Transmigrated Farmgirl's Scheme to Get Rich - Chapter 236
Gathering
The statement that Lu Junming was about to get an arranged marriage shocked Mo Yan to the point that she could only regain her wits after a long moment.
Lu Junming lowered his head, unwilling to look at Mo Yan, “My father wants to improve his relationship with a minister.”
“Isn’t he currently one of the emperor’s favoured men? He’s even been titled as a high-ranking general, so why does he still need to improve his relationship with the bureaucrats?”
“Sigh! In this dynasty, favouring the bureaucrats while being dismissive of the generals has already become a pattern. When the new emperor needed generals, he gave my father a nice title to appease me. Now that he already has the kingdom, he no longer needs any generals, so sent my father to guard the border.”
“Is there a war at the border?”
“Not yet.”
“Since generals are used on the battlefield, why not create one to wage a war on? After that, you can take the opportunity to ask the emperor for a reward.”
“Who’d be willing to be the traitor who started a war?”
Mo Yan had only been venting for a moment, and didn’t think too much about what she said.
She stood up and walked to the doorway, watching the snow flurrying outside the window, “Even if we get engaged hastily, if your father is insistent on your marriage, he will still find ways to break us two up.”
“I was simplifying matters too much,” Lu Junming went over to stand side-by-side with Mo Yan, gently wrapping his arm around her shoulder, “Yan’er, I just want to be with you. If I can’t, I’d rather die alone.”
After snowing for the entire night, when they woke up the next day, the courtyard was coated in a thick layer of snow. Lu Junming took out a broom to sweep away the snow, and Mo Yan also ran out.
“It’s too cold outside, don’t get sick and come back soon.”
Mo Yan bent down to get a handful of snow, balling it up and throwing it at Lu Junming. Lu Junming hadn’t expected it, and was directly hit. The snowball struck his shoulder, and the snow splattered out. He had just turned his head to take a look when the snow covered his entire face.
He didn’t get angry in the slightest, and even smiled and said, “Do your worst.”
Mo Yan made another snowball and threw it at him, and Lu Junming raised his broom up to frighten her. When she turned out, her foot slipped and she fell on the snow.
Lu Junming hurriedly ditched his broom, going over to pick her up and re-enter the building. Mo Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, and saw his chin when she raised her eyes, already black with stubble.
“Lu Junming, you’re growing facial hair.”
He smiled slightly, his Adam’s apple moving faintly, causing Mo Yan to stare at it. Jin’er had just exited her room and saw this scene when she praised, “Sir Lu truly looks even better when picking up the young miss!”
“Who else has picked up your young miss?”
“Mr. Chi!” Jin’er replied.
Lu Junming entered the house, placing Mo Yan down, who said, “Don’t listen to Jin’er speak nonsense, that child doesn’t know anything.”
“Only children don’t lie!” Lu Junming held her by the shoulders, preventing her from escaping.
“That day, I had just tamed Fubao and almost fainted due to sheer exhaustion. Chi Jie just helped me onto my bed.”
“What’s Fubao?”
“A horse Chi Jie helped me buy.”
“Where is it?”
“In the workshop.”
“Are there still people in the workshop?”
“Chi Jie didn’t go back to the Upper Valley for the New Year.”
He had gone back home consistently for the past two years, so why did he stay this year, when Lu Junming wasn’t here? This was truly suspicious.
Lu Junming didn’t sweep away the snow anymore, leaving the courtyard and running towards the courtyard, while Mo Yan followed him.
The workers of the workshop had already taken a break and gone home, so the door was shut. Lu Junming knocked on the door vigorously when calling, “Chi Jie, get out here!”
It was a short while before Ze Wu opened the door, “Young mister Lu, you’ve returned? That’s great, my young master has been thinking of you every day!”
Lu Junming ignored him and ran towards Chi Jie’s room, while Ze Wu yelled from behind, “My young master hasn’t woken up yet!”
He couldn’t care less if Chi Jie hadn’t woken up yet, running into his room and removing Chi Jie’s blankets. Chi Jie was so cold he was instantly awoken, and immediately saw Lu Junming ready to murder.
“Junming, you’ve come back? When did you come back?”
Chi Jie was freezing cold without his clothes on and reached out to grab his blanket, but Lu Junming held them tight, refusing to give them to him.
“Chi Jie, tell me, why haven’t you gone back home to celebrate the New Year?”
Chi Jie was so cold he curled up into a ball, and managed to say while chattering, “My family wants me to get engaged again, and I’m afraid it won’t be so easy to get out of it this time. You bastard, give me back my blanket, do you want to freeze me to death?!”
“Then I want to ask you, have you ever hugged Mo Yan?”
“No, when have I ever done that? Don’t listen to others speak nonsense.”
At this time, Mo Yan rushed over. Seeing that the door to Chi Jie’s room was open and hearing them speaking, she didn’t think much about it and walked inside, “What are you two doing?”
Lu Junming had his back to the door, so Chi Jie saw Mo Yan from his point on the bed, and Mo Yan also saw Chi Jie without his clothes on. Chi Jie glared at Lu Junming, mouthing the word ‘blanket’, but he didn’t react in time, “What are you saying?”
Chi Jie took the blanket back, “Give me back the blanket, you idiot, didn’t you hear Yan’er come in?”
Mo Yan turned to run out, Lu Junming chasing after her and Chi Jie hurriedly put some clothes on.
Mo Yan was so embarrassed her entire face turned red, and she ran quickly, frightening the puppy Bingtang so much he started barking. She was shocked, and without looking at the road, her foot landed on a brick incorrectly and she sat down on the floor in pain, grabbing at her foot and crying out.
Lu Junming went over to pick her up and place her in the room she used to live in. He placed her down on the bed before examining her foot.
After removing her shoe, he saw her foot swell up, “That’s not good, you’ve sprained it. You need to take medicine as soon as possible and massage your foot.”
He rubbed his hands against each other to heat them up, gently massaging her foot as he called Ze Wu to buy medicine for soothing tendons and blood circulation.
After rubbing for a while, Mo Yan felt like her foot didn’t ache as much anymore, but it was still a bit cold. She raised her leg, avoiding Lu Junming’s hand and stuffing it in his armpit, “My foot’s cold, help me warm it up.”
Lu Junming retracted his arm, and pulled down her pant leg, “This house is too cold, cover yourself with a blanket and I’ll get Ze Wu to come here with a charcoal heater.”
“Are we not going back home?”
She already treated Lu Manor as home, which made Lu Junming feel very relieved.
“I haven’t seen Chi Jie in so long, so even if we went back, he’ll still insist on following us. Instead of doing our courtyard a disservice like this, why not just stay here.”
He told Ze Wu to buy food at Dengyun Tower, and also call Zhou Liangsheng, Zhao’er and Chuzi to come over for a small gathering. [1]
Because Mo Yan’s foot was sprained, the food would be in her room, and Lu Junming picked her up to where she’d sit. Zhao’er and Zhou Liangsheng both asked Lu Junming about the army, and whether he had gone to war or not.
Lu Junming replied, “Of course I’ve gone to war, but I don’t have a rank in the army and I’m just hovering next to my father, so it felt dissatisfying.”
The brothers all talked about what had happened this year, and Lu Junming asked Chuzi, “So what’s going on between you and Liang Lan?”
Chuzi said embarrassedly, “Brother, why do you have to mention her, she’s a shrew!”
Mo Yan was the first to object to her cousin being called a shrew, “Who are you calling a shrew?!” Lu Junming also agreed and supported her side.
Chuzi knew he couldn’t antagonise them and live to tell the tale, and hurriedly changed his tune, “It’s me, I’m the shrew, I’ll drink a cup in apology!”
P.S. So…this was a chapter?
[1] Poor Ze Wu, can’t catch a break.