Jin He's mother, who did you learn this talent for putting the cart before the horse from?
Murong Qing narrowed her beautiful eyes and swept a cold glance at Zhao Guihua. "Auntie, what kind of person do you take me for? You don't even understand the inside story yet, you only believe the words of a villain, and then you dump all the blame on me. Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
If it weren't for Yun Jinhe and Sweet Baby, she would have already fallen out with Zhao Guihua...
As soon as she arrived at the Yun family, Zhao Guihua treated her with disdain and spoke harshly. Murong Qing, having lived two lives, would not be manipulated by her so easily.
Zhao Guihua snorted, "You know in your heart whether you did it or not. I'm making it clear today: if you dare to pester our Jinhe again, I'll turn my back on you..."
"Guihua, sit down!"
Gu Shi's expression darkened, and she berated her angrily, "What kind of behavior is this, making such a fuss? Miss Murong has been taking care of Jinhe's daily life since they were at Bocai Academy, helping him with his studies, washing his clothes, and cooking for him. Her efforts are no less than yours as a mother, yet you say she's pestering Jinhe and even dragging Prime Minister Yang's son into this. Are you harboring ulterior motives?"
Everyone could see through Zhao Guihua's clear intention to drive Murong Qing away...
"Mom, I, I just..."
"You shut up!"
Gu Shi glared at her, her brows furrowed. "Guihua, didn't I tell you before not to always target Miss Murong? She hasn't had an easy journey. She hasn't provoked you or done anything detrimental to our family, yet you keep holding onto it, always feeling like Jinhe is devalued when he's with her. Hmph, to put it bluntly, we don't even know what Jinhe's future will be like. Perhaps Murong will have to support him instead. What are you so proud of?"
"Young Master Xiao and Young Master Xiao have been living in our house for so long, and they're not pretentious or arrogant like you. It's just that Yun Guifang made some money, and Jinhe is now studying at the Imperial Academy. This has made you so agitated that Heyang County can't contain you anymore. You're always saying Miss Murong is of humble origin and not good enough for your son Jinhe. I say, if Miss Murong were to marry Jinhe, she'd be the one losing out..."
Zhao Guihua: "???"
Mom, Murong Qing is an outsider, why are you siding with her?
Seeing her parents and the rest of the family with grim faces and no one speaking up for her, Zhao Guihua had no choice but to retreat and stop arguing...
"This matter ends here today. Anyone who dares to say anything negative about Miss Murong again will have to deal with this old woman turning hostile. Let's eat!" Gu Shi sat back in the head seat.
The braised loach had gone cold, so Niu Caixia took it back to the kitchen to reheat it...
Yun Jinshan sat at the corner of the table next to Gao Jingde, clicking his tongue and looking at his father.
He had told his father about his success in passing the Xiucai examination before dinner, but why wasn't his father happy at all?
Now he understood. Any matter in the family was more important than his studies...
Never mind, when he goes to the prefectural city to study in the future, he won't have to worry his family for him.
At the same time, in the study of the West Wing.
County Magistrate Chen bowed his hunched back and stood before Xiao Jinheng, handing him a stack of papers. "Your Highness, Your Highness, as per your request, windmills have now been built in the surrounding ten villages and towns of Heyang County. The common people will no longer need to use livestock to grind grain, haha..."
Xiao Jinheng grunted and looked down at County Magistrate Chen's achievements and performance over the past three months, expressing his great satisfaction. "County Magistrate Chen, you've done well!"
County Magistrate Chen was flattered and overjoyed, unable to close his mouth...
This was the first time His Highness the Crown Prince had praised him.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, look, I've done what I should have done, and the task has been completed ahead of schedule. As for the matter of resuming my official post..."
"No problem!"
"Ah, ah?"
Why did His Highness agree so readily?
Could he really return to being a prefect and not live a poor life in Heyang County anymore?
Xiao Jinheng put down the papers and looked at County Magistrate Chen with a faint gaze. "I like upright officials who do practical things for the people, but I also hate hypocritical and treacherous corrupt officials. County Magistrate Chen, you've toiled in Heyang County for so many years. Even by the years of service and seniority, you should be promoted by one rank and display your talents in a larger place..."
With that, Xiao Jinheng picked up his brush, wrote a letter, sealed it in an envelope, and handed it to County Magistrate Chen. "Take this letter to the palace!"
County Magistrate Chen tremblingly held the letter, as if he had received a treasure...
With this recommendation letter from the young prince, was he afraid he wouldn't be promoted?
"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!" County Magistrate Chen quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed twice.
Not long after he left, Xiao Xinling entered the study, holding Little Xi Tian's hand...
Seeing Xiao Jinheng busy, Xiao Xinling stomped her foot. "Hey, little crybaby, I have something to tell you!"
She came to stand up for Sweet Baby.
"What is it?" Xiao Jinheng asked in surprise.
Xiao Xinling recounted the incident of Yang Jingrui bullying Yun Jinhe, as well as Bu Yi trying to get the winemaking recipe from Sweet Baby and, failing that, going to Zhao Guihua, telling Xiao Jinheng everything...
Finally, she added indignantly, "Little crybaby, you have to teach Prime Minister Yang a good lesson! What kind of son does he have? He's arrogant at the Imperial Academy and doesn't even respect Dean Qian. I heard he's always teasing Sister Murong. Look, Sweet Baby is crying because of this!"
Little Xi Tian: "..."
Sister Xinling, when did I cry?
Can you not blow things out of proportion?
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jinheng's eyes instantly turned cold. Just as he was about to ask something, Little Jie Kong suddenly rushed in. "Who made Sister Xi Tian cry? This is outrageous!"
Everyone: "..."
Little monk, when adults are talking, you shouldn't interrupt.
Little Xi Tian smiled slightly and rubbed Little Jie Kong's head. "Have you bathed?"
This little monk had probably stayed in the mountains for too long. Although he looked fair and clean, his clothes and body were too dirty. He needed a good wash...
Little Jie Kong pouted, lowered his head, and fiddled with his fingers. "I, I want Sister Xi Tian to help me bathe!"
"Audacious!" Before Little Xi Tian could refuse, Xiao Jinheng jumped up. "You're such a big child, can't you bathe yourself?"
And you want Xi Tian to help you bathe? You're dreaming.
Little Jie Kong blinked his innocent big eyes. "Because at the monastery, the master always helped me bathe. I can't wash myself clean!"
Xiao Jinheng: "..."