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nChapter 837: Doubts in the Heart

nEditor: Henyee Translations

nFaced with such a significant matter, Chu Qingzhi didn’t make an immediate decision. “Village chief, I’ll think it over. Once I’ve considered it carefully, I’ll announce the decision to everyone,” she said.

nThe village chief, beaming with hope, nodded in agreement. “Then we’ll wait for your good news.”

n“Alright.” With thoughts swirling in her mind, Chu Qingzhi headed home. Midway, Wang Yuanlin approached, greeting her with a bow. “Miss, I’ve delineated the fief’s boundaries as you instructed, and here are the official documents from the government office, all processed and approved.” Chu Qingzhi tookthe documents to review. “Let’s go take a look.” “Very well.” Wang Yuanlin led the way to the nearest boundary of the fief. Boundary delineation was a serious matter…

nWithin the boundary lay private property, sacrosanct and inviolable by others. Even taking a stone required the landowner’s consent; otherwise, it constituted theft.

nThe boundary was marked with a wooden fence about half a person tall, constructed from aged bamboo. If left undisturbed, it could last decades without rotting.

nChu Qingzhi tested the sturdiness of the fence with her hand, finding it firm. “Well done.”

nWang Yuanlin sighed in relief internally. Chu Qingzhi’s standards were exacting, and failing to meet them could mean reprimand or having to redo the work.

nAs they walked along the fence…

nChu Qingzhi suddenly shared, “The village chief proposed an idea to me. I’d like to hear your thoughts on it.”

nWang Yuanlin, not letting the praise go to his head, maintained a modest demeanor. “Please, Miss, go ahead.”

n“The village chief suggested that we establish a school on the fief to teach the children some literacy, so it’s easier for them to find work in the future. What do you think?”

nWang Yuanlin, careful not to presume Chu Qingzhi’s stance, hesitated to speak. Chu Qingzhi glanced at Wang Yuanlin. “Speak freely. If I were not open to different opinions, I wouldn’t ask. Don’t try to guess what I might want to hear.”

nCaught off guard by her insistence on candor, Wang Yuanlin feared losing Chu Qingzhi’s trust and this opportunity, so he responded carefully, “Yes, Miss.” Chu Qingzhi stopped in her tracks before a grassy field. The winter grass, though not withered, looked sullen and cramped, a sight that did not please her.

nAfter a moment, Wang Yuanlin weighed in, “I agree with the village chief’s proposal because, Miss, you need more capable people to help manage your affairs.”

nChu Qingzhi remained silent, continuing forward with Wang Yuanlin following a step behind.

nShe pondered her journey to this land, initially seeking to experience love, but eventually taking on much more. Now a respected landowner and adored figure, she had left a profound mark in this historical era.

nBesides, she had a boyfriend everyone looked up to, who treated her with respect and care. She had true friends and family, and more money than she could spend. Everything missing in the cultivation world, she found here. Honestly, she could live in luxury for the rest of her life without doing anything else.

nAt this moment, her only question was about ascension. She had experienced love, but why were there no signs of ascending?

nHer ultimate goal was still ascension, a goal she had strived for over centuries. She looked up at the sky, so high and endless, wondering who could answer her doubts.

nAfter a long moment of reflection, Chu Qingzhi returned to the present. “If I can’t go back, then I must move forward.”

n“A school will need staff. Do you have anyone in mind?”

nWang Yuanlin modestly suggested, “I would like to recommend my cousin to assist you with the school.”

n“My cousin was once an arithmetic teacher at the academy but had to leave due to family complications. He’s been in low spirits at home, despondent. If you could consider him, he would be immensely grateful and dedicate himself to repaying your kindness.”

nChu Qingzhi considered this for a moment. “Let’s walk along the fence; we’ll pass by your home shortly, and I can meet your cousin then.”

nWang Yuanlin was overjoyed. “Thankyou, Miss.”

nAs they continued…

nChu Qingzhi asked, “With so many people in your family, is your cousin the only one available?”

nWang Yuanlin quickly replied, “Everyone is at home during the winter. I’ll have them come out to meet you shortly, and if you see fit, you can assign them tasks.”

nChu Qingzhi nodded slowly. “Let’s go.”

nThey chatted as they walked, soon reaching the boundary near Wang’s village.

nWang Yuanlin said, “Please wait, Miss. I’ll call them out.”

nChu Qingzhi stopped him. “No need for such a fuss. I’ll go take a look myself.”

nA surprise visit might reveal more genuine aspects of a person.

nWang Yuanlin led the way. “After you, Miss.”

nAt the Wang household…

nDu Qiaolan and other female family members were sewing winter clothes.

nBy late November, Wang Yuanping and Wang Yuanlin had received their salaries, enabling the family to buy cotton and fabric. After purchasing, they had to make the clothes themselves, and the women of the family were busy at work.

nThe men weren’t idle either; they were making furniture in the yard. Unskilled and clumsy, their handiwork was not particularly attractive, but their effort was evident.

nWang Xuwen couldn’t help laughing. “Brother, your craftsmanship is somewhat lacking.”

nWang Xuhuai, holding a crudely shaped leg of a stool, retorted, “What can I do? I’ve never done this before. It’s bound to be rough around the edges the first time.”

nThey were from the second branch of the Wang family, the “Xu” generation. Wang Xuhuai, the cousin Wang Yuanlin had mentioned, was notably skilled in arithmetic. After becoming a scholar, he was hired as a math teacher at the academy, but his promising career was cut short due to his family’s misfortune. Wang Jiaqi waved his hand dismissively. “Don’t mock Xuhuai; considering he’s more accustomed to holding a pen, it’s impressive he could make something that even resembles a leg.”

nHe was from the third branch, the “Jia” generation.

nWang Xuhuai, caught between laughter and tears, asked, “Are you praising me or mocking me?”

n“Ha ha…”

nChu Qingzhi, standing at the doorway, stopped Wang Yuanlin from announcing her arrival, taking in the scene inside the house at a glance.

nWang Yuanlin explained, “This is how we usually are, a bit disorganized. My apologies for any impropriety, Miss.”

nChu Qingzhi responded, “This is what a home should feel like-relaxing and joyful. Too many rules and constraints would make it less welcoming.”

nWang Yuanlin wholeheartedly agreed. “You’re right, Miss.”

nTurning to leave, Chu Qingzhi added, “When it’s time to build the school, bring your cousins over.”

nWang Yuanlin, filled with joy, hurried after her, “Won’t you meet them now?” Chu Qingzhi revealed a slight smile, “I’ve already seen what I needed to.”

nWang Yuanlin respectfully bowed, “Thankyou, Miss.”

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