Chapter 9 Everyone has their own destiny
"Wow-wow-"

As the baby's first loud cry came, everyone present had different expressions.

In the Mu Cangzhai, an experienced and prudent doctor came out, came to Yang Wenyuan, and whispered:
"Young Marquis, the baby is born, both mother and child are safe."

"That's right... that child was a little big, and it caused the woman to bleed profusely. Although she managed to save her life, she was also seriously injured. I'm afraid she lost a lot of years because of this."

The general meaning is that although Wei Xiaoniang's life was saved, she will be weak and sickly in the future and it will not last long.

Yang Wenyuan nodded and asked Changqing to send the doctor and the midwife away.

This result has exceeded Yang Wenyuan's expectations.

He originally thought that he could only save the child, but Wei Xiaoniang actually survived.

I just hope that after what happened today, Wei Xiaoniang can learn from her mistakes and stop being so aloof in her own little yard.

not always.

Before, Wei Shuyi felt heartbroken about becoming someone else's concubine.

Now that I have a son, I have a new place to rest my mind.

For the sake of her son, she might try to win favor.

If she gave birth to a boy, Wei Xiaoniang's status would also rise.

Although he is still not as good as Lin Qinshuang, he is no longer the marginal figure that everyone can bully.

Once they arrive in Bian Jing, Sheng Hong will definitely hand over the housekeeper power to Wang Ruofu for the sake of his family's official career. Otherwise, the reputation of favoring a concubine and ignoring his wife will ruin Sheng Hong's official career.

so……

Things seem to have returned to what the Wang family had originally expected?

Everyone has their own destiny.

From now on, this world, which is similar to the one in "The Story of Minglan", has undergone unknown changes.

After the work was done, Yang Wenyuan couldn't continue to stay in the other person's backyard.

Just as she was about to go out, she saw little Minglan, who looked like a harlequin cat, walking towards her, her big round eyes full of gratitude.

"Thank you, young marquis..."

Yang Wenyuan waved his hand, interrupting Xiao Minglan's words of thanks.

He didn't want to hear people expressing their gratitude, it made him feel weird.

"It's just the right time, it's just a small effort, just enough."

"Changqing, retreat!"

Without giving Minglan a chance to speak, Yang Wenyuan ran away.

Halfway through the walk, he suddenly stopped and quickly turned back.

Yang Wenyuan thought that he was going back to Beijing soon, and Hualan would not be home for some time. They would probably have to wait until the Sheng family came to Beijing to meet again, which would take quite some time.

The situation was urgent. After thinking it over, Yang Wenyuan made up his mind and handed the ivory fan inlaid with gold thread and jade to little Minglan.

"If you really appreciate me, please help me pass this fan to your sister Hualan."

Seeing little Minglan's puzzled face, Yang Wenyuan immediately became unhappy, and felt quite unwilling that others did not recognize Jin Xiangyu.

"Do you know how precious this fan is? This fan is the origin of the trend of pretending to be a noble son in Bianjing. There is also a poem written by me on it. It is worth a thousand gold. Do you understand?"

Back then, when Yang Wenyuan was wandering in Bian Jing, it was the end of autumn and the beginning of winter. He successfully stood out among the playboys by fanning himself in the cold wind.

Several young men from the Duke of Ling's mansion also imitated him, but they all caught a cold and had to go home to see a doctor. Yes, the life of a dandy young man is so simple and unpretentious.

In addition, Yang Wenyuan got half a perfect poem from somewhere, which made him quickly become popular and a top figure in the Bianjing entertainment circle.

After that, many sons of noble families who wanted to show off but were not good enough wanted to spend a lot of money to buy this fan, but none of them succeeded.

Yang Wenyuan was naturally unwilling to sell it, as he was not short of money.

Little Minglan had vaguely heard her father and mother mention that the young marquis might marry her elder sister, so she had no other concerns and nodded in agreement, carefully taking the ivory fan which looked not cheap.

The young marquis also wrote a poem on it?
Little Minglan looked at the fan in her hand with a strange expression and had no hope for the poem written by Yang Wenyuan.

Could it be that he has good handwriting like his father?

Yang Wenyuan: Congratulations, you have successfully eliminated the only correct answer!
After Yang Wenyuan walked away, little Minglan glanced at the fan in her hand, and was somewhat curious about what kind of poems Yang Wenyuan could compose and what kind of good calligraphy he could write.

But after thinking about it again, he suppressed his curiosity.

Yangzhou Wharf.

Gu Tingye got the Bai family's property and now he has made up his mind to study at Bailu Academy. Yang Wenyuan sent him to the dock.

"Why don't you go back home and tell Gu Hou before you go to Bailu Academy?"

The two walked along the street, talking.

"That's not necessary. Just send someone to inform them. We are tired of each other. If we go back, we will have to face the expressions of Xiao Qin and my elder brother. It will ruin our mood. It's better for us to part ways and live happily."

"That's right. Don't worry about people and things that don't go your way."

"What about you, Wenyuan? What are your plans for returning to Beijing this time?"

"Me? I'm the only one left in the main branch of the Yang family. The elders in the family all hope that I will get married soon. They write to me every day to urge me to go back and meet a girl. I'm not their grandson, so they won't spoil me. I'll find a private school to go to when I go back."

During the Zhou Dynasty, official schools were not well-known, but private schools flourished.

Any family with a little wealth would not send their children to the Imperial College or the Imperial Academy to study. Only poor families would go there to study, because the real famous teachers were in the private schools.

Gu Tingye immediately joked:

"Haha, they don't need to rush you on this. Your trip to Yangzhou is fruitful. Who knows, maybe I'll be able to attend your wedding next year."

He was not stupid, so he naturally understood that Yang Wenyuan had feelings for Sheng Hualan and even gave her the fan that he treasured so much. What was the difference between this and giving a token of love to a girl?
"Don't tease me. I just hope you can take care of yourself and not reveal your background in Bailu Academy, so that others can get close to you and make a fool of yourself."

Yang Wenyuan half-jokingly and half-warningly said: "If you really meet someone you like over there, don't rush to make a move. Find out more about her first, then write me a letter and make me happy."

"After all, handsome men like you and me, who are unique in the world, always have to protect themselves when they are out there."

Yang Wenyuan did not expect Gu Tingye to inform him the moment he met Zhu Manniang. He only hoped that he would write him a letter later so that he would have time to react and send him away before Zhu Manniang gave birth to a child.

It also fulfilled my disgust for the vicious female supporting character Zhu Manniang when I first watched the drama, and strangled her in the cradle.

The two of them walked and talked as they went, talking about everything from mountain to river, and their interest in the conversation was much higher than usual.

Before they knew it, they had reached the end, and the ship flying the Bai family's flag was docked right in front of them.

"After sending you a thousand miles, we must finally say goodbye. Wenyuan, there is no need to send you off."

"That's fine. After today's farewell, I don't know when we will meet again. Zhong Huai, take care on your journey."

"Haha, no need to wait any longer. As soon as I pass the provincial examination, I will go to Bianjing to find you. Just don't dislike me then."

"Then let's meet in Bianjing?"

"See you in Bianjing!"

(End of this chapter)