Transmigrated into a Prosperous Farm Wife, Pampered, Beautiful, Strong, and Tragic Prime Minister

If he doesn't meet with Jiang Changtian alone, won't he avoid attracting attention?

"The student greets the dean."

Just as Dean Bai was feeling smug, he heard a voice, looked up, and froze.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes like bright stars...

In an instant, he seemed to see an old friend, that victorious general in fine clothes and riding a spirited horse.

"I wonder what important matter the dean has summoned me for?"

Seeing that Dean Bai was staring at him, Jiang Changtian asked.

Dean Bai then came to his senses and looked at Jiang Changtian more carefully a few more times.

No, it doesn't seem like it.

The ever-victorious general died on the battlefield, and his son, the young general, was also full of integrity and high spirits. And this man before us…

The features don't match, and there's no sense of integrity in them.

"I'm asking you about your purpose in entering the academy. What is the purpose of your studies?" Dean Bai's gaze fell on Jiang Changtian's legs.

"To become an official," Jiang Changtian replied without hesitation.

Dean Bai looked somewhat disappointed by the monotonous answers.

He wondered what his master valued in this kid. He was just an ordinary person. Could it be that he pitied him because of his lame leg?

Pity him?

"And what happens after you become an official? You bring glory to your ancestors and benefit the common people?"

Dean Bai leaned back; the people in front of him had said the same thing.

“If you want to change things, you need to have enough power. With power, your words and actions will be taken seriously, and you won’t be bullied or have your facts distorted.” Jiang Changtian lowered his eyes, his fingers gripping his cane tightly.

What do you want to change?

Dean Bai became somewhat interested when he noticed that the man had suddenly become aggressive.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"

Jiang Changtian's voice was not loud, but it was firm and powerful.

"Good! Well said!" Dean Bai stood up from his chair, smiling with narrowed eyes.

"Good ambition! If you get first place in this academy exam, how about I take you as my disciple?"

Since the grandmaster has already asked this kid, it's only right that he opens a back door for him.

It's been so many years since I've seen such an ambitious young man. The last one was Pei Zhuangyuan, who achieved the highest honors in all three levels of the imperial examinations, six years ago.

As a result, his original intentions changed after he became an official.

He wanted to see how long this kid could stay true to his original aspirations.

"Thank you for your guidance, Dean!" Jiang Changtian bowed deeply.

Dean Bai smiled and said, "Alright, go back and study hard. I'll be waiting for you to become my last disciple."

As soon as Jiang Changtian turned and left, Dean Bai's smile faded.

Dean Bai stroked his chin, pondering. This student was full of hostility, and no matter how well he hid it, he was still young.

He was nearly forty and had been teaching for over twenty years. He had seen countless people; how could he not tell?

Young man, you have a story to tell.

……

……

Jiang Changtian ran into Feng Hao as soon as he came out of Dean Bai's courtyard.

"Brother Changtian, you've finally come out! What did the dean call you in to ask?"

Feng Hao came specifically to wait for him.

He was too busy to see Jiang Changtian yesterday, but as soon as get out of class ended today, he heard that Jiang Changtian had been called away by the dean, so he rushed over.

A student standing nearby was listening intently; he was the same person who had gone in before Jiang Changtian.

Jiang Changtian spoke frankly, "Why do you study?"

Feng Hao asked, "What did you say?"

"I said it was for the sake of becoming an official."

The student next to him scratched his head and chimed in, "That's what I said too. It seems like everyone gave pretty much the same answer."

Feng Hao nodded. "That's right. Studying is indeed for the purpose of becoming an official, bringing glory to one's family, and benefiting the people."

"Come on, I'll treat you to dinner at the cafeteria after school."

Feng Hao was very happy that he and his brother Changtian could go to school together again.

Even if we're not in the same class, it's fine as long as we're in the same academy.

Brother Changtian helped him a lot back then, and Brother Changtian was his only true friend.

Jiang Changtian shook his head, "No need, I want to go back to eat."

"Where are you going back to? Your home is so far away." Feng Hao asked, puzzled.

Jiang Changtian explained, "I have difficulty walking, and my wife said she wants to rent a small courtyard in the county. I think we should have found one by now."

Old Xu didn't take him to see it yesterday, so I don't know how the courtyard is. She should be back by now.

Feng Hao said enviously, "You two have such a good relationship."

He also wanted to go out to eat with Jiang Changtian, but he was too embarrassed to say so.

Jiang Changtian noticed this and said, "It might not be convenient today. I'll go and get everything ready first, and then I'll invite you over for a visit."

"Alright then, Brother Changtian, be careful on your way back."

Feng Hao watched Jiang Changtian leave with reluctance before going to the cafeteria to eat alone.

Jiang Changtian took out his identity token and went out of the academy. He saw Old Man Xu playing with ants under a tree with a twig.

A flicker of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Hasn't she come back yet?

Old Xu stood up and threw away the branch. "What's wrong, kid? You look at me with such disappointment? Who do you want to pick you up?"

"Yun is cooking. She wanted to come pick you up, but who's going to cook for you?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Changtian's brows relaxed, without him even realizing it.

"When did she come back?"

“You went to the academy this morning and came back right away. You didn’t sleep all night and rushed back.”

As he spoke, Old Xu looked at Jiang Changtian and said, "What have you done to deserve such a good wife?"

Jiang Changtian didn't reply, but unconsciously quickened his pace.

The courtyard that Old Xu rented was indeed not far from the bookstore; it was just across the street.

Upon arriving at the courtyard gate, Jiang Changtian felt immediately at ease as he smelled the aroma of food wafting from inside.

When they opened the door, a large man was sitting in the yard.

"Hey bro, you're back? You must be hungry, go wash your hands and eat."

Ke Xiuming, wearing an apron, was setting out bowls and chopsticks on the table in the yard, looking every bit the virtuous husband.

The sound of clanging and banging came from the kitchen.

Jiang Changtian's expression instantly turned cold, his voice as frosty as ice, "What brings you here, Mr. Ke?"

Ke Xiuming was taken aback by the question. "Ah, no advice. I came with Madam Lin."

"Husband, you're back! Are you hungry? Dinner is ready."

Lin Shuyun poked half her body out of the kitchen, holding a spatula.

The courtyard wasn't large, with a kitchen, four or five rooms, a sweet osmanthus tree in the yard, tables and chairs under the tree, and a shed for tying up carts and an outhouse at the back.

Right now, there's a horse and a donkey tied up under the shed.

The yard was very clean, and the figure in blue in the kitchen, with that smile, seemed to bring the whole yard to life.

Old Xu kindly explained, "This lad said he was being chased and had nowhere to go, so he came to our house to stay for a few days."

He stubbornly followed them and was forced to work as their farmhand for half a day.

Jiang Changtian frowned, "There are so many inns in the county..."

Ke Xiuming hurriedly said, "I have no money. The only jade pendant I had before was pawned to Madam Lin. I'll just stay for a few days, and I'll pay you back then!"

Jiang Changtian then stopped talking, washed his hands, and went to the kitchen.

Ke Xiuming thought to himself, "This family is all greedy for money. Can't they be indifferent to fame and fortune and do some good deeds?"

Lin Shuyun: You, a businesswoman, are talking to me about being indifferent to fame and fortune?