Chapter 1289
Let's Make Our Lives Better
Chapter 1289 Let's Make Our Lives Better
Haha, Madam Guan laughed: "Because using it to the death can bring more benefits."
Qin Xiaomi: "You're really blunt. If someone overhears this, your uncle will be attacked."
“If he can’t even handle this most basic attack, then he can forget about achieving his ambitions.” Old Madam Guan didn’t care about her grandson’s life or death at all, and gossiped with Qin Xiaomi: “Don’t be fooled by your uncle’s act of being indifferent to desires; he has a lot of ambitions in his heart.”
“If you have ambition, you must have the means to support it, so don’t worry about him, let’s just do our own thing.”
Qin Xiaomi said, "It is my uncle's blessing to have relatives like us."
The double entendre made Old Madam Guan laugh heartily.
After stopping laughing, he said quite seriously, "That's right, he's lucky to have us... It's not like we haven't brought him any benefits. Even if we hadn't, as the pillar of the family, he has to take care of the elders and the younger generation. Does he want to be a hands-off manager? Then he shouldn't get married!"
Haha, this time it was Qin Xiaomi who burst into laughter... She really felt sorry for her uncle. After all, it was Old Madam Guan who was urging him to get married.
After successfully pressuring her to marry, Madam Guan not only denied the marriage but also blamed her uncle.
"Come on, drink the chicken soup. We'll each have a chicken leg and a chicken wing." Old Madam Guan personally served the two of them.
"Half a bowl of taro stems for each person. We've been eating this dish lately. We've picked a lot of taro stems both inside and outside the city, and we're drying them and storing them as winter vegetables, following the method given by the Chen and Huang families in Lingnan."
"The taro harvested outside the city is smaller, about three times smaller than those from Lingnan Prefecture... They say it's a climate issue, and also because the growing season isn't long enough. If the taro and tubers could grow until October, the taro could grow two more times larger, and the yield per mu could increase."
But the enemy has already reached Dongfu Town. If we don't harvest the taro outside the town soon, it will become the enemy's military rations.
"But you can just eat a couple of pieces of taro to try it out. You need to eat more rice and noodles now. These two staple foods are substantial and nourishing. You've used up a lot of energy fighting these past two days, so you need to replenish your strength properly."
Qin Xiaomi was stunned: "Grandpa Guan, you talk a lot."
She's been chattering away ever since she woke up.
Madam Guan glanced at her sideways: "Do you find me annoying?"
"How could I dare? I just felt it was unnecessary..." Qin Xiaomi reached out and grasped Madam Guan's hand, her gaze clear and firm as she looked at her and said, "Grandma Guan, I'm fine. I'm happy to be able to go to the battlefield and fight the enemy, which proves that I'm still useful."
In her previous life, during the Great Sheng Dynasty, she had many regrets.
She can't return to the Great Sheng Dynasty now, but there are some regrets she wants to fulfill, and she wants to do her best to do them.
For example, having grown up listening to stories of the Qin family army's exploits, and having received favors and support because of the Qin family army's merits, she imagined going to the battlefield like her father and brothers, killing enemies and making military achievements to repay the favors and support.
But Madam Guan replied, "You're overthinking it. It's not that I'm heartbroken that you're going to the battlefield at such a young age. It's just that we're the only few relatives left outside the city. As your elder, I have to help you make a living and live a good life..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qin Xiaomi couldn't help but burst out laughing: "Yes, yes, yes, it's better for us to live a good life than anything else."
Old Madam Guan was a little confused, thinking, "Why does your tone sound a bit off? What are you implying?"
"I swear, there's absolutely no hidden meaning. It's the truth. Making our lives together is more important than anything else." Qin Xiaomi finished speaking and then burst into laughter again.
Old Madam Guan was speechless: "Granny Chen, no, your Granny Chen isn't here... Lady Lian, summon Lady Lian to come in and take Master Qin's pulse."
Da Bao'er and Qin Xiaogu were still in their postpartum period. The female doctor that Madam Guan trusted most was Chen Mama, so she left Chen Mama in the city.
Granny Chen understood Old Madam Guan's feelings, and even though she was very worried about the old lady, she didn't insist on coming along. Currently, she is temporarily staying with the Qin, Jiang, Xu, and Qiao families in a house in the alley next to Wu Garden as part of the epidemic prevention isolation. Once the isolation ends, Granny Chen will go to the Weilou building in Wu Garden to take care of Aunt Qin and her son.
"Yes, Madam." Inside the large tent, the female assassin who was serving her responded, turned and left, and soon brought in Lady Lian from the next tent.
After entering, he didn't say much, and after bowing, he walked towards Qin Xiaomi.
Qin Xiaomi held a chicken leg in her left hand and stretched out her right hand to her: "I'm not sick, I'm perfectly fine, it's Guan Azu who's overthinking things."
Madam Guan said, "It's not that I suspect you're sick, it's just that I want you to recognize people."
"This is Lady Lian, thirty-two years old. She is also a female assassin, but she has the best medical skills among the female assassins."
"Didn't I promise you that if you developed a new medicine to cure the rat plague, I would give you my dowry?"
"Here, these are part of my dowry. Please keep them safe."
As soon as these words were spoken, the two female assassins inside the room, along with the two female assassins guarding the large tent door, all came in, bowed to Qin Xiaomi, and asked her to recognize their faces.
“We, your servants Daxing, Erfen, Dayi, and Xiaozhen, pay our respects to our master.”
"Hmm, no need for formalities." Qin Xiaomi looked them over and was quite satisfied to see the agility and strength in their figures under their clothes. "Have you eaten? If not, have some with us. This big pot of chicken soup is too much for Guan Azu and me to finish."
I need to win them over when we first meet, otherwise I'll feel awkward giving them orders.
Madam Guan said, "The stars are divided into Wing and Chariot, connecting the universe; they rise in the south and subdue in the north, linking mountains and rivers... These are the names of the female warriors."
As she spoke, Madam Guan took a large box from Madam Dayi and handed it to Qin Xiaomi. Inside were the contracts of these assassins, their life records, and the contracts of the estates that supported them.
They really provided both money and resources, so Qin Xiaomi could use them right away without having to worry about how to raise or train them.
But Qin Xiaomi was greedy. After listening to what Old Madam Guan said, she counted and said, "Only fourteen? So few? Then all that training time has been wasted?"
Training assassins would take at least ten years, or even several generations, to train just fourteen. What a waste!
Madam Guan rolled her eyes at her: "The names are arranged like this, but there are different ranks. Under one name, there are many ranks."
"How many is 'many'? What's the smallest number? Nine or twelve? Or the Seventy-Two Heavenly Generals?" Qin Xiaomi asked, her eyes lighting up when she mentioned the Seventy-Two.
"You're so greedy. I, Guan Azu, am not that rich, and I can't raise too many." Old Madam Guan gestured with her hand to indicate the number twelve.
Qin Xiaomi was overjoyed: "That's quite a lot, thank you so much, Grandfather Guan. But you don't need to give me all of it, just half is enough. I need to keep it to protect you, and my aunt. I'm worried about you without anyone to protect you."
Madam Guan: "You don't need to worry about that. Your cousin's great-grandfather, who was my husband who died young, still has some manpower."
Qin Xiaomi wanted to cover her mouth when she heard this: "Guan Azu, this is the camp, people come and go, not your home, you can't say whatever you want."
Your husband is a notorious criminal, and there are even words left by his assassins. You really can't let anyone overhear them.
"What are you afraid of? There are guards outside the big tents, and the tents are spaced far apart, so they can't be easily heard."
No sooner had he finished speaking than a cry was heard: "Waaah, the brave women have worked so hard! Ahhh, you beasts of the Eastern Desert, this young master is going to kill them!"
"Chief Steward Si, Master Chef Si, quickly assemble the troops and march towards the main road outside Dongfu Town. There are definitely still enemy troops there. Go and kill them!"