IHOEAYSTTTIW Chapter 86

Chapter 86 Snow~

Chapter 86 Snow~

Before Lin Yan even reached the Bureau of Administration, the news of his reincarnation as a Buddha had already arrived. Along with the rumors, news of the imperial court’s disaster relief grain on its way, bringing stability and joy to the hearts of Changning’s people, also spread.

The Chief Administrator only laughed off the outrageous rumors, but when the Advisor mentioned the disaster relief grain, he flew into a rage.

“You can’t even watch one person properly. Where did he hear those words, and how did they spread?” The Chief Administrator slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups jump high and shatter on the ground.

The Advisor wiped his sweat, explaining in a flustered manner, “I have been serving by Master Wu’s side, and Master Wu has never mentioned anything about the disaster relief grain. But this news just spread out of nowhere.”

“You are truly useless.” The Chief Administrator pointed his finger at the Advisor menacingly, continuing to scold, “Do you know, if those lowly people…”

Before he could finish speaking, a servant boy came in to announce, “Master Wu has returned and is waiting at the entrance.”

“I’ll deal with you later.” The Chief Administrator glared at the Advisor again, but when he looked at the servant boy, he had already put on a kind face. “Master Wu has worked hard. Quickly invite him in.”

Lin Yan didn’t need any announcement; he was already having a blast playing with the two children.

Lin Yan was a Southerner, and he hadn’t seen much snow before transmigrating. After transmigrating, he did see it, but that snow had Yun Qi buried in it.

First aid, care, finding a doctor; recognizing family, confessing, starting a business.

By the time everything was over, that snow had already passed.

So, this was Lin Yan’s first time playing in the snow. Lin Yan quietly made a snowball in his hand, his thoughts flying with the fluttering snowflakes.

Yun Qi must have seen this kind of snow many times. He must be good at snowball fights, and the snowballs he makes must be rounder than his own.

Bah, what am I thinking about all this nonsense? He’s doing very well on his own, and he has helpers now; he’s not alone.

Lin Yan reached a consensus with Kumquat and Ginkgo, who had also never seen snow, and secretly launched an attack on the busy maids and servants. The snow in Changning was so rare that the servants of the Bureau of Administration were already eager to move, and after being incited by Lin Yan, they couldn’t sit still any longer.

A snowball flew past Lin Yan’s ear, blooming like a white plum blossom on the pink wall.

The entire West Yard came alive. The maids in charge of rough work ran out of the side rooms, holding up their skirts. The servants threw away their brooms and dustpans, and even the cooks in the kitchen poked their heads out, holding rolling pins and looking around. Someone shouted “Take this!” and seven or eight snowballs flew through the air at the same time, startling the painted eyebrows on the eaves, causing them to flutter wildly in their golden cages.

Ginkgo hid behind a Taihu rock, his ten fingers red with cold, still constantly making snowballs. Lin Yan was already surrounded by three or four servants, his hair disheveled and his cloak covered in snowflakes. Kumquat hid behind the drooping flower gate, laughing so hard he almost fell over, when suddenly his neck went cold – Ginkgo had snuck around behind him and poured a whole handful of snow down his collar.

“What is all this ruckus!” A sharp shout broke the laughter in the courtyard. Everyone froze in place, watching the Advisor’s purplish face turn out from the moon gate, half a snowball stuck to his black velvet warm hat. “None of you are working, and you’re all just here…”

“Advisor.” Lin Yan gave the trembling maids and servants a reassuring look, raised his hand to take off the Advisor’s black velvet warm hat, and rudely patted off the snow. “My technique is really not good; I don’t know how this snowball flew over to you. I’m sorry to have startled you, Advisor.”

“No, no, this hat is honored to have your appreciation; it is its blessing.” The Advisor’s attitude made a one hundred and eighty-degree turn. He took the hat with both hands, pointed at the servants who were sweeping the floor, and said with an apologetic smile, “I am not angry with you, it’s just that these servants are too unruly…”

“It’s just playing in the snow; is it really necessary to make such a big deal out of it?” Lin Yan muttered softly, and before the Advisor could say anything about substantive punishment, he changed the subject. “The porridge has already been distributed, and the seeds have been given out as well. I’ve asked them to put the things from the manor in the Back Yard. Please check them, and if there are no problems, I’ll go back.”

“Master, please stay.” The Advisor put a smile back on his face and made a gesture of invitation towards the inner courtyard. “Master, you’ve worked so hard today. Our lord has prepared some snacks. Please enjoy them with him.”

Eat something?

Lin Yan estimated the time and found that it was still early for dinner.

It’s not easy to get some food now. His current identity is just that of an ordinary young master. There’s no need for the Chief Administrator to be so polite to him.

What is this for?

Lin Yan smelled a conspiracy…

Okay, not really. Lin Yan simply had some prejudice against the Chief Administrator and didn’t want to see him.

However, the Advisor was too enthusiastic, urging him again and again, even dragging him, and finally managed to get Lin Yan into the mansion.

“It’s cold outside, come in quickly.” Today’s Chief Administrator was particularly enthusiastic. Upon hearing the announcement, he took the initiative to greet him.

Lin Yan bowed and gave a casual response: “Is Zhao Fangbo feeling better?”

“Hey, it wasn’t a big deal to begin with. Won’t it be over if I resist?” The Chief Administrator waved his hand, leading Lin Yan into the room.

The Advisor who brought Lin Yan in didn’t enter the room, and even stopped Kumquat and Ginkgo outside.

The door was closed, leaving only Lin Yan and the Chief Administrator in the room.

“We are all our own people, so I will speak frankly with you, Master.” The Chief Administrator’s smile faded, and he sighed deeply, his voice lowered a lot. “Master really shouldn’t have told the people about the imperial court’s disaster relief grain coming soon.”

Lin Yan already had a prejudice against the Chief Administrator because of the matter of receiving gifts, and now hearing him say this, the filter of “corrupt official” instantly became several times heavier.

The Chief Administrator didn’t care about any filters, and continued on his own: “Master is kind-hearted, but the court’s grain may not be delivered anytime soon. If the people in this city wait and wait, only to end up with nothing, something bad is bound to happen.”

Fallacy, heresy.

Lin Yan directly retorted: “Isn’t the disaster relief grain already on its way? Besides, there are merchants in the city selling grain.”

“That’s the second point.” The Chief Administrator shook his head, tapping the account book with his hand. “Merchants pursue profit. Only when the grain prices in Shun Ning rise will they be willing to come. If it’s the same as usual, who would be willing to come to this place?”

“Then just let them sell grain at sky-high prices?”

“Of course not.” The Chief Administrator patiently persuaded him as if he were teaching an unreasonable child, “Master, think carefully. If there are more people selling grain, the grain prices will naturally come down.”

Lin Yan opened his mouth, only to find that he had nothing to refute.

Market regulation.

A very simple principle that was taught in junior high school textbooks. If asked at ordinary times, Lin Yan could explain it in detail, but when he really had to use it… Lin Yan felt somewhat frustrated.

So the Chief Administrator had thought everything through, and he was the one who was wrong?

The Chief Administrator smiled kindly, pushed the pastries in front of him towards Lin Yan, and softly comforted him: “I’m just saying whatever comes to mind. Master, don’t mind it. Anyway, the disaster relief grain is coming soon.”

Lin Yan mechanically picked up a pastry, took a bite, chewed it twice, and swallowed it.

He couldn’t taste anything, but a hint of bitterness rose in his throat.

The whistling of the wind came from outside the window, and the snow was blown around wildly. The beams of the house creaked a few times and then quickly fell silent.

The Chief Administrator walked to the window and sighed softly: “It’s really strange. Shun Ning hasn’t had such heavy snow in decades.”

Hasn’t snowed like this in decades?

Lin Yan suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Snow in June signifies injustice; earthquakes, floods, and snow disasters are all ominous.

But that’s not what Lin Yan was worried about.

The snow was already pressing down on the Chief Administrator’s mansion, causing it to creak. What about the thatched huts of those ordinary people…

As if to prove the correctness of Murphy’s Law, the Advisor rushed in from outside the door in a panic, kneeling on the ground and trembling.

The Chief Administrator slammed the table in displeasure, and only then did the Advisor regain his senses and report in a flustered manner, “Lord, Lord, the snow, the snow has collapsed the road.”

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