Carrying the little lucky star, leading the villain on the road to exile

Chapter 140. Watching the Show
Gu Kaiyuan said, "I have not had much contact with my clansmen, so I don't know what the situation is like in the clan now."

Even if someone is willing to adopt, who can guarantee that they won't fall into another trap?

Even if they have no children of their own, no one would adopt a married child, as it would be detrimental to fostering a relationship.

Bai Suihe: "Isn't it enough to just carry on the family line?"

Gu Kaiyuan had no idea where his wife had heard these fallacies. "There are a lot of things involved here..."

After explaining some principles to Bai Suihe in detail, Gu Kaiyuan's previously depressed mood gradually recovered.

Seeing Bai Suihe dozing off again, Gu Kaiyuan gently supported her head and helped her lean back on the soft pillow. He then shook his head with a wry smile, realizing that he was being comforted in a roundabout way.

Quietly, he came outside. The convoy was still moving forward in an orderly manner. He let Dongmei and Chunxiang into the carriage, then jumped off and walked forward.

"Young master, we'll keep an eye on things here. Please rest a bit more." Zhuang Datou led the ox, carefully guiding the wheels to avoid the small potholes.

"I've rested enough. I'll go check on things up ahead. If your young lady wakes up, please let her know."

After giving his instructions, Gu Kaiyuan walked forward.

"Young Master Gu, are you going to pay your respects to your grandfather?"

Chen Dafu, chewing on a blade of grass, asked as he spoke.

Seeing that the grass roots were still covered in mud, Gu Kaiyuan silently looked away and said, "Lord Chen, sometimes don't be too hard on yourself. Health is the most important thing."

Chen Dafu paused for a moment, then took the grass root off his mouth. "You mean this?"
"I'm also using this to regulate my body; it's made from Imperata cylindrica root."

If I don't explain this clearly today, this kid will still think I'm incredibly stingy, that I actually ate grass roots to stave off hunger on the road.

Although the Chen family was struggling financially, they weren't this destitute, so he explained even more earnestly, "This Imperata cylindrica root is a good thing; it's good for treating fatigue and weakness, replenishing the middle energizer and boosting qi, removing blood stasis, amenorrhea, and chills and fever..."

Gu Kaiyuan stopped in his tracks, somewhat surprised. "Lord Chen also understands medical principles?"

"What's so special about that? Back in the day, I was well-read and knowledgeable in various fields. Although I can't perform the diagnostic methods of traditional Chinese medicine like doctors, I can still manage to treat my own minor ailments."

Speaking of his experiences, Chen Dafu immediately perked up, "Back then, in order to get into officialdom, our Chen family used every resource at our disposal, even picking a lot of medicinal herbs from the mountains..."

Gu Kaiyuan had no time to listen to his reminiscing about the past. Knowing herbs didn't mean he could cure diseases or save lives, so what was there to brag about?
"Lord Chen, I'm going to take a look ahead. I'll listen to your teachings again when I have time next time." Gu Kaiyuan quickened his pace and walked forward, but Chen Dafu followed closely behind. "Wait, I'm free right now. Let's chat for a bit."

I dug up some Imperata cylindrica roots, and I still have quite a few left. Want me to share a few with you?

After saying that, he opened the cloth bag beside him, which was full of white cogon grass roots.
Gu Kaiyuan said, "...Lord Chen, although I am not very talented, I know that Imperata cylindrica root is cold in nature, and eating too much of it may not be a good thing. You'd better follow the doctor's advice."

Chen Dafu stopped, looked at the whole bag of Imperata cylindrica roots, and scratched his head. "Is there any record of this? This kid is trying to fool this old man again. We all ate this like this when we were kids..."

Although he was muttering this to himself, he still spat out the white cogongrass root from his mouth, took the bag off, and tossed it directly to his son behind him, saying, "Give a portion to the others."

Bai Jia Dalang, "...Father, just now..."

"What just now?" Chen Dafu's eyes widened, and he said in an unfriendly tone, "That kid is young and inexperienced, who knows if what he said is true? Besides, we worked hard to dig it up, we can't just let it go like this. Everyone should get a share, there won't be any problems." Chen Dalang didn't dare to say anything more, grabbed the bag and went to distribute the things to his family.

Chen Dafu, who remained where he was, tried hard to recall how the book had recorded it. Was it truly chilling? Was it as chilling as it was to his heart now?

Gu Kaiyuan did not show up in front of the Gu family for several days, nor did he go over; he just watched from afar.

The Gu family really spared no expense, reserving the spacious carriage solely for Rong Ruiyuan's enjoyment.

No, that's not right either. Gu Antong is missing, and so is Gu Anliang. This kind of self-deceiving behavior is really very family-oriented.

"Young Master Gu," Gu Kaiyuan was surprised to see so many people greeting him today. He turned around and saw that it was the old lady of the Zhou family.

At that moment, the other person was lifting the curtain and looking at her with a loving expression.

"Madam Zhou," Gu Kaiyuan greeted respectfully from the side. When he was young, he had visited the Zhou family with his mother and still remembered Madam Zhou.

"Some things shouldn't be forced. I think your wife is quite nice. Living your own life peacefully is the most important thing." Old Madam Zhou seemed to have thought of something, and a look of sadness appeared in her eyes.

Gu Kaiyuan said, "Thank you for your guidance, Madam. I will do it."

Inside the carriage sat Zhou's son and two daughters-in-law, along with several children who were curiously watching him. They also nodded in a friendly manner to Gu Kaiyuan.

The second son of the Gu family, who was leading the ox in front, turned around and saw that it was Gu Kaiyuan, so he ignored him.

"Listen to what your wife says: there are some people you should stay away from as soon as possible, so you don't end up hurting yourself and your family."

Gu Kaiyuan knew about the Zhou family's affairs and felt a deep sense of rejection towards those who spouted benevolence and morality but were actually treacherous and wicked.

This old lady of the Zhou family was also a victim of arranged marriage.

She possessed the fine virtues of a noblewoman, yet it was only in her old age that she could see through people's true nature.

The fact that he could say these things suggests that he had been completely heartbroken by that Imperial Censor Zhou Gang.

Fortunately, her two sons, whom she raised herself, were filial and did not cause her any suffering along the way.

"Gu Kaiyuan, you're not still hung up on your parents and brothers, are you?" Zhou Laosan and Zhou Fan asked with curiosity. "We've been watching your family's affairs unfold quite a bit these past few days. But you'd better get on board as soon as possible, or your Gu family will forget about you once they've climbed up the social ladder."

Old Madam Zhou slapped him hard on the back, "You rascal, what are you saying?"
Is this how your mother taught you?

"Mother, I'm just trying to be helpful by reminding him. Look, even the Third Prince has come knocking on their door. And look at how Madam Gu and the Third Prince are exchanging glances. Now they're even openly together in the carriage in broad daylight. They might have already consummated their relationship..."

"Ouch..." Zhou Fan quickly clutched his waist. His wife had really hit him hard; he was going to get a big bruise now.

"Don't be so tactless," Old Madam Zhou said apologetically to Gu Kaiyuan. "Young Master Gu, don't take this brat to heart. He's always been like this with his mouth."

“It’s our family that’s making a fool of ourselves,” Gu Kaiyuan said, stopping and putting some distance between himself and the oxcart.