Farm Girl Turns Everything Around: Sly Husband, Let's Farm-Chapter 1633 - 1632: Yang Wenxiao’s Ambition

When Yang Wenxiao uttered these words, Qiao Xiaomai recalled what Bei Lingsu had said earlier: to atone for the sins committed by Bei Yun, she needed to treat tens of thousands of people free of charge.

Now that the apprentices Bei Lingsu was training had graduated, she had some free time daily. Since this had already been published in the newspapers, it indeed wouldn’t be proper to exclude people suffering from other illnesses.

Due to Bei Yun’s situation, Bei Lingsu couldn’t leave the Capital City. Now, letting those patients come to the Capital, with Bei Lingsu treating those needing medicinal materials and Xiaomai taking care of those needing Floral Dew for recuperation—it all worked quite well.

"What you said makes sense." Qiao Xiaomai nodded.

"Also, it’s already winter, and there’s not much time left until New Year. There’s no need to exhaust the entire Daqi; just spreading the word around the Capital City would suffice," Yang Wenxiao added.

According to his plans, this year he was determined to launch a campaign against Yuchi Country. However, based on the information returned by the scouts, the current situation wasn’t suitable for mobilizing troops.

But that was only the current status. The political climate suggested that a conflict could erupt at any moment, though it could also drag on indefinitely.

Given such circumstances, bringing all the sick individuals across Daqi to the Capital wasn’t a very sound idea.

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Qiao Xiaomai listened to his words, suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and nodded in agreement.

This way, the number of people she could help would be limited...

With just this tiny bit of goodwill, how could she possibly activate the Divine Liquid?

Currently, the Divine Liquid hadn’t budged at all. She attempted every day, but each day ended in disappointment. The Divine Liquid seemed stuck, as if glued in place, no matter how hard she tried to extract it.

Thinking things over, she asked, "Then can I transport the Floral Dew to various places through Jiwei Ju? Let the local branches of Jiwei Ju handle it, and once those who receive the Floral Dew have restored their health, they can work either at Jiwei Ju or at Field Manor."

"Let Jiwei Ju handle this?" Yang Wenxiao raised an eyebrow.

"Yes."

"Why are you so persistent about this?" Yang Wenxiao asked with a hint of doubt.

"Building goodwill, of course! I took so much silver earlier; those wealthy folks probably hate me to the core. To save my skin, I have no choice but to align with people in my same social class." Qiao Xiaomai said uneasily.

Yang Wenxiao replied, "...You should be aligning with me. Those poor people can’t protect you. Besides, you’re not of the same class as them; you’re a baroness."

"I know, but I just want to do something good. Whenever I think of that pitiful grandmother and granddaughter, my heart aches terribly. And it might also attract some affluent individuals. When these wealthy folks see the poor receiving Floral Dew for free, they might decide to come work at Field Manor as well." Qiao Xiaomai concocted a far-fetched reasoning.

Actually, the matter is somewhat sensitive, as it relates to "reputation."

When one’s reputation rises high enough, it becomes much easier to rally support for any endeavor.

Due to her and Tong Sanlang’s inherently sensitive identities, if she were to build goodwill among the poor, it might give rise to Yang Wenxiao’s suspicions.

Life isn’t easy; living in ancient times is particularly challenging.

She sighed inwardly and changed her approach, "Why don’t you handle this matter instead? Just say you bought some Floral Dew from me and plan to distribute it to the impoverished for free?"

"In this way, they wouldn’t need to sell themselves, and you could enhance your reputation."

It was better to hand over this sensitive issue to Yang Wenxiao.

Yang Wenxiao mulled over her words carefully for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

He was an ambitious man. He didn’t just want to build roads and canals; he wanted the people to live good lives as well.

If they fell ill, the Court would subsidize their medical expenses.

If they were poor, the Court would provide them with food.

If they grew old, the Court would assist them in retirement.