"Thatās it!"
Yang Qingtong rambled on for a while, even saying things that Yang Dachuan had wanted to say, and Luo Linhao patiently listened to everything.
Ye Ziāan secretly chuckled, thinking his brother-in-law was being too proud too soon; Linhao wouldnāt be outsmarted easily, just wait and see.
Once everything had been said, a servant came to invite them to eat.
After the meal, Yang Dachuan felt that he hadnāt said enough and was a bit worried, so he pulled Linhao aside to say a few more words.
After 3:00 to 5:00 p.m., the couple returned to the State Duke of Defenseās residence with a pile of return gifts.
"Dad, Mom, you go back. Iām leaving now. After the New Year, if you donāt want to return to Funan, Iāll arrange for someone to bring you to my post."
Once Yang Xiayunās wedding was over, Yang Qingtong had to return to his post. Ms. Wang held onto him, feeling very reluctant.
"Be careful on the road," Ms. Wang advised, "and keep your own marriage in mind. If thereās a suitable girl at your post, send a letter to me, and Iāll come over to help you have a look."
"Mom, I understand!"
"Take good care of yourself outside and do good for the people," Yang Dachuan also advised, "Donāt do anything against your conscience, donāt oppress the people, and donāt disgrace our Yang Family name."
"Dad, I know, donāt worry!"
Over here, a few people were chatting while Lele and Yangyang leaned against each other, listening earnestly.
"Is that servant Little Uncleās?" Yangyang suddenly asked.
Lele looked over, "Who?"
"Look, the one with his head down," Yangyang pointed.
"It should be,"
Yangyang mumbled, "Is he ugly? Why is his head always down?"
"Who knows," Lele shrugged, then asked, "Are you going to the school tomorrow?"
"I donāt want to go. Whatās so great about that broken school?" Yangyang expressed his lack of interest.
Lele chuckled, "Anyway, staying in the mansion is boring, might as well go listen to the latest gossip."
"Iām not going!" Yangyang thought about how Old Monsterās face had worsened a bit recently, he needed to speed things up.
Yang Qingtong and Ms. Wang, along with others, finally said their goodbyes. The group mounted their horses, followed by a carriage carrying the specialties from the Capital City that Yang Chuxia prepared for him.
"That servantās quite odd," Yangyang said, "Why did he get into the carriage? Why not ride a horse?"
"Why bother worrying about him,"
Lele patted his head, "Letās go, hurry up to the study, or todayās characters wonāt be finished."
Saying this, the two brothers waved goodbye to Ms. Wang, Yang Chuxia, and others, and left.
"These kids are really good," Ms. Wang praised, "They love reading! Unlike Ruoqiuās Yanzhu, who hasnāt wanted to go to school for a year now, and Chen Sheng got so angry he hit him with a stick."
"Whatās up with Yanzhu?" Yang Chuxia was very impressed by that little nephew, who was a well-behaved and gentle boy.
"I donāt know what it is, he just refuses to go to school," Ms. Wang shook her head, "He used to go to school with Ruoqiu in town, and a month before we came to the Capital, Chen Sheng sent him back to the village. I noticed heās much more obedient there and willing to go to school."
"Ruoqiu should talk to him and see if thereās any conflict with others at school, or if heās been bullied. Otherwise, why would he suddenly not want to go to school?"
Mentioning Yang Ruoqiu and her husband, Ms. Wang was speechless, "Donāt bring her up; sheās all focused on business now and doesnāt really take care of Yanzhu."
"Thatās not acceptable,"