Xiao Yeyang hadn't expected that Yan Wenxiu would really bring back a group of scholars for him.
Yan Wenxiu smiled, he hadn't anticipated that these scholars would be so keenly interested in Pinyin; he hardly had to persuade them, and they were willing to follow him to Xiliang.
Xiao Yeyang asked Defu to arrange accommodation for the scholars; it's the end of the year now, the coldest time, they mustn't let these scholars catch a cold.
"This Xiliang doesn't seem as poor as I imagined."
"Especially this area near Liangdu, it looks quite bustling, with every household immersed in strong New Year vibes."
"Right, did you notice? The roads in Liangdu City seem exceptionally flat, apparently built with something called cement."
"Yes, after the snow melts, there's no mud on the ground, but it's clean."
"Look at this, our lodging even has glass installed, the conditions are even better than in the Academy."
"Isn't that stating the obvious? We are, after all, guests of Prince Weiyuan."
