In the end, Mu Qing couldn't say anything else, so he apologized and left.
Zheng Zhi stayed, however. He always ignored Gu Yanxi's existence, and this time was no exception.
"I heard you were planning to go north?"
Hua Zhi nodded in agreement.
"When are we leaving?"
"It should be the day after tomorrow."
Zheng Zhi nodded and said, "Please help me take something to an old friend."
Hua Zhi raised her eyebrows. Although that place was a barren land for exile, not many people were qualified to be exiled. She remembered that Mr. Zheng did not have a very high family background.
Zheng Zhi didn't explain any further, turned around and went back to make preparations.
Hua Zhi looked at Gu Yanxi, who also shook her head, "It's not surprising. In this capital city, everyone has some connections. I guess that person is not very close to him. He just knew that you were going to bring some things with you."
It sounded a bit like a relationship of some kind, but Hua Zhi intuitively felt that it was not the case. However, since Mr. Zheng didn't say anything, she didn't need to inquire too much. Everyone has some secrets.
"Leaving the day after tomorrow?"
"Well, is there any problem?"
Gu Yanxi thought about the matter at hand and nodded, "Okay, how many people do you have going over there?"
"I only plan to take two guards with me. We have a lot of stuff to take with us this time, so I asked Xu Jie to contact a merchant company and form a team to go with them. Xu Shu said that the caravan is going to Bingzhou, and they will continue to go forward alone after they get there."
"Any questions?"
"It's not far from Yinshan Pass. The guards at home have been working hard this year. Even if they encounter a few petty thieves, they can handle them. I checked and there are no major robbers along the way. They can handle it."
Seeing that she had thought it through, Gu Yanxi said no more, took out a letter from his arms and handed it to her, "It's written, take a look."
Hua Zhi gently stroked the three familiar words "Heng Zhi Shou" on the envelope, and her heart ached slightly. Her grandfather's name was Heng Zhi, and there were not many people who still called him that, and another one passed away without him knowing.
My shoulders felt slightly heavy, and then my head was gently pressed into a warm embrace. No words of comfort were needed, just this hug was worth a thousand words.
Hua Zhi lowered her shoulders, and at this moment, she allowed herself to be weak for a moment.
Yingchun, who was outside the door, blushed, and quietly raised her eyes to look at the two people hugging each other, then her face turned even redder and she turned her head away, alert and vigilant, afraid that someone would come and see this scene.
It wasn't until she heard another sound in the house that she calmed down.
"Very similar. If I didn't know that my grandmother was gone, I would have thought it was written by her." After folding the letter and stuffing it back into the envelope, Hua Zhi looked up with a smile that was not really a smile. "I can't imagine what my grandfather would feel when he came back and found out that my grandmother was gone."
Gu Yanxi stroked her cheek gently, as if he wanted to wipe away all her unhappiness, "He will definitely be sad, but he will hold on even for you."
Because you not only prevented the Hua family from falling apart, but also built up such a huge family business, and tried your best to support the family even if the male members of the Hua family came back. No one can do better than you.
Hua Zhi lowered her head and pulled the corner of her mouth, "Just don't blame me."
"If he would blame you, Hua Yizheng, for this, why would you run around so hard for him?"
"..." That makes a lot of sense. Hua Zhizhen laughed out loud after being comforted, and the haze in her heart gradually dissipated.
All the important matters at home had been arranged. On the last day, Hua Zhi explained the trivial matters at home to her fourth aunt, focusing on recruiting people from side branches to go to the farm to prepare for the expansion of business, as well as replacing the people in the canning workshop. These would be arranged by Wu and Yingchun together.
At this time, a carriage came into the city covered in dust.
The curtain of the carriage was opened, and Jiang Huanran, who looked like he was dying, showed his face. He was finally back! He had never known that riding in a carriage was so painful. His bones were shaken to pieces!
He swore that he would never ride in a carriage again even if his legs were broken!
The carriage drove directly into the front yard of the Jiang family. The servants of the Jiang family who came to serve were frightened when they saw the haggard appearance of their young master, and quickly sent someone to the backyard to report the news.
At this time, Jiang Xinde, the old man of the Jiang family, who was on leave at home, came back from visiting friends. Seeing his appearance, he pulled out several strands of his beard and said, "You were a thief and got beaten up!"
Jiang Huanran rolled his eyes and said, "Son, I am here to save a beautiful girl. I am a hero, not a thief!"
Old Master Jiang also knew what kind of person his son was. He was so open-minded that he really wasn't the type to be a thief. After the shock, he felt sorry for him. He signaled the servants to step aside and personally helped him walk inside. "You came back like this after going out. Let's see how you're going to explain to your grandmother later."
"Just say you're going to save a beauty." Jiang Huanran was shaken by the carriage, and his injuries had almost healed long ago. However, he was used to being a pushover in front of the old man, so he just climbed up the pole and pressed half of his body against the old man, happy to be carried away. After the old man found something wrong, he patted him on the head and he became obedient.
"Dad, don't go see grandma yet. Go to the study. I want to talk to you about something serious."
"It's too late. Just wait and see. Your grandmother must be waiting at the second gate."
Thinking of his grandmother's tears, Jiang Huanran could hardly move. Old man Jiang now had the strength to carry him away. Before they reached the second gate, the ancestor of the Jiang family came out with big strides, leaning on a cane, calling "little boy" again and again, and his tone of voice with an accent made people laugh.
Jiang Huanran's waist and legs immediately stopped feeling sore and he jumped up and down in front of his grandmother, sweating all over to prove that he was in good health. He finally made the old ancestor happy, and then he sent her back personally before going to the study to watch a show of the old man in colorful clothes entertaining his parents.
After lying down on a chair and drinking a cup of tea in one breath, Jiang Huanran felt that he had regained some strength.
"Dad, guess who I met when I went south this time."
Mr. Jiang was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Jiang Huanran didn't care. He smiled and solved the mystery himself, "It was such a coincidence that I was on the same boat with the eldest daughter of the Hua family!"
The eldest daughter of the Hua family? Old Master Jiang glanced at him and asked, "The Hua family that Hua Yizheng belongs to?"
"It's the Hua family. The eldest daughter went south to discuss a business deal."
"You saved her when you saved the beauty?" Old Master Jiang stood up and sat opposite his son, "Talk about it."
Jiang Huanran also accepted those improper things and told them what happened at the Zhenyang wharf. Just when Jiang Xinde was still surprised that the girl from the Hua family knew self-defense skills, he heard his son talking about what happened in Xiangyang.
"My son thinks that he is not outstanding among his generation, but after walking with the eldest girl, I found that not only me, but even the most outstanding people of our generation are not good enough in front of the eldest girl. Dad, my son has a request."
"explain."
Jiang Huanran straightened up, "My son wants to marry Hua Zhi!"
PS: Every author has different style. I like grand stories about family, country and the world, and don’t like to dwell on the trivial matters in the inner house. In this book, I have also done this to the extreme. I basically rarely write about the inner house, as many people have stereotyped it. Some readers like to read the plot about the inner house, so they don’t like it after reading it. Kong Kong completely understands. Who doesn’t have likes and dislikes? Girls, just read the text on their own. If you like it, follow Kong Kong. If you don’t like it, just exit the Xihuazhi page. Let’s part ways in peace. Maybe Kong Kong’s next book will win your love again. This summer is particularly hot, so girls, pay attention to heatstroke prevention. Xoxo.