She quickly clammed up, not daring to say another bad word about An Jiuyue.
Her grandson had already been stripped of his scholar status; if it happened again, it might be their heads next, right?
"So what do we do now, Que'er? Why don't you take some money and try to pull some strings at the county government?" she suggested, thinking they should at least try something else.
"No..."
An Que instinctively wanted to say it was unnecessary, it wouldn't help.
But just as he was about to speak, a glint appeared in his eyes. Now that he was no longer a scholar, his future career path was ruined. With Old Lady An's mercenary nature, a grandson with no value would likely be ignored by her in the future.
He needed to get as much money as he could while Old Lady An was still unaware of the situation.
Money is only truly his if it's in his hands. If it stayed with Old Lady An, who knows when she might decide to invest in another grandson?
