When Miao Wan'er had said this much,
Ma Nanfeng and Miao Yunhu could not help exchanging a glance, then both fell into thought.
A moment later, Ma Nanfeng gritted her teeth and nodded sharply.
"As long as it can truly be done this time—as long as Wan'er can be like that Huang Yun'er and stay by old Mr. Sima Dongming's side to learn chess from him—then take good care of old Mr. Sima Dongming and build a solid relationship with him! Your father's official position will certainly soar like a roc riding the wind. Even compared with your uncles, he definitely will not fall short!
"If we can achieve that, then never mind the tens of thousands of taels of silver needed to purchase sixty or seventy pieces of rare jade. Even if I, Ma Nanfeng, must spend every last bit of the family savings, I will not feel the slightest regret! This sort of investment will surely bring returns tenfold, even a hundredfold!"
Miao Yunhu, standing nearby, frowned at those words.
By nature, he had never been willing to curry favor with the powerful. Even his marriage to Ma Nanfeng, a woman of no small standing, had not been something he had actively pursued. Yet in the more than twenty years since their marriage, his failure to advance in office had earned him Ma Nanfeng's daily cold mockery and biting sarcasm. He truly had had enough of it.
After several breaths of silence, Miao Yunhu spoke with a furrowed brow. "If Wan'er can truly be like Huang Yun'er, following old Mr. Sima Dongming to learn chess and the ways of conducting oneself, then naturally that would be excellent! But Wan'er, are you certain that after gathering these treasures and giving them to Huang Yun'er, this can really be accomplished?