"To stay decent in Capital Jingcheng! As long as you earnestly be an official in the Six Ministries, you will rise eventually!" Fang Li retorted; his father had considered sending Dalang to the outer areas, influenced by what Pei Qin and her group had suggested.
Grandma Fang barked angrily, "Shut your mouth! As a capital official, do you really expect to rise? Isn't it thanks to Qinqin and her group!? If not for Qinqin inventing the hand-cranked threshing machine, Dalang wouldn't have been promoted to Sixth Rank. By being assigned outside, serving as an officer for a few years and then returning to Jingcheng, he will indeed get promoted."
"Isn't the Shen family very influential? Dalang is also on good terms with Young Master Shen; how could he not rise!" Fang Li insisted stubbornly.
"You think the Shen family would help you without Qinqin!" scolded Grandma Fang.
