"Uncle Tan?"
A trace of confusion crossed Zheng Yu's face.
He had worked at the Censorate back then and had even impeached Qi Shan, so he naturally knew the family background and general connections of this founding minister. Chancellor Qi didn't seem to have any relatives surnamed Tan. What was strange was that after recovering his memories of his previous life and carefully sorting through this life, he'd unexpectedly discovered that Qi Miao had gained a frequently contacted "Uncle Tan." The two exchanged letters so often that Charity Hall received several every day.
Zheng Yu had even delivered letters to Qi Miao twice.
Both times, the sender had been him.
Zheng Yu quietly asked Qi Miao, "Is he having trouble getting married too?"
What he really wanted to say was, Don't bully an old man.
Since he was the same generation as Chancellor Qi, he was probably nearing sixty. If "Uncle Tan" was also a Literary Scholar or Martial Gall Warrior, then his looks and physique would be in their prime. But if he was an ordinary person, he was already halfway into the grave... At that age, he couldn't take much more.
Qi Shan: "..."
Qi Miao pretended to cough. "Not exactly."
Uncle Tan's situation made it impossible for him to marry and have children, though his reincarnated self still had a chance. But Qi Miao hadn't meant that "Uncle Tan was an old bachelor people ought to worry about." What she meant was, "Uncle Tan's busy with the Sacred Hall's Xinglin Physician assessment. He's preparing for his fourth attempt."
Uncle Tan had been writing to her frequently lately to ask for tips on the assessment. From the letters, he seemed to have been in a somewhat abnormal state of mind. Qi Miao fully understood. Back when she took