Jiang Zhencang shook his head, not even bothering to pay attention to the grumpy old man any longer. He rarely relaxed enough to enjoy some "low-quality wine" while listening to the discussions happening at the dining tables around him.
Some were talking about business, others were discussing education, mentioning how certain children from certain families had been admitted to the Town Academy, and some had even been accepted into the Wang Family School.
Emperor Longchang had one thing right; the voices from the common folk were indeed the most genuine.
Jiang Zhencang had devoted his life to selflessly protecting Da Qian and bearing the responsibility of safeguarding the Human race. Wasn't his desire for Da Qian and the Human race to flourish?