Jin Fengju was stunned for a moment, but he soon grinned back to say, "If it is an order from the Empress Dowager, this minister dares not disobey. However, Qiuning has always been weak and is not used to appearing before others. Adding on to that, without a title, it is not proper for her to meet with a person as illustrious as the Empress Dowager. Not to mention, this minister must apologise for our hasty entrance that goes against all etiquette, if she had to stay at the palace…"
The Empress Dowager laughed as she scolded, "We understand, you are hinting for a reward for your wife. What of it? Your Majesty, Fu'shi is both talented a virtuous, how about a Fifth-Rank title?"
The Dowager Empress was a true opera enthusiast. For the sake of listening to more unique opera songs, would she care about the cost of bestowing a title? Not to mention, with the national treasury so abundant, it was more than enough to fund a little Fifth-Rank title worth 10,000 taels of silver. Leave aside this low-cost low-level rank, the treasury is abundant enough that funding a First-Rank title worth a million taels of silver would be nothing.
The Emperor had always been a very filial person, after living for so many years, it was rare to see the old Empress Dowager getting excited about something, so how could he go against his mother's wishes? Thus, it was settled.
Jin Fengju had not expected this when he brought Fu Qiuning into the palace. However, he felt a great weight off his heart when he thought about how Fu Qiuning would now have a Fifth-Rank title. Surely this would make up a part of what he once owed her? Therefore, his heart also felt at ease. He thought lovingly at Fu Qiuning: My beloved wife, I shall now give you all the titles that you deserve. After all, what does a wife expect from her husband if not the glory and honour he could give her? Surely Qiuning is also thinking the same?
While he was busy congratulating himself, Fu Qiuning threw herself to the floor, all the while her mind going: Nani? Stay in the palace? How many palace intrigue dramas and movies have I watched? I could die here?!
"Th-th-this humble woman is gratified to hear that Your Majesty likes opera, however, this humble woman never imagined to ever set foot in such a heavenly place and dares not overstay her welcome. This humble woman's skill is poor and limited. This humble woman would be ever so grateful if Empress Dowager could allow this humble woman a day or two to properly practice the rest of the songs so that this humble woman would not humiliate herself before Your Majesty."
Fu Qiuning's desperate plea caused both the Empress Dowager and the Emperor to smile. Both thought: Goodness, just now, this girl did not show any signs of timidity when performing before us. To think that she would actually be so nervous at the prospect of staying at the palace alone. Sure enough, she must be anxious about being apart from her loving husband and close family members. No wonder she is suddenly so timid.
Pity welled up in the Empress Dowager's heart and in the end, she did not insist for Fu Qiuning to stay. Instead, she said to Jin Fengju, "It appears that the weather for the next two days will be very fine. It has been a long time since I have last seen your mother and grandmother. Tomorrow, you should invite them to come to my palace for a visit and entertain this old lady for a bit."
Jin Fengju was quick to agree. Seeing that the sky had already darkened, the Emperor, who had wanted to keep Jin Fengju back for the following banquet, relented and said with a smile, "Enough, since you came out so suddenly, your family must be anxious. Go back and reassure them, ba. We will not keep you any longer."
Only then did Jin Fengju pull Qiuning up, and after one final salute, the husband and wife left the palace.
As they stepped out of the palace, Fu Qiuning muttered, "I should never have sung in front of the children if I had known that this would happen."
Jin Fengju laughed and said, "Were you that frightened? This husband could not tell at all! You were very poised and elegant, answering each question that was posed to you. No, I could not see a bit of fright from you."
Fu Qiuning's mouth tightened, "Naturally, you only see what you wish to see and hear what you wish to hear, what could my inconvenient feelings matter in the face of your ambition?"
"How could my Qiuning say that? Of course, your feelings matter to me, in fact, nothing matters to me more than your feelings. Why…" Jin Fengju felt himself sweating as he continued to talk next to his wife, doing his best to coax a smile from that flattened mouth.
Both were so engrossed in their own thoughts that neither noticed that others had left the Clear Jade Hall just behind them. Prince Rong had wanted to rush over to congratulate his incredible brother-in-law for making such a great contribution to the Convention. However, Fu Qiuning was right next to him. Even he, a prince of the country, could not casually approach the wife of another man, therefore he could only hold himself back.
While he was feeling very pleased with the situation, Prince Hong and Zhenjiang Palace's father and son looked like their world had turned upside down. Prince Hong, Zhao Min, glared at them and said, "Back then, to humiliate that Jin Fengju, you pushed a shu-born daughter into that family to slap the Jin Marquisate in the face. Now what? Only now did I know that you have granted an incredibly talented daughter who is both virtuous and intelligent to the benefit of that Jin Family. Is this your way of securing a retreat for yourselves?"
Zhao Min had always been a suspicious, narrow-minded, vindictive character who had always wanted revenge for the pettiest imagined insults. His words were clearly filled with insinuations, causing King Zhenjiang and his son to stumble over their words as they attempted to explain what had happened. In fact, they were also shocked. They thought: That girl, although she could be considered something of a talent back home, had never displayed such ability before. Just what is going on, ah?
Seeing these two covered in nervous sweat, Zhao Min smiled slightly, "Very well, this prince is only making a little joke. What's more important is that our Great Ning Empire won the Cultural Festival again this year. It looks like Madam Fu would shine the brightest this year. Tsk, tsk, what a pity that this girl has fallen cheaply into the paws of a fox-like Jin Fengju."
Feudal King Zhenjiang and his son appeared relieved, but they were filled with questions in their hearts. They knew Zhao Min's temper well and understood that under his smiling face, he must suspect that their family were not entirely loyal to him. If the prince believed that they had secretly sent a talented girl to Jin Fengju to indirectly curry favour with Prince Rong… a chill went down their spines. Could it be that their unwavering loyalty towards Prince Hong was now wasted due to this incident?
What's more, with Prince Rong on the rise and Prince Lie looking good before the Emperor, they realised that despite not facing any great oppression and still receiving the occasional rewards, the prince they had bet on did not appear to have received much favour from the emperor. Father and son exchanged a glance and saw the same hesitation and calculation in each other's eyes for the first time.
In short, Fu Qiuning's sudden appearance and incredible skills had shocked the senior officials of the Great Ning Dynasty to the point that everyone was now reevaluating their thoughts and plans.
Back at the Duke of Jing's residence, maids were waiting in the front courtyard when Jin Fengju and Fu Qiuning arrived. A young maid stepped forward with a face wreathed in smiles to say, "Would Second Master and Second Madam please wait a moment? Old Madam has been waiting for you. The Old Madam bade this one to wait for Master and Madam to return and instruct this one to invite you for a visit."
Jin Fengju smiled at Fu Qiuning, "You say you do not wish to be famous, but this is fate. Though you do not wish to come out, each time you make an appearance, a great wave is formed. Let us see what our Old Ancestor wishes to see us about."
Fu Qiuning clenched her fist. She said bitterly, "Is this my fault? Who was it that painted a target on my back and forced me out? Why don't you think of this?"
Jin Fengju grinned at her, "Do not worry, now that you have been tasked to perform an important job, no one would dare to plot against you for at least a few months. Any slight against you would be like a slight against the royal family. In fact, I'm afraid even I must be more polite when I speak to my beloved wife."
Fu Qiuning gave him a withering glare and decided not to waste words with this deluded man.
Jin Fengju continued to grin. He was feeling very proud of himself. Look at his wife. Fu Qiuning was so incredibly talented that he could feel nothing but pride and joy as he walked beside her. Yes, this was right, it was only right that people recognise his wife for the great talent that she is and be in awe of her. Therefore, he did not take her little tantrum seriously as he cheerfully said, "Are you still angry at me? Just say the word and I shall bear all the guilt you heap on me~"
He was still coaxing her when they arrived at Health & Longevity Court. There were many new maids in the courtyard, with most of them still inexperienced and not understanding their duty well. However, they all knew enough to wish the newcomers well and congratulate them with smiles on their faces. They thought: Look at how the Second Master is beaming, something good must have happened, let's congratulate him first.
One of the young maids pulled back the curtain door and Jin Fengju eagerly pulled a reticent Fu Qiuning in. The room was filled with people. Not only were Madam Jiang, Jiang Wanying and He'shi there, but Jin Yanfang, the Feng family as well as the various children in the clan were present as well.
The children went forward to give their greetings to them first. Then, the couple came forward to give their greetings to Madam Jiang and Old Madam Jin when Old Madam Jin quickly interrupted and said, "Just what is happening? You, quickly tell me now. I heard that you dragged Qiuning off the palace in haste. What is going on? Why do you need her there?"
Seeing so many female relatives there, including the Feng sisters, he decided that it was not good to spend too much time there and instead, decided to quickly explain what happened. Naturally, he also had to use the opportunity to exaggerate his dear Qiuning's role. Therefore, he said, "Naturally, it is something good. The court could not find any good talent to compete in the All Nations Cultural Festival this year, at least none that could decisively win this important competition. After all, as the host and the consecutive winner, how could we, the Great Ning Empire, lose face in this festival?
Fortunately, Qiuning has a talent for singing operas and the songs she sings are different from the ones we usually hear. As no one could suggest a good plan and the emperor was getting angrier by the moment, I tentatively suggested Qiuning, and the Emperor insisted on seeing her. With the Empress Dowager there as well, there was nothing I could do but hurry home and quickly brought Qiuning to the palace.
The Emperor and Empress Dowager had nothing but praise after hearing her opera songs. The Empress Dowager immediately conferred a Fifth-Rank title upon Qiuning on the spot. I fear that we shall soon receive the official decree soon. What's more, the Empress Dowager insisted on having Qiuning stay the night at the palace, but Qiuning lacks education on palace etiquette, so we managed to quickly slip away.
From tomorrow onwards, she shall be very busy. Old Ancestor, you must take every opportunity to speak with her as we may not have many opportunities to meet her in the future. I shall go to the study first. I fear that Father and Second Uncle must also be anxiously waiting for news."
Old Madam Jin said, "Go if you must, I shall settle the score with you later."
Jin Fengju paused in the middle of leaving when Old Madam Jin said this and he turned around to say in a surprised tone, "This is an injustice, ah. I have not offended Old Ancestor these past few days, and I have even been filial all the time. Why do you say that you want to settle the score with me?"
Old Madam Jin laughed heartily and said, "Since you know that your wife could sing opera, why did you never let me know? Clearly, you only care about your own enjoyment. Isn't this a terrible act of unfiliality? You still have the cheek to say that you're filial? Pei!"
Jin Fengju tittered happily, saying, "It is Qiuning who refuses to stick her head out. It is not my fault, ah, Old Ancestor. If you wish to blame anyone, you must go and look for her. I shall leave for the study first." With that, he slipped away as though his feet had been greased with oil.
Old Madam Jin and the others laughed. Just then, Jiang Wanying's voice drawled, "Elder Sister truly deserves the title of 'talented woman', to actually pioneer a new path in the world of opera. From Lord Husband's description, even the Empress Dowager and Emperor have nothing but praise for you. Sadly, we, your nearest and dearest, have yet to hear a single line from your lips. Even so, we will not hold it against Elder Sister for favouring one and neglecting another, nor will we settle any scores. So long as you sing this opera for us, we shall forgive you. How about it?"
Fu Qiuning blinked her tired gaze at this woman and said, "What does sister mean by favouring one and neglecting the other? Is… my dear little sister comparing yourself to… certain venerable persons…?"
It took a moment for Fu Qiuning's words to click. When it did, Jiang Wanying's face turned red and white alternately, unable to say another word.
That's right, how could regular people, even those from the nobility, compare themselves with the core imperial family? Even Madam Jiang was stunned speechless. Although she was displeased to see this woman enter the palace, she was also secretly awestruck. After all, it was the imperial palace, ah!
Concubine Huo laughed into the awkward silence. She gleefully said, "Madam is absolutely right. How could we dare to elevate ourselves above the Empress Dowager and the Emperor? It is just too sad that we won't have the fortune to fully appreciate this new opera. Sigh, even my heart is itching with curiosity now. What kind of opera could have touched the hearts of the Empress Dowager and the Emperor so? I count myself as someone who has watched operas since young and felt that many plays have been repeated to the point of tedium. Sadly, we must content ourselves with these boring plays."
It was clearly bait for Fu Qiuning to say something, if that meaningful gaze was anything to go by. Therefore, Fu Qiuning obligingly said, "Lord Husband has already volunteered my services to create the full opera. In time, you may enjoy this new opera as well."
Old Madam Jin quickly picked up the cue to say, "Qiuning is right. Let us be patient. As the saying goes, 'a rushed heart is unable to savour hot tofu'. Even I, who loves listening to opera, can control myself. Are you all more impatient than me? Forget it, I am also tired now. You can all go back to your own rooms. There is no need to serve me here anymore, and you don't have to come for dinner either. Just let Qiuning take care of me for a while. She always loves to pass her days leisurely and is the most adept at being lazy."
On cue, the Old Madam's maids all provided the background laughter to her jokes. As for the rest, while some of the women were intrigued or interested, the smiles on Jiang Wanying, Concubine Huo and Jin Fengju's other women were all a little forced. Even so, Jiang Wanying was still able to crack a few jokes before leading Jin Fengju's harem to say their farewells.
Madam Jiang also stood up and was about to follow the rest of the women out when Fu Qiuning, out of some sick sense of pettiness, called out casually, "One other thing, Elder Madam, the Empress Dowager mentioned that it had been a while since she last saw Old Madam and Elder Madam. She bade me accompany the two elder ladies to the palace tomorrow."
Madam Jiang was already near the door, but upon hearing that, she suddenly whirled around with sparkling eyes, her voice was a pitch a shade higher as she exclaimed, "Truly? You did not hear wrong? The Empress Dowager wants Old Madam Jin and myself to enter the palace with you?"
Fu Qiuning shrugged. What was so exciting about going to the palace? It's so stifling.
However, Madam Jiang was truly excited. In fact, it was not at all unusual for the wife of a marquis to enter the palace for the occasional visits. Fu Qiuning might not know that since there had not been a visit since Jin Fengju had forced her out of her private paradise.
In fact, when asked to investigate, Jin Fengju found out that the Empress Dowager did not appear to like Jin Yanqiu, this granddaughter-in-law of hers very much, and this dislike extended to the rest of the family. Although Jin Yanqiu was very charismatic and talented, she was also openly stubborn and headstrong. How could a traditionalist woman like the Empress Dowager favour a woman who oppressed her husband to the point where he deferred to her in many things?
However, ever since the major incident that almost caused Prince Rong to lose the imperial favour, Jin Yanqiu had restrained her wilful attitude a little. After all, no matter what, she was still a pathetic woman in a patriarchal world. She, her children and even her maternal family, could only rely on Prince Rong for survival. Therefore, no matter what internal strife or private feelings she had, she could only restrain them and treat her husband as her god.
This new attitude of restraint came just in time to allow the Empress Dowager to see the Jin family women in more favourable eyes. With the temptation of Fu Qiuning's opera, the Empress Dowager finally loosened her venerable lips enough to extend the invitation. It was no wonder both Madam Jiang and Old Madam Jin were so surprised and excited.
Fu Qiuning could roughly guess the causes and effects, and she could not help but sigh deeply in her heart.
As a modern woman, it pained her to see poor Jin Yanqiu having to bow her head to an unfaithful husband and a judgy grandmother-in-law. However, there was nothing she could do. Even she herself was doing the same thing. She had no choice but to compromise her morals and dignity and sleep with a man she had very little respect for to ensure the safety and future of the twins under her care.
As for Jin Fengju's grand talk about how she would be safe in the next few months thanks to her work with the palace, did he ever think of the few decades she could have lived in safe anonymity? Of course not, his ambitions and wishes came before everything else. She must remember this, just look at how Jiang Wanying and the rest of Jin Fengju's other women turned around to give her resentful glares. One of these days, she would also be part of the group that leaves the room first because she was not 'favoured' by a man (or his mother and/or grandmother).
Jin Zhenyi watched as the other children left the room with Madam Jiang and the pale-faced Second Mother Jiang. Jin Zhenxuan, Jin Xiuzhen, Jin Xiuru and Jin Xiufen's eyes were filled with jealousy and resentment. In the past, Jin Zhenyi and Jin Xiunan would also be walking out with them. However, since they were now under the care of the most favoured Fu Qiuning, they could stay behind along with Jin Changfeng and Jin Changjiao.
For a fleeting moment, a sense of satisfaction rose up inside of him.
However, it vanished the instant he remembered why they were here with Fu Qiuning. That's right, Father threw Mother out of the estate to the village to suffer. So, what if he got to stay back with the Old Madam? If Mother was around, she would love me properly and instruct the maids to prepare all my favourite dishes. And Father… for some reason, he could not picture his father sitting with Mother and laughing cheerfully with her. His heart ached at the thought.
In fact, there was really nothing for the four children to do but sit silently at the end of one table, staring at each other as various thoughts whirled in their heads. Jin Changjiao and Jin Changfeng were especially worried since their mother hated being in the spotlight and disliked being forced to do things she did not wish to do. She hated being troubled and wished for nothing but a peaceful life. However, why did Father have to keep forcing her out? Couldn't he just leave Mother alone to live her life peacefully? Once again, Jin Changjiao hated herself for revealing that Mother could sing. If only she had not stupidly blurted that out, Father would not have come to Night Breeze Pavilion and subsequently begin bullying Mother into all kinds of situations…
However, Old Madam Jin and Fu Qiuning could not hear the thoughts of the children. After being ordered to stay back, Fu Qiuning nursed her cup of tea for a long time before drinking it. When the old lady saw that the tea was finally gone, she beamed and said, "How is it? This is top-grade Maojian tea that arrived the other day.
I didn't even have the heart to drink it more than a few times. What do you think?"
Before Fu Qiuning could respond, Luo Cui, who was beside her, chimed in with a smile, "Madam, don't let the Old Madam's kindness go to waste. You must come up with some good words to praise and appreciate it. Truly, this tea is rare. It is said to grow on cliffs and can only be picked by monkeys. There are only three or four catties of it harvested every year. When the Old Madam received a few taels of this tea the other day, she didn't even dare to show it in front of the Young Marquis. If it weren't for how blissfully joyful today's occasion was, she definitely wouldn't have been willing to bring it out."
After Luo Cui finished speaking, the maids all burst out laughing on cue. Jin Zhenyi, Jin Changfeng and the other children were all well-trained to laugh when the maids laughed, so for a moment, the room practically shimmered with laughter. Delighted, Old Madam Jin decided to go further and turned to her oldest maid to say, "Mingyu, why don't you tear that slut's mouth for me? She's getting bolder and dares to mock me, making me sound like a stingy old miser. Quickly, go and slap her mouth."
Fu Qiuning smiled faintly but said nothing.
She was not in the mood to be part of the background applause for the Old Madam's 'brilliant wit'.
Old Madam Jin chuckled and said, "Oh? You think I won't be willing to have her slapped, eh? Well, since you think so highly of her, I shall give her to you. Let her serve you from now on."
Seeing that the Old Madam was determined to force a reaction from her, Fu Qiuning shook her head and gave a brilliant little titter, "No, no, I dare not accept. If Elder Sister Luo is sent to my place, I fear that Old Madam will visit my place every day with the excuse of visiting Elder Sister. I know I am filial and do not fear trouble, but I fear how others would secretly hate and curse me!" She finished her speech with a loud thrill of laughter. As expected, the well-trained background characters all laughed as well.
Old Madam Jin chuckled and said, "Very good, I haven't even spoken my mind yet, and you have already guessed it all. Isn't that right? That was precisely the excuse I wanted to use. Once I enter your Elegant Mansion, you wouldn't be able to push me out even if you wanted to."
Somehow, the laughter went on and on. Some of the maids were even covering their mouths with their hands or handkerchiefs. Clearly, they were veterans in this. The atmosphere certainly felt more exciting with laughter in the air.
Once the shimmering laughter finally petered out, Old Madam Jin dismissed the junior maids, leaving only Ming Yu and Luo Cui to attend to her. She then smiled at Fu Qiuning with narrowed eyes and said, "Alright, everyone has finally left. I heard from Fengju that your performance is so good that my heart is itching to grow seven or eight claws just to scratch it. Well? Can you sing a line or two for me to evaluate? What is so good about it that even the Empress Dowager and Emperor would praise it so?"
Fu Qiuning smiled and thought mockingly to herself: Look here, just who does this old vixen resemble? Or should I say, which fox resembles this old vixen so? Jin Fengju and this Old Madam are clearly related. They have the same taste and the same tactic. They claim to do things for you, but what they are really doing is pleasing their own ego. I am only here to be her entertainment.
Out loud, she said, "If Old Ancestor wishes to listen, this humble woman will comply."
Old Madam Jin nodded and said, "Very good, you have done the right thing. I actually like this 'hidden needle in the cotton' personality of yours. Being a little reserved is fine. Enduring a bit is nothing. But if you go too far and keep tolerating, it would no longer be the demeanour of a proper mistress, but rather a weakness that invites exploitation."
Fu Qiuning thought: How ironic that you would say something about me being so tolerating to the point of inviting exploitation. Aren't I being exploited by you and your precious grandson now? Clearly, the mouth of the privileged cannot be trusted to speak the truth. Perhaps, even Old Madam believes herself to be a kind a benevolent person, just like how her grandson believes himself to be a loving and chivalrous man.
The two of them continued their conversation for a while, and then Fu Qiuning sang a classic selection from the opera The Emperor's Female Son-in-Law
"To save Li Lang out of the home, who expected him to be first in the imperial exam…" As expected, Old Madam Jin's eyes lit up as she listened to it, and she was even happier and more delighted than when she heard that the Empress Dowager had summoned them to the palace.
After singing two sections of the song called 'The Local Girl's Name is Feng Suzhen', it was time for the evening meal. The Old Madam was very reluctant to let Fu Qiuning leave, still unwilling to let go of the source of such great entertainment. She wanted to hear at least two more songs, but then recalled that Fu Qiuning had spent too much time at the palace that day. She had only sung a few verses and would still have to prepare an entire play for the next day.
No, no, she must not be selfish. Fu Qiuning must conserve her energy for tomorrow. Who knows how late she would be working into the night preparing an entire play! After all, she, as the Old Madam, would be entering the palace with Fu Qiuning the next day. That's right, with just a little more patience, she may be able to enjoy an entirely new opera tomorrow with Empress Dowager!
Thus, with that in mind, she ordered Luo Cui to escort Fu Qiuning away, along with the gaggle of children.
Fu Qiuning returned to Elegant Mansion to see Jin Fengju waiting for her. The man beamed and said, "Sister Yanfang and the Feng Family girls came looking for you. They all left when they heard you were not around. Since you will be entering the palace tomorrow, I knew that Old Madam would not hold you for long at Health & Longevity Court. You will certainly be busy in the coming days, I'm sure Yanfang will understand."
Fu Qiuning thought: And just whose fault it is that I'll be busy in the next few days just so that they could take credit for my work? Not to mention, that old fox sitting in her courtyard is definitely your grandmother. The two of you are the same, pretending to be benevolent for a greater gain.
Not wanting to entertain this hypocrite any more, she merely nodded and said, "You're right, I'm very tired. I shall go to bed now."
"Naturally, naturally," he laughed heartily. "No need to worry about my dinner, I had eaten with my father and uncle. They are both very happy for you~"
"Is that so? I am happy for them too."
It was clear that the happiest person in this estate was the person in front of her. Look at him nearly bouncing all over the place, he was practically dancing with joy at the thought of having such a talented wife to show off. Not to mention, he could also stick up a middle finger at her maternal family and the faction they supported. As she made her way to her room, her head still resplendent with heavy jewellery, he was making those annoying 'hei hei, hei hei' sounds as he snickered and said, "Even though there are many who are happy, there are some who are very worried now~~"
When Fu Qiuning ignored him, he swished around her and hopped from foot to foot as he happily declared, "What's wrong? Can't you guess who it was? It's your father and grandfather, ah~ they were at the Clear Jade Palace today too~ After you showed such an incredible talent, who knows how much they regretted it in their hearts, ah~~ as for that Prince Hong, he's probably suspicious of that family too! After all, instead of humiliating me, Zhenjiang Palace has granted me a great boon instead! Hahaha! Isn't this a funny turn? How fun is it to see them all flustered like that~!"
Instead of being awed by his words as he had expected, Fu Qiuning's expression tightened. In a daze, he said in a baffled voice, "What is it? Isn't this great news? Why do you look so unhappy? Are you really sad for your father and grandfather?"
Fu Qiuning looked at him for a moment, however, that baffled expression showed that he really had no idea what wrong he had done, like a dog who had peed on the cushion but still looked hurt when his owner scolded him. In the end, she sighed and said, "No matter what, they are still my father and grandfather. Am I supposed to take pleasure in their misfortune? Though the saying 'marry a chicken, follow a chicken, marry a dog, follow the dog' exists, am I not allowed to feel compassion for them? Not to mention, my poor mother… I may be out of my father and grandfather's reach, but what of my mother? What if they vent their anger on my mother?"
Finally, the shoe seemed to have dropped on Jin Fengju's head as his grin disappeared. He immediately pulled himself together, cleared his throat and said in a serious voice, "You are right. You shone so brightly today that your father and grandfather must regret alienating you all this while. In fact, they may even get your mother to ask you to come for a visit. When the time comes, we shall go and visit the palace. If your mother's condition is not good, we shall take her out."
Fu Qiuning thought: This arrogant person… however, since he is so arrogant and thinks himself so clever, I can make use of this. For the next few weeks until the Festival, not a single person within the duchy will dare to go against me. However, I can't make it seem like I am asking for his favour. Otherwise, who knows what this weasel would demand in return? Therefore, the best way to play this is…
Fu Qiuning sighed tragically and stepped around Jin Fengju, "I am glad for the Young Marquis's words. Though they are nothing but empty sentiments, I am nevertheless gladdened by them. After all, it is not like my father would ever let Mother be taken out of his inner court, dead or alive…"
As expected, Jin Fengju was immediately stimulated by this apparent slight towards his intelligence and influence. He skittered alongside her and began to babble, "What are you talking about? Even if we can't find a good reason to take her out, we can always manufacture a reason. What's more, have you never heard of the saying 'the Favoured is Prideful'? Although the analogy is not quite the same, the fate of the All Nations Cultural Festival now rests upon your shoulders.
What if you can't concentrate on the rehearsals due to your worry about your mother? See if that so-called father of yours dares to make trouble for you. If complaining doesn't work, I, your husband, shall speak a few words before the Emperor. Let the Emperor and Empress Dowager decide the fate of the Zhenjiang Palace who dared to make trouble over a mere concubine. See what kind of trouble your father dares to make."
It was just like Jin Fengju to brag on and on about his own abilities and conveniently forget about all the hurt and pain he had personally caused her, as though her pain had nothing to do with him. She cast him a sideways glance and said, "Looks like Lord Husband is still the cleverest of us all. My brain is too stupid to even think of such a plan."
Jin Fengju laughed loudly, "Surely not! My Qiuning is both clever and benevolent. Ah, if you're afraid that the Empress Dowager and the Emperor will think you're arrogant, then rely on my favour for you. I love it when you ask me for help like this, it is only right for husband and wife to rely on each other. This way, we can develop an even more intimate relationship with each other. Ah, but since you will be entering the palace tomorrow and busy teaching the theatre troupe how to dance and sing and write music for the musicians, when would you find the time to meet your mother?"
Fu Qiuning rolled her eyes, "I wonder, just how did I get into this predicament? Who was the one who made me sing before the emperor and potentially anger my father to vent his temper on my poor, defenceless mother-"
"Goodness! What are the children doing!? I ought to check on their studies and fulfil my obligations as a parent!"
With that, he ran away towards the study. Fu Qiuning snorted to herself. At least the children will get to see their absent father for now. Letting out a long sigh, she trudged towards her room, ready to shed the palace finery and get ready to work.
Jin Fengju rapidly walked away from Fu Qiuning's side, his thoughts whirring busily: My poor Qiuning must have been so tired and exhausted from today's visit to the palace. En, that's why her temper is so spicy today. We must not blame her for it. Anyway, it's about time I check on the children! Those two whelps had better not make trouble for Qiuning!
He walked quietly to the study, ready to catch those children in the middle of making trouble and to reprimand them sound on behalf of his beloved Qiuning. When he reached the study, he found to his amusement and anger, the children were not paying attention to their studies at all!
Jin Xiunan and Jin Changjiao had their embroidery frames in their hands, but Jin Changjiao had no thread on her needle while Jin Xiunan appeared to have sewn a leaf into the middle of her peony.
As for the boys, they were… quarrelling?
Jin Zhenyi looked very interested while Jin Changfeng looked uncomfortable. Jin Changfeng had a book on the table, but Jin Fengju noted that he had not turned a page from the moment he started spying on the children. Here, he thought that at least he had one son who could actually study hard.
"So, is it true that Mother's singing is that good?"
"Humph, if you must know, Mother's singing is much, much better than Mother Zhu's," Jin Changjiao snapped.
Jin Zhenyi looked at her for a long moment, then suddenly snapped his fingers, "I remember now! You mentioned this before at last year's thing! At, at a moon viewing festival with Old Ancestor!"
Jin Changjiao flushed red. It was guilt staining her cheeks as she recalled how her mother had panicked and how Father had eventually started coming more often. Though she was glad to see Father more, she did not like seeing the cornered look in Mother's eyes…
"Hey… isn't this when Father started visiting Night Breeze Pavilion more often…"
His eyes widened in realisation.
Jin Changfeng coughed, "You are… not wrong…"
"…so, is that the reason why Father suddenly started visiting Night Breeze Pavilion?" asked Jin Xiunan quietly.
The twins exchanged a look. Jin Changjiao shrugged, "We grew up listening to Mother's singing. Her singing is very good, but… we don't really know exactly how good…"
Jin Zhenyi sighed, "I guess, if Second Mother really does have an amazing talent like that, it's no wonder that Father ignores the rest of us."
"Brother Zhenyi…" said Jin Changfeng.
"No, no, don't even try to deny it. Even the emperor and the empress dowager are captivated, so I guess there's really no escaping Second Mother's charm…"
"Brother Zhenyi," this time, it was Jin Xiunan who spoke.
Something in her voice must have alerted him somehow and he sat up straight. "Well, it can't be helped, I guess since Second Mother is going to be busy, we should all stay quiet and do our best to stay out of her way."
"You could also show me your homework,"
Jin Fengju's voice rang through the study and all four children stiffened. The chatty Jin Zhenyi shut up, while the girls lowered their eyes on their embroidery. Only Jin Changfeng managed to look straight at him.
Jin Fengju coughed and said, "Zhenyi, you seem to have a lot to say, why don't you show me what you have written?"
"This… here!" he grabbed the nearest bag on the table and started rifling to it, only to hear Jin Fengju say, "That is your brother's bag. Are you trying to pass off your elder brother's work as your own?"
Jin Zhenyi froze. It took him a moment to realise that he had indeed grabbed Jin Changfeng's bag in his panic. He was about to grab his own bag when Jin Fengju went on to say, "Feng'er what are you reading? How long do you intend to stare at the same page? Oh? Isn't this the Analects? Surely you have mastered this already? What are you doing now? Reviewing the old to learn the new?"
Jin Changfeng pressed his mouth together. He was indeed reviewing the old to learn the new, as taught by the teacher. However, Jin Fengju's sarcastic tone indicates that he was only interested in criticising and not actually teaching. Sensing there was no point speaking up, he kept his silence. He had encountered this kind of senior at school after all and knew the best way to get them to stop was to not respond at all.
"Xiunan and Changjiao, have you come to the study to practice your feminine arts? Do you not understand the sanctity of the study and the laws of a noble family at all? Forget it, Jiao'er, you don't even have a single thread in your needle. As for you, Xiunan, do the peonies you raised grow leaves in the middle of their flowers?"
Jin Xiunan and Jin Changjiao blushed.
None of the children dared to say anything even though they felt that their father had unfairly criticised them.
As for Jin Fengju, after being criticised indirectly by Fu Qiuning, felt a lot better now that he had played his role as a father to his children. He secretly sniggered and thought: This is the best part about being a father. When I was young my old father would also suddenly come and scold me for no reason. No wonder they say that 'a daughter-in-law who endures for a thousand years becomes a mother-in-law'.
How would those few children have any idea that their unscrupulous father was secretly amused at the moment? They knew that they had done wrong, so none of them dared to speak up. Only Jin Zhenyi, at that moment, puffed up his chest. This fool was the one who was usually scolded the most by Jin Fengju, so his thick skin had trained well to become even thicker. Moreover, looking around and seeing his siblings being reprimanded as well, he felt that he was no longer the most unlucky one. As a result, he became somewhat smug.
Jin Fengju wasn't genuinely angry either. He tried hard to suppress the overwhelming joy in his heart and relaxed his expression. Sitting in his seat and watching his sons and daughters being so respectfully silent, he laughed and said, "Alright, I understand that today, you were just too concerned about your mother, so you had no mood to focus on your studies. That is fine, Father has come here today specifically to answer your questions. Once everything is clear, put your worries aside and go to school diligently tomorrow. Understood?"
If Fu Qiuning were there, she would have definitely shouted that this guy was absolutely shameless. He had clearly been chased out by her, but he shamelessly took credit for showing his concern like a loving father. However, the children were oblivious to all that and couldn't be more grateful to this respected father of theirs. They rushed forward, bombarding him with a flurry of questions.
"Father, did Mother go to the palace to sing an opera? What did she sing?"
"Father, is it true that the Empress Dowager and the Emperor are going to bestow Mother an imperial decree? Second Aunt was also granted one before, so will the Emperor change his mind and revoke it later?"
"Father, starting from tomorrow, will Mother no longer be at home? Then, what should we do? Who will manage this Elegant Mansion? Concubine Huo came over yesterday."
"Father, what kind of play was it? Will you sing a few lines? Let me and my younger sister listen to it. Honoured Mother must be busy, and our older siblings don't want to sing for us."
Jin Fengju didn't expect that his children would be as chirpy as little sparrows. Almost an hour had passed by the time he finished answering each of their questions. Sweat soaked his clothes, and he noticed his children's foreheads were also glistening with sweat. However, all their eyes were sparkling, obviously from excess excitement. Though also enjoying the heartwarming sensation, he still stood up and said, "Alright, alright, we have played around for so long, yet all of you you are still not bothered by the heat. Yu Jie, bring them downstairs to rest. Tomorrow, you still have to get up early to go to the clan school."
After giving the order, several maids walked in, but Yu Jie wasn't among them. There were even two of them who he didn't recognize. They all curtsied gracefully, and he rubbed his forehead, recalling that his wife had just selected maids for Jin Changfeng and Jin Changjiao. So, he carefully observed them and asked casually, "Are you the head maids for Feng'er and Jiao'er? What are your names?"
"This servant is called Qiu Yan (This servant is called Lotus Leaf) and greets the Young Marquis." Both maids performed another wanfu salute. Lian Ye served Jin Changfeng, while Qiu Yab served Jin Changjiao. Jin Fengju noted that although they didn't possess exceptional looks, they exuded a sense of stability and composure, which pleased him greatly. He nodded and said, "Not bad. Serve them well. If you serve well and take good care of the young master and young miss, your madam will naturally not treat you badly."
The maids thanked him and led the children away. As he watched them leave, he recalled the scene of his children's affectionate interaction and felt delighted. However, he soon thought of Jin Zhenxuan and Jin Xiuzhen, the elder siblings. He realised that he hadn't visited the Clear Soft Pavilion for a while and decided it was time to check on them. Those two children were most sensitive and thoughtful since they followed their mother. He also thought of Jin Xiuru and Jin Xiufen. People in this expansive estate tended to praise or belittle others, so he should carefully choose some gifts for the children to prevent any sycophants from looking down on their charges if they thought that the girls had lost his favour.
Feeling distressed, he rubbed his forehead. He thought: Others only have to deal with mundane matters , while I am the one who is constantly bothered with state affairs, family matters, and everything else. Sigh, even if I am divided into eight pieces, it still wouldn't be enough. If I had known it would be like this, I wouldn't have listened to my parents back then and taken on these concubines. Now, besides adding to his troubles, what else can they do?
But it was too late for regrets. He could only think of how to manage everything as best as he could. While contemplating, he returned to his bedroom and noticed a silhouette near the window, illuminated by candlelight. It was dancing gracefully, yet it did not seem to be any of the usual songs or dances. Jin Fengju realised it should be Fu Qiuning acting out a play. However, her footsteps and gestures were extraordinarily beautiful, captivating the viewers. He wondered how enchanting it would be when paired with music and singing.
After silently watching for a while, Jin Fengju realised he had only heard Fu Qiuning's clear singing before and had never seen her perform with such grace. He was fascinated and continued watching until she stopped dancing before he entered the room. He heard her singing a familiar verse, "Walking forward with sorrow and tears…"
"Yi? What opera is this? I have never heard you sing it before," Jin Fengju raised an eyebrow in surprise. Hearing his voice, Fu Qiuning turned around and asked, "Have the children all gone to sleep?" After he confirmed they were, she replied, "Usually, I only sing a few pieces for you all. How could I perform the entire play? Do you know how many pieces there are in one play? Is it so unusual that you have never heard it? What is so astonishing about it?" She couldn't help but stretch and yawn, saying, "Finally, it is almost done. Tomorrow, I still have to go to the palace and Lord Husband still has to attend court, so we had better sleep early."
Jin Fengju embraced Qiuning and rested his chin on her face, sounding somewhat forlorn, "I really have bashed my own foot with a stone. If it weren't for my loose mouth, how would you be so busy until we cannot even enjoy some intimacy?"
Fu Qiuning laughed, "You only realise this now? Wanting to love your country, and also wanting to love your family, how would there be any perfect outcome for both of them? Alright, stop dawdling, go to sleep. I am also sleepy now."
Jin Fengju grinned playfully, "If I said that in the past, you would have sent me to another house. Why aren't you anything now?" He was joking, but when he saw Fu Qiuning's expression turning cold, he remembered that she was different from other women. If it were anyone else, even Jiang Wanying, she might playfully suggest going to another house but meant it half-jokingly. Only Qiuning, ever since they became husband and wife in name and reality, had never spoken such words again.
He also remembered those heartfelt words she had told him before: "Jealousy is one of the Seven Divorcing Offences, but if you truly love someone, how can jealousy not exist? For example, if I were thinking of another man right now, besides feeling ashamed and angry, wouldn't you feel sour inside too? In the past, I could push you away because I didn't have you in my heart. But once I had you there, how could I push you away?
You can say that I am not virtuous enough, you can even call me a 'Lion on the East Riverbank' , it is fine. Anyway, whenever I see you going to someone else, I feel uncomfortable in my heart, and I won't willingly push you towards someone else. I am not a saint either, advocating for universal love. But making those young ladies follow you and remain unmarried spinsters from then on is indeed cruel, especially considering they have borne your flesh and blood. So, in the future, if you go to someone else's house, you don't have to tell me. As the saying goes, 'Ignorance is bliss'. If we could be a little more ignorant about some things in this world, we'd be much happier than being aware of everything." Thinking about that, he regretted his careless words even more. Thus, he quickly expressed his affection, trying to comfort and please Qiuning.
Fu Qiuning knew that in the current era, it was common for men to have multiple wives and concubines. Even though women like Jin Yanqiu were formidable and reason was on her side, she still had to bow to the Empress Dowager, suppress her sharpness and swallow her words. This revealed how low the status of women was. Jin Fengju's treatment of her was truly a rare depth of affection that allowed such tolerance and indulgence. However, there was still some discomfort in her heart, which she didn't show on her face. She merely said softly, "Lord Husband doesn't have to do this. Brother Xuan and the Second Young Miss have not seen you in a while too. Take this opportunity to spend time with them, or you, as a father, would gain a reputation for being biased."
Hearing her words, Jin Fengju felt relieved. He knew he didn't need to be so accommodating and indulgent to Fu Qiuning. But for some reason, he wanted to cherish and love this woman in his heart. As long as it wasn't something unreasonably cruel, he was willing to let her have her way. When he saw her jealous, there was only joy in his heart, feeling that it was because she cared about him. When she was angry and distant, a sense of fear crept into his heart. If he couldn't appease her, he wouldn't even be able to swallow rice. At that moment, only did he understand why some men feared their wives like tigers. It was more like being deeply in love than being afraid. For many of them, when they truly loved, there were no resentments. Wasn't that how he felt?
The pair of husband and wife sighed silently in their hearts, then blew out the lights and went to bed. Needless to say, there were no words spoken throughout the night.
This lasted all the way until just past dawn when Fu Qiuning got up early. After seeing Jin Fengju off to court, she also got busy with dressing and grooming herself. Meanwhile, she watched Jin Changfeng, Jin Zhenyi and the others in their group of four children eating their meal. She advised, "Today, I am afraid I will not be home all day. You two should behave well at the clan school. You are not allowed to cause any trouble, especially you, Brother Yi. I talked with your father last night, and he mentioned that your poetry has shown some improvement. Don't you get into any more trouble and ruin the good impression he has of you. Xiunan, you are well-behaved, help me keep an eye on your brother when you have the time."
After speaking, when she saw Yu Jie entering the room, she asked, "Did you bring the salty pastries for them today as I instructed? The weather is hot today, and the school only provides regular meals. People tend to sweat a lot, so would be good to have some salty pastries with water, which is good for the body." This was common knowledge for modern people, but she had to come up with an absurd excuse since she couldn't openly talk about such things in ancient times.
Hearing that Yu Jie had prepared everything, she took the box and saw that each person had an egg and two rolls of stuffed vegetables, nodding in satisfaction. After finishing her meal, she saw the junior servants holding the food boxes and accompanying the children away, and so she hurriedly brought Yu Jie and Jian Feng to Health & Longevity Court. There, she saw Old Madam Jin and Madam Jiang, who were already prepared, waiting for her together.
"I am a little late because I had to send the children off to school," Fu Qiuning smiled as she entered. Perhaps Jiang Wanying disliked seeing her being favoured, so wasn't in the room that early in the morning. Only Madam Fang and He'shi were there sitting there, accompanying Old Madam Jin.
Madam Jiang appeared to be in a very cheerful mood that day. Not only did she not turn a ten-thousand-year ice statue face at Fu Qiuning, but she even deigned to feign some vague indifferent interest as she said, "Brother Yi is now at your place, yes? How are the brother and sister doing?"
Fu Qiuning privately rolled her eyes but managed to muster up a smile to say, "In response to Elder Madam, Brother Yi'er has become more sensible after the incident. As for Third Young Miss, although she has a sharp tongue and does not casually speak, she is getting along well in Elegant Mansion."
Madam Jiang nodded, satisfied that she had done her duty as a grandmother and paused to observe Fu Qiuning for a moment. Aside from the pearl ornament on her head, she was still dressed as plainly as before. There was makeup on her face, but her stoic expression lacked the charm and vivacity of Jiang Wanying or her own daughter. For some reason, this utter plainness, which had annoyed her before, now evoked a sense of steadfastness and reliability. Moreover, there appeared to be an impression of strength in her delicate figure.
When she thought back again to how Fu Qiuning had raised Jin Changfeng and his sister into such respectable individuals, Madam Jiang suddenly felt three-tenths of her hatred towards this woman dissipate into a general feeling of benevolence. Feeling pleased with her own great magnanimity, she stood up and said loftily, "It is getting late, Old Madam, we should head out now."
Madam Fang also stood up, envy sparking in her eyes. Per protocol, as one of the official wives of the duchy, she should also have the right to an audience with the Empress Dowager. However, the Empress Dowager had specifically summoned only Old Madam Jin and Madam Jiang. In fact, the Empress Dowager had been so excited that she had blurted out the two names the day before. If Madam Fang had followed along, the Empress Dowager would probably have been happy to see her. However, the golden lips had spoken and the words were taken as a verbal decree. Therefore, how could anyone dare to defy it? Thus, they have no choice but to conduct themselves according to established rules and procedures.
Because most of the younger gentlemen of the Jin clan were not around, the only male escort they could count on was the idling home guard Jin Yu. Even Jin Shi had gone to court. Therefore, only Jin Yu was around to accompany his mother and wife to the palace. At the palace gate, they found that a eunuch from Chengci Palace was already waiting for them. After exchanging a few words with the eunuch, Jin Yu handed over his charges to the eunuch, who led the sedan chair procession all the way to the palace; leaving the Duke of Jing at the gate, a gratified smile on his face.
When the group arrived at Chengci Palace, two old matrons trotted out to welcome them with the full wanfu salute even before they announced their arrival. They beamed at Old Madam Jin, and one of them said, "Old Madam, it has been a while since we last saw you. You still look quite sturdy."
Neither Madam Jiang nor Fu Qiuning knew the matron, but Old Madam did. She knew that the old matron was one of the trusted and reliable attendants who had accompanied the Empress into the palace as a dowry maid on her wedding day. Not daring to be neglectful, Old Madam Jin quickly replied with a smile, "I dare not claim that. I recall that you are two years older than I, but you look much livelier than myself."
As they continued to cheerfully banter back and forth, the two matrons led them into a side hall of Chengci Palace. On the way, Matron Feng smiled at Fu Qiuning and said, "Madam, the Empress Dowager was absolutely thrilled with your performance yesterday. She could not even get a good night's rest because you did not sing the full performance for her. She rolled and turned throughout the night, asking this one over and over again just what kind of play it was and what story it was based on. Alas, this old woman lacks talent and could not soothe her curiosity. As a result, the old woman couldn't fall asleep until the early morning and woke up early today, saying that she ought to have bidden you to come to visit her early. She feared that you would, out of courtesy, only come in the afternoon, making her wait all morning. What was she to do?"
Naturally, as the subordinate, Fu Qiuning tittered lightly at the joke.
The lively chatter continued as they made it to the receiving hall. The general outlay of the room was similar to Health & Longevity Court's, but much larger and more exquisitely decorated. Opulence and luxury practically shimmered in the air and Fu Qiuning could feel herself being dazzled by the sense of wealth and money painted into the very walls of the place.
To Fu Qiuning's eyes, which had not yet adjusted themselves to what absolute wealth and luxury were supposed to look like, the antique furniture, huge vases, and decorations of jade and gold practically screamed 'Imperial Family'! She had no idea whether this was vulgar, kitsch, or tasteful. The only thing swirling in her mind was: If any of these antiques survived to the modern era, just how much would they be worth?
They walked around the folding screen and found the Empress Dowager sitting on a couch. Upon seeing them, she smiled and said, "I could hear you all chattering all the way here. That old hag must be scheming against me again. You must not believe anything that comes out of her mouth. I slept quite well last night."
Fu Qiuning blinked at the vulgar term. Was this something that the older generation ladies like to call their maids? Elder Madam likes to call her Luo Cui 'slut'. It must be a generational thing since Elder Madam Jiang looked uncomfortable.
The Empress Dowager seemed to have noticed her surprise and smiled, "What? Are you thinking that this Empress Dowager seems different from yesterday? Do not worry, we are still the same person. It is just that in Clear Jade Palace yesterday, with the Emperor and ministers present, I, as an Empress Dowager, had to maintain the aura of a motherly ruler. Now, in my own territory, if I still have to sing along to that tune, wouldn't it exhaust me to death?"
"Indeed," Fu Qiuning murmured quietly, thinking: Madam, I never asked you. Are you showing off or trying to make us lower our defences?
Meanwhile, a seat was ordered for Madam Jiang. While that was happening, the Empress Dowager patted the small table situated between the couch and said to Old Madam Jin, "My in-law, do come and sit beside me. We are two old bones that cannot be compared to these agile young ones. If your back happens to hurt, you can lean down. No one will dare laugh at us."
Old Madam Jin quickly simpered and jokingly declined a few times before taking her seat on the couch. The Empress Dowager even bade her to sit more comfortably and not sit so stiffly, saying, "If you hold any respect for me, lean down a little more. If you see me leaning, you are not allowed to sit upright, or others will laugh at me for being old. If you happen to lean before me, I shall be even more delighted."
At once, the room erupted into titters and chuckles.
In that instant, Fu Qiuning's smile froze on her face. This… isn't this Empress Dowager exactly the same as Old Madam Jin?! In fact, she even had her own background maids and attendants thrilling in the background laughing at every little joke that rolled out of that golden mouth.
Fu Qiuning couldn't help but marvel, thinking: Those two old things sitting on the couch, just who was imitating whom? Was it the Empress Dowager who imitated the Old Madam or the other way around? No, it must be the other way around. Look how the Old Madam simpers and titters with the best of them while the most powerful woman in the room keeps rolling out joke after vulgar joke from her royal mouth.
Personally, Fu Qiuning had no idea whether pretending to laugh and titter was better than cold silence, but, when in the Chengci Palace, do as the Chengci Palace's lower-class women do. Thus, she too opened her mouth to titter and laugh with the rest of the giggling women, a hand over her mouth to cover her dismay…
Finally, the old Empress Dowager eagerly turned to Fu Qiuning and said, "Perform the Fairy Couple for us!"
Having trained herself to laugh at everything the Empress Dowager said, Fu Qiuning accidentally burst out laughing, just a tad too loudly, which she hurriedly covered up by waving her handkerchief quickly to say, "Goodness, perform? I cannot lay claim to the talent of performing the entirety of an opera on my own. Do allow this humble woman to select a few excellent female performers and rehearse first for the best impact. For now, I beg Empress Dowager to settle for a few verses, which I promise to give my very best effort."
The Empress Dowager said, "That is fine too. I suppose having no musical accompaniment or dancing would be a little lacking, but that is fine for now."
Thus, Fu Qiuning sang a few pieces for everyone's entertainment. To save her voice, she spent the rest of the time explaining the story that inspired the play. Needless to say, the story of Dong Yong and the Seven Celestials won the Empress Dowager's sympathy and sighs. However, the old Empress Dowager soon became puzzled and couldn't help but say, "Why do I remember this story differently? Wasn't it about two brothers, with the elder being cruel, driving the younger one away and giving him only an old cow? The cow then tells the younger brother to go to the riverbank, where he finds a group of extremely beautiful women bathing at night…"
Fu Qiuning immediately recognized that it was the story of The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl . However, since the boss lady was talking, she kept quiet. At any rate, she had to allow the boss to show off as well. Since all the palace attendants present were mature women, without any unmarried young ladies or princesses, the old Empress Dowager had no reservations and enjoyed herself telling the racier version of the story to elicit gasps and titters from her audience.
Once the final gasp and nervous laughter had died off, Fu Qiuning smiled and said, "In response to Your Majesty's words, I believe this story is about the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. An opera of this story does exist. However, four months is not enough time to properly learn and perform this story for the All Nations Cultural Festival."
The old Empress Dowager laughed loudly, "No wonder, no wonder, it turns out we have recalled the wrong story. These stories are too similar. I vaguely recall Dong Yong and the Seven Celestials, but cannot remember the details. So, you know songs from other stories? Sing one from The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl."
Fu Qiuning thought of kicking herself, but there was no choice but to indulge the boss lady. She thought for a moment. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl was also a classic piece in Huangmei Opera. Back then, renowned Huangmei Opera performers, Yan Fengying and Wang Shaofang, had also performed this story. Therefore, Fu Qiuning was well-versed in it. In the end, she decided on the famous excerpt from The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl
"Melons and fruits hang lush on racks, the wind stirs golden waves in the rice fields, listening to the laughter and chatter in the quiet night, just how joyful life can be…"
As the song came to an end, everyone appeared intoxicated by the beauty of the melody. For a moment, the vast room was so quiet that not even a breath could be heard. However, at that moment, the sound of footsteps approached, and then a palace maid entered and performed a wanfu salute, saying "Reporting to Empress Dowager, Musician Zhang and Musician Liu have arrived. They have arrived earlier but stopped us servants from announcing them until the end of the Marchioness' song."
Fu Qiuning blinked, she thought: Ah, time to work. I wonder, how did ancient people write music in the past? Should I just sing and have them work and record the melody through the flute and the qin? Other instruments can be incorporated once the basic melody has been transcribed.
As she pondered over how best to delegate the problem, two palace maids lowered the beaded curtains and the two musicians came in and knelt from beyond the curtain. One of them spoke, "In response to Your Majesty, we have been sent by His Majesty the Emperor to compose music for the Marchioness. We shall do our best to compose the music suited for the song. Perhaps the Marchioness might let us know what instruments may be needed for the performance? This official shall have the players dispatched to play the song."
Fu Qiuning frowned. Would they have to get the full orchestra? Well, if the people here really wanted to win the Festival, a full orchestra would certainly be more impressive. Therefore, she said, "We may need players for the pipa, yangqin, guqin, guzheng, gongs, drums, cymbals, flutes, xiao and others depending on the songs and stage effects. Once the songs have been composed, instruments may be added or reduced as you see fit as musicians. I am merely a singer and not a player of instruments."
Hearing Fu Qiuning's concise, yet humble response, they respectfully took their leave. After a while, another female official came in and informed Fu Qiuning that the singers and dancers were ready, and requested Fu Qiuning to personally select them.
Fu Qiuning then excused herself and followed the female official to a waterside pavilion. As she looked into the distance, all she could see was a vast expanse of water with misty waves. In the nearby area, dozens of mu of lotus flowers were in bloom, their leaves extending endlessly, a brilliant shade of emerald, with white or pink lotus buds in groups of two and three. Though it wasn't the season for the lotus flowers to be in full bloom, and only a few buds had blossomed, the sight of those jade-like lotus leaves placed close together and leaning on each other was already delightful to the eyes. With a gentle breeze blowing, the lotus leaves undulated like waves, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Fatalistically, Fu Qiuning thought: Well, who knows what dead bodies are buried underneath these lovely flowers?