The days when there is silver to be earned are naturally pleasing. Tang Qian leisurely sat in the carriage, watching the spring fields and estates. As the carriage approached within a mile of his own garden, to his surprise, there was construction happening on what used to be a large empty land, roughly estimated to be about ten acres.
Tang Qian pushed the carriage curtains open a bit more and looked carefully. Indeed, there were signs of construction, and what construction firm could this be with so many people?
He frowned slightly, looking at the scene. Could it be that another garden is going to be built here too?
With matters on his mind, Official Tang urged the carriage to speed up into the Four Seasons Scenery. As soon as he got off the carriage, Wang Dajiang, the steward of the Four Seasons Scenery, came up to him.
