A look of disdain crossed Bai Jinglie's face at the thought of his cousin from the Kuang family, who was living right in their rear courtyard.
Every time he returned to the mansion, this cousin always managed to corner him, forcing him to find an alternate route.
"Sigh... They say even an upright official can't settle family disputes. I can't issue an edict to rebuke her. But I would hate to see you truly forced into a post as a small official in the provinces."
"Actually, being a small official has its advantages. It would just be a nominal position, allowing me to travel far and wide and earn some more Silver Taels for us."
When Bai Jinglie recalled that the Marquis Wu'an Mansion had long been operating at a loss, he understood their motive for trying to place people by his side.
Not to mention the enormous dowry his mother, the former Lady Wu'an Hou, had left him, the glass he controlled now was enough to make most people green with envy.
