[Chapters 1-19 rewritten]
Ji Tong saved a man, a refined and elegant young master from a prominent family. Then he said he wanted to repay her with himself!
Ji Tong: Is this how you repay a kindness?
Then her marriage-hungry parents married her off!
Ji Tong: ...
And just like that, she went from a country girl to the wife of a nobleman.
But none of that was the point. The point was that her noble husband split from his family and struck out on his own; the point was that after going solo, he rose rapidly through the ranks and became prime minister; the point was that her husband argued with the emperor, flung down his official hat in court, resigned, and announced he was going to farm!
From the day she saved him until now, Ji Tong has been left speechless by her husband's one outrageous move after another:
Then Ji Tong decided to follow her husband wherever he went, and went farming with him.
The mountains are high and the waters long. Some hide away in the countryside, others in the city. The orioles sing among the lush greenery: has the young lord returned?
One day, Xie Heng found Ji Tong crouching in the flower shed, counting on her fingers and muttering to herself.
Xie Heng asked curiously, "Erniang, what are you doing?"
Ji Tong said, "Look, dear, people have been coming every day lately to persuade you to return to office. The Grand Tutor came the day before yesterday, and a prince came yesterday. I wonder who it'll be today?"
"..."
Please note:
1. A transmigration-before-birth, married-life story, starting five years into the marriage. No political scheming, domestic intrigue, or raising children. It's all about traveling, enjoying the scenery, and growing flowers. The writing is light and the logic is not always airtight.
2. This is entirely fictional, made up from start to finish. References on flower cultivation will be cited.
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Theme: History is made by countless people, starting with the people themselves
