Gleaming Silver Bricks

Pan Yun first introduced her senior martial nephew to Cao Jixiang. "This is Wang Cong, my senior martial nephew and the future Temple Master of Sanqing Temple on Mount Sanqing. He was responsible for the mining of Japan's silver mountain this time. If not for him and Official Kuang Ping's proper organization, we could not have smelted two hundred thousand taels of silver in three months."

Cao Jixiang's gaze flickered slightly. After carefully sizing up Wang Cong, he smiled. "Truly a man of outstanding appearance and talent. Congratulations, Daoist Priestess Pan, for having someone to carry on your legacy."

Pan Yun smiled. "He is my Senior Brother's son and grew up in the temple. He was simply born with a life of toil; at such a young age, he already had to earn money to support his family. Fortunately, he was well versed in poetry and books and had not let his ambition fall away. I was willing to let him fight for this chance. If he succeeded, it would count as serving the country. If he failed, it would merely be a small hurdle in life."

She said, "I have handed all three ships under my command over to him. The affairs in Japan will also be entrusted to him in the future. I hope Official Cao will look after him."

The way Cao Jixiang looked at Wang Cong changed again. Smiling, he said, "No wonder he refused no matter what when I wished to board the ship and inspect the cargo just now. He is indeed steady and follows the rules. Daoist Priestess Pan truly has someone to carry on her legacy."

That was the second time he had said she had someone to carry on her legacy. Enough already, wasn't it?

Pan Yun felt it was enough.