Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 237 - 163: Coincidental Meeting with an Idol_2

Chapter 237: Chapter 163: Coincidental Meeting with an Idol_2

Qian Yixiu could speak a pure official language, but just like the little brother, there was still a mix of accents from different regions.

Their words not only amused the several officials, but also made Liang Jinzhao, Song Huaijin, and a crowd of onlookers burst into laughter, with some even pounding their chests from mirth.

The dignified Sir Di, who rarely laughed out loud, let out a few hearty laughs and said with emotion, "I have merely done my duty and already received such high praise from the people. I am truly humbled. I will take your words as encouragement from the people and always remind and push myself to be a good official, to share the Emperor’s worries, to serve the Imperial Court, to represent the people..." He then addressed Qian Yijin, "Your name is Qian Yijin, right? I’ll consider you my young friend. If you ever have any scholarly questions, you’re welcome to come to my residence at any time."

Was he really getting attached to his idol, Sir Di? Qian Yijin was thrilled and quickly bowed saying, "This junior will certainly seek your guidance when encountering any difficulties."

Even though they were now on the donkey cart, Qian Yijin’s face was still flushed with excitement, feeling as if he was still in a dream.

Wan Dazhong looked at him affectionately and said, "Brother Jin, although Sir Di is a good official, he does not deserve such adoration from you."

Qian Yijin shook his head and replied, "Uncle Wan is mistaken. Sir Di climbed from a peasant family to become a Third-ranking officer through his own hard work. I admire him not just because he was a top scholar or because he is a high official. What I admire is his propriety and flexibility... Only by becoming an even higher official can he do more for the people."

By the end, he clenched his fist, a look of full determination on his face.

Upon hearing this, Wan Dazhong felt the corners of his eyes moisten, and quickly turned away to hide it.

After a moment of silence, Wan Dazhong added, "Brother Jin, Uncle Wan was born and raised in the north. I may not be scholarly, but I can speak fairly standard official language. From now on, I won’t just teach you martial arts, but also how to speak the official language, what do you say?"

"Great," Qian Yijin nodded, "Only after arriving in the provincial city did I realize, being able to speak standard official language allows for better communication with others. It is indeed a skill."

He then asked Qian Yixiu, "Sister, you never studied official language with a teacher, so how come you know some too?"

Qian Yixiu replied softly, "I learned it from mother."

"Oh right, mother also speaks the official language. It’s just a pity she doesn’t talk much normally..." said Qian Yijin.

Upon returning to the courtyard, Wong Erya had already been sent back, and Lady Wong had her bathe and found an old outfit of Qian Manting’s for her to wear. Lady Wei taught her some things a servant should do and say.

As soon as Qian Manpo saw Lady Wong, he rushed over, excitedly presenting the purse he had earned, "Mother, look, your son has made a purse."

As he spoke, he opened the purse, and out spilled a handful of Gold Nuggets that shined brilliantly under the starlight.

Qian Sigui exclaimed, "What’s happened here?"

Qian Yixiu then recounted the events at the restaurant. When Qian Sigui and his wife saw their son unharmed and in possession of so much gold, they were overjoyed. Such a windfall seemed almost too easy.

Upon counting, there were as many as sixteen small silver ingots. Each weighed two qian, so sixteen ingots amounted to thirty-two qian. That much gold, exchanged for silver, equated to thirty-two taels.

Lady Wong laughed and said, "That Landlord Huang truly is the wealthiest man in Xizhou Mansion, to use gold as if it were Copper Coins."

Qian Sigui wanted to give one Gold Nugget to each of the Qian siblings, but both smiled and declined.

Qian Sangui also laughed and said, "Fourth brother, put it away quickly. Our brother’s household isn’t as poor as before, we can provide for them."

Only then did Lady Wong smile and take the Gold Nuggets inside to store away.

Wan Dazhong then brought out the wine and marinade. Although they couldn’t bear to drink the wine, the marinade couldn’t be kept for long. The house was stuffy and warm, and by tomorrow it would surely spoil, so the men set up a table in the courtyard and laid out the marinade. Lady Wong went to the small shop at the corner of the street and returned with two jin of burned wine.

"They had already closed the shop; I knocked on the door to buy it," said Lady Wong with a gentle smile.

Unable to finish all the meat, they gave a marinated chicken to the neighbors. The men then sat at the table to eat and drink. Qian Sangui had Lady Wong take some to another small table for her and Lady Wei to eat together and had Lady Wei fetch a small bowl to give Wong Erya half a bowl of meat.

Having a weak constitution, Qian Sangui did not eat much, especially after a meal in the evening. Wan Dazhong hardly touched the food, merely sipping some wine. But Qian Sigui and his wife, as well as Qian Hua and his wife, ate their fill.