First, Lin Miao was imprisoned. What exactly happened here? Before getting clear on that, do not jump to conclusions. If he’s been wrongfully accused, then we must find evidence to defend him.
Clearly, Lin Miao could not have hard soone he bore no grudges against, so this is definitely a case of being wronged.
A family needs soone to manage the situation to avoid chaos.
Once Yun ca back to take charge, the Lin residence quickly returned to order after a brief period of chaos. Everyone resud their duties, but their cheerful expressions were replaced with silence and solemnity.
"Youwei, you need to prepare clothes and bedding for Mr. Lin to change in prison. Tomorrow, go to the Arresting Departnt to apply for a visit, let Xia Zhu accompany you. You’re his fiancée, and Xia Zhu is his disciple. You are the closest to him, there’s no reason for the authorities to refuse your request!"
"Okay." Sun Youwei nodded. In crucial matters, she still lacked the ability to take responsibility, she was aware that she had much to improve. She needs to learn more in the future.
"Youwei, Mr. Lin is a man with great ambition. Following him, your future won’t be smooth sailing. You must grow quickly to match his pace." Yun saw things clearly; Sun Youwei had been well-protected, but such protection was not conducive to her growth.
Of course, she also hoped Sun Youwei could live a protected, worry-free life, but reality was harsh. Even in a small place like Qingping Town, it’s hard to settle down, let alone in a place like Dongshan City.
Besides various temptations, there are complex interpersonal relationships and dangers from all directions.
Even if you want to lie down and rest, others may not give you the chance.
Competition and struggle are omnipresent.
Yun had seen and learned from the business world happenings these past few months, which was far more exciting than the ten years of monotonous life before.
She had adapted and was forced to grow.
But Sun Youwei still stood still, or rather, her eyes had seen things, but her heart remained in the sa place, without growth.
As an elder, Yun needed to remind and urge Sun Youwei, she had to grow quickly; half of this family is hers.
If you don’t fight, don’t compete, in the end, others will fight and compete for it. Would you let it go because of high moral integrity?
The one nad Shi Yin in the residence, if not bound by slave status, would have expressed her feelings long ago.
No way!
A woman must be strong.
"With Mr. Lin absent, you must support this family for him. When he returns, he will realize that you are the person he most needs and cannot do without!"
Yun’s words greatly shocked Sun Youwei. She had never considered these aspects; she thought as long as Lin Miao trusted and cherished her, that was enough. Living as a simple person was fine, without needing to ponder such complicated and troubling matters.
Now, suddenly facing a small issue, she panicked, as if the household lost its core. If Yun hadn’t returned in ti to calm people’s hearts, she would’ve been like a headless fly, unsure of what to do!
With Lin Miao absent, she is the lady of the house, the matron, and must bear this responsibility.
She must fight side by side with her junior, to beco the person he can entrust everything to.
"Mrs. Yun, what should I do?" Sun Youwei asked.
"Bring out your matronly deanor, establish authority, and as long as you hold firm, everyone’s hearts will be steadied, then find evidence to clear Mr. Lin’s wrongful charges," Yun said.
"I understand. I’ll do what my junior did in the past, you think that’s okay?" Sun Youwei said.
"Yes, learn from Mr. Lin." Yun praised, Sun Youwei was indeed perceptive, grasping things quickly.
"Mrs. Yun, please gather everyone in the residence, before dinner I have sothing to say." Sun Youwei stood tall, emulating Lin Miao’s tone, and slightly tightened her face to command.
"Alright, do just that, establish your authority, if you can be a bit more natural, even better!"
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Regarding household matters, Lin Miao wasn’t too worried. Firstly, he sent Han Chunyang to relay ssages, ensuring most people stayed calm.
Moreover, he trusted his junior sister; as long as she didn’t panic, the situation would stabilize, with Yun and Si Miaoxue there.
If things got truly chaotic, she would surely step in; otherwise, facing him after getting out might an getting spanked.
In the dim prison, Han Chunyang specially arranged a candle stand, using premium white candles.
This treatnt wasn’t common in the Arresting Departnt’s great prison.
Due to the damp cold, he had a brazier prepared for warmth and boiling water, with tea leaves sent over by Feng Sheng.
Aside from the slightly poor environnt and restricted freedom, everything else wasn’t bad.
With nothing to do, Lin Miao cald himself and began transcribing the Book of Changes, as the philosophy in Zhou Yi was inseparable from traditional Chinese dicine.
If one could understand and grasp Zhou Yi, studying Chinese dicine would be much more effective.
This world lacks such a philosophical masterpiece to guide human progress; every academic field ends in philosophy.
Philosophy is the root of everything.
His initial understanding of the Book of Changes was shallow; for a young man, in a restless age, there was no focus to delve into this, and by the ti he was older and understood a bit, it was too late to study.
Life had many regrets; if given another chance to live, he really didn’t want to miss out.
Imprisonnt and studying the Book of Changes complented each other, if not for Heaven giving him a good mory, storing those classic contents in his mind, there would be no way to study it.
Far better than having an ’old grandpa’ in his mind, constantly being watched, lacking privacy was truly not fun.
Muttering words, hands continuously writing.
Unnoticed, ti passed.
"Sir Prefect, right here, watch your step..." Feng Sheng led the way, and Pei Jian, dressed in a black hooded cloak, quietly arrived at the Arresting Departnt’s great prison.
This was Pei Jian’s first visit to the Arresting Departnt’s great prison since taking office as the Dongshan Prefecture’s Prefect, and he was discreetly concealing his identity.
This excited Feng Sheng greatly, personally accompanying him.
"Where is the person?"
"Right ahead, I arranged a separate room for Mr. Lin, trying to et his requests." Feng Sheng replied.
"Alright, you don’t need to follow, I’ll go myself." Pei Jian stopped, allowing Zhuo Qingfeng to pass him the food box he brought.
Feng Sheng glanced at Zhuo Qingfeng, who nodded slightly to him, and Feng Sheng imdiately understood, nodding and halting his position.
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