Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 83 - 76: Our Son-in-law Made Changliang a Lord Official
As for his brother-in-law, Su Changliang, Lu Yuan already had a plan for him.
’Join the army?’
’Absolutely not!’
The soldiers here in Qilu were periodically transferred to Liaodong or the front lines at Yanjing.
Yes, the Northern front was on the verge of a major victory.
The Beast Race was about to be completely crushed.
But that didn’t mean there would be no more fighting in the North in the future.
’Every autumn and winter from now on, these Beast Race remnants will form small tribes and still come south to raid and plunder.’
This kind of thing had basically never stopped throughout ancient history.
So, being a soldier was not safe at all.
Besides, his father-in-law and mother-in-law would need their son to look after them in their old age.
If he joined the barracks, he might not be able to return home for years at a time.
So, it was best for him not to go. Finding a post in Taiping was the ideal solution.
As his brother-in-law, Lu Yuan could also keep an eye on Su Changliang.
And once he settled down in the city, he could look out for him.
Therefore, Lu Yuan felt that a position at the Government Office in Taiping City would be perfect.
As for why he didn’t suggest Su Changliang become a Chief Clerk or some other writing-related position inside the Government Office...
...a job where he’d be sheltered from the wind and rain...
...it was mainly because Lu Yuan didn’t know what Su Changliang’s level of education was.
He hadn’t asked in detail last time.
But judging by Su Changliang’s demeanor, he really didn’t seem like the scholarly type.
’So, becoming an Official, patrolling the streets and standing guard every day, wouldn’t that be pretty good?’
’Even if he wants to pursue a civil post later, he can always switch. It’s no big deal.’
As for why Lu Yuan didn’t seek a position for himself...
As mentioned before, after receiving so many rewards from the system, Lu Yuan no longer wanted to be a minor official.
’It’s pointless. Having one in the family, Su Changliang, is enough.’
As for a high-ranking official...
’Never mind whether I have the connections or not.’
Lu Yuan only had a few key points to consider.
’Zhu Yuanzhang, the great victory in the North, the death of Empress Ma, the death of Zhu Biao, and then...’
’Hmm?’
’What’s gone next?’
’The nine generations of every damn minister in the imperial court are about to be wiped out!’
’Who the hell would dare to be a high official under Old Zhu?’
’Forget about life and death for a moment. Just having the Jinyi Guard snooping around your house for no reason...’
’They’d know what color underwear you’re wearing every day.’
’Who could possibly put up with that?’
Even though Lu Yuan was a transmigrator, he really didn’t dare claim he could win Old Zhu’s favor.
’Besides, is my current life not good enough?’
’Or have I had my fill of the good days?’
He had only been enjoying this comfortable life at Aunt Zhao’s for a few days.
Lu Yuan wasn’t about to go courting death.
Lu Yuan had it all figured out. He would just stay in Taiping City with his wife, his future kids, and a warm bed.
He absolutely wasn’t going to ask for trouble.
In any case, that was Lu Yuan’s plan.
After Lu Yuan finished speaking, before the three Lord Soldiers could say anything...
Song Meiqin said impatiently:
"Auntie will handle this for you. Why ask him?
Hurry up and ask for something else."
Lu Yuan blinked, looking at Song Meiqin, a bit bewildered.
"You can handle it?"
Song Meiqin couldn’t help but curl her lip.
"Of course! It’s just a matter of Auntie having a word with your County Magistrate here. It’s only a minor governmental officer post!"
Lu Yuan blinked. ’This doesn’t count as some kind of harem politics...’
’No...’
Lu Yuan didn’t quite know how to describe it, but it felt improper.
After all, even though Song Meiqin was the daughter-in-law of a high official family, she didn’t have any actual authority.
But on second thought, Lu Yuan figured it made sense.
’At the end of the day, it’s just a minor governmental officer post. It shouldn’t cause any major issues.’
Since that was the case, Lu Yuan had nothing else to ask for.
After all, he really wasn’t lacking anything at the moment.
Aunt Zhao treated him so well, giving him whatever he wanted. What more could he need?
Seeing this, Song Meiqin blinked, having likely guessed his thoughts.
She immediately turned to the three Lord Soldiers and said:
"Alright, alright, doesn’t a matter like this require some thought?
How can he make a decision right away?
You go back and tell our brother that he owes him one. He’ll come to collect later!"
The three men blinked, a little stunned. ’You can just remember to ask for it later?’
But since Madam Song had spoken, the three of them nodded in agreement.
Finally, around five or six in the evening, the meal was finished.
Aunt Zhao had someone arrange a guest room for the three Lord Soldiers to rest for a while.
Whenever they were rested enough, they could decide for themselves whether to return and report or whatever else.
They were left to their own devices.
In winter, the sky darkens quickly.
By five or six in the evening, it was already completely dark.
Now, the entire household was crowded into the East Wing.
Song Meiqin was there too.
And she wasn’t leaving tonight; she would be sleeping in the same bed as Aunt Zhao.
To be precise, Song Meiqin didn’t plan on going back for the entire winter.
After all, how could her home in the Provincial City be as warm as it was here?
It wasn’t just the house that was warm; everything else was warm too.
As for what happened last night, it hadn’t changed anything about Song Meiqin.
She still bickered with Aunt Zhao just as she always did.
But her attitude toward Lu Yuan remained just as gentle, and her attitude toward Su Liyan had also improved a great deal.
Right now, Aunt Zhao and Song Meiqin were in the north room, cracking melon seeds and chatting.
It was hot in the room, so both had changed into light silk clothes, allowing Lu Yuan a full view of their alluring, curvaceous figures.
Meanwhile, Lu Yuan was sitting in the main hall with his arm around his wife, teaching her how to write.
To be more specific, he was teaching her to write a letter.
"This character is wrong. Think again about how to write the character for ’city’."
Lu Yuan said, one arm around his wife’s slender waist, the other hand pointing at the character on the letter.
