Fan Xian grimaced, his face contorted in pain as he licked his lip, which had been broken. He noticed a hint of sweetness, realizing that Wan'er's pent-up frustration had exploded in that bite. He chose his words carefully, cautiously saying, "I didn't mean to say anything else, I just feel... you've been through a lot lately."

Lin Wan'er twisted in his arms, mumbling, "How have I been through a lot?"

"I haven't had time to be with you," Fan Xian thought for a moment, then said, "Now that my younger sister and brother have gone to Northern Qi, Ye Ling'er has married, and Roujia can't be with you either... We left Kyoto, went to Jiangnan, and came to Danzhou. You probably don't even have anyone to confide in, and besides, these are all unfamiliar places."

Before he could finish speaking, tears welled up in Lin Wan'er's big eyes, and she sighed softly, "You... if you say you're heartless, you know these things, but if you say you're thoughtful, how can you bear to treat me like this?"

Fan Xian felt a chill in his heart, coughed twice, and asked, "How have I treated you?"

"Is that all you wanted to say?" Lin Wan'er looked into his eyes intently.

Fan Xian thought for a moment and nodded.

Lin Wan'er sneered, "You're starting to be shameless again. I told you before in Kyoto that I wouldn't stop you from doing what you want... Anyway, a woman's words don't carry much weight. I just hope you can be honest and tell me before things happen. Even if I'm useless now, I'm still the eldest daughter-in-law of the Fan family. There are some things you shouldn't hide from me."

"What are you talking about?" Fan Xian was faintly annoyed, "You can't be so self-pitying. The Wan'er I love is a gentle and playful girl..."

He stopped halfway through his sentence. Wan'er, on the other hand, smiled sweetly and said gently, "Why don't you continue scolding me?"

Fan Xian coughed and said, "Believe it or not, I didn't plan to say anything else today."

"Oh, really?" Lin Wan'er sighed and said, "Then when will you tell me about Miss Haitang's affair?"

Fan Xian was silent for a moment before saying, "It's different, it's different." After saying that, he hugged Wan'er, who had turned over in a huff, and gently tickled her soft waist and stomach while whispering in her ear, "It's been more than ten days since we were apart, why talk about that?"

If it were Haitang, or Ruoruo, a girl who had been influenced by Fan Xian's modern feminism, she would probably have kicked Fan Xian off the bed by now.

But although Wan'er grew up in the palace and had a mind full of delicacy and depth, she had received the most traditional education when it came to matters between men and women. She said in a muffled voice, "That girl's status is different, which is troublesome enough, and you still do as you please. I don't know what trouble you'll stir up in the future."

Hearing this seemingly acknowledging remark, Fan Xian didn't relax. Instead, he felt a surge of faint guilt. It seemed false to say that a person, especially a man, wasn't fond of someone, but it was even more false to say that he would be devoted to someone for the rest of his life and never look at anyone else.

Admiring jade on Dongshan Mountain, watching the sunset on Xishan Mountain, doing different things in different places, no one should deceive themselves or brainwash the world.

"But you stay at home every day, and no one plays mahjong with you, which is really boring." Fan Xian didn't want to continue with that topic, because he suddenly realized that Haitang's position was ultimately as a friend. That woman might not be willing to marry into the Fan family, so why should he worry about these things in advance and make his wife worry and feel jealous?

"The concubines in the palace... aren't they all passing the days like this?" Fan Xian's words touched the deepest vulnerability in Lin Wan'er's heart, and she couldn't help but sigh.

She grew up in the palace, her mother was the prominent eldest princess of the dynasty, and her father was the esteemed Prime Minister Lin, but she was locked in the palace as if she was collectively raised by the concubines. She was naturally intelligent and grew up in such an environment, so she understood the intrigues and power plays very well. She believed that her abilities should have played a greater role.

However, partly because of the eldest princess, Lin Wan'er was somewhat averse to manipulating schemes and preferred peace. Secondly, because of the antagonistic relationship between her husband and mother, Wan'er could not find a suitable place to shine.

This was something Fan Xian and she had discussed a long time ago.

If a person can't find their place in the environment around them, they will eventually feel a sense of loss. If she was just an ordinary woman, then managing the household, respecting her parents-in-law, serving her husband, and raising her children would be fine, but Lin Wan'er's background determined that she would always have some regrets if she lived such an ordinary life, especially since many people around Fan Xian had begun to shine.

Lin Wan'er had already prepared to accept her fate at one point, preparing to hold onto the beautiful memories of having a child surreptitiously and work hard to give Fan Xian a child, so that she could keep her husband's heart by her side. That's why she took the dangerous step of stopping Fei Jie's medicine.

Fan Xian was a delicate and sensitive person, so of course he knew what the deeper meaning of his wife's actions was, and of course he knew what the faint sorrow between his wife's eyebrows had been for the past few months, but... he had never found a good solution.

Fan Sizhe's life goal was in business, so Fan Xian could kick him to the north to smuggle. Ruoruo's life goal had been influenced by Fan Xian, so Fan Xian could use every means to send her to Ku He's school, to travel thousands of miles, to see different people. But Wan'er... her identity was different, she was his wife, her life goal... or to put it more vulgarly, what path should she seek to realize her value?

The Spring Examination case, and the affairs before and after it, made it clear to Fan Xian that Wan'er's strength was actually in the palace, in planning, and she could indeed help him a lot. But the problem was, he and the Xinyang faction were currently at odds with each other, so how could he let Wan'er be caught in the middle?

Fan Xian sighed and said, "If there really is a day when we come to blows, I really don't know how to deal with it."

They rarely talked so frankly to each other, always avoiding this matter. After a long silence, Lin Wan'er said, "You know, I don't have much affection for my mother... but she is my mother after all."

"I understand." Fan Xian pressed his mouth and nose into her hair, taking a deep breath, "Trust me, at least I will never let you be sad."

Would anyone believe that sentence?

Fan Xian suddenly smiled and said, "Wan'er, it is indeed boring to stay at home all the time... I have some things I'd like you to help me with, but it may be quite tiring and demanding."

Lin Wan'er opened her big eyes curiously, turned around to face him closely, and said, "What is it?"

With her soft fragrance in his arms, Fan Xian hugged his wife, unable to resist rubbing her plumpness twice, and said with a smile, "You know I'm a rich man."

"That's right." Lin Wan'er couldn't help but smile, and slapped his thieving hand back.

Fan Xian said seriously, "When I went to Jiangnan for the first time this year, I found that although Jiangnan is rich, there are still many people who are poorly clothed and fed. Look, even Jiangnan is like this, let alone Jiangbei, and the people in the middle reaches of the Yangtze River who have been hit by floods don't know how to survive."

Lin Wan'er asked curiously, "Didn't you say that the silver you found in the Internal Treasury had been transferred to the Grand Canal Governor's office?"

"That's only part of it." Fan Xian thought for a moment and said, "You know more about court affairs than I do. Not many of those officials can be trusted. Even if I put the silver into the court, even if the Supervisory Council and Yang Wanli are watching, what should be lost will still be lost... Not to mention anything else, at least my Fan family, the Liu family, and even the palace will take a cut of this silver, so I think... it would be more convenient for us to do some things ourselves."

"What things?"

"Jiangnan really has money, and those wealthy merchants can come up with millions of taels of silver." Fan Xian sneered, "But there are still so many poor people... This is a problem of inequality."

He continued to sigh, "I don't have the ability to change this phenomenon, so I have to find some moderate ways to improve it."

"You mean..." Lin Wan'er guessed her husband's thoughts, hesitantly saying, "Are you going to rob the rich and give to the poor?"

Fan Xian burst out laughing. He didn't expect his noble-born wife to use the common bandit language from storybooks, so he couldn't help but flick her delicate nose.

Wan'er stuck out her little tongue and giggled.

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"But... it really is robbing the rich to help the poor, isn't it?" Fan Xian thought for a moment and said seriously, "My idea is this: anyway, I've scraped so much silver from the Internal Treasury and officials, I have to find a way to use it. Our family can't use it all. As I said before, I don't want to go through the court, so how can I use this silver on the people?"

Lin Wan'er hummed and said, "What we often see in the past is opening porridge shops and repairing schools. I remember when I was a child, the north was hit by a disaster, and refugees poured into Kyoto. Several ministers in the court asked His Majesty to send troops to suppress them and drive these refugees to the neighboring states. However, Emperor Uncle did not agree to this proposal, but instead removed those ministers and opened the imperial granary... That year, when we distributed porridge, the Empress Dowager even brought us from the palace to hold the ladles."

Fan Xian nodded. He had heard this story before. The Emperor wasn't stupid and naturally knew how to handle it. He said, "Simply giving out porridge temporarily is not enough. Repairing schools is also difficult to promote, so I decided to pool the silver I earned into a special organization and then do good deeds for many years."

He lay in the thin quilt and waved his hand, saying, "Poor students have no money, so they can go to our schools to study. If they have no food to eat, we'll buy rice to distribute. If they have no seedlings in the spring, we'll give them... In short, we'll do what the court hasn't thought of doing."

Lin Wan'er looked at his confident expression, and her heart was also excited, but she immediately smiled bitterly and said, "Silly, do you know how much silver this will cost?"

"Isn't the silver earned to be spent?" Fan Xian said with a smile, "Anyway, what I earn is the silver from the court and the merchants, and the court and the merchants scrape the silver from the people. So it can be said that 'What is taken from the people is used for the people'."

Lin Wan'er's eyes lit up when she heard the words "What is taken from the people is used for the people," and said, "These words are new, but... they make sense."

Fan Xian looked down at his wife's adoring expression, and for some reason he thought of last year in the imperial palace of Northern Qi, when the little Emperor of Northern Qi and Haitang Duoduo listened to him shouting "Be the first to worry about the world's troubles, and the last to enjoy its pleasures," and couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Unexpectedly, Lin Wan'er then shook her head seriously and said, "It still won't work. Not to mention that this is a bottomless pit, and no matter how much you invest, you may not be able to fill it, but the impact of this matter must be considered carefully. The court is doing these things, but you're taking over, which is very taboo."

Fan Xian thought for a moment and suggested, "Can't we do it anonymously?"

Lin Wan'er glared at him, looking at him like an idiot and said, "If it's not named, how can such a big scene be spread? You're not just trying to save the people of one county or state... If people don't know that it's you who is in charge of the good deeds, wouldn't the local officials rush to devour this piece of fat? So the name must be named."

Fan Xian thought that this was indeed the case, but it was difficult to name it and not anger the court.

Lin Wan'er suddenly said, "What do you say... how about doing this in the name of the palace? In the name of the Empress Dowager, anyway, the nobles in the palace don't need to pay. We'll pay the money, let them take the credit. The court will have face, and they will also have face. His Majesty must be happy too."

Fan Xian was stunned, looking at Wan'er for a long time without speaking, thinking that this was indeed the case. With the nobles in the palace coming forward, it would definitely be much easier to promote. Then this... isn't this the so-called charity federation that I often saw in my previous life? But it was in the early stages of Qing Kingdom, so it would be much cruder, but since there was a beginning, it would always bring some improvement to the lives of the people.

Lin Wan'er became interested and continued to come up with ideas, "But no matter how much money you have, you can't withstand this kind of squandering. I think we still have to save the urgent and not the poor... the real focus should still be on reading and disaster relief, the daily things to do..."

Halfway through her sentence, she stopped. Fan Xian also stopped. The two looked at each other, then laughed at the same time, their smiles carrying a hint of embarrassment and self-deprecation.

What exactly should be done, and how can the people of Qing Kingdom and even the world live better? This couple was born with a silver spoon in their mouths, so where would they know the details? It was just a general discussion. When it came to the specifics, the couple would only go around in circles on reading and distributing porridge.

After laughing for a while, Fan Xian said seriously, "We still have to do it. There are always people who understand these things. Yang Wanli came from a poor family. When the dike matters calm down, call him to the capital to talk."

His mind flashed through those reforms of his previous life. Although things like the Green Sprout Act looked bright, Fan Xian knew that he didn't have the ability to change the general trend, and thought that he had to sew and mend. Although it was trivial, although it couldn't change much... but it could make the lives of the people better.

Even a little bit, this thing can still be done.

Anyway, Fan Xian doesn't have to worry, just spend some money.

"I'll leave this to you." Fan Xian looked at Wan'er with a smile.

Wan'er was taken aback and said, "How can you leave such a big thing to me?"

"I trust you to do things." Fan Xian said with a smile, "Besides, if you want to bring the nobles and concubines in the palace on board, how can you do it if you don't come forward? Women do things, and the risks they bear are smaller than if I come forward... Don't tell me you don't want to do it."

"Yes!" Lin Wan'er was very excited to hear that she finally had something to do, so how could she miss this opportunity?

The couple said a few more words and prepared to do this in a while. During this time, Fan Xian couldn't help but say a few beautiful words similar to "It's better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish," which shocked Wan'er again and again. The couple kept talking, but they were no longer sleepy.

"How long have you been preparing for this?" Lin Wan'er buried her head in his arms and asked in a muffled voice.

Fan Xian blurted out, "Almost half a year."

Lin Wan'er looked at Fan Xian's handsome face, and felt a warmth in the depths of her heart. She knew that Fan Xian was doing this mostly for her sake.

In fact, in Fan Xian's view... he was doing this entirely for Wan'er.

It's just that at this time, the couple on the bed did not expect that such an organization, which appeared in the world by a flash of inspiration, later gradually deviated from their original ideas because of the many resources controlled by Fan Xian and relied on Wan'er's ability, and gradually evolved into an organization that no one could predict, bringing many benefits to this world and to Fan Xian himself.

"Don't put so much silver in one place." Lin Wan'er blinked her long eyelashes and said seriously, "Although I don't understand any economic affairs, I can understand from what you and Sizhe do that money can make money."

Fan Xian nodded. Naturally, he wouldn't make things difficult for himself by doing these things. Lao Er earned money in the north, and Shi Chanli and Sang Wen did flesh business in the south. After the large amount of money from the bank entered the account in the future, it would naturally become a source of living water. Seeing that Wan'er had regained her bright spirit, and knowing that this girl was starting to get excited after having something to do, Fan Xian was also extremely happy. He had been thinking about this matter for so long, and it had finally had the desired effect. What made him most happy was that, with such a distraction, those trivial matters might fade away.

Unexpectedly, things in the world are always unsatisfactory in eight or nine cases out of ten.

Lin Wan'er bit her lip and said, "But you haven't answered me about the things you said before."

Fan Xian was stunned, smiled, hugged her and kissed her, and said vaguely, "Don't worry, there won't be anything like this again."

It's the old saying, who can believe a man's words? Sure enough, Lin Wan'er didn't believe it very much. She glanced at the outer room and said softly, "Although Sisi has entered the door, there is no ceremony. It will always wrong her. I have already told Grandma, and we will arrange it in a few days."

Fan Xian laughed and said, "Do whatever you want. Anyway, she grew up with me since she was a child, and she probably doesn't care about this."

The couple's voices were very soft, but at this time, Sisi's cough came from the bed in the outer room, and the cough was full of shame and annoyance.

Lin Wan'er looked at Fan Xian and smiled, "Did you hear that? Who said they didn't care?"

Fan Xian patted her butt embarrassedly and said, "Usually this big girl sleeps like a pig, how come she's so awake today?"

Speaking of sleeping like a pig, Lin Wan'er immediately remembered Siqi, who had entered the Fan Mansion with her. This was also her close maid. She had been fascinated by Fan Xian in the other courtyard, and if she had no merit, she also had hardships. She frowned and said, "What about Siqi?"

Looking at Wan'er's expression, Fan Xian understood that this mistress of the house really wanted her big maid to enter the door as well, but Fan Xian was really afraid of these things and begged for mercy, "Let's just forget it, your husband isn't a seven-time-a-night man."

Wan'er gave him a reproachful glance.

After a lot of tossing, the couple was finally tired. Fan Xian hugged his wife contentedly and said in her ear, "I'll take you somewhere tomorrow."

Lin Wan'er said dazedly, "This Danzhou city is not big. I've already been everywhere... Where else do you want to go?"

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Let's not mention the one-day tour of Danzhou by the Fan Xian couple. After all, there was a busy period after returning to Danzhou. Fan Xian was busy receiving old acquaintances from previous years, so how could he find time to play? Plus, one day, finally presided over by the old grandmother, the big maid Sisi, who had an accident with Fan Xian on the boat in the Yangtze River, was finally unexpectedly included in the room. However, this girl Sisi was used to serving Fan Xian and couldn't accept this change of role for a while, and the whole person seemed a little confused and at a loss.

Everyone was psychologically prepared for this. Sisi grew up with Fan Xian since she was a child, and their relationship was very good. Many servants in the mansion still remembered that year, when twelve-year-old Fan Xian beat the steward from Kyoto, who was full of peach blossoms, to stand up for Sisi.

The steward left after being humiliated, but he never heard from him again. I don't know where he went.

Moreover, after Fan Xian went to Kyoto, Danzhou learned of his marriage, and the old ancestor sent Sisi to Kyoto, what was the hidden meaning in this? Everyone in the upper and lower houses of Kyoto Danzhou knew that Sisi would enter the room one day, but after it finally happened, the maids in the Earl's Mansion congratulated Sisi, but they still couldn't help but feel some envy and jealousy.

The old lady gave Sisi a big red envelope and said a lot of kind words for a while. Miss Sisi cried and cried, her eyes were red and swollen, and even Wan'er was wiping away tears.

The next morning, the back door of the Fan Mansion was opened with a creak, and Fan Xian walked out of the door with Sisi's hand, sneaking around. He looked back at the girl with peach-like swollen eyes, and said funny, "Am I bullying you or what?"

Sisi choked and glared at him. Anyway, she was the only one in the mansion who dared to be rude to Fan Xian. She looked at the rising fog and quiet roads in Danzhou, and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Young master, where are we going?"

Look, the address still can't be changed.

Fan Xian grabbed her hand and felt that it was indeed a bit exciting, like an affair, but it was obviously only yesterday that she entered the room openly... From this, it can be seen that men are indeed very cheap animals.

A gentle smile flashed across his face: "We are going to buy tofu to eat."

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