Madam Dong helped the elderly Mrs. Dong stand at the entrance of the village until Dong Yuanxuan was no longer in sight, and only then did the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law slowly make their way home.
On the road, the elderly Mrs. Dong sighed, "If the Little Prince had come a few months earlier, or if I hadn’t fallen ill... Although Xiaoman is a decent person, to match her with Yuanxuan..." Her eyes reddened as she spoke, "It’s an injustice to my grandson, as handsome and upright as he is."
Madam Dong also sighed, her heart somewhat unsettled by her daughter-in-law Liu Xiaoman.
The daughter-in-law had features typical of people from the border areas, tall, with dark, rough skin, a loud voice, and a somewhat wild and unruly disposition. Speaking purely of looks, her only advantage was her more pronounced facial features. ƒreewebɳovel.com
As for literacy and upbringing, there was hardly any to speak of.
Madam Dong did not blame her for these, but as a mother, she naturally wanted the best match for her son.
Seeing the elderly Mrs. Dong constantly wiping her tears with a handkerchief, Madam Dong hurriedly spoke up to comfort her, "Mother, marriages are predestined by heaven. Yuanxuan’s previous engagement was indeed to someone of status and appearance, but the person herself was not good. Our family had to annul the marriage when troubles came."
"Although Xiaoman has her flaws, she was the one who helped our family in our most difficult times. We must acknowledge her generosity."
"Speaking of which, if the Little Prince hadn’t come, our family might still be in the Gan Mountain Hundred-household Office. Moreover, since Yuanxuan had his marriage annulled, when Xiaoman married into our family, it was actually us who were reaching up."
The elderly Mrs. Dong glanced at her daughter-in-law but did not refute her.
Seeing that the elderly Mrs. Dong looked a bit better, Madam Dong spoke with a smile, "If Xiaoman does anything wrong in the future, we can guide her. Look at her now—hasn’t she become much more well-behaved?"
The elderly Mrs. Dong nodded, "I am not saying she’s not good. The child is indeed warm-hearted."
Seeing Liu Xiaoman standing at the courtyard gate waiting for them, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law did not discuss further and quickened their pace.
"You’re carrying a child, hurry inside so you don’t catch a chill."
...
Ganzhou City, Xiao Residence.
Daohua was having lunch with Gu Jian, while Xiao Yeyang was at the guard station training troops and hadn’t returned since he would eat with the soldiers at noon.
As lunch was about to end, Gu Jian asked, "Is Yeyang planning to take over the care of all the refugees outside the city?"
Daohua nodded, "Everyone who’s willing to stay will be taken in."
Gu Jian, "Yeyang has to train troops and inspect the defense areas. Can he handle all of that?"
Daohua said with a smile, "Xiao Yeyang has sent a letter to Brother Dong. Once Dong Yuanxuan arrives, he will take charge of the refugee resettlement. That way, Xiao Yeyang can have some relief."
Gu Jian, who was familiar with Dong Yuanxuan, nodded.
Daohua, "Xiliang has a vast land with few people. I’ve looked through the records of the Gan State Guard, and much of the land here lies fallow."
"For other guard stations, refugees might seem burdensome, but I don’t see it that way. The land of the Gan State Guard requires a large number of people to cultivate, which would not only secure military supplies but also facilitate the development of the Gan State Guard. It’s killing two birds with one stone."
Gu Jian nodded in agreement, "That’s true. The Imperial Court doesn’t give enough support to Xiliang, and transportation constraints make it even harder. If Yeyang wants to properly manage the Gan State Guard, self-sufficiency is essential."
Daohua nodded with a smile, "Exactly." Only by solving the supply problem could a complete defense system be established.
After the meal, just as Daohua had returned to the courtyard, Yan Shouhou arrived.
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