is Grandfather sick?"
Qi Chaolan's tears, which had just stopped, threatened to burst again.
If they didn't have children, she would want to live and die with Huang Song. But with children, she didn't dare to do so.
Losing their father meant losing their protection. If they lost their mother, they could only live under someone else's roof and suffer.
Qi Chaolan pulled herself together and let the 3,000 troops that she kept join the defense.
She wasn't good at the art of war, but she was better than ordinary people.
Unfortunately, the situation was hopeless. Her struggles were futile.
Jiang Pengji passed the battle report to Huang Song. Huang Song was so anxious that he couldn't even speak properly. He bit his tongue several times.
"How's the wife?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Huaiyu is a careful and reliable person. He won't hurt your wife and children. They're very safe."
Huang Song was still worried. As a man, he held the battle report with reddened eyes. He looked very sad and aggrieved.
Jiang Pengji didn't react, but the audience in the streaming room couldn't take it anymore.
Midnight Eating Yellow Peach: "Sob, sob, sob. I suddenly like Huang Song."
Eat Full: "It seems that Huang Song and his wife have a good relationship. It's rare for an ancient man to be like that."
Have Strength to Lose Weight: "I think that Huang Song's wife played a great role in pledging allegiance instead of committing suicide."
Jiang Pengji comforted him. "Since you're so worried, I'll arrange for you to go to Wanzhou as soon as possible. Your wife will be sent there too."
Huang Song asked, "What about you?"
Jiang Pengji said, "There are too many things to do in Hu County, Haozhou, and Chenzhou. I might not be able to go back before the New Year."
If the people who worked overtime heard this, they would probably be celebrating. They could finally have a good New Year.
Of course, Han Yu and the others wouldn't be happy if they heard this.
Jiang Pengji had come up with a plan on how to govern Changye. It was up to Han Yu and the others to put it into action.
"My lord, the accounts are ready."
Han Yu handed a thick booklet to Jiang Pengji.
To govern Changye, not only did they need people, but they also needed to make a good budget. For example, how much food could the laborers eat in a day, how much they would be subsidized in a month, how much they would be subsidized in a month, and how much they would be subsidized in clothes and fabrics … After all, it was almost winter. They couldn't just let them work in rags.
Apart from these, Han Yu also calculated the daily work progress of so many people and finally calculated the expenses needed for the whole governance process.
The more detailed the accounts were, the more they could use every cent in the right way to prevent shoddy work, corruption, and favoritism.
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