"Yes, Grand Master!"
The servant who ca to report the death saw He Tiantian close her eyes and ignore him, so he respectfully responded, carefully picked up the list, bowed, and exited.
The sound of footsteps gradually faded until they disappeared.
It was then that He Tiantian opened her eyes, looked at the hollow door, and sighed almost imperceptibly.
Qin Keqing had died, and the tragic play of Jia family’s downfall had officially begun.
This ship, destined to sink, didn’t really need saving.
The main the of the Red Building was originally the rise and fall of the four great families, represented by the Jia family.
If He Tiantian had traveled to the original story, even if she were Jia Daihua or Jia Daisan reborn, she could not change the fate of the Jia family.
Fortunately, this was fan fiction with a determined and self-reliant male lead.
So family destinies could be changed, and even the course of history could be moved.
Cough cough, just don’t stretch the stride too much; all changes must fall within the frawork of the Red Building.
However, even with the ability to make changes, He Tiantian wouldn’t truly save everyone.
There can be no construction without destruction; the Jia family was corrupt to the core, and to rejuvenate, sacrifices must be made!
He Tiantian had a plan in mind and wasn’t in a rush to ddle in the affairs at Ningguo’s Mansion.
Qin Keqing had already died, and Jia Zhen’s reckless courage had caught the Royal Family’s attention. Just let him handle the upcoming funeral.
"Jia Jing," the Grand Master, expressed a desire not to return to the worldly concerns that would hinder his Ascension, and Jia Zhen understood his father’s stance.
Thus, he began to create havoc, turning Qin Keqing’s funeral into an incredibly luxurious and grand event.
The entire Capital City was stirred, bustling for a total of forty-nine days.
Of course, while Jia Zhen was busy with the funeral, he didn’t forget his father’s instructions.
He handed the list of dicines brought back by the servant directly to Lai Sheng, insisting that he gather everything the Grand Master required, no matter what.
Aware that this task ca from "Jia Jing," Lai Sheng dared not delay. Just a few days ago, he finished printing the "Yin Zhiwen" required for the Grand Master’s birthday, and now he was tasked to gather dicines for this living ancestor.
"...Does the old master really intend to refine those elixirs?"
Lai Sheng, carrying the list of dicines, didn’t dare hand the task to soone else and personally went to all the major pharmacies in the Capital City.
So ingredients were usual, rely ginseng, Polygonum multiflorum, and the like.
At most, the Grand Master demanded those over five hundred years old.
Though it cost a significant amount of Silver Coins, they were still obtainable.
But so ingredients were truly bizarre, never even heard of by the pharmacy managers, only faintly ntioned by the grandparents of a dicine picker.
Lai Sheng, already exhausted from running around, thought he might not able to gather all the herbs on the list.
Hearing the dicine picker’s words, he didn’t hesitate and took out a silver ingot, "Bring those dragon blood herbs, silver spot flowers, and don’t worry about the silver; you won’t be shortchanged!"
The dicine picker, happy to receive the silver, scurried off into the old forest to search.
Indeed, a generous reward yields brave hearts. Before Qin Keqing’s extravagant funeral was over, the dicine picker had already found all the rare herbs.
Lai Sheng, being generous, paid the remaining amount to the dicine seller and advised, "If you ever co across such rare herbs in the future, reserve them for first!"
The ability of Lai Sheng to serve as the chief steward of Ningguo’s Mansion was not just because he was Nanny Lai’s son and the younger brother of Big Lai, the chief steward of Duke Rong’s Mansion; his cleverness was the main reason.
Though this was the first ti the Grand Master had asked soone to gather dicines, Lai Sheng had a feeling that there would be many more such tasks in the future.
The Grand Master’s matters were always of the highest priority in Ningguo’s Mansion; by serving the one at the Xuanzhen Temple well, their Master Mr. Zhen would be satisfied.
Thus, Lai Sheng, as the chief steward, could securely hold his position.
"Grand Master, these are the dicines I personally gathered; please see if they are suitable?"
After collecting the dicines, Lai Sheng reported back to Jia Zhen, then personally led his n to deliver the dicines and so food to the Xuanzhen Temple.
He Tiantian was still sitting cross-legged. Hearing the sound, she lifted her eyes and carefully examined the items laid out before her.
"Good! Second Lai, you indeed are capable!"
He Tiantian was satisfied inwardly. No matter how greedy or deceptive the Lai Family could be, their ability to handle affairs was still comndable.
"It’s nothing, it’s just our master thinking of the Grand Master, not daring to slack in the slightest!"
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