Even after waiting for a long time, Fu Qiuning and the others did not come out of their rooms. There was really no reason for the ladies to explore the darkened courtyard or even to look outside. Jin Changfeng and Jin Changjiao had finished their homework earlier and were no longer in the study room. The children were, in fact, peacefully sleeping in their own rooms under Aunt Yu's care. There was absolutely no reason for Fu Qiuning or Yu Jie to come out to the courtyard.
After waiting for a whole two hours, seeing no one come out to witness his performance, Yang Ming felt helpless. Finally, he had no choice but to float down from the wall and let out a shrill ghostly cry before floating back to the top of the roof.
As expected, this ghostly cry caught Fu Qiuning's attention. It also frightened everyone within Night Breeze Pavilion who had not yet fallen asleep. However, instead of running out to investigate the source of the mournful cry, [1] the servants all huddled together under their sheets, not even daring to say anything. The more timid ones even covered their heads with their blankets like hunted pheasants.
What a pity that Fu Qiuning was not one of these people. Not only that, she had always felt that this series of unexpected events was just too odd. Thus, ignoring Yu Jie's pitiful pleas, she shrugged on a silver-red cloak and stepped out of the house.
Yu Jie was indeed very frightened. However, she was even more frightened to think what the Master would do to her if she allowed the Madam to confront a g-ghost on her own. Therefore, she grabbed Fu Qiuning's hand and trembled like jelly as she shuffled after her mistress. In fact, rather than saying she was there to protect her mistress, it was more like the Madam was protecting her.
"Which wronged soul is wandering around here now? Didn't we already burn some paper money earlier?" Fu Qiuning mused as she walked into the courtyard. The cry just now was indeed very ghostly. Well, at least she was fairly sure it was not the wind. Aside from the fact that she had never heard the wind make such high-pitched sounds, there was almost no breeze that night. Especially during that spring season.
Yang Ming worked very hard and floated before them once more, pitching his voice high and warbling sadly, "Resentful death… resentful death, ah…"
As he warbled piteously, Yang Ming went 'pei pei pei' inside his heart, grumbling: God in heaven, ah. Please, please understand that I am just playing a role and not cursing myself, ah. No matter what, please don't let me die a resentful death… pei pei pei, this crow's beak…
"Resentful death?" Fu Qiuning frowned. She thought: Could this be the soul of the previously drowned concubine? Hmmm… [1]
"So what if you died a resentful death? Are you here because you need my help? Are you short of travelling money or need something else? So long as I can help, I will do my best,"
Aih, as a fellow woman, if I can help you, this poor wronged woman in this male chauvinist era, I will do my best.
Wh-what is going on? Help a ghost? Yang Ming nearly lost his footing and slipped off the tree. He thought: I have certainly learned a lot today. To think that there is such a woman in this world…
He turned towards the roof where the Young Marquis had hidden. The man was [1] clinging to the side of the roof desperately, obviously having lost his balance after hearing his wife's outrageous words.
"Resentful death, ah… resentful death…" Yang Ming had no idea what else to do. He could only repeat his one line desperately in an increasingly high-pitched voice.
"What's the use of you shouting here? Do you think you'll get to rest in peace after shouting for a bit?" Fu Qiuning was starting to feel annoyed. This fellow's performance was rather limited. If they had come here to perform, shouldn't they put their heart and soul into it? Also, did you come here just to frighten people? I may not be afraid of you, but the servants here are literally shivering with fear, ah. Leave aside the superstitious ancient people, even in the modern era, there are more people who are afraid of ghosts than not, you know?
Yang Ming was on the verge of tears. He thought: If I don't shout, what should I do, ah? Master, why won't you tell me what to do through some secret voice transmission or something? Oh, that's right, if the Young Marquis had this skill, he would probably play the flying ghost himself.
Just as Yang Ming was contemplating banging his head against the tree [1] and becoming an actual resentful ghost, he found that Fu Qiuning had sat down on the steps. She sighed and said, "I know, you must be that resentful ghost from this courtyard, right?"
Yang Ming: What? There are resentful souls inside Night Breeze Pavilion? No, wait, since the Madam had offered up such an excellent reason for his existence, there was no reason not to take it up. Therefore he quickly nodded and screeched, "Tis I—- resentful death, ah—-"
"Don't shout, didn't I say so earlier? Would shouting lead to a peaceful death?" Fu Qiuning interrupted crossly. Suddenly, she looked contemplative. She turned to Yu Jie and said, "Yu Jie, take a look at the ghost. Can you tell what kind of ghost she is?"
So long as there is one level-headed person to take charge of the situation, the people around would also gain some courage through osmosis. At the very least, Yu Jie was no longer as frightened as before. She carefully looked over the ghost and said doubtfully, "From that long tongue… I guess she must be a hanged ghost?"
Yang Ming felt a deep sense of desperation. It's so scary to play a ghost, ah. If he continued down this road, it was unclear who would end up traumatized.
However, since the Young Marquis had no intention of giving up the 'mission', and Yang Ming was [1] too ashamed to run away without at least doing his best. Therefore, he could only brace himself, and bobbed up and down on the branch like a spectre, hoping that this would be enough to frighten the ladies.
"Are you really the ghost of the former mistress of this place?" Fu Qiuning sounded really doubtful.
[1] "… …" he stopped bobbing.
"That's not right, ah. Didn't the former concubine here die from drowning? Wouldn't she appear as a water ghost?" Fu Qiuning muttered to herself.
"… …" Yang Ming was confused. What former mistress? What former concubine? Drowning? Why are we talking about drowning now? Yang Ming's nature as an Imperial Guard with nothing to do but eavesdrop and gossip about his masters was suddenly bristling with curiosity. To think that such an interesting thing happened in this place, ah!
"Ah, you must be another lost ghost. Is there a migration of ghosts or something? Well, I don't think you belong here at all, ah, Miss Ghost. So please be on your way. If you need money, we can burn some for you too."
[1] "!" I'm… a lost ghost now? When did this happen, ah!? Ah, but if I'm a lost ghost, surely it would not look weird if I were to retreat now?
He cast a subtle glance at the roof where the Young Marquis was supposed to be hiding, but found that his employer was no longer there. He thought: Is this… a signal to retreat? Yes, it must be. Now that matters had arrived at that point, it was better to take the opportunity to escape while he could.
Thus, with a slight tap of his foot, and a 'whoosh', Yang Ming disappeared.
"Madam… she- she's left? Just like that?" Yu Jie stared with wide eyes at the spot where the ghost had been floating at. "Could it be that she had really come to the wrong place?" Then, turning glittering eyes at her mistress, she gushed, "My Madam is too incredible. To drive a ghost away with just a few words… that's a ghost, ah! An actual ghost, ah!"
Fu Qiuning was not quite as impressed with herself as Yu Jie. After seeing the ghost fly away, she thought: Why is this ghost so active? Here I thought ghosts prefer to slowly float around… [2b]
Finally, she dismissed the thought and turned to Yu Jie, "If you're scared, you can sleep with me."
As they move back to the room, Fu Qiuning could not help but ponder over the matter a little more. [1a] The early snake incident, the whooshing ghosts yesterday and the appearance of the hanging ghost today…
[1a] Even after they went to bed, Fu Qiuning spent a little more time staring at the ceiling, trying to decide the best course of action to take before ultimately rolling her eyes and turning to her side to sleep. Whatever, let's just continue to play dumb. After all, as the saying goes 'One cannot wake a person faking sleep' [4], so long as she keeps pretending ignorance, no one could call her out on it. Yes, let's just keep playing dumb and observe the farce of this man's so-called promise. At this point, it is impossible for her to be disappointed with such a man, let's just observe how far he is willing to sink.
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The next day, news about a ghost appearing at Night Breeze Pavilion began to spread. Yu Jie naturally would not spare an opportunity to brag about her mistress' prowess, especially against a supernatural being. Her descriptions were especially vivid and colourful as she retold the tale to servants who have not seen the event with their own eyes. The listeners listened with such shocked amazement that their jaws nearly fell off their faces.
Consequently, when Jin Fengju finally entered Night Breeze Pavilion the next evening, he listlessly listened as the servants cheerfully chattered about last night's events with each other.
Even so, [1b] Jin Fengju still played out his role and dramatically declared, "What? A ghost in Night Breeze Pavilion?" The Young Marquis frowned and said in a serious tone, "You are sure? How could a ghost suddenly appear? Could it be that this place is too inauspicious?"
The two servants he had been speaking with suddenly puffed up their chests, "No worries, no worries, there is no need for Young Marquis to worry. That ghost, ah. Second Madam spoke to it twice and it immediately fled away. Therefore, we are not afraid at all. The Fengshui at Night Breeze Pavilion is very good. We are certain it must be very auspicious. Otherwise, how could it cultivate such a clever and brave Madam and two little masters?"
Jin Fengju could not cough out the blood in his chest without looking suspicious and nearly caused himself some internal damage. He had no idea that the impact of Fu Qiuning's direct approach would be so strong. For a moment, he had no idea how to verbalise the words roiling in his stomach. Privately, he cursed Yang Ming, thinking: Yang Ming, don't tell me you're actually a donkey in your past life? Qiuning tells you that you've gone the wrong way and you really pretended to have stepped into the wrong courtyard, but how did it turn into you fleeing away, ah? Heavens, ah. You've even managed to pull down a ghost's face, ah.
As he privately gritted his teeth, he continued on his way and stepped into the living room. Fu Qiuning [3a] was sitting at the table, reading. Seeing him stepping in, she lowered the book and greeted, "The Young Marquis is here? Yu Jie, tea."
Ignoring everything else, Jin Fengju asked, "What are you reading?" This was the first time he saw Fu Qiuning with a book. Generally, she would be doing some kind of needlework or embroidery. Therefore, he was a little curious.
"Just some anecdotes about the fantastic," said Fu Qiuning [3a] as she tapped the book with her finger.
Jin Fengju nodded. Then, in a serious tone, said, "I heard that a ghost appeared at Night Breeze Pavilion. Just what is going on?"
"Well, according to the book, though ghosts do exist in this world, they could only be seen under special circumstances. Such as when yin-yang energy collides. Most ghostly anecdotes were just people playing dress-up and pranking other people. Furthermore, tsk, a lot of incidents are due to a person's conscience. The so-called 'harbouring ghosts in their hearts', made them see 'ghosts'. What does the Young Marquis think?"
As Fu Qiuning spoke, Yu Jie continued to set the table up for tea. [3b] Even as the tea and snacks were being set up, Fu Qiuning's eyes never left Jin Fengju's face.
It was unclear whether it was really an attack of the conscience or, as Fu Qiuning put it, him 'harbouring ghosts in his heart', but Jin Fengju had the impression that Fu Qiuning's eyes were piercing through him. His heart thumped, but, [1] like a true politician, his expression did not waver. He even smiled and said, "Qiuning is right. There are many cases of people frightening themselves. However, I must say that the servants here have really been influenced by you. Each one of them is quite courageous."
Fu Qiuning's smiled gently, her eyes moving from Jin Fengju to look at Jin Ming. However, how could a follower of the illustrious Young Marquis be so easily bullied? After all, he had followed this master through many life-and-death situations. Even as Jin Ming's heart started to pick up the pace, his face remained calm. However, if he could see himself right now, he would have ordered himself to appear less tense.
[Gumihou: I enjoyed this, hohohohoho. Also, this is the main reason why I have been yeeting AR Qiuning. Can you imagine 'AR kyaa kyaa~ tee hee~' Qiuning behaving like the above?]
[1] Add detail – just random stuff for dramatic purposes
[1a] Added details to lead FQN's thoughts in the right direction. There's a feeling as though the author is playing chicken with FQN's IQ, wanting her to be intelligent but not so intelligent.
The lines in this note perfectly explain Fu Qiuning's actions without resorting to spirit possession. AR 'kyaa kyaa' Qiuning is really not needed here.
[1b] Solo Drama time for surname Jin
[2] Deleted:
[2a] Deleted 'If it's me, I'd be angered sick, humph!', like, dude, way to hand ammunition to the enemy…
[2b] Deleted a bunch of pointless thoughts about 'Nyeh? Ghosts go whoosh? Why? Hm? Don't they float?'
[3] Replacements:
[3a] In place of a 'immediately got up and beam, very happy, yay! AR Qiuning', replaced her with a suspicious FQN as per [1a] [3b] Replace 'FQN took over pouring tea' with 'FQN sitting in place and staring holes into JFJ'. Also, she remained seated and did not smile or beam at JFJ. The atmosphere that the author is going for cannot be created if there are too many 'jumping up' and 'smiling happily at the other'.
[4] 'One cannot wake a person faking sleep'
I made up this idiom myself, found this saying when scrolling through one of those summaries of movies. A girl was raped while her boyfriend was 'sleeping soundly' next to her. Later, she realised that the boyfriend must be faking sleep, because only a person faking sleep could not be woken up. Just like a person faking dumb could not be 'enlightened'.
"The Young Marquis must have been very diligent these past few days. The dark circles under your eyes looked like they have been painted on." [1a]
To Jin Fengju, the smiling yet not smiling expression on Fu Qiuning's face caused sweat to bead up on his forehead. With a cough, he quickly took over the conversation by saying, "Indeed, things had been a little busy. I confess, I worry over many things. For example, yourself, Qiuning. Knowing that you are here remains a great worry for me. It is only when you are willing to move to Elegant Mansion that I can finally let go of this stone in my heart. Aih."
[2a] "… …" should she even bother to comment on this ridiculous statement?
When the silence had stretched from awkward to painful, she said, "The situation at Night Breeze Pavilion has been rather odd lately." She [3a] tapped her finger on the book. "First, the snakes. Generally, snakes can only be seen in another half a month. Following the snake incident, it was the two days of ghostly incidents. Speaking of ghosts, [3b] the one from last night appears to have died by hanging. That poor thing must have suffered a lot and has forgotten the culprit who killed it. Of course, it is possible that committing suicide had muddled her head. Though I can't say that she did not die here, [2b] as I had nearly become a hanging ghost of Night Breeze Pavilion myself…"
Jin Fengju's expression remained frozen in place even as sweat popped up all over his body. [2b] When Fu Qiuning reached the part about nearly becoming a hanging ghost, he could not stand it anymore. However, he knew that he could not address the matter without making himself look bad, therefore, he could only nod and address the first part of her statement, "Qiuning is right. It is quite unusual. However, this shows that Night Breeze Pavilion is not safe, how about…"
He was suddenly blinded by a brilliant smile from Fu Qiuning. "What about it? In this humble woman's opinion, things are so much more lively and interesting like this. Indeed, I must thank the Young Marquis for sending the servants. Now that I think back on it, this place was quite desolate. However, it is different now. I am even more comfortable than before. Therefore, there is no need for the Young Marquis to worry."
"… …" Jin Fengju sighed a long sigh. He understood that, regardless of whether Fu Qiuning had seen through his ridiculous schemes, it was about time to wrap up this operation.
"Will Lord Husband be working tonight?" Fu Qiuning refilled his teacup for him. [3c]
As expected, Jin Fengju gritted his teeth and snarled, "No, I have neglected my beloved wife for too long. I should shower you with some tender care."
[3c] Fu Qiuning's hands halted just before the teapot touched the table. However, she managed to gracefully set it down and demurely say, "But of course." [1b] [3c] That night, Jin Fengju took out his frustration on Fu Qiuning the only way he could.
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Jin Fengju finally admitted defeat. He could not think of a good way to [4] pry Fu Qiuning out of Night Breeze Pavilion without looking like a villain. A villain incapable of keeping a simple promise. He had no idea why Qiuning would be so hung up on that promise. So, what if he did not keep his original promise? That promise was made long before he got to know Fu Qiuning, therefore it should not be counted at all! However, Fu Qiuning had to keep throwing that promise between them, making it difficult for Jin Fengju to show true love and appreciation for his wife.
In the end, he consulted the Old Madam. The old lady listened to his tale with wide eyes, struck dumb by the miserable endings of his schemes. Finally, she could only offer one piece of advice to her beloved grandson. "Wanying has always been a shrewd one. Why not have her help you think of a way? Still, there is no need to rush things. From what you say, it is entirely possible that Qiuning has seen through your schemes. If you force the matter too much, things would not end well. Aih, I, your grandmother, have lived this long, but this is the first time I encounter such a woman. As a Young Marquis, there is really no need for you to yield to her. However, since you have her in your heart, your hands have been unfortunately bound."
Thus, Jin Fengju thought of how he had snubbed Jiang Wanying these past few days and how the two little children had spilt their tears on his shoulders. Although he was very sure that Jiang Wanying must have incited the children to come crying at him, he still felt distressed for them. Therefore, he paid a visit to Clear Soft Pavilion. Even so, his attitude was still a little cool, saying something to the effect of 'Since Jiang Wanying is the one who caused this mess, you may redeem yourself by finding a way to move Fu Qiuning out of Night Breeze Pavilion, otherwise, I will not forgive you'.
Jiang Wanying had really eaten a great loss this time. However, she still counted herself fortunate. This meant her cousin had finally decided to let matters go. As to whether Fu Qiuning could be moved out of Night Breeze Pavilion, she could still observe things for the moment. Therefore, all urgent matters could be set aside.
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Time marched along steadily and half a month passed.
Jin Pengzhan finally went to Jiangnan to take up his post. Before he left, Jin Fengju and Jin Luanfeng each gave him a red packet worth 10,000 silver taels each. Needless to say, the two brothers were sending the same message to him: Our family has plenty of money, never covet the salt merchant's wealth or be seduced by their black-hearted enticement.
Nothing was explicitly mentioned, but the message was conveyed and received.
In the end, Liu'shi left her two children at the estate and went with her husband to the south along with a few concubines, among them, Concubine Han and Concubine Ming Yan. This was because Liu'shi did not feel that she could entrust the children with them. Fortunately, the children had grown up and were now living with Old Madam Jin at Health & Longevity Court under the care of some excellent servants.
On this day, the moment Jin Fengju left morning court, Prince Rong grabbed his arm
[5]
"No matter what, I will not let go unless Jin Fengju visits the palace with me. Otherwise, I will not acknowledge you as my brother-in-law anymore!"
Helpless, Jin Fengju thought that he should go and have a look. After all, Elder Sister was not an unreasonable person, so why was she so stubborn this time? Moreover, Brother-in-law was a prince, so, what more could she want? If news about her jealous attitude spread, it would be difficult to explain to the emperor and empress.
[5]
Just as he was about to leave with Prince Rong, one of Jin Yu's personal servants came rushing over on a horse. Before even getting off the horse, he shouted, "Marquis, you… you must return quickly. Something major happened at the estate!"
"What is it? What happened?" Jin Fengju went pale. From the servant's countenance alone, he could tell that this 'major happening' could not be a good thing."
"M-madam Aunt was on her way back to the Capital when the entire family encountered robbers. I heard that Sir Feng and Young Sir Feng were killed on the spot. As for Madam Aunt and the young ladies, their fate is still unknown. Old Madam had fainted away, Second Elder Madam is crying so much that she had turned into a figurine, Second Old Master has gone to the suburbs to look for them. Old Master wants you to rush home, Master Feng had already sent people to inquire into the matter."
"Brother-in-law…" Jin Fengju had barely uttered the first words, but Prince Rong already understood. He hastily said, "You should quickly go, I shall also have people inquire into the matter."
He was still speaking, but Jin Fengju had already leapt onto the horse and rode away, Jin Ming desperately running after him. There was only the servant boy left, and after giving his message, he was so exhausted that he could only sit under the wall and gasp for breath.
Jin Fengju got off the horse at the estate gate. At that time, dark clouds could be seen gathering above the estate, and weeping could be heard from the surroundings from time to time. Jin Yanfang was a very good person, a warm and generous girl loved by many. When they heard that she had suffered such a catastrophic disaster, many could not help but shed tears for her misfortune. After all, they all knew, now that she had fallen into the hands of bandits, as a woman, surely nothing good would come out of it?
As he hurried over to Health & Longevity Court, he could hear loud crying from the inside.
Jin Yu was also there. His mother and sister-in-law were all crying to the point of paralysis. Even the duke had no idea what to do under those circumstances. When he saw his son, the old man breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "Fengju, you are the only one we can depend on now. Think, do you have any good plan on how to handle this?"
When Madam Fang saw Jin Fengju, she rushed over and cried, "Fengju… Fengju, ah… hurry, you must hurry and think of a way to save Yanfang, she is my only daughter, ah…"
Seeing her so devastated, Jin Fengju also felt sad. He quickly supported her and said, "Second Aunt, you must take care of yourself. I swear, so long as Sister Fang is alive, no matter what… misfortune she may encounter, so long as we can rescue her, your nephew will not spare a single effort. In the future, so long as she remains within this estate, no one will be allowed to slight her. This nephew swears to shelter her from all wind and storm, and allow her to live the rest of her life in peace and good fortune."
This speech appeared overly lofty, moreover, it was not something that ought to be said by Jin Fengju.
The truth of the matter was, even once Jin Yanfang was rescued, she should naturally reside at Jin Shi's estate, and her fate to be decided by her parents. Naturally, Jin Fengju understood this matter very well. However, he also knew that this was the only thing that could placate Madam Fang. Sir Feng and his son had died a tragic death, however, the women's fates were still unknown. Even if no one said anything, they all understood it. In the future, even should this daughter be rescued from the clutches of bandits, she would no longer have the will to live. Should she refuse to die, to protect the family's noble status, they must force her to die. Her fate would be similar to Fu Qiuning's should she return to her maternal family after being divorced.
Therefore, what Madam Fang was most anxious about now was not her daughter's life. Since she was not killed, it meant that she was still alive. Therefore, with the Jin family's power, rescuing her was not impossible. The thing that was most concerned about was what would happen once her daughter was rescued back.
As a loving mother, she naturally wished for her daughter to live well. However, she did not even have the confidence to persuade her own husband to spare their beloved child. After all, as someone who grew up in a noble house, and married into one, she understood that as people born into 'centuries-old gentry', everyone must be prepared to sacrifice their lives for family and honour. Especially for women who had lost their virginity.
This single line from Jin Fengju eased all of Madam Fang's worries. Right now, as the linchpin of the Jin family, despite his young age, the fact that he was her nephew and a whole generation lower than herself, everyone in the family, including his father, uncle, even his elder brother and sister, had to listen when he spoke. If he said that he would protect Jin Yangfang, even his father and uncle would have to give him some face. In short, her daughter's life finally had some guarantee. What's more, neither her brother-in-law nor her husband were hard-hearted people. With Jin Fengju around to speak up for Jin Yangfang, it was possible that they would be happy to go with the flow.
After comforting Madam Fang, Jin Fengju approached his mother. Although Madam Jiang was not as devastated as Madam Fang, she still looked quite upset. She was dabbing her eyes with a handkerchief when she saw her son coming towards her and said through choked sobs, "Must think of a way to rescue the person first before…" and could not continue.
"Yes, this son will work hard on the matter. There is no need for Mother to be like this. You must take care of your health." After wiping his mother's tears, Jin Fengju turned to the Old Madam. "Old Ancestor must take care, at your age, it is easy to be overwhelmed by emotions. You may leave everything to your grandson. So long as Yanfang is still alive, this grandson will surely rescue the mother and child."
The Old Madam's eyes were swollen from crying. She could only hold Jin Fengju's hand tightly and nod, unable to say a word.
Gumihou: Poor Jiang Wanying. Her situation made Gumi recall the idiom, Slaughter the Hound when the Hunt is Over.
Jiang Wanying is the hound here, while Fu Qiuning is the target. Once the brilliant ML gets his hand on the girl, she would be put down like a dog. Jiang Wanying is really unfortunate, she made herself to be this brilliant, scheming person, and everyone acknowledges it, including Foxy Grandma. However, they are also equally happy to throw her under the bus when her scheme goes wrong.
In chapter 129, Madam Jiang begins her self-pity fest by going on and on about trusting her 'foolish niece' and making her own son hate her, completely forgetting the time when she kept bugging Jiang Wanying about when she was going to come up with a scheme to get rid of FQN.
[1] Delete:
[1a] Reduce the bla bla 'why did you not stay the night, bla, look after your health, bla, she sit down, bla, Jin Fengju nervous, bla, her smile, bla'
Basically, it's a case to too much info, too soon, just comment on his dark circles
[1b] Deleted 'Humph! I'm gonna bang you!' and 'Humph! Bring it on!'
Aside from being crass, it made light of FQN's unfortunate situation.
[2] Add detail:
[2a] Seriously, this joke is not funny anymore. Have Fu Qiuning answer it with pained silence. I think it was meant to be a light-hearted 'ufufu' moment between lovers, but it's just disgusting and pushy in reality.
[2b] Add the detail about how the original FQN had committed suicide. Poor original FQN, we must remember her too.
[3] Replacement:
[3a] Replaced 'made a show of nodding earnestly', because like… wut? Why? Just go with 'tap a finger on the book'
[3b] Redo the 'telling JFJ about the ghost' thing. The original was just a summary of the previous chapter punctuated with 'it was funny, don't you think it was funny, it's funny, isn't it?'
Is the author trying to convey the information in a neutral yet dramatic, but in no way implicate JFJ? Hah! Gumi won't let you.
[3c] Switch POV from JFJ to FQN. Taking out your frustrations on a failed scheme by banging your wife is not cool. It is also not cute.
[4] Adjust the text to show JFJ's attitude as 'crass' instead of 'cute'.
[5] Redid the block of pure narrative text into something more dynamic
There was no time to lose, Jin Fengju also could not tarry. Therefore, after patting Old Madam's hand one more time, he made to leave. At the entrance, he happened to see Fu Qiuning rushing over and heard her say, "We only heard about the matter when Yu Jie came over with some snacks for the Old Madam. What happened? Is there any news on Sister Yanfang?"
Jin Fengju shook his head. He was about to speak when [1a] he noticed the strange, blank look on Fu Qiuning's face.
[1b] "Qiuning, what is it? What are you thinking?"
[1a] "Nothing, why? What does it matter what a woman thinks in this place?" she said in an odd flat tone.
[1b] Jin Fengju was starting to panic now, he thought of Madam Fang's desperate request, then of Fu Qiuning's position. If he had thoughtlessly divorced her back then… Suddenly, he stepped forward and seized her by the shoulders, "Do you think me so heartless? So long as Yanfang is alive, no effort shall be spared to save her life. I, you should go in and look after Elder Madam and Aunt. Now that such a terrible thing had happened at the estate, it's best for you to say something as well. That's right, now that something like this happened, it's best to have Wanying come and handle matters. Her house arrest will be lifted as of today." After a final squeeze of Fu Qiuning's hand, he rushed away.
[2a] Fu Qiuning stared at the rapidly disappearing back, then at the hand that had been so hurriedly squeezed. Ah, she thought: Someone's feeling guilty. Also, why talk about Jiang Wanying's business with me? Am I supposed to personally tell her you lifted her house arrest to fix some shit? How much do you want her to hate me?
[2a] However, no amount of thinking would help her current situation. After some thought, she dispatched Yu Jie to Clear Soft Pavilion. [2b] Since they had locked up the only competent and semi-intelligent person in the entire estate, this place must be falling apart now. Speaking of things falling apart, "[3a] Aunt Yu, find out whether the estate has received a ransom letter or not. If they want money for kidnapping a member of the Duke's family, the estate should have received something."
"Yes, yes, yes, we shall have others check on the matter as well!"
Fu Qiuning turned around and saw Old Madam Jin and Madam Fang calling out orders to their servants. For a moment, she could not help [3b] be amazed by their lack of basic common sense. Isn't it normal for noble households to suffer from kidnappings, assassinations etc? While it was possible that the thugs or, whoever they were, to sell women as slaves, it felt kind of odd for thugs to target a nobleman's entourage and kill the men just to sell off high-ranking women. Wait, that might actually happen, if she was part of the gang, it's probably safer to sell the women rather than risk getting the attention of a well-connected noble family for a bit of money. Women that most of these snooty noble houses would consider soiled goods and therefore might as well just die for the family honour.
[3b] Ooops, perhaps she was the one who lacked common sense after all.
All sorts of thoughts swirled around her head as the women around her wailed and cried. She had no idea how to comfort these people. [3c] To cry and wail with the rest seemed hypocritical, especially since she had literally never seen this Jin Yanfang before. Even so, she still felt some twinges of sympathy for the woman with children looking forward to coming home to a loving family only to be attacked by bandits…
[3c] From the level of wailing around her, the Jin clan appears to care about this Jin Yanfang a lot, otherwise, surely they would not have put on such an outrageous performance? Even so, Fu Qiuning had to wonder just how far they intend to carry out their act. She would not be surprised if this Jin Yanfang is eventually ostracised by her own family for being a 'soiled woman'. That poor thing, that's one of the worse things about being born into this wretched, male chauvinist era.
Even in the modern world, news about women and children being abducted, raped and murdered could be found on Weibo. While she sympathised with the plight of these people, it was difficult to relate since it had never happened to her or anyone around her. [3d] Jin Yanfang may be technically 'family', but it was still rather hard for her to blubber and wail dramatically like the rest of them for a stranger.
When Jiang Wanying arrived, she immediately parked herself next to Madam He and Madam Fang and wailed and cried with them for a bit. However, she soon heroically stopped crying and began to comfort everyone. [2b] Fu Qiuning had to admire her professionality and practical behaviour.
For a long while, the Old Madam's place was filled with sniffling people, anxiously awaiting news from Jin Fengju and Jin Luanfeng. Even Jin Yu had gone out to look for news.
That evening, when dinner time came, no one have the heart to even mention eating. Even those with no deep feelings for Jin Yanfang, namely Jiang Wanying, Xu'shi, Huo'shi, and of course, [2c] Fu Qiuning herself, were worried enough to not have an appetite.
Suddenly, the servant girls came rushing in and called out over each other, "The Duke, Young Marquis, and Second Old Master Feng are back!"
Everyone's spirits lifted for a moment. Then, anxiety fell upon them as they wondered anxiously what sort of news the men have brought.
Jin Yu and Jin Shi entered first. It turned out that Jin Shi managed to receive some news and rushed back to the Capital to inform them. Jin Luanfeng and Jin Fengju entered soon after, their expressions very grim.
"What happened?" Old Madam Jin sat up on her couch. Madam Fang also rushed over.
Jin Shi said gravely, "Luanfeng and Fengju received news that this matter was most likely conducted by some notorious Jianghu [4] thugs. They styled themselves as vigilantes out to rob and kill corrupt officials. The convoy was attacked because our in-laws were involved in corruption and bribes. Fortunately, this vigilante group do not kill women, so it is likely that Yanfang and the rest of the women in the convoy had been taken away to be sold as slaves…"
Old Madam Fang looked like she was about to faint away, so he quickly rushed over to support her, "Mother, do not worry. I heard that these people only sold women as slave workers and not into prostitution. Tomorrow morning, Luanfeng will bring a bring group of people out to inquire about the matter. We have also written to Pengzhan. Fortunately, Fengju has a special messenger pigeon at hand. Pengzhan is situated near the south of the Yangtze River, whereas the in-laws were killed in Yunzhou. By following the river, they could reach Yangzhou in less than a day. Therefore, it is possible that Pengzhan would be able to track them down."
Jin Luanfeng also said, "That's right, do not worry, Mother. I shall be leaving for Yunzhou immediately as well. I shall also inquire after sister's news on the way. No matter what, we shall find her."
Hearing them, Madam Fang finally felt a little relieved. [1b] Having nothing better to do, Fu Qiuning patted the Old Madam's hand and said, "This is a blessing. Now that we know that their lives are preserved, it is only a matter of time before we track them down."
Jiang Wanying snapped angrily from the side, "Lord Husband, can't we track down those thugs? That group of unreasonable things should be destroyed! All nine generations of them!"
Jin Fengju shook his head with a bitter smile, "And how do we find them? Those thugs, as you call them, move on horses and are as swift as the wind. Though they robbed people in broad daylight, there were no witnesses. It was through this unique way of attack that we know the convoy had been attacked by this particular group of bandits. However, even the imperial court could not track down their lair. Not to mention, they have a reputation for going after corrupt officials and therefore are very popular with the common people. Just tracking them alone is close to impossible, let alone executing all nine generations of them."
Jiang Wanying grew silent at this.
That night, nearly everyone had trouble sleeping.
The next morning, Jin Luanfeng set out immediately. As for Jin Fengju, despite his youth, he was still an important minister within the dynasty and cannot come and go as he pleases. Otherwise, he would have gone out to make inquiries long before this. For now, he could only beg for the emperor's grace and send some guards to go with Jin Luanfeng and assist in the investigations. Even Prince Rong had people out inquiring for information while he had to wait for news at home. [2a] Fu Qiuning knew all of this because Jin Fengju told her all about it, at length.
Since it was the prominent Duke of Jing's in-laws that were murdered and their female relatives vanished without a trace, it was impossible to hide the matter from the public.
Jin Fengju had been in a bad mood lately, and had been resting at Fu Qiuning's place these past few days. [1c] Personally, Fu Qiuning believed that Jin Fengju was just using the excuse of stress and bad mood to lurk around Night Breeze Pavilion. Just like how he had made use of her 'illness' to make himself a nuisance. She had had to listen to his dramatic solos every night for now, and it was getting seriously repetitive.
Fortunately, they received news from Jin Pengzhan about five days later in the form of a letter from Yangzhou. According to the letter, people had been sent out to track down the whereabouts of Jin Yanfang and the others. They eventually found that Jin Yanfang had been sold to a wealthy merchant household as a slave. Naturally, when Jin Pengzhan received the news, he raced over to the house, travelling even at night.
It turned out that the wealthy merchant had bought the women, thinking that they were a poor family who had sold themselves into slavery due to some reason or other, never dreaming that the girl he had bought could be from the powerful Duke of Jing's estate. He was so frightened at the realisation that he could hardly speak. Later, he kept repeating that the women he had bought into his house never said anything about their origins, that they merely work inside his estate, and that he would never dare to offend such honourable people.
The entire family was relieved to hear this. No matter what, Jin Yanfang was not humiliated inside a bandit's nest. Although she had worked as a slave for a few days, her person was still clean and innocent. Naturally, there was no way to control the rumours, but it was good enough to know that her person was still pure.
After receiving the good news, Jin Luanfeng rushed to Yangzhou and collected them. In less than 10 days, their boat would reach the Capital. A letter had already been sent in advance. When Jin Shi received the letter, he hastily ordered his wife to bring the letter to the Old Madam. All of the womenfolk in the estate were there when Madam Fang announced, "According to Luanfeng, aside from Yanfang, Sir Feng's two daughters have now become helpless dependents as well. Yanfang's mother-in-law died early, and the few concubines have all been sold off to other places, leaving only one concubine with them. There is also an orphaned female cousin-in-law…"
Before Madam Fang could finish speaking, Old Madam Jin said, "Since they are our relatives, we have no choice but to assist them. Our family happen to lack young girls, so let's take them in. We can afford this bit of money to raise them. Even if we are not related, anyone would be uncomfortable seeing such delicate and noble ladies suffer."
Madam Fang hastily nodded with a beaming smile, "It shall be as you say. If the young women know this, surely, they would be ever so thankful for Old Ancestor's great benevolence?"
Old Madam Jin sighed and said, "That silly child, ah. When she was sold as a slave, why did she not inform them of her identity? That wealthy merchant is right, if he knows that the maid he was purchasing was a daughter from our house, even with 10 borrowed guts, he would not dare to make use of any of them."
Madam Fang sighed sadly, "According to Luanfeng, Yanfang was most concerned about our family's reputation. No matter what, they were once held against their will by these wretched bandits. She fears that word would spread and damage the family name. That, were it not for the children, she no longer wanted to live. Later, when Pengzhan saw them at the wealthy merchant's place, each of them was crying bitterly, terribly grief-stricken…"
Madam Fang had also started crying as she spoke, causing everyone in the room to burst into more tears. [2a] Fu Qiuning had to lower her head and cover her face with a handkerchief lest the others saw how she rolled her eyes at their performance. She even rubbed her eyes hard to redden them.
After a while, Jin Fengju also returned and was very happy to hear that Jin Luanfeng had found Jin Yanfang in the north. He was finally relieved. Since the mansion next door was still under renovation, Jin Luanfeng was still living within the estate. However, Jin Shi's place has limited space, therefore, Old Madam Jin said, "The Yong Cui Garden is meant to house unmarried young girls. Now that all the young women had married out, it is now vacant. With so many people coming in, we should open up the place and let them stay at the Garden."
[3f] Fu Qiuning could feel Jin Fengju's eyes on her, as well as the eyes of everyone else's, looks like they were all remembering the time she had gotten lost there.
Jin Fengju coughed and said, "It is not a bad plan to open the place. However, I shall arrange for more people to take care of the garden and prevent people from getting lost."
Faint snickers rose around her as everyone covered their mouths. [2a] Fu Qiuning considered being offended by this, but considering how they had all wailed and cried just now, she decided that it was not worth the effort. Let them snicker, it's not like it cost her anything.
[Gumihou: Look at all that ass polishing and 'forward thinkingness'. Look at the sensitive Young Marquis, the sensible Old Madam, look how happy and tearful modern person AR Qiuning is to be surrounded by such wonderful forward-thinking people~~]
Basically how Gumi imagined Fu Qiuning's face throughout this whole ordeal.
[1] Deleted AR Qiuning:
[1a] Deleted ridiculous:
FQN suddenly wept and sobbed out, "Boo hoo~~ pls, this wretched woman begs you to only think of Little Sister's life and… *sobs* not think about other things… put her life first… waahh~~"
This scene was created solely for JFJ to 'wipe AR QN's tears' and 'comfort' her. Like, hehe, nope.
[1b] Replaced deleted JFJ 'comforting FQN' with more awkwardness. It's a treasure trove of awkward. How could Gumi resist?
Also, managed to fit in most of JFJ's self-righteous speech back in despite the lack of a tearful AR Qiuning
[2] Added details:
[2a] Added Fu Qiuning's presence into FQN's brain.
[2b] Acknowledge JWY's importance in the estate
[2c] Why is Fu Qiuning's name missing from the list of people with 'no deep feelings for Jin Yanfang'?
Fortunately Gumi noticed this slight and put her name in.
[3] Replacement:
[3a] Replace FQN's long and rambling order+explanation to Aunt Yu re ransom note. It's mostly there to showcase AR Qiuning's 'cleverness'. In short, an ass polishing moment. Yes, Gumi just deleted Ass Polishing for Qiuning
Fu Qiuning: It's not like I want a shiny bottom to reflect that man's face.
Gumihou: Pfft
[3b] Replace 'could not help but shed tears' with 'could not help but be incredulous at their lack of competence'. Basically, deleted all 'boohoo~ the thugs are cruel' scenes with 'sigh… aristocrats are cruel'.
[3c] Replace AR Qiuning's 'boo hoo~ boo hoo hoo~~~' with 'the heck am I doing here…' along with a healthy dose of scepticism and cynicism.
[3d] Replace 'Jin Yanfang is family, of course, I is anxious and heartbroken, boo hoo~ hoo hoo hooo~~' with, 'like, I'm sorry but don't know her? Also, are you guys really sad or performing for someone?'
[3e] Replace 'woo woo, we are all so worried. Especially me who had never seen this person before~~' with 'is this scum using his missing relative as an excuse to stay at my place…'
[3f] Replace JFJ's POV of 'tee hee~ someone got lost there~~ hee~~' with FQN's POV of 'I can feel certain scum eyes on me…'
[4] Jianghu – literally 'rivers and lakes'
Generally refers to the martial arts world of ancient China.
Fu Qiuning was [1a] too tired to look at Jin Fengju for too long, especially when the man raised triumphant eyebrows at her [1a] in, what, some kind of petty revenge? For her not moving to Elegant Mansion?
[1a] What?
[1a] Whatever.
Since Jin Yangfang and the rest would be moving in, the plan was to look over and clean up the dozen over small courtyards in Yong Cui Garden. Aside from Elegant Mansion, which Jin Fengju had selfishly reserved for Fu Qiuning, most of the courtyards would be assigned to the women who would be arriving soon. The courtyards were given names like Pillow Moon Pavilion, Tranquil Garden, Water Tower Song, and Autumn Parasol House. Right now, Jiang Wanying was busy arranging for people to clean up the place and purchasing more people to serve the various courtyards, around 20 bright young maidens and even more labourers as well as older maids and other female workers had to be added to the workforce.
Among them, high-ranking maids (Jian Feng, Qiu Yu and Qiu Shuang), as well as two lower-ranking ones (Chuang Hua and Bing Ling) were sent to Night Breeze Pavilion, while the rest were reserved for Jin Yanfang and the others. Knowing that this matter was borne out of a crisis and a direct order of Old Madam, Jiang Wanying handled everything with extra care, otherwise, she would not have been so generous.
The once-neglected Yong Cui Garden was suddenly teeming with life. Every day, hundreds of people entered the garden to clean up the place, scrubbing stones and trimming back branches. Yu Jie and Aunt Yu had longed to explore this garden for a long time, but dared not due to their equally bad sense of direction. Now, with so many people in the garden, they pulled Fu Qiuning with them and the three women spent the next two to three days soaking in the garden.
Fu Qiuning had plenty of free time and did not have to even intervene in any of the household chores. Jiang Wanying was especially eager to show off her abilities after the long confinement, and she was now so busy that her feet barely touched the ground, proudly thinking: Even if I can't drive you out of the estate, the inner court of Duke of Jing's estate is still within my hands. What of you? Humph!
After busying herself tirelessly for eight or nine days, the entire garden looked new. The half-abandoned courtyards were now proper, liveable spaces, even more exquisite and elegant in fact, with gorgeous sceneries of flowering trees, herbs, and fruiting crabapples and plantains. Little pets were placed inside, the beds were newly installed, and the windows were newly papered. The pieces of furniture were antique pieces giving the courtyards a warm and elegant feel.
Jin Fengju walked through the courtyards with approval. He had just received a letter from Jin Luanfeng informing the family that his entourage would be entering the mansion the next morning.
These days, he mostly rested at Clear Soft Pavilion as he had to make arrangements with Jiang Wanying on how to manage Jin Yanfang's re-entry into the estate. When everything was finally in place, he was finally able to go to Night Breeze Pavilion with his much missed Qiuning whom he had not seen for days.
[1b] Fu Qiuning waved her peaceful days goodbye as this so-called loving husband came in to play house at her place. Naturally, she had to pay for her room and board by servicing the man and entertaining his self-righteous dramatics. She could only comfort herself by telling herself that encouraging this kind of righteous self-delusion was a good thing that would benefit the people.
That night, after a round of vigorous exercise, Jin Fengju tenderly put his arms around Qiuning and said, "Go to sleep. Tomorrow, when Little Sister enters the estate, it would probably be very hectic. You must remember to visit Health & Longevity Court early in the morning to assist Old Madam and persuade her a little. She is old and should not suffer from too much sadness."
[1c] Fu Qiuning rolled her eyes, thinking: That old bat? Suffer from sadness? Hah, if someone like her is suffering, the rest of us would have long been ground to dust from the trials of the world. She had already paid the monthly rent with her body, there was no need for her to entertain his delusions. Therefore, she merely answered with a short, "Of course [2a]."
[1d] Silence stretched out from the short answer. Jin Fengju fidgeted awkwardly for a moment before blurting out, "Sir Feng's two daughters are rumoured to be very beautiful. It is said that he planned to have them enter the Palace Harem, but it has been years since the emperor announced a draft for Imperial Concubines. His daughters are now eighteen and nineteen years old and have yet to match with anyone. Really, Sir Feng is practically a laughingstock by now, having wasted his daughter's youth, when in fact, many noble sons wished to marry one of the girls, but he had his heart set on sending them into the Imperial harem-"
[3a] "Is there a point to this?" Fu Qiuning asked tiredly.
[3a] Jin Fengju coughed and spluttered. No one had ever dared to interrupt him in the middle of his clever reveals before, and for a moment, he lost his chain of thought. "Qiuning?"
[3a] "Do you plan to marry one or both of those girls?" Fu Qiuning yawned. "If you're asking for permission, consider this as me-"
[3a] "No! Nononono, of course not, ahem. That is, of course not. Never. I shall never take another woman in. Qiuning, you are the only person I love, I promise…"
[3a] "Naturally, I would never hold you on your promises-"
[3a] "It's true! I swear it." It was at that moment that Jin Fengju wished he could go back in time and punch himself in the face.
[3a] "… of course."
[3a] It would have been better if the woman in his arms had pouted or thrown a tantrum. That way, he could comfort her and reassure her that she was the only one for him. How does one argue with someone who agrees with him so flatly?
[3a] In the end, he could only clear his throat and said, "As I was saying, Sir Feng had plans t-to marry one daughter to Prince Lie and another to Prince Hong. With his son married to Little Sister, he would have one foot on three boats. That way, regardless of who ascends the throne, he can maintain his wealth and position. However, now that misfortune has befallen him, the young ladies have also fallen in status."
"I see." [2b] [2b]
[3b] Jin Fengju waited. And waited.
[3b] However, Fu Qiuning remained as silent as a stone. Mirth and happiness suddenly bubbled up inside of him as he teasingly said, "My dear Qiuning, are you jealous? If so, that means you still have this husband of yours in your heart. This is a good thing, ah~"
[3b] Silence.
[3b] "Qiuning?"
[3b] The bubbly mirthful feeling in his heart plummeted. Suddenly anxious, he hurriedly said, "Qiuning, ah. I am already a man with eight children, ah. Having more women in the inner court would only invite trouble. I-in fact, look at all the trouble you've suffered! How could I bear it, ah? Hahaha. Moreover, those girls are proud and arrogant, it is unlikely that they would put me, a married man, in their eyes, ah."
[3b] "…it is as you say."
"Truly, ah. Qiuning, meeting you is my good fortune. You should know that women like to gossip, did someone say something? Was it Concubine Huo? Concubine Xu? It doesn't matter even if the girls are interested. After all, I am known for my steadfast feelings. Even if the Nine Heavenly Fairies were to descend from the skies, I would not even look at them. Qiuning? Qiuning?"
[1c] A little annoyed, Fu Qiuning said, "So what if you look at the beauties a few times? Aren't beauties meant to be looked at? I am not blind. Aside from myself, the rest of the women in your harem are rare beauties."
Jin Fengju tightened his arms around Fu Qiuning, "So what if they are beautiful? It is all just skin deep. What's the use of being infatuated with beauty? While I dare not consider myself worldly or that I can face beautiful things with a calm heart, I have seen many kinds of beauties and have yet to be tempted. Otherwise, were I to accept the advances of every beauty that comes my way, I fear that this estate would be completely overcrowded."
[1c] Fu Qiuning thought: How is it that this fellow managed to praise himself even as he attempted to apologise? Was he even apologising?
Fortunately, the distant bell tolled for midnight and Fu Qiuning took the opportunity to say, "It's midnight, go to sleep. You still have morning court tomorrow."
[1e] How could Jin Fengju be willing to let the matter go just like that? However, there was no way to continue the argument without making himself look even worse. Therefore, he could only hug the woman in his arms tightly, wishing that he could press himself closer to her heart and have her understand his true feelings for her.
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The next day, Fu Qiuning got up before dawn to send Jin Fengju off to court. [3c] She still had to play her role as his wife, and there was no harm in doing so until he inevitably moved his attention to someone else once he got tired of playing a dutiful husband. She called Jin Changfeng and Jin Changjiao to her, had them change their clothes, arranged their breakfast, and changed her own clothes before leaving for Health & Longevity Court with Yu Jie and one of the high-ranking maids, Jian Feng. With her coming nuptials, Aunt Yu was busy making wedding clothes. She was also in charge of the low-ranking maids.
When she stepped into Health & Longevity Court, she found dozens of maids in brightly coloured new clothes gathered together, whispering and tittering with each other. For a moment, she was a little dazed. Why was this scene so familiar?
After some thought, she finally remembered. That's right, wasn't this the scene where Daiyu first entered the Jia Mansion in the 87th Version of the Dream of Red Mansion? Only, there were probably not as many maidens in the story… also, she had to wonder just how beautiful Sir Feng's daughters were. Could their beauty be compared to Daiyu's?
"Second Madam Ning is here," the low-ranking maids immediately pulled up the curtains and greeted her.
Fu Qiuning smiled at her, "Have all the madams arrived?"
"Indeed, Second Madam Wan, Concubine Xu, Concubine Huo, Concubine Cui as well as Second Old Master's Elder Madam and Concubine Ming Yan are all waiting. There's only Madam left," said the low-level as she stepped aside for Fu Qiuning.
"Elder Sister is really late, you may decide your own punishment."
As soon as she stepped into the room, she was greeted by Jiang Wanying's beaming smile. The smile was as pretty as a flower and the greeting was like a friendly tease between close sisters. Her warm and courteous attitude made Fu Qiuning feel a little ashamed to call herself a professional in the acting and entertainment business. She thought: It's too bad that this person is born a woman in this era. Otherwise, with her skill for deception and ability to bend and stretch her morals and conscience, she could have been the next brilliant strategist Han Xin [4]. When that person was down and out, he was humiliated by all kinds of people, including a washerwoman and a hooligan. Later, he became a general and one of the founding heroes of the Han Dynasty. This Han Xin was later demoted from his position as king to the Marquis of Huaiyin because he was feared for his ability to endure humiliation and act clearly. Later generations would often refer to him as someone who could bend and stretch with any situation.
Having been targeted by this female Han Xin, Fu Qiuning now found all eyes on her. However, she also understood that she could not embarrass Jiang Wanying too much. After all, wasn't this just a competition on who could act well? [3d] While she, Fu Qiuning, was not brought up in a situation where scheming and acting meant the difference between life and death, she had taken acting lessons as part of her Chinese Opera training back when she was still enthusiastic about taking the stage.
She smiled back at Jiang Wanying and said, "Here I thought I was up early at chen'shi [5], who would have thought that all the elder madams have already arrived? Looks like I am truly late. Even so, as the far-away guests have not yet arrived, surely I could still be forgiven for this slight?"
Everyone laughed. He'shi even came over to say, "As expected of the people raised by Brother Feng, just look at them, each one of them is so well-spoken. Compared to them, the rest of us have clumsy mouths and tongues."
Everyone laughed again.
Suddenly, they heard the maids outside happily chirping, "They're here, they're here, Madam Aunt has returned."
Everyone restrained their laughter and for a moment, the entire hall was silent as everyone stared at the doorway.
[Gumihou: Humm…]
[1] Replacement:
[1a] Replaced 'AR Qiuning glare at JFJ *humph*' to 'uggh, I'm tired'
[1b] Replaced 'Qiuning also longed for him in her heart~~ kyuu~ kyaa~ uwu~~ ahnn~~' with 'Eerggh…'
[1c] Replaced 'aww, tee hee~~ AR Qiuning' with more 'errgh…'
[1d] Replaced [2a] with Jin Fengju's awkward word vomit.
[1e] Replaced 'the two people folded themselves in each other's embrace with their dark hair entangled with each other' with 'JFJ + frustration'
[2] Deleted:
[2a] Gossipy AR Qiuning's 'Iyaann~~ I heard that the Scholar Feng's two daughters are rare beauties and that they were meant to enter the Palace Harem etc etc etc~'
[2b] Deleted 400 over words of the horrendously nauseating:
'Ufufu~ gorgeous girls are coming, they are targeting my most handsome and beautiful husband~~'
'ehehehe~ I am already a father of eight~~ those proud ladies, would they want to be my concubines, hee hee~'
'Ufufu~ you underestimate yourself~~'
'Kyaahaha~ oh my, Qiuning is jealouss~~'
[3] Add Detail:
[3a] Fu Qiuning's exasperated dialogue in the middle of JFJ's dramatic solo and some of its consequences.
[3b] Consequence of deleting the nauseating [2b] [3c] Add 'ugghh' from FQN
[3d] Add detail on Fu Qiuning's life as an opera singer and JWY's life as a noble daughter.
[4] Han Xin aka Marquis of Huaiyin – this fellow was once taunted by a hooligan to fight or crawl under his legs and… this fellow crawled under the hooligan's legs. Later, he appointed this hooligan as his lieutenant… Got to respect his ability to preserve his life and think before he acts
wiki/Han_Xin
[5] Chen'shi – 7-9am (Two-hour subdivision in the former times)