Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 484 - 257 Lobbyist_1

Chapter 484: Chapter 257 Lobbyist_1

Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival, and Prince Consort Pan wants to take Brother Jie to climb Xiding Mountain for the autumn scenery and then to Daci Temple to offer incense to the Elder Princess. Qian Yijin and Qian Yixiu also want to go to offer incense to their grandmother, and at the same time, climb the mountain and enjoy the distant views. Besides, they have missed the Little Monk and the Old Fairy, and hearing about the trip, they insisted on joining.

That evening, Qian Yixiu suddenly remembered the fruit that Monkey Brother had brought back a few months ago. She could go ask the Half Old Immortal about it; perhaps he would recognize it. If not, she would have to slowly unravel the mystery herself.

The next day, they had an early breakfast, and it was just the beginning of the Chen hour when they finished. Prince Consort Pan then took Qian Yijin, Qian Yixiu, and Brother Jie on a horse-drawn carriage, with Wan Dazhong, Wu Zhi, and Huang Tie riding horseback alongside them.

Qian Yixiu probably guessed the identity of Qian Yijin and hence deduced the identities of Wan Dazhong and his son. Whenever Qian Yijin left the village, Wan Dazhong would inevitably follow, and his martial skills were particularly remarkable. No wonder she often saw Wan Dazhong circling around her home when she played the ghost—it turned out he was protecting them.

Since they intended to climb, they couldn’t ride the horse carriage up the mountain. Arriving at a convenient path at the foot of Xiding Mountain, everyone got off the carriage. Coachman Li Jinhu stayed at the foot of the mountain to look after the horses and carriage, while the rest began their climb.

The weather today was exceptionally good, with a bright blue sky dotted by a few faint clouds. The red morning sun shone brilliantly but not scorchingly, and the autumn breeze carried a coolness, making it perfect weather for a mountain excursion.

Qian Yixiu was dressed in white inner garments and trousers, with a pine-green knee-length outer jacket, which was conducive to climbing. Prince Consort Pan had also dressed down in the style of common travelers, without wearing his signature Pearl Purple Gold Crown and donning a bright blue silk robe. Although others thought the handsome Big Uncle merited a second glance, no one would have imagined he was the renowned Great Scholar Pan of Daqian. Otherwise, they might not be able to ascend the mountain at all, and the traffic could become congested.

Many people were climbing the mountain today, including wealthy young lords and ladies. These ladies, dressed to attract attention, made their way up the mountain delicately, supported by maids or nannies. The gentlemen accompanying them protected them gallantly, cautious of any misstep that could sprain their ankles.

Qian Yixiu sneered to herself, wondering if they came to dance or climb the mountain.

She looked down on such artificial behavior. Grace was one form of beauty, but so was valiance. She competed with Qian Yijin and Brother Jie to see who could climb the fastest; their giggles sprinkled along the way, sounding crystal clear and pleasant, even more delightful than the mountain streams.

Following them, Prince Consort Pan sighed quietly to himself, resolving that once they reclaimed their status and returned to the capital, he would have to find a suitable nanny to teach her manners and grace. Yixiu’s nature was fresh and natural, like the breeze at the mountaintop, like the birds in the forest, which comforted him deeply. He personally adored it, but he knew those in the capital might not. Especially the noblewomen who coveted dignified grace were unlikely to appreciate it.

He now regretted not finalizing the marriage arrangement with the Liang Family; if that marriage did not come to fruition, it seemed difficult for Yixiu to find a suitable match of equal status in the capital.

The scenery of Xiding Mountain was superb, boasting a competitive display of thousands of peaks and numerous rugged ravines. It was famous for its "six wonders": strange rocks, unique pines, macaques, sea of clouds, waterfalls, and tea bushes, having much more attraction than the adjacent Xijing Mountain known only for its flora. Before long, the captivating views drew Prince Consort Pan’s gaze away from Yixiu.

They had started climbing the mountain at exactly the Chen hour, and by midday, they had reached the peak of a smaller hill. Although it wasn’t the main summit, the view was still exquisite. For most of the journey, Brother Jie was carried by Wu Zhi, and by this point, he was tiredly sprawled on a large rock.

Breathing in the crisp air and observing the undulating mountain ranges, diverse rock formations, and the misty waterfall not far away, the Great Scholar Pan felt inspired and composed a poem. He then encouraged Qian Yijin, Qian Yixiu, and Brother Jie to each write one as well. Not

Qian Yixiu truly wanted to borrow the work "Viewing the Stalactite Waterfall from Lushan" by Poetry Queen Li but didn’t dare to. It wasn’t that she was too modest to do so; she feared that being hailed as a female scholar would make life more exhausting. After some thought, she made up an original poem resembling a jingle to get it over with.

They continued sitting on the mountain stones, eating some pastries and drinking water before they started their descent, with Brother Jie still being carried by Wu Zhi.

Qian Yijin glanced ahead at Brother Jie, then at Qian Yixiu who was flushed and panting. He thought to himself, if it were the old days, he would have been able to carry his sister down the mountain. But now, it seemed not quite appropriate.