"Would Heir Tong agree to this?"
Yang Chuxia recalled that Heir Tong, though not a ruthless person, didnāt have the wisdom of his father and was easily confused by such affairs.
"Heir Tong belongs to the Tong Residence, heās not that foolish. He wouldnāt dare to get involved in seizing salt or iron mines," Ye Ziāan said, "Before the end of last year, when the court was in chaos, he pretended to agree to stabilize those people. Once the Emperor ascended to the throne, he reported the matter to the Emperor. Otherwise, how do you think the Emperor managed to take action so quickly against several southern prefectures?"
"There have been issues in Jiangnan since the time of the Grand Emperor. Initially, the Emperor planned to deal with those people in Jiangnan after repelling Great Qi, but then thinking about the empty national treasury, he couldnāt wait any longer and decided to target these people first."
Yang Chuxia muttered, "No wonder, thatās why I said the Emperor trusts State Duke Tong so much now, it turns out itās because of Heir Tong."
"You could say that," Ye Ziāan nodded and said, "Precisely because the Emperor trusts people from the Tong Residence, the Empress couldnāt sit still and wants to recruit you."
Yang Chuxia thought for a moment and said, "But that County Magistrate Lan, I remember he was quite filial. When he was in Quanya County, although his political achievements were mediocre, he wasnāt greedy. How did he turn out like this now?"
"County Magistrate Lanās mother was an upright old lady who couldnāt stand dirty things. But she passed away in the first year when he arrived in Zhejiang. The officialdom is like a dye vat, to survive you must either bleach a vat of black water or become as black as the vat of black water. Without the old ladyās advice, itās normal for him to make mistakes, isnāt it?"
"Alright, what a waste of all the good things I gave back then," Yang Chuxia said, feeling speechless.
"Dad, how long do we have to wait here?" Lele spoke up, "When can you solve it?"
"Within these two days. Once itās resolved, weāll set off for Yunchuan together," Ye Ziāan explained the situation, then got up and said, "Iāll go handle some matters first."
After Ye Ziāan left, as expected, news came in the evening that Lord Prefectās household would marry off a daughter-in-law the day after tomorrow.
This clearly intended to finalize the matter.
"Madam Ye, what about my young lady?" the Luo Family maid was very anxious.
"My young lady absolutely cannot marry this son of the Prefect. Madam, please save her,"
Yang Chuxia was bothered by hearing the little maid cry. She and Luo Linfei had always been on opposite sides, it was unsettling to ask her to rescue Luo Linfei.
Her original intention was absolutely not to save that Luo Linfei, but according to Ye Ziāanās plan, once the Prefect and Prefectural Magistrate are dealt with, Luo Linfei would inevitably be rescued.
"Alright, alright, why are you crying?" She said impatiently to the little maid, "Will crying help? Can crying save someone?"
"Madam Ye..."
"Alright, this matter will be handled by Lord Marquis. Youāre just a little maid, donāt meddle too much, wait patiently."
The little maid understood that she had no say as a servant, so she withdrew, but felt unbalanced in her heart. Madam Ye was rather cold, after all, her young lady and Marquis Changning are cousins, theyāre relatives, helping out should be natural, but it seemed like she was reluctant.
"Other than finding out the wedding date, what about Luo Linfei?"