At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

Lin Qing recalled the look of Song Lingshuang crying just now, and suddenly thought of something extremely important.

"Sister-in-law, if Dahuai forces you to take Daya back, don't disobey. Just go to Wangjia Village after you return from Songjiazhai."

Gou seemed to not believe what she heard, and she became more and more confused about what her sister-in-law was planning.

"Sister-in-law, at such a critical moment, isn't it inappropriate to let Daya come back? What if she is forced into the Jia Mansion?"

Lin Qing said, "We have no choice. You know, there is no such thing as an impenetrable wall. Even if we try our best to conceal it, we are afraid that someone with bad intentions will spread the news to Daya."

Gou was extremely puzzled and said, "Are you overthinking it, sister-in-law? Wangjia Village is fifty miles away from us..."

Lin Qing interrupted her and said, "I originally thought that only Daya was going to marry into the Jia Mansion, but now that Song Lingshuang has been added, the only people standing in our way are not only Gu Dahuai but also the village head."

After being analyzed by Lin Qing, Gou slowly came to his senses.

Lin Qing continued, "More importantly, if Daya gets wind of the news and does something stupid, and you're not by her side then, won't you regret it?"

Gou suddenly realized and said gratefully, "Yes, yes, sister-in-law, you are so thoughtful. I will do as you say!"

After arranging everything, Lin Qing stood up and walked towards Damao's study.

When she entered the room, the three children were marveling at Du Shaoyou's article.

Gu Changqing sighed sincerely, "I've long heard that Brother Shaoyou's articles criticize current social ills like a sharp blade or a spear. Seeing him today, I can see that he is indeed extraordinary!"

Gu Damao also praised: "That's right! Brother Shaoyou is about the same age as me, but his writing style is so mature! If he were a few years older, I'm afraid his attainments would not be lower than Ruan Daru!"

Du Shaoyou's cheeks flushed with praise, and he waved his hands hastily. Seeing Lin Qing come in, he was as if he had been pardoned, and begged for mercy, "Aunt Lin! Come and save me!"

Lin Qing took the article and read it through with a smile, then said, "It can indeed be called a well-written article! But..."

None of the three had expected that such a brilliant article could be improved, and they all pricked up their ears.

Lin Qing said, "Shaoyou, you are young but your experiences are different from those of ordinary people. You have seen a lot and have a compassionate heart. It is precisely because of this that you are inevitably impatient."

Du Shaoyou was confused and said, "Aunt Lin, please explain."

"When we first met, you said that the light of a firefly couldn't compete with the brightness of the moon, but you poured everything into one article. It's so brilliant that I don't know where to look first."

These words were like an epiphany for Du Shaoyou.

"Aunt Lin is absolutely right! A banquet isn't just about delicacies from land and sea. We also need some light porridge and side dishes to complement it."

After Gu Damao and Gu Changqing looked at each other, they both read the sharp admiration for Lin Qing in their eyes.

After Lin Qing put down the article, he took out the sour jujube cake and said with a smile, "Time is tight and the task is heavy. How about we discuss this while we eat?"

After a few people finished reviewing the paper, the sun was already setting outside the window.

Lin Qing looked at the ranking again, confirmed that it was correct, and stood up and stretched.

"Okay, you guys can take your time transcribing the top three articles. I'm going to go pack Er Miao's luggage!"

"Madam, a guest has arrived."

Xing Wenjie, who was sitting on the roof, suddenly shouted, "They came here by carriage!"

Lin Qing was extremely suspicious.

carriage?

As far as she knew, carriages of this era were private cars exclusively for the nobility.

It’s already this late, who could it be?

Could it be Tang Xianzi?

Did something happen to the old lady? !

The carriage rumbled on and on, and in just a moment they arrived at the door of the Gu family's house.

The coachman quickly climbed down, put the stool in place, and helped the people in the carriage get off.

The two men were dressed like noblemen, especially the one who got off the car last. He was waving a folding fan, looking elegant, adorned with jewels, and looked very imposing, like a god who had walked out of a painting.

Standing in front of the dilapidated Gu family’s door, it felt like they were from the same world.

He Hongcheng, who got off the car first, looked at the dilapidated gate in front of him, his brows furrowed, his face full of disbelief.

"Brother Maoen, what did I say? Look at this place. How does it look like a place where a great master would live in seclusion? It's not even as comfortable as the dilapidated temple in town! Even if I become homeless in the future, I won't live in a shabby place like this!"

Although Zhang Maoen was also full of doubts, he still put away his folding fan and glared at He Hongcheng angrily.

"Hongcheng, don't you know that the more secluded a master is, the less he cares about these worldly possessions? Whether the master is here or not, just knock on the door and you'll know!"

When He Hongcheng saw that Zhang Maoen insisted on going in, he thought to himself that this guy must be crazy.

In the afternoon, when he saw that Du Shaoyou and Gu Changqing had not returned yet, Zhang Maoen felt as if his butt was on fire. He was restless and as anxious as those playboys who wanted to see Miss Qingliu from Wanxiang Tower.

At that time, He Hongcheng really didn't know what he was worried about until he asked.

"Hongcheng, do you think Changqing will take Brother Shaoyou to see that expert?"

He Hongcheng said with great certainty: "Absolutely not!"

“How come you see?”

He Hongcheng stuttered for a moment, then suddenly an idea struck him. He said:

"Let's not even mention that they weren't familiar with each other. Even if they were traveling together, Du Shaoyou wouldn't be the type to hit it off right away. He also prides himself on being aloof and detached. Even if Gu Changqing offered to take him to see a master, I'm afraid he wouldn't believe it."

The more Du Shaoyou listened, the tighter his brows furrowed. He suddenly said, "No, I'm still worried. Hongcheng, please prepare the carriage. Let's go to Changqing's house and take a look."

Even though He Hongcheng was dissatisfied in his heart when he heard this, he was still a higher-ranking official and could only obey orders because of the other party's father's identity.

Seeing that the road was becoming more and more desolate, He Hongcheng really regretted it.

If he had known earlier, he should have found an excuse to slip away and go to Wanxianglou to meet Miss Qingliu!

Holding a beautiful girl in my arms is a hundred times better than looking for some stinky old man!

Turning around, he saw Zhang Maoen with a face full of anticipation, thinking that this Young Master Song was truly an extraordinary person. His father was the prefect of Jizhou, so shouldn't it be easy for him to arrange lucrative positions in the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Personnel?

He actually turned a blind eye to such a good backer and insisted on relying on his own real abilities to gain fame and fortune. Isn't this like begging with a golden bowl in hand?

What kind of career can a stubborn and useless person like a donkey achieve?!

A mere Du Shaoyou made him so worried. Wouldn't he be unable to sleep at night when he entered officialdom in the future?

He Hongcheng complained to himself all the way, and when he arrived at Songsi Village, he realized that he would be the one who couldn't sleep at night.

This shabby village doesn't even have a decent shoe store, let alone an inn.

It’s better to ask quickly to dissuade Mr. Song from his idea and rush back to town overnight.

So he went up to the door and knocked, "Excuse me... um, um, is the master home?"

This greeting made everyone laugh.

"puff……"

Hearing him call her that, Lin Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Du Shaoyou straightened his lips and said, "Aunt Lin, the person who came is our classmate from Songyang Academy, He Hongcheng. Since he is here, I believe Zhang Maoen is here too."