"Master, what’s wrong with Youwei?"
"She’s fine, just tired from the journey and fell asleep in the carriage." Lin Miao carried Sun Youwei from the gate into the courtyard.
Carefully laid her on the bed, removed her shoes and socks, and covered her with a quilt.
Senior sister must have been drugged and unconscious. Si Miaoxue mixed her among the goods of another rchant convoy and secretly brought her into the city, handing her over to Lin Miao, who then brought her back.
He has already checked on her and found no serious issues.
The problem is, when she wakes up, how will he explain this to senior sister? He also asked himself if this is too hasty, using her as bait to lure Mr. Xue without considering her feelings.
I am not without faults; the monks at Shanglin Temple colluding with Mr. Xue, utterly shaless.
Thinking of this, Lin Miao felt fearful. Without earlier arrangents, today senior sister might have been abducted and disgraced by Mr. Xue.
This consequence is sothing he absolutely cannot bear.
Unexpected events can happen at any ti; just because this ti was fine, doesn’t an the next ti will be.
He must arrange protective forces for senior sister; he can’t always be by her side. How can a woman with no power to bind a chicken protect herself?
Hiring guards would be only temporary, and besides, paid guards may not risk their lives for you at crucial monts.
It must be talent cultivated from young.
It seems this really must be done, cultivating a force of my own is the foundation of survival in this world.
This matter is already urgent.
"Xie, has the letter been delivered?"
"It has been delivered, personally handed to Mr. Bai. Are you not confident in my work?" Mr. Xie assured, patting his chest.
"Find so orphans for , aged between eight to ten, smart ones can be older, and if they’ve been educated and can read, that’s even better."
"Master, what are you planning?" Mr. Xie intuitively felt Lin Miao’s intentions were unusual, nervously asked.
"I want to cultivate a force of my own, teaching them martial arts and dicine." Lin Miao didn’t conceal his intentions, believing it’s unnecessary to hide.
"Is it because of the incident with Youwei?" Mr. Xie sowhat noticed, Lin Miao and Sun Youwei behaved oddly after returning, evidencing sothing went wrong.
But he was tactful, avoiding asking too many questions.
"In this world, it’s survival of the fittest. If I refuse to accept fate, I must have a force capable of protecting family and myself. Paid protection is unreliable; self-cultivation is more reliable." Lin Miao sighed long, "Search for orphans, boys and girls both, preferably without parents."
"That’s not hard, every year local disasters cause families to sell their children; so are destitute and beg on streets. Although the court has charity establishnts, during great calamities, help is limited. With money, buying so isn’t difficult, but the court regulates the numbers." Mr. Xie replied.
"Oh, I wasn’t aware. How many can a person like buy?" Lin Miao was surprised, unaware Da Li Dynasty had such regulations, suspecting it’s to prevent rebellion through private army buildup?
"Ordinary families can register two slave contracts with the governnt. You, passing as a physician, can increase by two. Of course, officials and nobles can have more." Mr. Xie explained.
"So I can register four slave contracts with the governnt?" Damn feudal society, where even owning slaves is legal!
"Correct, but now you have only three slots left since Miss Shi Yin has used one." Mr. Xie reminded.
"What about adoption?"
"Adoption has no limit, but registering with the governnt could be troubleso if numbers are large." Mr. Xie stated.
"Can I not register, then there shouldn’t be an issue?"
"Not registering is not an issue, but the adopted children wouldn’t have an official recognized adoption relationship; the governnt won’t acknowledge it."
This indeed exploits a legal loophole, where policies differ from practices.
And as long as no investigations occur, and nobody reports, naturally there’s no willingness to pursue such matters, being ti-consuming, laborious, and likely offending others.
"Governnt acknowledgnt isn’t important for ," Lin Miao said, "Find about twenty, split evenly between boys and girls."
"Alright."
"Rember, it must be voluntary, no coercion, and tell the children, entering Lin Mansion ans sealing their past surnas; from now on, they’ll share one surna: Lin." Lin Miao emphasized.
"Understood."
...
Marquis Lingyang’s Mansion.
A carriage sped in, charging into the mansion, completely disregarding the prohibition of ’riding into the mansion’ rule.
"Madam, Madam..."
"What’s happening, who is shouting and yelling in the mansion?" Marquis Lingyang’s Butler hurried over, sternly rebuking.
"Mr. He, please imdiately report to Madam that the young master, Xue, has encountered an incident." Du Ziyu leapt off the carriage, knelt on the ground, and reported, trembling with fear.
Despite being a disciple of Green Blade Sect, what happened now was beyond his control. It’s notable that connecting with Marquis Lingyang required enormous costs, and now, under his and other sect masters’ protection, Marquis Lingyang’s fifth son was silently robbed of his progeny!
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