The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Luo Mingzhen has always been straightforward and speaks very directly.

She was furious at her grandfather's favoritism and roared, "With Mingfang's looks, she's not even as good as a single hair of Miss Su. Only you, grandfather, who are blind and incompetent, would treat her like a treasure."

"And Grandfather, how dare you say that Miss Su stole the glory that should have belonged to Sister Mingfang? Brains are a very useful thing, but unfortunately you don't have one."

After the girl finished speaking, she angrily kicked the desk twice more before leaving.

Luo, the Vice Minister, was left standing in the study with a disheveled expression.

It's infuriating! Mingzhen, this granddaughter, is so unfilial. How dare she accuse her grandfather of being blind and deaf!

That word is so insulting! Of all the granddaughters, Mingfang is definitely the most filial!

It was very windy today. The wind howled in through the window and blew all the papers off the desk onto the floor.

The atmosphere was more desolate than ever before.

The papers were scattered all over the floor, but no servants came in to pick them up.

"Someone, quickly clean the house."

Luo called out several times, but no servants came in to tidy up the house.

He didn't even consider that if he didn't pay the servants their monthly wages, how could they possibly be motivated? Many servants who hadn't signed life contracts had already fled the Luo family.

Luo Shilang felt utterly disheartened. Alas, it is true that without money, everything is miserable.

Fan Dajiang stood at the door and said, "Master, the Luo clan chief from Sicheng has arrived."

Vice Minister Luo was a bit annoyed; why was that Luo Wen here again?

Last time Luo asked, he kept advising him to apologize to that girl from Qinghe County.

He's a high-ranking official in the Ministry of Works, and also that girl's elder. Why should he apologize to a junior? If anyone should apologize, it should be that girl coming to the Luo residence and kowtowing to him.

Even if that girl kneels before him, he'll still have to consider whether or not to forgive her arrogance.

"Dajiang, have you caught that guy surnamed Fang yet?"

"Sir, we didn't catch him. That guy surnamed Fang has most likely escaped from the city."

Vice Minister Luo slammed his fist on the desk, causing the two worn-out calligraphy brushes on the desk to roll and fall to the ground.

The long gown worn by Luo, the owner of the writing brush, was also worn so that the cuffs were torn.

Vice Minister Luo plans to send his grandsons Luo Minggeng and Luo Mingxin out to search for Fang Cheng. The Luo family urgently needs money, and if they can bring Fang Cheng back, they might be able to recover some of their losses.

Fan Dajiang reminded him, "Master, the Luo clan chief is still waiting outside."

Luo Wen was the patriarch of the Luo clan, and he could not avoid seeing him. Luo Shilang rolled up his ripped sleeve to cover it before saying to Fan Dajiang, "Go and invite him in."

"Yes."

Since no one could see that the study was messy, Vice Minister Luo had to squat down and pick up the papers one by one himself.

Just as they finished picking them up, Luo Wen came in.

After exchanging pleasantries, Luo Wen excitedly said, "Nephew, have you heard? People in the capital are all saying that Master Tianyuan of Baima Temple has divined Miss Su's fate, saying that her destiny is exceptionally noble."

Although Luo Wen was much younger than Vice Minister Luo, he was of a higher generation, so he addressed Vice Minister Luo as his eldest nephew.

When he went out today, he heard the people of the capital talking about this matter.

When others praised Miss Su, they were essentially praising the descendants of the Luo family. Therefore, Luo Wen was very pleased to hear this and came to the Luo residence.

"Master Tianyuan is no ordinary person, so we must make good use of Miss Su as a powerful ally. It's good to have a strong backer."

Luo Wen said this with immense pride on his face.

But his eldest nephew, Vice Minister Luo, felt very annoyed upon hearing this.

Vice Minister Luo's brows were furrowed into a deep frown.

No matter how noble the fate of that unfilial granddaughter is, he won't benefit from it in the slightest.

No one is more cold-blooded than that girl. His old wife is now bedridden. If that girl had even a shred of kinship, she would have come to the Luo family to visit her elders long ago.

Luo Wen was unaware of what Luo Shilang was thinking. Unable to contain his excitement, he continued to talk incessantly.

"Miss Su is a descendant of our Luo clan, and naturally she is the pride of our Luo clan."

"Now the Zhang family is backed by Miss Su, how glorious they are! This glory should belong to our Luo family. But it doesn't matter, I have already asked around in Qinghe County. Miss Su is very loyal and affectionate, so as long as you sincerely ask for forgiveness, she will definitely forgive you."

Luo Wen thought about the future, his eyes shining, "With Miss Su's support, our Luo clan will surely become the sixth great family."

It's still a bit of a pity, though. If Vice Minister Luo had recognized Miss Su earlier, the glory of the Zhang family would have belonged to the Luo family.

"By the way, nephew, did you deliver the 50,000 taels you mentioned last time to Miss Su as a way of begging for forgiveness?"

The reason Luo Wen had previously agreed to give Luo Shilang 50,000 taels of silver was because Luo Shilang said he would give the silver to Miss Su.

He hoped that the 50,000 taels would restore the relationship between the grandfather and grandson and stop the stalemate from continuing, as that would only benefit outsiders.

After a moment's hesitation, Vice Minister Luo casually replied, "It has already been given."

He thought to himself that Luo Wen wasn't familiar with that girl, so he definitely wouldn't ask about money in person, and this matter wouldn't be exposed.

When Luo Wen heard that the money had been given out, he was very happy. Since Miss Su had accepted the money, it meant that she still had feelings for the Luo family.

"Nephew, when would you like to host a banquet for Miss Su? Remember to let me know so I can come and have a meal with her. I want to have a good talk with her about the future of the Luo family."

Vice Minister Luo casually made up a story, saying, "Okay, I'll mention it to her. The main thing is that she's a very busy person, and I don't know when she'll have time."

Just then, Su Qianqian suddenly sneezed; someone must be talking about her.

Su Qianqian sat in the backyard of Gu's Tea House, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

The paper bore the poem "Bring in the Wine" by Li Bai, but she did not write the poem.

At yesterday's poetry gathering, the third young master of the Murong family, one of the five great families, recited this poem in front of the audience, winning cheers from everyone present.

Su Qianqian knew very well that there was no Li Bai in this fictional dynasty, nor was there any Li Bai in the history of this place.

Therefore, the person who wrote this poem is very likely a time traveler.

The person who travels through time may not necessarily be the Third Young Master Murong himself; it could also be his family or someone close to him.

All of this is unknown.

Moreover, it is difficult to determine whether the other party is friend or foe.

Originally, the Murong family was not particularly prominent among the five great families, but in recent years it has subtly surpassed the other four families, becoming the most dazzling of the five great families.

The Murong family runs the most upscale jewelry store in the four kingdoms—Treasure Pavilion. It is said that the Murong family's other businesses are also thriving.

Therefore, Su Qianqian guessed that the time traveler must have a close relationship with the Murong family and had traveled to the past many years before her.

The Xuanyuan family had a good relationship with the Western Xia royal family, while the Murong family was very close to the Southern Yue royal family.

If the Kingdom of Nanyue colludes with the King of Huainan, the Murong family will likely be drawn into the conflict.

The time traveler will definitely have a significant impact on the outcome of the war.

What she fears most is that the other side will develop firearms.

The Great Qi is still in the era of cold weapons, which is why she is able to save everyone's lives during battles.

But if guns, ammunition, bombs, and other firearms were to be manufactured, the war would result in tens of thousands of casualties.

This is something Su Qianqian doesn't want to see.

Xu Ruoxian brought over freshly made creamy popcorn, filling the entire backyard with its milky aroma.

"Master Su, come and try some freshly popped rice."

Su Qianqian popped two pieces of creamy popcorn into her mouth.

To be honest, things from ancient times really tasted better. You didn't have to worry about pesticide residues in corn kernels, and the milk had a richer aroma, unlike modern times when you have to worry about melamine additives.

"Ruoxuan, have you ever participated in the Flower Festival in the capital?"

Vivian Hsu nodded. "I went there twice when I lived at my maternal grandparents' house in the capital. The area around Bibo Lake outside the capital was especially lively on the third day of the third lunar month. Almost every noble family would set up a flower pavilion by Bibo Lake and even have a contest to select the most beautiful one."

In previous years, Vivian Hsu would get especially excited as the Flower Festival approached, and she would put all her thoughts into preparing for the festival.

But this year, all her attention is on making money, and she has lost interest in the Flower Festival as she used to.

Xu Ruoxian remembered that Sister Su had asked her to inquire about the Murong family, so she said, "I heard that the Murong family will also participate in this year's Flower Festival."

Su Qianqian plans to go to Bibo Lake to meet the Murong family and find the time traveler.

As the two were talking, Manager Zuo led his men in carrying two mahogany chests.

"Miss Su, these are several garments made according to your drawings. Try them on first to see if they fit. If they don't fit, you can ask the embroiderer to help you alter them as soon as possible."

When Manager Zuo first opened his shop in Qinghe County, he was heavily in debt and almost went to his death.

Back then, I never dared to imagine that one day I would be able to open a branch of Guose Tianxiang right under the emperor's nose. Even now, it still feels like a dream.