Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

Chapter 1500: Gamble

Editor: Henyee Translations

However, to ascend to rulership, one must adhere to the hierarchical structure. While the Second Prince may excel in leading troops to war, a qualified ruler cannot afford to dismiss trivial matters and casually fraternize with subordinates.

Individuals who disregard the minutiae tend to be headstrong and resistant to restraint—a disastrous disposition for a ruler.

As the legitimate son of the intermediate palace and the son of the current empress, the Third Prince carried himself with dignity. He possessed a gentle, scholarly demeanor and a wealth of knowledge. Widely connected in the Confucian community, he held the second-best reputation among officials and Confucian scholars, following only the Crown Prince.

However, Shao Yunduan discovered an intriguing detail. In his pursuit of a tea set he fancied, the Third Prince had commissioned craftsmen repeatedly, investing three years and over sixty thousand taels of silver.

Observing Shao Yunduan’s bewildered expression, Qiao Xuan was taken aback.

Her initial query had been a whimsical one, not anticipating her husband’s transformation into a fiendish strategist.@@novelbin@@

“Husband, I didn’t mean to say that casually or indifferently. In fact, it’s entirely inconsequential. Don’t dwell on it too much!”

Qiao Xuan gently pulled at Shao Yunduan’s sleeve.

Returning to the present, Shao Yunduan managed a forced smile. “I didn’t dwell on it much, but I thought of something else.”

Relieved to see clarity in his eyes again, Qiao Xuan sighed and changed the subject with a smile, guiding him towards a moment of rest.

In the blink of an eye, three days passed. Ding Xiang found it challenging to bid farewell to Qiao Xuan.

Mianmian and Ah Ye, too, felt a tinge of sadness. Born and raised in Huning City, they doubted they’d return in the future. Despite lacking fond memories, it remained their hometown.

Ever since the day she narrowly escaped death by poisoning at the hands of Qiu He, Qiao Wei underwent a sudden transformation. She became quiet and well-behaved, isolating herself in her room each day. No longer did she cause a commotion or seek out trouble.

Qiao Xuan instructed Mianmian and Ah Ye to remain vigilant, emphasizing the need to keep a close eye on Qiao Wei and prevent any harm befalling her.

As the troop disappeared around the corner, Ding Xiang looked at Meng Wanfu and smiled.

Meng Wanfu proceeded to share with Ding Xiang the details of the discussion between Shao Yunduan and himself. To his relief, Ding Xiang did not object.

Contemplating their inevitable involvement with Shao Yunduan and Qiao Xuan, Ding Xiang decided to take a calculated risk.

If they emerged victorious, a lifetime of wealth and glory awaited them. If they failed, they had ample time before the capital’s changes affected their circumstances. This window allowed them to set up quietly and retreat unscathed. As long as they secretly arranged a retreat, they could face the future confidently.

With resources at their disposal, they need not worry about living a carefree life. The world was vast, and communication and information transmission were rudimentary. The likelihood of being discovered after changing their appearance and starting anew was nearly negligible.

Furthermore, they were merely peripheral figures. If they chose to escape, it mattered little to whomever the new ruler might be; he wouldn’t invest much effort in pursuing them.

Yet, Ding Xiang harbored a hope that the day of their escape would never come. If it did, she wished to be alongside Qiao Xuan and Shao Yunduan, ensuring a life less monotonous.

“I’ve had many conversations with Sister Qiao and learned a lot about the village. Old Meng, I truly want to return and see it!”

Ding Xiang chuckled.

Considering the circumstances of the Meng family, Meng Wanfu agreed, “Certainly. Also, help me go back and teach them a lesson!”