A reward?
Zhao Feng and Qin Li exchanged a glance.
Qin Li said calmly, "I haven't earned it, so I can't accept it."
After all, they were still newcomers and hadn't accomplished anything. If they rashly accepted this reward, who knew how much gossip it would stir up? Qin Li was cautious, but Zhao Feng reacted much more directly.
He craned his neck curiously. "What kind of reward?"
Xu Quan shook his head. "I don't know. The lord gave it to me and instructed me to deliver it to you personally, sir."
Zhao Feng stroked his beard and speculated, "Could it be gold?"
He had held an honorary post under the lord for a long time. Although his position at the time meant he hadn't had much contact with the inner circle, the lord was generous and had never deliberately kept things from him. Over time, Zhao Feng had figured out some of her preferences. She loved money.
She was generous to her subordinates and often handed out rewards, which came in all sorts of varieties, but gold and silver were rarely among them.
Even the New Year's lucky money was only a few copper coins.
Judging by the weight of the wooden box, could it be filled with gold and silver?
Qin Li smiled. "Would the lord be so vulgar?"
Those in high positions liked to show their regard and affection for their subordinates through rewards, but that didn't mean a more expensive item carried more weight. What mattered was the thought behind it! Gold and silver jewelry would seem far too perfunctory.
Beside them, Xu Quan nearly choked on his own spit.
If being vulgar meant having the freedom to reward people with gold and silver, the lord would probably be eager to take up the mantle. Other