Mr. Jing and His Little Husband

Chapter 95

Chapter 95: How Does One Know the Joy of Fish?

Since Dean Wen and his party left, Jing Yi returned to his office with a heavy heart, needing some time for contemplation.

Dean Wen was the one who discreetly delivered the notes to him, displaying remarkable skills that aligned with his mysterious and formidable background in the town.

Could he infer that the Wen family and the Huang family were allies, both serving the Crown Prince? Moreover, compared to Huang’s overt actions, Dean Wen now seemed to be covertly aiding the Crown Prince, making him more trustworthy.

Such speculation led him to believe that Dean Wen’s resignation from his official position years ago was intentional.

It was rumored that the Emperor’s health had been deteriorating in recent years, intensifying the competition among his three sons for the throne. While there used to be hidden undercurrents, now it was an open struggle, a fierce battle of wits and strength.

Jing Yi had no interest in getting involved in the princes’ power struggles. He had kept his distance from the Huang family, even separating their business dealings, conducting transactions in a buyout manner with no further involvement.

The Jing family was an ordinary business transformed from agriculture, not as deeply rooted as the Huang family, and certainly not as renowned as Dean Wen and his husband in Qing Prefecture. In the eyes of those in higher positions, Jing Yi was, at best, a relatively prominent ant, that could be easily crushed.

Although he didn’t want to get involved, since he had offered advice to the Huang family, he was undoubtedly categorized as aligned with the Crown Prince’s faction.

Despite the seemingly small town of Fuyang, it now appeared to have clear factions behind the scenes. For example, the Liu family was undoubtedly aligned with the Third Prince.

However, since he was already a grasshopper on a string, he was willing to provide some assistance from a safe distance from the power core, considering there was no danger. After all, he had high expectations for the Crown Prince.

The Crown Prince was the legitimate son of the Empress, even though she had passed away early. The Crown Prince’s maternal family, General Yue, had provided substantial support and education throughout his upbringing.

The Yue family had a long history of loyalty and patriotism, and General Yue deeply engraved the principles of serving the country and the people in the Crown Prince’s soul. Therefore, the Crown Prince was characterized by his upright character, combined with political acumen and strategic thinking.

In the eyes of Jing Yi, who had heard and read about multiple emperors in his past life, the Crown Prince was indeed an outstanding heir.

Having come to terms with the fact that he couldn’t delve too deep into the intricacies of the power struggle among the three princes, Jing Yi decided to focus on understanding the Crown Prince and ensuring that his immediate superior was reliable and capable. Knowing too much might only add unnecessary troubles.

Once he had this realization, Jing Yi continued to lead a carefree life as a small wealthy man. He believed that as long as he went with the flow, everything would naturally fall into place.

Little did he expect that things would take a turn so quickly.

After having lunch at the manor as usual with Chuxia, Jing Yi hurried back to the estate to resume his busy schedule. This afternoon, he needed to inspect the orchard. Winter had seen two snowfalls, and the young trees were susceptible to the cold. He had to check whether the transplanted fruit trees had been affected.

To his surprise, as he was finishing the orchard inspection, he spotted Dean Wen and his husband taking a stroll in the peach grove. Although the peach grove was right behind the accommodation area, the winter weather had left the ground frozen, and the trees were bare. Yet, the two cultured men seemed to be enjoying their leisurely walk.

“Dean Wen, Master Si Yuan, good afternoon. Did you enjoy your lunch?” Jing Yi greeted them, pretending to be unaware of any clandestine information regarding the message sender.

“Very much so. Thank you, Boss Jing. The warmth of the mortal world truly touches one’s heart,” Si Yuan replied, showing a much milder attitude, indicating that the lunch had indeed suited his taste.

“Boss Jing, you’ve been considerate. The food was delicious. My husband, with his discerning palate, rarely praises a meal. Your culinary skills are commendable. Haha, what is Boss Jing busy with?” Dean Wen started a casual conversation, pretending to be engaged in polite small talk after receiving a subtle glance from his husband.

“Just finished inspecting the orchard. Those fruit trees were planted just last September, and although they seem to have grown well, they are still young, and I’m concerned about them getting frozen,” Jing Yi explained.

“With Boss Jing’s meticulous care, it’s no wonder he can make big deals,” Dean Wen remarked. Then, seemingly casually, he inquired, “By the way, how is the military chess game in the study arranged? How is victory and defeat determined? Could Boss Jing kindly enlighten us?”

Jing Yi couldn’t help but find it amusing. The rules for the military chess were clearly stated beside the board. Wasn’t an Imperial Scholar like him capable of understanding that? Besides, each steward had been educated on various games within the estate.

This move by Dean Wen indicated that he had other intentions. If he could, he might as well engrave “I have something to discuss with you” on his forehead.

Jing Yi had no choice but to join him for a chat.

“Of course, Dean Wen, Master Si Yuan, please!” he replied, instructing the two villagers to go back to work while he accompanied the esteemed guests into the Peach and Plum Pavilion.

“You can talk; I’ll have Ming Yan bring in tea later,” Si Yuan said, aware that his spouse had official matters to attend to. He excused himself and left.

Once Si Yuan had the tea brought in, he left the room and Dean Wen began the conversation.

He believed this apology and declaration of intent would be very satisfying to the Crown Prince.

“Hmm!” With Chuxia’s grunt, Jing Yi was brought back to reality. At the same time, he felt a little hand and foot kicking.

It was as if the little baby was complaining that his father and mother had ignored him for so long. Was he not cute anymore?

“Alright, I’ll play with you right away. Today, I’ll sing ‘Tian mi mi’ for you. Besides you and your mother, I usually don’t sing it for anyone else! But don’t kick your mother again. Otherwise, after you come out, I might spank your little bottom!” Jing Yi playfully threatened like paper tiger.

Chuxia smiled as he watched Jing Yi chat with the baby in his belly, with words and gentle kicks exchanged. The scene was filled with joy. In this tranquil time, who knows the happiness of a fish except the fish itself?

Here are the english translation of the song tian mi mi...

As sweet as honey

your smile is so sweet as honey

just like the way flowers bloom

in the spring breeze

in the spring breeze

i wonder where on earth

where on earth i’ve seen you?

your smile is so familiar to me

but i still can not remember where!

Ah..... in my dreams!!!

in my dreams ,

in my dreams i’ve met you

with your smile that is so sweet,

so sweet as honey

It is you,

It is you,

the one i saw

in my dreams

i wonder where on earth

where on earth i’ve seen you?

your smile is so familiar to me

but i still can not remember where!

Ah..... in my dreams