Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

The autumn hunt has been over for more than seven days. Gu Yao's last "stepping forward" in the hunting grounds had given Gu Jizhou quite a fright.

Upon returning to the Prime Minister's residence, he immediately detained the man there to recuperate and closed the doors to all visitors.

Every time Gu Yao showed any intention of going out, his parents would jointly reject it.

One sings the red face, the other sings the white face.

With tears in her eyes, the beautiful mother gently comforted Gu Yao.

The refined father, with a stern face, repeatedly ordered his son to stay at home and recuperate.

What can Gu Yao do?

The only option is to agree.

I've been lying in bed for so many days, I'm practically ruined.

My older brother is in the army, so my parents can't talk about him much and can only tease him.

For the first few days, Gu Yao couldn't even leave his own courtyard.

The restrictions have been eased these days, but people can only move around within the residence.

Things still need to be done, and it's time to get things going.

Today is the day I agreed upon with my boss.

Gu Yao was taking a walk in the Prime Minister's residence to digest his food when he casually wandered into a secluded courtyard.

They had arranged to meet here today, and he had deliberately sent away the nearby guards.

Three meows came from outside the wall, and Gu Yao knew that the person had arrived.

With two light coughs, a figure leaped in from outside the wall.

He landed lightly and bowed.

"Master, is there anything you need?"

Gu Yao glanced at the respectful man in front of him without showing any emotion.

Even when bowing and appearing shorter than others, Shen Zi'an now remains composed and unhurried, showing no trace of his former timidity and shrinking.

Gu Yao nodded secretly, quite satisfied.

The experience of the past year or so has apparently honed a dull iron into a fine knife.

"Zi'an, I want you to withdraw all the cash I previously deposited in the bank and use it all to purchase grain and medicine. Buy as much as you can, and do it discreetly so no one finds out."

When Shen Zi'an heard that Gu Yao was going to take out all the cash, his shock was palpable.

And using all of it to buy food is an insane decision.

He hesitated, wanting to advise Gu Yao, yet inexplicably trusting her in his heart.

Gu Yao has never made a wrong decision so far, and every key choice has expanded his business empire.

In Shen Zian's heart, Gu Yao was a god.

They rescued him from dire straits and gave him a stage to showcase his abilities.

His intelligence and quick wit, and his grasp of the market, made even him feel inferior.

Gu Yao could see Shen Zi'an's dilemma, but he did not intend to explain.

In the storyline, large areas of southern China will be hit by floods next July.

Vast expanses of land lie serenely, while hundreds of rivers suddenly rise to the surface.

Corpses lay strewn across the fields, and starving people littered the ground.

They exchanged children to eat, and split bones for cooking.

He wasn't some kind of savior who wanted to rescue everyone from suffering, but he still wanted to help these unfortunate people to the best of his ability.

He doesn't need this money for the time being, and even if he does, it's only for this urgent matter.

Moreover, his businesses are still there, and the money will eventually come back.

Personally, this is also a good opportunity to collect merit points.

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Zian decided to try to persuade him.

"Why is Master hoarding so much food and medicine? As far as I know, there has been no major disaster recently."

Gu Yao glanced at Shen Zi'an, who immediately fell silent.

He lowered his head and took a step back.

He knew he had overstepped his bounds.

This was the master's decision, and besides, it was the master's own private property that was being taken.

Gu Yao didn't say anything more.

He didn't know how to explain it. Should he tell Shen Zian that his master knew there would be a major flood next summer and asked him to prepare food and medicine in advance?

Nobody would believe that if I told them.

No explanation is best, so Gu Yao decided to remain enigmatic to the end.

With a wave of his hand, Gu Yao told Shen Zi'an to leave first, as staying too long would arouse suspicion.

He believed that Shen Zian would do a good job, after all, Shen Zian and Qin Chen were Xi Yue's right-hand men in the story.

With a business genius and his novel money-making ideas, it would be hard for him not to make money.

Incidentally, they also developed the underworld intelligence industry.

Gu Yao estimated that he must be very rich now.

This is also to prepare for what's to come.

harm.

He poached just one of Xi Yue's men. How should I put it?

Hmm... no wonder she's the male lead's capable assistant.

It works really well.

Gu Yao smiled and said, "I'll borrow it for a few years, but I'll have to return it to Xi Yue eventually after I die."

Looking up at the square courtyard wall, the sunlight on my body brought a bit of warmth.

Gu Yao suddenly caught a whiff of a delicate fragrance and turned to look to his right. In this dilapidated side courtyard, which was neglected, the osmanthus tree was growing so well.

This tree looks quite old; its branches are thick and strong, and it takes one person to encircle it.

Gu Yao wasn't idle either. He summoned Qingzhu, who was keeping watch outside the courtyard, and asked him to find a clean bamboo basket.

Gu Yao loves osmanthus the most. He remembers that when his parents were still alive, there were two osmanthus trees planted in the yard.

Every autumn, my mother would pick osmanthus flowers to make osmanthus cakes and candied osmanthus, and occasionally brew some osmanthus wine.

The fragrance of osmanthus flowers, the aroma of glutinous rice, the sweetness of pastries, and the aroma of osmanthus wine when it was brewed all constitute Gu Yao's most beautiful memories.

Gu Yao doesn't have many memories of his parents, but osmanthus is one of the few things that remains most vivid in his memory.

Every time the osmanthus cake came out of the pot, his mother would gently call his name.

“Yao’er”.

Gu Yao was momentarily dazed before regaining his senses.

Walking to the tree, Gu Yao looked up and his eyes were full of nostalgia.

After the master and servant had picked a basket full of osmanthus flowers, Gu Yao was in a particularly good mood as he smelled the fragrance of the osmanthus.

With her head down, carefully picking out the stems of the osmanthus flowers, Gu Yao's mind was filled with osmanthus cake, candied osmanthus, and osmanthus wine, and she couldn't help but smile.

He was completely unaware that someone was watching him from the top of the wall.

After Gu Yao dismissed the guards, and since he had nothing to do in the mansion, he gave the system a day off.

I recently met a friend through the system, and I always try to set aside some time for them to connect.

He's not some exploitative tycoon.

This led to Gu Yao being pinned down in the corner of this secluded courtyard without realizing it.

They are currently unable to move.