Why Did Little Yu Think Of Listening to This?

She said it self-righteously, as if this was what she should do.

Bai Xianyu frowned. "Grandmother, as far as I know, Uncle is only a basic scholar currently. How can my Third Brother decide to promote him to an official, not to mention helping Cousin find one."

Old Madam could not listen at all. "What do you know? Which official in Qingzhou doesn't have a few relatives to help him?"

Qingzhou was just a small place. The Emperor was as far away as the sky, and among the officials, many shielded each other. Old Madam's horizons and ideas were still stuck in what she had seen in Qingzhou in the past.

Bai Xianyu said, "If Grandmother doesn't believe me, you can go and ask Third Brother yourself. I won't speak up for them."

When Old Madam heard this, she narrowed her eyes. She was afraid that Yuan'er would not agree. Ever since Yuan'er was promoted to an official, he had become more and more cold to her, but he would definitely listen to Bai Xianyu.