After Losing Her Husband, She Turned the Petty Villains in the Marquis

by Usui Takumii

not mine, asia novels. Total:474 chapters. Beware MTL with some editing.

6. 51 to 60

Chapter 51: How Should I Instruct?

Old Madam Zhang truly regretted marrying her daughter off to Wu Guoliang; not only had she lost her daughter early on, but now her granddaughter was being tormented by a stepmother. Yet, what could she do now?

Just as Wu Guoliang had said, if word got out, it wouldn't bode well for her granddaughter either. Having a sister who had demeaned herself, her granddaughter could forget about marrying well. Thinking of Wu Jingyun's marital prospects, Old Madam Zhang sighed, waved her hand, and dismissed Wu Guoliang.

Wu Guoliang knew that Old Madam Zhang had agreed. He thanked her profusely, bowed deeply, and exited the room, leaving space for the grandmother and granddaughter to speak.

"Speak, why do you want to break off your engagement with the heir of the Marquis of Yongning?" Old Madam Zhang was perplexed; she had personally pleaded with the Marquis's residence for this match.

Kneeling before Old Madam Zhang, Wu Jingyun lifted her tear-streaked face and said, "Grandmother, Xiao Yuchen has always harbored feelings for Liu Biqin. If I marry him, how can I endure it? If I have to watch their tender affection every day, I'd rather be dead."

Hearing her words, Old Madam Zhang paused before asking, "How did you come to know of Xiao Yuchen's enduring feelings for Liu Biqin?"

Wu Jingyun remained silent, head bowed, prompting Old Madam Zhang, her brows furrowed, to press further, "Did you hear the rumors that Xiao Yuchen is harboring Liu Biqin, and believe he's still infatuated with her?"

Still silent, what could Wu Jingyun say? Could she admit that she had personally experienced it in a past life, an ordeal too bitter to recount?

"Such a sin!" Old Madam Zhang tapped Wu Jingyun's forehead with her finger, then pulled her up to sit beside her and said, "What's gotten into you now? Even if Xiao Yuchen's heart is entirely with Liu Biqin, so what? Once you're married into the Marquis's family, you'll be the Marquis's wife. Once you have children and secure your position, what does it matter if Xiao Yuchen frolics with Liu Biqin?"

"Grandmother, but I can't get past this in my heart," Wu Jingyun sobbed, her tears for both her past and present lives. In her previous life, she had heard the same words but couldn't help herself; she couldn't help but yearn for Xiao Yuchen's heart to be with her.

Old Madam Zhang closed her eyes, then said, "Well, it's better this way. It's good that the engagement is broken off. You have deep feelings for Xiao Yuchen. If he reciprocated, it would be fine, but he clearly doesn't. If you married him, you would be doomed to a life of misery. Yet, breaking off the engagement will make your future marriage prospects challenging."

"I know, but it's better than enduring agony every day." She couldn't bear to live through her past life's torments again.

Old Madam Zhang wiped her tears with a handkerchief, rallying her spirits, "But don't worry, I'm here for you. We don't seek a lofty family, only a man of good character with a promising future."

What the Zhang family didn't lack were talented scholars from humble backgrounds. Choosing wisely, marrying such a scholar would make for a decent life.

Having made up her mind, Old Madam Zhang had someone send a visiting card to the Marquis of Yongning's residence. Tang Shuyi received the card just after dinner, calling people to join her in playing Mahjong, still not satisfied from her previous game.

Xiao Yuchen, seeing her enthusiasm, sat down to play a few rounds. Xiao Yuming, always keen on games, joined as well. Xiao Yuzhu wanted to play but didn't know how, so Cuiyun sat next to her as an advisor.

"Let's make it clear, we're playing for real," Tang Shuyi said with a smile, looking at Xiao Yuzhu, "Don't cry if you lose."

"I won't cry," Xiao Yuzhu declared, removing a pearl-embellished hairpin from her head and placing it on the table. "I bet this."

Xiao Yuming picked up her hairpin, examining it and said, "It could fetch some silver."

Xiao Yuzhu huffed, and Tang Shuyi said, "If he wins your hairpin, make him wear it on his head."

Xiao Yuzhu thought of her second brother with a pearl flower on his head and clapped her hands, exclaiming, "Good, I must lose this pearl flower to my second brother."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Just then, the steward came over and handed a visiting card to Tang Shuyi, who glanced at it before passing it to Xiao Yuzhen. Xiao Yuming and Xiao Yuzhu, curious about its contents, leaned in to have a look.

Seeing her siblings huddled together, Tang Shuyi couldn't help but laugh. She asked, "What do you think Old Lady Zhang is coming for?"

"She couldn't possibly be coming to plead a case, could she?" Xiao Yuming speculated.

Xiao Yuzhen placed the card on the table, remarking, "Why not? The incident at Chongguang Temple has tarnished the reputation of all the women in Wu's household, including Wu Jingyun."

"Then this Old Lady Zhang is really swallowing her pride," said Xiao Yuming, returning to his seat. He added, "If I were in her shoes, I'd deal with Feng and Wu Guoliang first."

Tang Shuyi began shuffling the cards, saying, "Feng will definitely be dealt with, but as for Wu Guoliang, Old Lady Zhang probably can't do much to him. After all, Wu Jingyun still lives under his roof."

"That's really frustrating," sympathized Xiao Yuzhu, although she didn't fully grasp their conversation.

Glancing at her, Tang Shuyi commented, "Actually, the root of the problem lies with Wu Jingyun."

Xiao Yuzhu looked puzzled, so Tang Shuyi explained, "She takes her grudges too seriously and acts only considering herself, not thinking about others. Your elder brother was engaged to her, yet he sent Liu Biqin to Meihuaxiang. Her resentment towards your brother is understandable, and her desire to break off the engagement is reasonable. I hinted to her that if she wished to call off the engagement, we could discuss it amicably.

Had she accepted my proposal and smoothly called off the engagement, then strived to live a better life, wouldn't that have been better? The greatest revenge against an enemy is to live a better and happier life than them. But look at the mess now; she can't clean it up herself and has to have her elders lose face and beg."

Xiao Yuzhu nodded earnestly, "If it were me, I certainly wouldn't act like that."

"What would you do?" Tang Shuyi inquired.

Xiao Yuzhu huffed, "If I were Wu Jingyun, I'd first beat up elder brother to vent my anger, then break off the engagement. After that, just like mother said, I'd live a better and more successful life than elder brother, infuriating him."

Tang Shuyi laughed heartily, "Right, that's exactly what you should do."

Still, the same saying goes, if Wu Jingyun had only targeted Xiao Yuzhen, even if she beat him half to death, Tang Shuyi wouldn't interfere.

Xiao Yuzhen's expression soured slightly, "I haven't wronged Miss Wu in any way."

Xiao Yuzhu glared at him, "She was engaged to you, destined to be your wife, but you were intimate with another woman. How humiliating for her! Isn't it natural for her to be upset and want to beat you up for losing face? Isn't she entitled to call off the engagement?"

Xiao Yuzhen: "...Women should not be so unruly."

Xiao Yuzhu hummed and looked towards Tang Shuyi, "Mother, am I right?"

Tang Shuyi nodded in agreement, "You are. However, doing things methodically would be better."

Xiao Yuzhu couldn't bear the thought of marrying someone who harbored a secret love; just the thought made her uncomfortable.

Xiao Yuzhu's eyes sparkled as she looked at Tang Shuyi, "How should it be methodical?"

"I'll teach you later," her mother replied.

Xiao Yuzhen, listening to the mother-daughter conversation, didn't know what to say and remained silent for a while before speaking up, "Mother, you shouldn't teach Yuzhu in this manner."

Tang Shuyi glanced at him sideways, "And how should I teach her? To follow the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues', to obey her father before marriage, her husband after marriage, and her son if widowed?"

"That's exactly how it should be," Xiao Yuzhen asserted.

Tang Shuyi slapped a card onto the table center, looking at Xiao Yuzhen, "So, you mean to say, now that my husband has passed, I should obey you in all matters?"

Chapter 52: What is Love in This World?

Tang Shuyi slapped a card onto the table center, looking at Xiao Yuzhen, "So, you mean to say, now that my husband has passed, I should obey you in all matters?"

"Son... that's not what I meant," Xiao Yuzhen immediately stood up, adopting a very respectful demeanor. He indeed hadn't meant for Tang Shuyi to obey him in everything, but the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' was an ideology he'd been taught since childhood.

Now his mind was somewhat muddled.

Seeing him stand up, Xiao Yuming and Xiao Yuzhu also rose to their feet respectfully.

Tang Shuyi sat there, gazing down at the card in her hand—a blank tile, square and straight, much like the rigid expectations society had for women in ancient times. She quietly mulled over the words 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues', then looked up at Xiao Yuzhen, "Are the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' written into the law?"

Xiao Yuzhen replied softly, "No."

"Well then," Tang Shuyi gestured for them to sit, looking at Xiao Yuzhen and Xiao Yuming again, "Whether right or wrong, I won't judge, but I and my daughter will not rigidly adhere to the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues'."

Xiao Yuzhen and Xiao Yuming remained silent, unsure of what to say. The 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' was a concept they were deeply familiar with since childhood, but seeing their mother so lively and unrestrained, they found it refreshing.

"Let's continue the game," Tang Shuyi turned to Xiao Yuming, "It's your turn."

Xiao Yuming uttered an acknowledgment and casually played a card.

In a hushed tone, Cuiyun whispered to Xiao Yuzhu, "Miss, it's your turn to hit."

Xiao Yuzhu glanced at the Five of Bamboo thrown by Xiao Yuming, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I won't hit. I'm still hoping to lose this pearl hairpin to Second Brother so he can wear it."

Tang Shuyi chuckled and then said to Xiao Yuming, "Why don't you wear it for her now, so she won't keep thinking about it?"

Xiao Yuming, ever playful and not one for strict adherence to rules, replied, "Come on, put it on. Maybe with the hairpin, I'll look more dashing than Big Brother."

Tang Shuyi laughed heartily as Xiao Yuzhu excitedly got up with the pearl hairpin, walked over to Xiao Yuming, inserted it into his hair, stepped back to appraise him, and exclaimed, "Mother, doesn't he look lovely?"

Xiao Yuming touched it with his hand and shook his head, causing the strands of pearls on the hairpin to collide and emit a charming tinkling sound.

"Lovely indeed." Tang Shuyi almost cried with laughter and said, "Our Second Young Master really does look dashing with the hairpin, even more so than your Big Brother."

Xiao Yuchen felt teased but also found the sight of Xiao Yuming with the hairpin both amusing and endearing.

After the playful antics, they resumed their card game until eight in the evening. Xiao Yuchen and Xiao Yuming returned to their quarters to rest, while Tang Shuyi took Xiao Yuzhu's hand and led her into the eastern chamber. It was already tidy, and Xiao Yuzhu had moved in.

"Mother, do we really not have to adhere to the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues'?" Xiao Yuzhu asked Tang Shuyi in a low voice.

"Indeed, we don't," Tang Shuyi whispered back. "Just abide by the law and basic moral principles; the rest is unimportant. Of course, it's better to keep this between us. If others talk to you about the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues,' just listen, there's no need to argue."

"Why?" asked Xiao Yuzhu.

Tang Shuyi explained earnestly, "Because everyone believes the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' are correct. If we say they're not, we're going against the majority. Can the two of us stand against everyone else?"

Xiao Yuzhu shook her head, and Tang Shuyi continued, "That's why it's enough for us to know in our hearts; there's no need to tell others."

"But everyone says the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' are right!" Xiao Yuzhu said, looking perplexed.

Tang Shuyi pulled her to sit on the bed, whispering, "Do you think you'd be happier adhering to the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues' or not?"

Without hesitation, Xiao Yuzhu replied, "Of course, not adhering."

"So, let's secretly be happy on our own," Tang Shuyi whispered back.

Xiao Yuzhu's eyes sparkled mischievously, like a little mouse that had stolen some oil. Tang Shuyi patted her head, "Go wash up and rest now."

Xiao Yuzhu nodded and then, tugging at Tang Shuyi's sleeve, said, "Mother, when you don't think about Father, you seem happier. Maybe... you should stop thinking about him."

Tang Shuyi was momentarily stunned, then she replied with a smile, "Alright, from now on, Mother won't think about him."

Xiao Yuzhu cracked a smile. Although she was somewhat naive about many matters, she remembered how her mother often mentioned her father in the past, always in a melancholy manner. Back then, their entire family seemed shrouded in a gloomy fog, and no one was cheerful.

Recently, her mother seldom brought up her father, and she had become more cheerful and radiant, revitalizing the spirits of the whole family.

"Go to sleep," Tang Shuyi said, patting Xiao Yuzhu's head again before she left the east wing room.

Standing in the courtyard, looking up at the bright moon in the night sky, Tang Shuyi couldn't help but sigh, "Oh, what is this thing called love!"

From her memories, she could feel the deep affection her predecessor had for Xiao Huai. When Xiao Huai was stationed at the frontier, she was filled with longing and worry. After his death, her longing turned into illness. Then, considering the deep love Wu Jingyun in the book held for Xiao Yuchen, she sighed again, "What's the point?"

Love was the most hurtful thing; it was better not to touch it. Her life was perfect as it was now, enjoying the luxuries of a noble lady, raising her children, and contemplating how to make money. Life couldn't be better.

After her musings, she returned to her room to wash up and rest. She had developed the habit of going to bed early and rising early. Shortly after lying down, she fell asleep.

In the front courtyard, Xiao Yuchen and Xiao Yuming stood in the cold wind in silence. After a while, Xiao Yuming, feeling impatient, said, "Big brother, what exactly do you want to say? Just spit it out. Aren't you cold?"

Xiao Yuchen looked up at the bright moon in the night sky with a melancholic expression, "Mother is doing well now, but her words today are somewhat worrisome."

Xiao Yuming rolled his eyes, "With Mother's current way of handling things, would she suffer a loss? Would she let anyone catch her in a fault?"

Xiao Yuchen shook his head, "No." She would only make others suffer.

"Then there's nothing to worry about. As long as Mother doesn't suffer or get caught in a fault, what does it matter if she doesn't follow the 'Three Obediences and Four Virtues'?" Xiao Yuming walked towards his own courtyard, adding, "Big brother, you're just worrying over nothing. You'd be better off reading more books and trying to pass the imperial examination."

Xiao Yuchen: "…You should also practice martial arts properly."

Xiao Yuming: "If you can pass the imperial examination, I won't have to worry."

Having someone ahead of him would mean less pressure for him to play around. His only fear was that Xiao Yuchen wouldn't be able to hold up the marquis's estate, and then Tang Shuyi would set her hopes on him.

Xiao Yuchen watched his younger brother's retreating figure, then smiled self-deprecatingly and returned to his own Qingfeng Garden. Indeed, he was overthinking. His mother's current way of doing things was as good as any man's, and even if she acted a bit unrestrainedly, no one could catch her in a fault.

It seemed that his younger brother understood things better than he did; he was just too mischievous. If only he could use his cleverness for good purposes.

Chapter 53: A Very High Move in the Game of Chess

The next day, Tang Shuyi got up, dressed simply, and strolled slowly to the training ground. There, she saw Xiao Yuming practicing horse stance with sandbags tied to his arms and a brick balanced on his head. Despite the cool autumn air, his forehead was beaded with sweat.

"I'll ask the kitchen to add more meat to the meals," Tang Shuyi instructed Cui Zhu and Cui Yun. With Xiao Yuming's vigorous exercise, his nutrition needs to keep up.

"Sister Zhang from the kitchen makes excellent dried meat. We could have her make more for the Second Young Master to snack on," Cui Zhu suggested.

"Good, you can go and arrange that later."

While chatting, the mistress and her maids took a stroll around the small garden beside the training ground before returning to Shian Garden. Soon, the three children arrived, and Tang Shuyi called for breakfast to be served. After breakfast, Xiao Yuzhen and Xiao Yuming went to their respective studies and schools.

Tang Shuyi pondered whether to hire another tutor for Xiao Yuzhen, but he had already learned what he needed; what remained was integrating and applying his knowledge. Ideally, a teacher who had participated in the imperial examinations and achieved high honors would be best.

"Mother, I want to listen to your conversation with Old Madam Zhang," Xiao Yuzhu tugged at her sleeve.

After some thought, Tang Shuyi agreed that it might be a good practical lesson for her daughter. "Alright, you can hide behind the screen, but make sure you don't make any noise."

Xiao Yuzhu nodded vigorously.

Tang Shuyi then instructed Cui Zhu to welcome the guests at the gate while she returned to her bedroom to change into a fresh outfit. As she dressed, she asked, "How's the men's clothing I ordered coming along?"

While tying her waistband, Cui Yun replied, "I'll check on it shortly, it should be nearly ready."

"Once it's ready, I'll take you both out for a stroll," Tang Shuyi teased, and Cui Yun covered her mouth, chuckling.

After getting ready, they proceeded to the reception hall. Tang Shuyi instructed Xiao Yuzhu's two maids, Qing Mei and Qing Shuang, to hide her behind the screen, reiterating that they must remain silent.

"Don't worry, mother, I won't make a peep," Xiao Yuzhu said as she disappeared behind the screen, with Qing Mei and Qing Shuang hurrying after her.

Soon, Cui Yun arrived with the guest, and Tang Shuyi stepped out to welcome them. After exchanging greetings, she assisted Old Madam Zhang into the hall.

Once seated, Old Madam Zhang commented, "You seem much healthier, your spirits must have lifted."

Sincerely, Tang Shuyi replied with a smile, "I've come to terms with some things, and naturally, my spirits have improved."

"Indeed, no matter what happens, we must look forward," Old Madam Zhang consoled, "With three children by your side, there are plenty of good days ahead."

"You're right," Tang Shuyi smiled, "Right now, all I wish for is my children to grow up safely."

"That's the right way to think," said Old Madam Zhang, sighing, "Speaking of children, I'm afraid my granddaughter has caused you some trouble."

"Old Madam," Tang Shuyi sighed as well, "The marriage between Jingyun and my son Yuzhen was arranged by you and my mother-in-law, and I've always been quite fond of Jingyun. However, it seems she's heard some rumors and wants to call off the engagement. If she wishes to break it off, that's fine; we can sit down and discuss it amicably. But her actions have truly infuriated and upset me; I'm at a loss for words."

The elderly Mrs. Zhang was completely baffled, "What has Jingyun done?"

She truly had no idea about the things Wu Jingyun had done.

Seeing that her expression didn't seem feigned, Tang Shuyi said, "Some days ago, the Liang family barged into our residence, claiming that my son Yuchen was harboring the criminal Liu Yushan's daughter. You must be aware of this, right?"

Mrs. Zhang nodded, "I am aware."

Nearly everyone in the capital knew of this incident.

"Why would the Liang family suddenly go mad and search our Mei Hua Alley residence?" asked Tang Shuyi.

Mrs. Zhang furrowed her brows in thought, "Why indeed?"

Tang Shuyi said, "Because someone tipped them off, claiming that my son had hidden Liu Yushan's daughter in Mei Hua Alley. Elder Mrs. Zhang, do you know who sent them the tip?"

Mrs. Zhang clenched her fists, already having her suspicions, but still asked with a sliver of hope, "Who was it?"

Tang Shuyi didn't respond, instead she took a sip of tea from the cup beside her, causing Mrs. Zhang's heart to rise to her throat. Taking a deep breath, she asked, "You're saying it was… Jingyun?"

Tang Shuyi gave her a confirming look, but Mrs. Zhang still found it hard to believe, asking, "Is there… any evidence?"

Tang Shuyi set down her teacup, "Elder Mrs. Zhang, for matters like these, even if I had evidence, could I tell you? If you go back and ask your granddaughter, wouldn't you know?"

Tang Shuyi's tone was confident, convincing Mrs. Zhang to a great extent. She knew it was unlikely for Tang Shuyi to fabricate such a thing. Moreover, if Xiao Yuchen really had hidden someone in Mei Hua Alley, it was highly probable that Jingyun knew, given her deep affection for Yuchen and her attentive concern towards him.

Yet, such a move was too drastic.

Mrs. Zhang was considerably disheartened for a moment. Tang Shuyi, who never intended to be hostile with the Zhang family, or even the Wu family, didn't plan on cutting ties permanently. There were no irreconcilable grievances between them, and they could still maintain superficial relations.

She said, "After all, she is young, acting impulsively upon hearing slander. Elder Mrs. Zhang, please guide her more in the future. However, the marriage arrangement between our children probably won't work out. It's for the best, to prevent them from becoming a resentful couple."

"I came today precisely to discuss this matter," Mrs. Zhang rallied her spirits and said, "Let's find a time to dissolve the children's engagement."

"Well, sooner is better than later, let's settle it tomorrow," Tang Shuyi suggested.

Mrs. Zhang nodded and added, "There's another matter, it's rather embarrassing to mention. My son-in-law told me, did Feng and her daughter attempt to scheme against the crown prince at Chongguang Temple a few days ago?"

Tang Shuyi took a sip of tea and remained silent, leaving Mrs. Zhang no choice but to continue, "As they say, evildoers will meet evil ends. That Wu Jingzhu ended up with such a fate, she brought it upon herself. But... I just hope you can keep this matter confidential."

Speaking, she carried a box over to Tang Shuyi, placing it on the table. "Yu Chen has been wronged due to someone else's schemes; this is the Wu family's way of making amends."

Tang Shuyi calmly opened the box to find it filled with numerous pearls and jades, each of impeccable quality. At the bottom, there was a piece of paper. She pulled it out, unfolded it, and saw it was a banknote for ten thousand taels.

Without changing her expression, she placed the banknote back and said, "Elder Madam, we're both parents, each wishing for our children's betterment. I won't speak of this matter to others and hope that Minister Wu will take greater care of our Yu Chen in the future."

Elder Madam Zhang hadn't expected Tang Shuyi to make such a request, which seemed simple but was actually quite significant. It was a promise from Wu Guoliang that he couldn't shirk his responsibilities when the Marquis' estate needed him.

Truly a masterful move.

Chapter 54: If you don't want anyone to know, don't do it at all.

In conversations between clever people, there's no need to be too explicit. When Tang Shuyi asked for Wu Guoliang to take better care of Xiao Yu Chen, she was implying that he couldn't evade his duties when the Yongning Marquis' estate needed him. Elder Madam Zhang couldn't make such a promise on behalf of Wu Guoliang, so she could only say she would convey the message.

After all was said and done, they exchanged some pleasantries, and Elder Madam Zhang took her leave. Tang Shuyi didn't insist on her staying; she had matters to discuss with Wu Guoliang. However, she personally escorted Elder Madam Zhang to the main gate, a significant show of respect.

Once Elder Madam Zhang was in her carriage, and far from the Yongning Marquis' estate, she said to her old maid, "The Lady of the Yongning Marquis is quite different from before. She doesn't suffer any losses, yet no one can find fault with her methods."

The old maid, recalling the radiant and spirited appearance of the Lady of the Yongning Marquis, remarked, "It seems she has moved on from the grief of the Marquis' passing."

"Not just that," Elder Madam Zhang sighed deeply, "Her actions are more methodical than before. It's the strength of a mother; with the Marquis gone and her three children not being easy to handle, she had to stand firm."

The old maid agreed, "Indeed."

Elder Madam Zhang leaned against the carriage wall, resting with her eyes closed. After a while, she added, "It seems the Duke of Tang has also spent much effort on this daughter."

She felt that Tang Shuyi's handling of matters was guided by the Duke of Tang himself.

When the carriage reached the Zhang residence, Elder Madam Zhang saw Wu Guoliang waiting at the entrance. She huffed heavily and strode into the estate, with Wu Guoliang following with an apologetic smile. Upon reaching Elder Madam Zhang's Shou'an Hall, Wu Guoliang eagerly inquired about the outcome of the visit.

Elder Madam Zhang didn't trouble him further and recounted her conversation with Tang Shuyi, ending with, "The Lady of the Yongning Marquis said that you should take better care of Xiao Yu Chen in the future. How you respond is up to you."

Wu Guoliang, a clever man, understood Tang Shuyi's implications. Yet, he was somewhat in a dilemma, unsure of how to respond. If it had been Xiao Huai of the past, he would have agreed without hesitation. Xiao Huai, though never at a loss, was always open and aboveboard.

However, the current style of the Yongning Marquis' estate was somewhat more cunning. For instance, when the Liang family trespassed into the Mei Hua Lane residence, the Yongning Marquis' estate used the pretext that the rocks in the artificial mountain were consecrated by a high monk to extort thirty thousand taels.

This time, although the Feng mother and daughter had plotted against Xiao Yu Chen at Chongguang Temple, Xiao Yu Chen had not fallen for it. Instead, it was their family who was in a state of disarray. Yet the Yongning Marquis' estate felt aggrieved, implying compensation in every word. Today, the compensation was sent over, and the Lady of the Yongning Marquis accepted it very calmly, without a word of courtesy.

With such a modus operandi, Wu Guoliang feared that in the future, the Yongning Marquis' estate might make demands too difficult for him to fulfill. But with the leverage in their hands, could he refuse?

"What about the marriage between Jingyun and the heir of the Marquis of Yongning?" Wu Guoliang still harbored some hope; though the Marquisate of Yongning's methods were not... very straightforward lately, such tactics, if used against others, were indeed satisfying. He was reluctant to let such an advantageous marriage alliance fall through.

"We will call off the engagement tomorrow," sighed Madame Zhang heavily. "Jingyun and Xiao Yuchen were fated to meet but not destined to be together. Let it be. When we call off the engagement, we should return the betrothal gifts previously given by their estate."

"This…" Wu Guoliang hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes... it is right to return the betrothal gifts to them."

He now dared not take any advantage of the Marquisate of Yongning.

After conversing for a while longer, Wu Guoliang left as he had to prepare for the annulment of the engagement. After his departure, Madame Zhang spoke towards the folding screen, "Come out now."

Wu Jingyun emerged from behind the screen; she had been eavesdropping on the conversation between Madame Zhang and Wu Guoliang. She approached Madame Zhang and curtsied, saying, "Jingyun has caused Grandmother undue concern."

Madame Zhang sighed, pulled her to sit beside her, and said, "I need to ask you something, and you must tell me the truth."

Wu Jingyun tensed up at her seriousness but nodded nonetheless. Looking straight into her eyes with a stern voice, Madame Zhang asked, "Was it you who informed the Liang family about Xiao Yuchen hiding Liu Biqin?"

Wu Jingyun gasped in shock; she hadn't expected Madame Zhang to ask about this. She had thought her actions had been flawless.

Seeing her reaction, Madame Zhang understood everything and said with a disappointed tone, "How could you be so reckless in your actions?"

"Grandmother," Wu Jingyun clutched Madame Zhang's sleeve anxiously, "How did you find out?"

Madame Zhang snorted, "How did I find out? The lady of the Marquis told me today."

Wu Jingyun was even more astonished, "How could that be? How would the Marquis's wife know?"

"There is nothing secret if oneself doesn't keep it," Madame Zhang said irritably. "The lady of the Marquis did not say how she found out, but it's obvious if you think about it. When the Marquis was alive, it was quite normal for someone of his stature to have informants in the capital."

"So, it was because of informants," Wu Jingyun muttered under her breath. She had always suspected that the Marquis's wife might also be someone reborn, and even after testing her, the doubts hadn't completely vanished. Now it seemed she had indeed been overthinking.

This was also why Tang Shuyi had told Madame Zhang today that it was Wu Jingyun who had sent the letter to the Liang family, to dispel any doubts about herself.

"It's fortunate that Xiao Yuchen didn't actually harbor the traitor's daughter," said Madame Zhang.

"Grandmother..."

Wu Jingyun wanted to say that Xiao Yuchen had indeed hidden Liu Biqin in Meihua Alley, but Madame Zhang cut her off sternly, "Regardless of the truth, Xiao Yuchen did not harbor the traitor's daughter."

Wu Jingyun lowered her head in silence. Madame Zhang continued harshly, "In the capital, many families suspect that Xiao Yuchen truly hid the Liu family girl, and even the Emperor probably wishes it were true, but there is no evidence, is there?"

"Without evidence, acting rashly is a folly, as the Liang family serves as a stark example. With the Empress backing them, their transgression was overlooked. Otherwise, with the vengeful nature of the Yongning Marquis Mansion, the Liang family would have surely suffered severe consequences."

Dowager Zhang wanted to add that if it weren't for the Empress, if the Emperor hadn't been seeking a pretext to deal with the Yongning Marquis Mansion, even the Duke of Tang would have made the Liang family suffer.

"The Yongning Marquis Mansion didn't hold you accountable, probably because they wanted to put that matter behind them quickly," Dowager Zhang continued. "Tomorrow, your engagement with Xiao Yuchen will be dissolved, and from then on, you will have no further ties with him. Let bygones be bygones, and do not bear any more grudges against the Yongning Marquis Mansion."

Wu Jingyun nodded, but inwardly she felt a deep sense of injustice. Why should Xiao Yuchen enjoy a good life in both his past and present lives?

…

After returning to his residence, Wu Guoliang went straight to Feng Shi's courtyard and instructed her to tally the betrothal gifts previously sent by the Yongning Marquis Mansion for Wu Jingyun. Feng Shi was visibly displeased with the task, but Wu Guoliang, unwilling to argue further, asserted firmly, "Just do as you are told."

Having made a mistake, Feng Shi didn't dare to object and meekly agreed. Then she asked, "My lord, what about our Jing Shu? How will she marry in the future?"

Wu Guoliang, filled with anger at the mention of Wu Jing Shu but still considering she was his daughter and couldn't remain unmarried forever, pondered and then said, "In the imperial examinations two years from now, find a scholar from a humble family."

Madam Wu was somewhat dissatisfied, "Life is hard for those of humble origins, how could our Jing Shu endure such hardships?"

"Then what do you suggest?" Wu Guoliang retorted angrily. "Do you still expect her to marry into a prominent family?"

"It's... not impossible," Madam Wu whispered to Wu Guoliang. "The proof of virginity from the wedding night could be fabricated."

Wu Guoliang looked at her as if she were a fool, "Do you think you're the only clever one in the entire Daqian Dynasty, and everyone else is a fool? In the capital, which young master of a prominent family doesn't have a host of attendants, with countless eyes watching? How would you falsify it?"

Madam Wu, clutching her handkerchief, wept, "Our Jing Shu was framed! Why should the one who harmed her live well, while my Jing Shu has to suffer for the rest of her life?"

Wu Guoliang didn't want to hear this. Regardless of whether Wu Jing Shu was harmed by Wu Jingyun or not, he had no desire to delve deeper. The matter was resolved, and there was no need to stir up more trouble. He said, "I think you're not suitable to manage the household anymore. Hand over the domestic affairs to Jingyun."

"My lord!" Madam Wu clutched Wu Guoliang's sleeve in despair, "You're trampling my dignity into the ground!"

"You've brought disgrace upon yourself," Wu Guoliang grew increasingly disgusted with her. Desperate to salvage the situation, she wept, "Jingyun is just a teenager, how can she manage a household?"

"Let Auntie Hu assist her," Wu Guoliang said, leaving her with these words as he departed. Madam Wu collapsed to the ground, wailing in despair, unable to fathom how things had reached this point.

At that moment, Wu Jing Shu and Wu Jing Ya emerged from behind the screen, and the three women, mother and daughters, embraced and wept together, presenting a scene of utter desolation.

Meanwhile, Wu Guoliang, having left Madam Wu's courtyard, proceeded to the Yongning Marquis Mansion. He was received by Xiao Yuchen, and without any scheming, he expressed his intentions—so long as the Yongning Marquis Mansion kept their silence, they could count on his assistance in the future.

Of course, though he said as much, he would have to weigh his options when the time came, depending on the demands made by the Yongning Marquis Mansion.

This time, Xiao Yuchen didn't display the nervousness he had during their last encounter; instead, he seemed quite at ease. The two conducted their conversation courteously and amicably, and when all was settled, Xiao Yuchen even personally escorted Wu Guoliang to the mansion's gates.

Wu Guoliang couldn't help but regret losing such an excellent son-in-law. Clearly, Xiao Yuchen now handled affairs with great tact and method. On reflection, it seemed only natural; after the passing of the Marquis of Yongning, as the heir, he was expected to shoulder the entire mansion's responsibilities. Evidently, the Duke of Tang must have provided no small amount of guidance.

Early the next morning, Tang Shuyi instructed the steward to deliver Wu Jingyun's engagement documents to the Wu residence, and Wu Guoliang likewise had Xiao Yuchen's engagement documents and the betrothal gifts sent to the marquis's mansion. Thus, the marriage arrangement between the two families was discreetly dissolved.

Of course, they had to let the word out where it mattered because both Xiao Yuchen and Wu Jingyun needed to be known as eligible once more in order to find suitable matches for marriage.

After the annulment, Tang Shuyi expected Xiao Yuchen to bring up the matter of Liu Biqin, but he didn't. However, this didn't mean he had forgotten her. From their interactions over time, Tang Shuyi realized that Xiao Yuchen was quite obstinate. Although he had changed significantly, some things that had almost become fixations for him remained unchanged.

She feared that her eldest son might take a serious fall on the path of love, but it was something she couldn't prevent.

At this moment, Xiao Yuchen was in his study, painting. The lady in his artwork was graceful as a willow in the wind, her eyes carrying the melancholy of autumn – it was Liu Biqin.

After finishing the last stroke, he held his brush aloft, staring entranced at the lady in the painting. After a long while, he turned to Changming, who stood by the study door, and asked, "When will someone from the West Mountain Villa come by?"

Changming entered the room and glanced at the lady in the painting before replying, "Every year-end, the household accounts need to be settled. People from there will come to reconcile the accounts with the mansion."

"Not until the end of the year, huh!" Xiao Yuchen sighed wistfully, then asked, "Is there a way to send some charcoal over there? Winter is approaching, and it must be quite cold at the villa."

"Eldest Young Master, you must be aware of our current situation. Many eyes are fixed upon our marquis's mansion. Any slight movement from us could potentially lead to great trouble," Changming advised in a soft voice.

It seemed that the incident with the Liang family had concluded with their apology, but in the shadows, countless eyes were watching the Marquis of Yongning's mansion, waiting for them to make a move. They were eager to follow the trail to Liu Biqin and then use it as a pretext to accuse the mansion.

Xiao Yuchen understood all too well, but he couldn't help worrying.

"Although the villa doesn't have the amenities of the mansion, the bedrooms there have heated brick beds. Lighting them up in the evening ensures a very warm night," Changming added.

Xiao Yuchen hummed in acknowledgment, his gaze returning to the lady in the painting. Seeing this, Changming quietly withdrew, just as Ziling was arriving with a tray of tea. He didn't stop her, thinking it might be good for her to face reality.

Ziling entered the study with the tea tray and quietly approached the desk. Just as she was about to speak, she caught sight of the painting. Biting her lip, she said, "Young Master, please have some tea."

Xiao Yuchen's eyes never left the painting as he replied, "Put it down."

Ignoring his instruction, Ziling held the tea cup up to him. Xiao Yuchen frowned, giving her a fleeting glance, and said indifferently, "You may leave."

Tears welled up in Ziling's eyes. She set down the tea cup and turned to leave. Upon exiting the study, she hurried back to her room. Changming watched her retreating figure and snorted disdainfully. Some people just couldn't recognize their place.

…

The weather cleared up on the second day, presenting a perfect opportunity for an outing. After breakfast, Tang Shuyi was brimming with excitement as she had her maids, Cui Zhu and Cui Yun, help her change into men's clothing. The seamstresses at the mansion had made her four or five sets of male attire. Tang Shuyi perused her options and pointed at an elegant white garment patterned with clouds, remarking, "Let's go with this one. Our second young master commented that white clothes are ostentatious. I want to see just how flamboyant I can look."

Cui Zhu and Cui Yun covered their mouths and giggled before helping her change. They started with the undergarments, followed by a narrow-sleeved robe, then a wide-sleeved cloak, and finally a pair of boots with elevated heels. Tang Shuyi stretched out her arms and spun around, asking, "How do I look?"

"You haven't done your hair yet," Cui Yun reminded her.

Only then did Tang Shuyi realize she was still wearing a woman's hairdo. She hastily asked Cui Zhu to style her hair. Her hair was combed up high and twisted into a topknot, then adorned with a jade crown, instantly adding a heroic touch to her appearance. With slightly thickened eyebrows, she transformed into a strikingly handsome young gentleman.

"This servant thinks you look even more dashing than the eldest young master," Cui Zhu said with a smile, with Cui Yun nodding in agreement.

Tang Shuyi took a careful look in the mirror. Although the reflection bore the same face, the transformation was remarkable. Someone not very familiar with her would likely hesitate to recognize her as the Lady of Marquis Yongning.

Standing up, she strode across the room and declared, "You two should also get ready. The young master is taking you out for some fun."

"Yes, Sixth Young Master," Cui Zhu and Cui Yun replied with smiles.

The title "Sixth Young Master" was an agreed upon designation. In the lineage of the Duke of Tang's residence, Tang Shuyi had five older brothers, naturally placing her sixth in the sequence.

In a short while, Cui Zhu and Cui Yun were ready, looking as fresh as two newly minted manservants. Cui Yun took the name Yun Cheng, and Cui Zhu became Zhu An.

"Follow your master," Tang Shuyi commanded, striding out, with Cui Zhu and Cui Yun quickly stepping to keep pace.

PS: Posting with a phone today is not very convenient, so two chapters were edited down to one, but the word count remains unchanged, haha.

Chapter 56: Truly a Laughing and Crying Matter

Once the trio of master and servants left the inner chambers, the maids and older female servants, upon seeing them all dressed in men's clothes, were momentarily stunned. Then, without a word, they went back to their tasks. Affairs of the master's household were not for them to meddle in.

After leaving Shi'an Garden, the three took a sedan chair to the main gate and then boarded a carriage. Few in the residence knew of their venture out in male attire.

The capital was divided into four areas: the east was noble, the south wealthy, the west average, and the north poor. Today's objective was to scout locations for a market, looking for a suitable spot for a club. The primary clientele of the future club would be those not short on money, so Tang Shuyi instructed the coachman to head first to the bustling streets of the eastern city. After exploring the east, they would visit the south.

However, Tang Shuyi's preference lay with the eastern city. After all, it was the abode of the elite, and leisure activities there were subtly symbolic of one's status.

The carriage clattered its way to the most bustling street in the eastern city, De'an Street. Tang Shuyi and her companions alighted at the street corner and beheld the thriving ancient thoroughfare. The road was paved with blue stones, flanked by shops lined in close succession. There were taverns, teahouses, inns, and stores selling a myriad of goods.

The street was abuzz with pedestrians of all sorts. There were commoners in coarse linen, the wealthy in fine silks and satins, and nobles in lavish garments.

Of course, those nobles dressed in lavish attire rarely walked the streets. Most would have their carriages or sedan chairs stop at their destinations, where they would either shop, drink, or enjoy tea and listen to operas.

The prosperity and wealth of the Great Qian Dynasty could rival that of the Tang and Song Dynasties in Tang Shuyi's previous life.

Tang Shuyi's attire for the day was undoubtedly luxurious. Coupled with her exceptional beauty, as she walked down the street, she attracted many gazes. Numerous young ladies blushed after casting a few glances at her.

Tang Shuyi paid no mind to this. After strolling around the street, she entered the most elegantly renovated teahouse on the street, Yunlan Pavilion.

Upon entering, she found the main hall filled with guests, both young and old, all engaged in tea and conversation. On the stage at the front, an elderly man sat behind a desk, passionately storytelling:

"...Who is our Lord Xiao, you ask? In battle, with a sweep of his crescent blade, he reaps the heads of his enemies like wheat..."

The storyteller was recounting the tales of Lord Xiao Huai's great defeat of enemy forces, which Tang Shuyi found quite amusing and decided to listen for a while longer. But as she settled in, a comely waiter approached her with a bow and a smile, asking, "Would the gentleman prefer the main hall or a private room?"

Tang Shuyi came back to her senses and replied, "I want a top-notch private room."

Judging by her attire, the waiter knew she was no ordinary patron and promptly said with a smile, "Right this way to the Tian No. 3 private room, please."

As Tang Shuyi followed him upstairs, she casually asked, "Isn't Tian No. 1 the best room?"

The waiter chuckled, "You are correct, sir. But the Tian No. 1 private room is occupied today."

Tang Shuyi had asked merely in passing, without any intent to probe for information, but the waiter proudly shared, "In recent times, Minister Qi has been visiting our Yunlan Pavilion for tea every few days, always in the Tian No. 1 room."

Tang Shuyi hadn't expected to hear a familiar name and inquired, "Does Minister Qi always drink tea at your establishment?"

"Not really," replied the waiter. "Minister Qi used to frequent Yuxi Tower, but now he often comes to our Yunlan Pavilion."

The waiter's face beamed with pride, as if Minister Qi's patronage of their teahouse was a badge of honor. Upon reflection, it indeed seemed so.

Minister Qi Liangsheng was a high-ranking official of the second rank, influential and once a top imperial exam scholar. A person of his stature frequenting the teahouse was akin to providing it with free advertising!

Tang Shuyi pondered internally that if her club were to open, she would need to attract a few prominent figures like Minister Qi to make a splash.

For the younger generation who enjoyed literature and calligraphy, she could have her eldest brother lead them; for those who preferred entertainment, her second brother could be the host. Then, she could have the heir of the Tang ducal house, her eldest brother, bring along Minister Qi and other court officials...

The more she thought about it, the more feasible her club seemed.

Lost in thought, she reached the upstairs corridor. Following the waiter, they passed the Tian No. 2 room when suddenly, a few words drifted out and caught her ear: "Xiao Yuchen."

Tang Shuyi paused in her steps, and the waiter quickly moved closer, whispering, "Sir, please enter the No. 3 room quickly. The nobles here are not to be offended."

Tang Shuyi's expression subtly changed as she followed the attendant forward. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Cuiyun, who slowed her pace and stayed by the door of private room number two. Tang Shuyi and Cuizhu continued with the attendant into private room number three.

The room was indeed elegantly furnished, but Tang Shuyi was not in the mood to appreciate it. She glanced at Cuizhu again. Understanding her mistress's intent, Cuizhu discreetly placed a five-tael silver ingot into the attendant's hand. The attendant, quick on the uptake, bent over with a smile and said to Tang Shuyi, "My lord, what may I assist you with?"

Seated comfortably in the spacious armchair, Tang Shuyi casually fiddled with the jade pendant hanging at her waist, and asked with an air of nonchalance, "Who is in private room number two?"

The attendant, bowing and lifting his eyes, saw the lord seated before him. With brows and eyes more delicate than that of ordinary women, and a stature as tall and straight as bamboo in the mountains, he truly resembled a clear breeze under the bright moon. Especially noteworthy were his hands playing with the jade pendant, their fineness rivaling the white jade in his grasp.

"Eyes not needed, then?" Cuizhu rebuked him in a gruff voice as she noticed him staring at Tang Shuyi.

The attendant immediately knelt down, forehead touching the ground as he pleaded, "My lord, I was brash. Please spare me."

Having been an attendant for many years, he had developed a keen eye. The individual before him was certainly no ordinary person.

Tang Shuyi remained silent, and the attendant felt the air around him grow so thin that breathing became difficult. After what felt like an eternity, he heard a faint "rise," and he nearly collapsed in relief, almost falling to the ground.

"Who is in private room number two?" Tang Shuyi repeated her question.

This time, the attendant stood properly, head bowed, not daring to let his eyes wander, and replied softly, "Private room number two is occupied by... Princess Changping."

Tang Shuyi's brow furrowed. It was Princess Changping.

Observing the attendant's hesitant demeanor, Tang Shuyi said, "Speak your mind. If your words are satisfactory, you will be handsomely rewarded."

The attendant hesitated, then spoke, "I... I just wanted to advise my lord that it would be best not to let Princess Changping see you. I've heard that she now favors more mature and steady men. Recently, Minister Qi has been closely pursued by her."

Tang Shuyi hadn't expected to hear such words and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Chapter 57: The Show Begins

Princess Changping was the youngest daughter of the former emperor and was greatly favored during his reign. After his death, the current sovereign continued to treat her well, which allowed her to behave unrestrainedly in the capital.

She was married at eighteen to the youngest son of the Duke of Lu as her prince consort. It was said that the prince consort was a man of striking elegance, the most handsome in the capital at the time. However, he had a short life and passed away less than three years after their marriage, leaving no children behind.

After the death of the prince consort, Princess Changping began frequently inviting young men into her residence. Initially, she was somewhat discreet, but later she threw caution to the wind. It was said that there were no fewer than a hundred handsome young men in her mansion.

Such behavior from an ordinary woman would undoubtedly be condemned by the morals of the time, but who could challenge her when she was a princess?

Tang Shuyi, however, felt that there was nothing wrong with Princess Changping's behavior. She had the means, and the men who followed her did so willingly. As it affected no one else, how she chose to live her life was her own business.

However, why was the name Xiaoyu Chen mentioned in Princess Changping's private chamber just now? Could it be that Princess Changping has taken a fancy to the tender and handsome eldest son of her household?

At that moment, there was a knock on the door. Cuizhu went to open it, only to see Cuicloud standing at the doorway.

Upon seeing Cuicloud enter, Tang Shuyi waved her hand to dismiss the waiter. Cuizhu handed over some silver to him, and the waiter gratefully accepted, saying, "I'll have someone bring tea for the master right away."

The waiter left, beaming with joy, thinking to himself not only is this master handsome, but also very generous.

Inside the room, Cuicloud was whispering to Tang Shuyi, "I overheard a man's voice inside, telling Princess Changping that our household's eldest son is... as radiant as jade and as beautiful as a flower..."

At this point, she felt the chill emanating from Tang Shuyi, realizing that describing a man as 'radiant as jade and as beautiful as a flower' was not a compliment.

"What else was said?" Tang Shuyi inquired.

"That man, he also said… said that our eldest son, with his radiant jade-like beauty, must taste delightful, and suggested that Princess Changping take our eldest son as... as a face attendant."

Cuicloud steeled herself to finish her report, but no sooner had she finished than the sound of a teacup shattering echoed through the room, followed by Tang Shuyi's voice, cold with fury, "Such audacity!"

The room fell so silent that you could hear a pin drop. Then, there was another knock on the door. Tang Shuyi's face regained its composure, but those familiar with her knew that inside, her anger was raging like a tempest.

Cuicloud went to open the door, and two tea girls with delicate features entered, carrying a tray with tea. They noticed the shattered teacup on the floor, set down the tea beside Tang Shuyi, and silently cleaned up the pieces, standing to the side awaiting further instructions.

These were the teahouse's tea girls, serving the guests. They dared not leave without being told.

"No need for attendance here, you may leave," Tang Shuyi gestured, and the two tea girls bowed respectfully before quietly exiting. Cuicloud then closed the door.

"What was Princess Changping's response?" Tang Shuyi turned to Cuizhu for more information.

Cuicloud replied, "Princess Changping scolded that man, then said that now her heart belongs only to Scholar Qi."

Tang Shuyi let out a laugh, "Only Scholar Qi occupies her heart, yet she parades around with a flock of admirers. Oh, she must be here to intercept Scholar Qi, huh? Tsk..."

Tang Shuyi couldn't help but click her tongue. Princess Changping really was capricious! But then again, she had the privilege to be, being born into such a position.

Suddenly, anticipating some interesting drama, she instructed Cuicloud to go out and gather information. First, to call her immediately if there's a good show to watch, and second, to find out who suggested Princess Changping take Xiaoyu Chen as her face attendant. Those words weren't just casually spoken; either that person bore a grudge against the Yongning Marquis House, or someone was pulling the strings behind him.

Cuicloud nodded and left, and Tang Shuyi asked Cuizhu to call back the two tea girls, and also requested for some singers. Today, she had come out to experience the service of this tea house.

In a short while, there was a knock, and the two tea girls entered gracefully, followed by a woman carrying a pipa. With her willow brows, phoenix eyes, and rosy cheeks, she was quite the beauty.

Two tea attendants approached the tea stand beside Tang Shuyi and sat down, beginning to brew tea with movements graceful and fluid, a sight of pure beauty. The songstress, cradling her pipa, bowed to Tang Shuyi and asked, "What would the esteemed guest like to hear?"

Her voice was clear and melodious, very pleasant to the ear.

Leaning back in his chair, Tang Shuyi gestured for Cuizhu to also take a seat, then said, "Just perform something you're proficient at."

The songstress complied, taking a seat on a small stool by the window, while Cuizhu, with a smile, took her place beside the tea stand on a low stool, her mistress's demeanor radiantly graceful and elegant.

"Chrysanthemums on the fence feel the sorrowful mist, orchids weep with dew, a light chill through the gauze curtains, as the swallows fly away in pairs. The bright moon, oblivious to the bitterness of parting, casts slanting beams through the vermilion door until dawn…"

The singing was melodious and lilting, pure and hauntingly beautiful, truly a delight to the ears.

Tang Shuyi, languidly crossing one leg over the other in his chair, took the tea handed to him by a tea attendant, and after lightly sniffing it, began to sip slowly. His gaze wandered through the window to the street outside: hawkers loudly peddling their wares, passersby hurrying on their way or pausing to browse at stalls, children playing and frolicking at the street corner…

In the tranquil elegance of the private room, savoring tea, listening to songs, and watching the myriad scenes of the marketplace outside was indeed a pleasure.

As the song ended, Tang Shuyi snapped back to the present, finished the remaining tea in his cup, and said, "Well sung, a reward!"

Cuizhu stood up, took out some scattered silver pieces, and handed them to the songstress, who accepted them with a bow, saying, "Thank you for your generosity, my lord. Would you like to hear anything else?"

Her face flushed slightly as she spoke. This distinguished guest was not only handsome, but his every move exuded an easy, carefree grace.

Just as Tang Shuyi was about to say that any song would do, there came a knock at the window, followed by Cuizhu's hoarse voice, "Young Master, the show has begun."

Tang Shuyi's eyes lit up, and he got up to open the window. Outside, on the corridor, two groups confronted each other. On one side was the thirty-something, well-preserved Princess Changping, and on the other, the refined and dignified Qi Liangsheng.

Princess Changping had her back to him, and although Tang Shuyi could not see her expression, he could tell from her voice that she was probably pleased as she said, "Lord Qi is here for tea as well? Why don't you join us?"

Qi Liangsheng's expression was clear from Tang Shuyi's vantage point. He remained indifferent, taking two steps back as Princess Changping moved forward.

He replied, "I am here to buy some pastries for my mother from this teahouse. I shall be leaving shortly, I'm afraid I cannot join the Princess for tea."

"Is that so," Princess Changping said, her voice patient. She added, "I haven't seen the Dowager for many days, so I shall accompany you back to pay her a visit."

"My mother has not been well recently, and cannot receive visitors," Qi Liangsheng said.

Princess Changping seemed to grow angry. "Qi Liangsheng, do you think you can hide from me?"

Qi Liangsheng did not back down. "I am loyal to the Emperor, and I shall heed only His Majesty's commands."

Princess Changping sneered, "Very well, then wait for the Emperor's decree."

After she finished speaking, she and her entourage bustled out. Qi Liangsheng glanced over at Tang Shuyi, then strode towards the private "Heaven No. 1" room.

P.S.: I decided to come back and say a few words after reading some comments from readers later on.

Some readers commented that it's awkward and unsuitable for the female protagonist to cross-dress at her age. I want to ask, does age really matter?

The protagonist is in her thirties before and after the time travel. Although being in one's thirties might not be considered very young today, it's definitely not old either. She has the soul of a modern person and, even after traveling to ancient times and having three children, to the point she could be a grandmother, she still has her own life to live!

Under the strict moral codes of a feudal society, she may not do anything too outrageous, but there's no problem with going out for tea, listening to interesting tales, enjoying dances, or even drinking for pleasure, and she might even travel later on.

Her life isn't entirely tied to her children. While educating her kids, she can live her life freely and spiritedly. Why not?

As for cross-dressing, it's just for convenience. After all, it's the ancient times. If noble ladies go out to listen to music or watch dances, it could cause unnecessary trouble if known by others.

In short, what I want to convey is that the protagonist has her own life beyond raising her children. Of course, she died of overwork in her previous life; in this life, she may just want to enjoy living. But she certainly doesn't live just for her three children.

Regarding whether the protagonist convincingly disguises herself as a man, whether she's tall enough—that's manageable; she can wear shoes with higher heels, as I think I've mentioned. As for the rest, don't sweat the small stuff; this is just web fiction meant to pass the time, not to be taken too seriously, haha!

Chapter 58: How Dare You!

Caught in the act of gossiping by the very subject of the gossip, Tang Shuyi felt a bit embarrassed. But it was just that, embarrassment. The corridor was a public place, and even if Qi Liangsheng and Princess Changping were overbearing, they couldn't forbid her from standing by the window in her own private room, drinking tea.

After closing the window and sitting back down, she asked Cuiyun, "Do you know what that man looks like now?"

She was asking about the person who had suggested Xiao Yuchen be made the lead entertainer in front of Princess Changping. Earlier, Cuiyun had only heard his voice and had not seen the man.

"I know now," Cuiyun replied softly.

Tang Shuyi hummed in response and leaned back in her chair, asking the singer to continue with her song. She thought to herself that Qi Liangsheng must be feeling quite frustrated; at his age, to still be pressured into marriage.

Once inside the "Heaven No. 1" room, Qi Liangsheng immediately inquired of the waiter, "Who's in 'Heaven No. 3'?"

He felt that he had seen that person before.

This waiter wasn't the one who had served Tang Shuyi, and he paused for a moment upon Qi Liangsheng's question, then responded, "Let me check and get back to you, sir."

Qi Liangsheng hummed noncommittally, and the waiter turned and scurried off to inquire about Tang Shuyi's details. He returned shortly to report, "The guest is visiting our teahouse for the first time, and the specifics are unclear, but his attendant addressed him as 'Sixth Master.'"

"Master Qi," Qi Liangsheng mulled over the term, recalling the figures in the capital who held the sixth rank, but none matched up. Dismissing the fleeting curiosity, he chose not to dwell on it. The resemblance he sensed was perhaps nothing but a casual curiosity.

…

After enjoying the musical performance for a while, Tang Shuyi reckoned it was nearly midday and left Yunlan Pavilion for the most renowned tavern on the street, Drunken Immortal Tavern. In ancient times, taverns were akin to restaurants, offering both meals and drinks.

Drunken Immortal Tavern, frequently praised by Xiao Yuming for its exquisite dishes, was Tang Shuyi's choice for the day. She secured a private room and, while ordering, she generously added several dishes to be delivered to her residence, the Yongning Marquis House. Indulging in a meal out, she couldn't neglect the three youngsters back home.

The fare at Drunken Immortal Tavern indeed lived up to its reputation, leaving Tang Shuyi satiated. Accompanied by her maids, Cuicloud and Cuibamboo, she strolled through the eastern and southern parts of the city, returning to her abode only as dusk fell. Upon arrival at Shi'an Courtyard, she was greeted by her three children, Xiao Yuxin, Xiao Yuming, and Xiao Yuzhu, standing in a row on the porch, faces etched with concern.

"What's all this...?"

"Mother?"

Tang Shuyi began to inquire about their unusual gathering, but before she could finish, Xiao Yuzhu's surprised voice interrupted her. The child dashed over, tugging at the wide sleeve of Tang Shuyi's attire and called out again, seeking confirmation, "Mother?"

Amused, Tang Shuyi affirmed, "Indeed, I am your mother, genuine and irreplaceable."

With that, she spread her arms wide and twirled around, asking, "How do I look?"

Xiao Yuzhu's eyes sparkled as she nodded vigorously, "Mother, you look splendid, no, truly handsome!"

Tang Shuyi laughed heartily and then turned to Xiao Yuxin and Xiao Yuming, showcasing her outfit. "Well, what do you think?"

Xiao Yuming nodded emphatically and stepped closer, saying, "You look beautiful."

"You compliment women as 'beautiful' and men as 'handsome,'" Xiao Yuzhu corrected him. "Mother is dressed as a man now."

At that moment, Xiao Yuxin joined them and added, "Mother, you look very… fitting in those clothes, not out of place in the slightest."

Tang Shuyi's laughter rang out clear and hearty. "I too find this attire quite agreeable."

In this ancient era, the freedoms of a man were far more comfortable than those of a woman.

"It's cold outside, let's go in," Tang Shuyi suggested, taking Xiao Yuzhu by the hand and leading her inside. Xiao Yuzhu's gaze kept returning to her mother's outfit, and eventually, she couldn't hold back, "Mother, I want men's clothing too."

Tang Shuyi agreed without hesitation: "Certainly, I'll have someone make them for you."

Overjoyed, Xiao Yuzhu was almost ready to leap with happiness.

Upon entering the house, Tang Shuyi asked if the three siblings had eaten yet, and all three shook their heads. They hadn't seen Tang Shuyi all day, and as evening approached without her return, they grew worried and stood in a row waiting in the corridor.

Warmed by their concern, Tang Shuyi quickly instructed the servants to prepare a meal, and the family of four sat down to eat together. As they ate, Tang Shuyi recounted her day's activities and concluded, "I think my clubhouse should not be located in an overly bustling area—it's too noisy. But it shouldn't be too remote either, as that would affect attracting patrons."

Xiaoyu Ming and Xiaoyu Zhen both frowned in thought. Where in the capital was not too noisy yet not too remote? Then, both of them thought of the same place—Tianlang Lake.

Xiaoyu Zhen analyzed, "Tianlang Lake, situated between the East and South Cities, is not far from the bustling streets of De'an and Guangyang. Moreover, the scenery of Tianlang Lake is pleasant, and those who live nearby are either wealthy or noble."

The more Tang Shuyi heard, the more appealing the location seemed. She hadn't had time to visit that area today and said, "I'll go have a look tomorrow."

"Aunt Li, the nursemaid from my aunt's side, came with a message, saying that my aunt wishes to visit tomorrow," Xiaoyu Zhen informed.

"Then I'll visit the lake when I have time. There's no rush," Tang Shuyi replied, and then turned to Xiaoyu Zhen, "Did Nursemaid Li mention what it's about?"

Xiaoyu Zhen replied, "She said it's been days since she last saw you and misses you."

Tang Shuyi nodded in understanding, though she felt her sister-in-law likely had other matters to discuss. All would be clear upon meeting tomorrow.

After dinner, she took the three children to the hall for a chat. This had become their family's routine: meals together and a chat after dinner, then attending to their individual tasks.

Once in the hall, Tang Shuyi leaned back on the brocade couch, one leg crossed over the other, and took the tea handed to her by Cui Zhu, sipping it leisurely. Her posture, especially clad in men's attire, appeared so casual and carefree that it left the three siblings gazing at her in astonishment.

Sensing their stares, Tang Shuyi put her teacup down on the small table, asking, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

The three siblings averted their gazes, and Xiaoyu Zhu even came over to sit by her side.

After pondering for a moment, Tang Shuyi decided to share with the children what she had overheard at the Yunlan Pavilion. She increasingly felt that not keeping secrets from them and tackling problems together was the best way to educate and bond.

Sitting up straighter, she said, "Today, I went to the Yunlan Pavilion for tea and encountered Princess Changping. As I passed by her private room, I overheard someone mentioning Xiaoyu Zhen's name. So I had Cui Zhu inquire further, and it turns out…"

Her pause made Xiaoyu Zhen frown deeply, while Xiaoyu Ming and Xiaoyu Zhu looked at her expectantly. Tang Shuyi didn't keep them in suspense any longer, continuing, "It turns out that someone in Princess Changping's entourage suggested that she take Xiaoyu Zhen as a... face servant."

"How dare they!" Xiaoyu Zhen exclaimed, his face turning pale with anger.

Xiaoyu Ming stood up furiously and demanded, "Who? Who is it? I'll tear him apart."

Xiaoyu Zhu rolled up her sleeves, ready for a fight.

Chapter 59: Foresight in Times of Peace

Tang Shuyi looked at the three siblings, their anger mingling with frustration, and felt a sense of satisfaction. Standing united as a family in the face of adversity was truly precious.

"That person... I don't know much about him yet, only that he's from Princess Changping's entourage. However, Cuiyun knows what he looks like, so it shouldn't be hard to find him," Tang Shuyi continued, "I was also outraged when I heard about it, but just being angry is useless. What do you think we should do?"

The three siblings fell silent, and the room was filled with a heavy stillness.

At that moment, Cuiyun's voice came from outside, saying that Steward Zhao had something to report. Tang Shuyi allowed him to enter. Steward Zhao lifted the curtain and entered, sensing the tense atmosphere and became even more cautious.

After offering his respects, he said, "There's news from the palace. This afternoon, Princess Changping was reprimanded by His Majesty in the Imperial Library and then confined to her estate."

"Why?" Xiao Yuzhu asked.

"I don't know," Steward Zhao replied. "We can't get information from inside the Imperial Library."

The nobles in the capital usually had several informants in the palace—not for rebellious schemes, but because movements within the palace often entwined with their destinies. Knowing earlier could help them take precautions.

Naturally, the Marquis of Yongning's residence also had informants in the palace, but places like the Imperial Library were off-limits and too risky for them.

"I have a guess," Tang Shuyi shared her encounter with Qi Liangsheng and Princess Changping at the teahouse and then speculated, "It's very likely that Princess Changping asked His Majesty to grant her marriage to Qi Liangsheng, but was scolded and then confined."

This was the most probable scenario. Despite being suspicious and impulsive, the current Emperor was not foolish. Although imperial sons-in-law could hold positions in court, Qi Liangsheng, as the Minister of the Household Department and a high-ranking official, was likely to enter the Cabinet in the future. Even if he favored Princess Changping, he wouldn't let Qi Liangsheng marry a princess who had entertained numerous suitors.

Doing so would not only chill Qi Liangsheng's heart but also that of the court officials.

After Steward Zhao left, Tang Shuyi looked around at the three siblings and asked, "Today at the teahouse, Qi Liangsheng showed no fear of Princess Changping's threats. Why?"

The room fell silent for a while before Xiao Yuming's voice rang out, "Because he knows that His Majesty will not agree to him becoming Princess Changping's son-in-law."

Tang Shuyi nodded, then asked again, "Why?"

This time Xiao Yuchen spoke, "Because he is the Minister of the Household Department with a foundation in the court. Agitating him might lead to unrest."

Tang Shuyi hummed in agreement and said, "Most importantly, he is of use to His Majesty, more so than Princess Changping. In this world, one must have value. Without it, or if it's insufficient, one might face a fate of being sacrificed."

She looked at Xiao Yuchen and continued, "If... Princess Changping asked His Majesty for you to be her son-in-law, do you think he would agree?"

Xiao Yuchen's fists clenched tightly in silence, and Tang Shuyi added, "I think His Majesty might agree because you are not as important to him as Princess Changping is. Of course, your grandfather and I would fight to the death before letting you become her son-in-law. But how many times can we fight to the death?"

She then turned to Xiao Yuming and Xiao Yuzhu, "The same goes for you. You might face similar crises in the future. Right now, your father's influence lingers, and His Majesty has reservations, allowing us to live with dignity. But in a few years, when the Northwestern Army no longer remembers the name Xiao Huai, if you remain as you are now, even newly-rich relatives like Liang Jian'an will trample over us and flaunt their power."

Tang Shuyi's gaze drifted to the window where lanterns had been hung in the corridor outside, their dim yellow light piercing through the windowpanes, weak and seemingly tinged with cold.

The room was so silent it was as if time had frozen. Xiao Yuzhen, Xiao Yuming, and Xiao Yuzhu all bowed their heads and clenched their fists in silence. Their father had passed away; they were heartbroken and grief-stricken, yet life had not changed, nor had they ever pondered so profoundly before.

It was quite some time before Tang Shuyi spoke again: "In this world, no one is truly free and without concerns, not even the Emperor. But the greater your abilities, the more people fear you, and the more freedom you'll have. A beggar on the street can only beg within his territory; if he crosses the line, he'll be chased away or even beaten. Even when begging, he must be cautious and careful, lest offending someone might cost him his life.

But for court officials of the first and second rank like Qi Liangsheng, even princes and princesses are not feared, and they even strive to curry favor with them. This is the difference that capability makes."

Having said her piece, Tang Shuyi started to sip her tea, leaving them to ponder her words.

After a while, Xiao Yuzhen was the first to break the silence: "Mother, I understand now."

Tang Shuyi hummed in acknowledgment, not inquiring further about his realization.

"Mother, I understand as well," Xiao Yuming added, his expression lacking its usual carefree demeanor.

"I understand too," Xiao Yuzhu echoed.

Tang Shuyi looked at the three of them and said, "To be forewarned is to be forearmed. It's good that you understand. Now, let's discuss the person from Princess Changping's side. What are your plans?"

"Let's investigate his background first," Xiao Yuzhen suggested. "We need to determine whether he has a personal grudge against me or if he's being manipulated by someone else."

Having calmed down from his earlier fury, Xiao Yuzhen had managed to think the situation through clearly.

"Alright, let's do that. If you need people, ask Steward Zhao for help." Seeing that it was getting late, Tang Shuyi added, "It's late; you should all get some rest."

Xiao Yuzhen and Xiao Yuming stood up and paid their respects to Tang Shuyi before leaving together. Xiao Yuzhu, however, stayed behind for a while longer.

Xiao Yuzhen and Xiao Yuming walked together toward the front courtyard, their steps in silence, but they both knew that their hearts were anything but calm. Accompanied by the rustling of their footsteps, they reached Xiao Yuming's residence, the Wingran Residence, and both stopped, still in silence.

After a moment, Xiao Yuzhen said, "Mother seems to have truly recovered from the grief of Father's death. She seems more spirited than before; it must be the strength of a mother."

Xiao Yuming remained silent, and Xiao Yuzhen continued: "But we haven't yet stepped out from under Father's protection. Mother is right; when Father's lingering influence fades, if we remain as ineffectual as we are now… how shall we fend for ourselves?"

"I understand," Xiao Yuming said earnestly.

Seeing that his words had been taken to heart, Xiao Yuzhen patted his shoulder and turned toward his residence. Xiao Yuming looked up at the dark night, took a deep breath, and returned to his own quarters. Instead of retiring, he entered his study and retrieved a long saber, beginning to practice in the courtyard.

This was a saber technique taught by his father. Whenever his father was in the capital, he would practice for a few days, but he had neglected it once his father left. Now, as he wielded the saber again, his movements were rusty and awkward.

My father once told me that when I turned thirteen, he would take me to the northwest to experience the battlefield. If I worked hard, I could become a great general. But before I reached that age, he passed away.

Gripped by memories of the past, he swung his long blade with renewed ferocity…

Chapter 60: A Character in Her Own Right

The following morning, Tang Shuyi once again strolled to the training grounds. Nowadays, she made it a routine to walk every morning. This body of hers was somewhat frail, and with further nurturing, she might be able to engage in more vigorous activities like running or boxing.

In her previous life, she had worked herself to death. This time around, she was determined to maintain her physical fitness.

Upon reaching the training grounds, she saw Xiao Yuming practicing his horse stance, still with sandbags tied to his arms and bricks balanced on his head. At that moment, Niu Hongliang approached Xiao Yuming, aimed his foot at the inside of Xiao Yuming's left leg, and kicked outward, causing Xiao Yuming to lose his balance and fall to the ground.

"You need to practice more," Niu Hongliang remarked before heading towards Tang Shuyi. When he reached her, he greeted her with a fist and palm salute, "Madam."

Tang Shuyi, looking at Xiao Yuming who resumed his horse stance, said, "Thank you for your hard work, Master Niu."

"It's my duty," Niu Hongliang replied, glancing back at Xiao Yuming before adding, "The second young master arrived half an hour earlier than usual today and seemed much more committed."

In the past few days, although Xiao Yuming had come to train every day, he would only arrive after the morning hour and appeared rather perfunctory. With martial arts, both talent and diligence are indispensable. Xiao Yuming was talented, but if he didn't match it with effort, it would be hard for him to achieve greatness.

However, today he arrived quite early and took the initiative to practice his horse stance seriously. It seemed something had spurred him on.

Tang Shuyi was pleased, thinking that her words from last night had taken effect. After watching Xiao Yuming's practice for a while, she returned to Shi An Yuan.

Soon, all three children arrived, and Tang Shuyi had the meal served. During the meal, Xiao Yuzhen mentioned investigating the person beside Princess Changping and needed to use Cuiyun, as only Cuiyun knew what the person looked like.

Tang Shuyi agreed but cautioned him against acting rashly. Being framed as a potential consort was unbearable, an insult to any man. Although Xiao Yuzhen wasn't impulsive by nature, being only seventeen, he might act rashly upon learning new information or hearing certain remarks during the investigation.

"My son understands," Xiao Yuzhen replied.

In fact, he had hardly slept the previous night; Tang Shuyi's words had given him much to ponder, and he was infuriated by the term "consort." He had been the heir to the Marquis of Yongning since he was less than a year old. Over the years, he was accustomed to luxury and the flattery of those around him. Although he hadn't developed an arrogant or conceited demeanor, he did possess the pride and temperament of a marquis' heir.

However, his disposition had become much steadier recently. Even though he was furious and wished to kill the person responsible, he knew he had to proceed step by step.

After the meal, Cuiyun left with Xiao Yuzhen, while Xiao Yuming and Xiao Yuzhu went to their respective schools. Tang Shuyi got ready to meet her sister-in-law, the wife of the heir to the Tang family's dukedom.

The previous night, she had recalled information about her sister-in-law: Her name was Xie Yihua, born into the scholarly Xie family. The union between the Tang dukedom and the Xie family was an alliance of powerhouses, but this alliance had once almost ruined the amity between the two families.

The Duchess of Tang had ordinary looks, but most men preferred beauties, and the Tang heir, Tang Shubai, was no different. In his youth, he had over twenty beautiful concubines.

After their marriage, due to Lady Tang's ordinary appearance, Tang Shubai grew impatient with visiting her courtyard. With limited interaction between them, it was naturally difficult for Lady Tang to conceive. More than two years into their marriage, she remained childless. Tang Shubai's concubines began to stir trouble, with a favored one repeatedly provoking Lady Tang.

Lady Tang was patient, silently enduring the provocations of Tang Shubai's women. However, she sought the support of Duke Tang and his wife, as well as her own parents, pressuring Tang Shubai into an agreement that he would spend at least twenty nights per month in her chamber, until she bore a son.

The Duke and Duchess of Tang had no objections, and Lady Tang's parents were fully supportive, but Tang Shubai disagreed. He felt that being coerced into fatherhood was an insult to him as a man.

Nevertheless, the Duke and Duchess were resolute. The Duke personally gave him a beating, confining him to bed for over ten days. The Duchess sold off most of his concubines, especially the favored ones.

Left with no choice, Tang Shubai complied, spending twenty nights each month in Lady Tang's chamber. Six months later, she was pregnant, and a year after that, she gave birth to a son. Tang Shubai had fulfilled his duty and returned to his previous life, surrounded by his beloved concubines.

However, Lady Tang was fortunate. Not long after her son turned two, she became pregnant again and gave birth to another son, firmly establishing her position. Even if Tang Shubai never visited her chamber again, she didn't care. She became more assertive, and any concubine who disrespected her was either sold off or beaten to death.

Consequently, her relationship with Tang Shubai hit rock bottom, but she remained indifferent. She managed the household and external affairs impeccably, earning widespread praise. People often envied Tang Shubai for having such a good wife, which left him feeling frustrated and helpless.

Later, when Tang Shubai faced obstacles in his career, Lady Tang, holding no grudges, used her family's connections to help him get promoted, gradually improving their relationship. Eventually, they had another daughter, and while Tang Shubai still had two concubines, they were practically for show. He willingly spent every day in Lady Tang's quarters.

Tang Shuyi inwardly admired her sister-in-law, considering her a remarkable person.

In fact, this is often the case with marriages among the elite. If the couple develops affection, they lead a harmonious life. If not, the man becomes merely a tool for procreation. Once the woman secures her position with children, why wouldn't a wealthy and powerful lady enjoy her days playing with her children, playing cards, and spending money, regardless of whom her husband loves?

However, if it were her, Tang Shuyi felt she couldn't go to the lengths Lady Tang did. It wasn't about jealousy; it was about not sharing the same man.

Fortunately, when she traveled back in time, her husband had already passed away, or she wouldn't have been able to cope.

Upon meeting Lady Tang, Tang Shuyi thought that Tang Shubai must have been blind in his youth. Although Lady Tang's features were ordinary, she had fair skin and an extraordinary temperament, exuding dignity, grace, and authority.

She was a beauty of temperament.

"I've heard from your elder brother several times that you're doing much better now, and seeing you today, it's indeed true. Knowing this, we can all be at ease," said Lady Tang, sincerely taking Tang Shuyi's hand.

By "doing much better," she meant that Tang Shuyi had recovered from the grief of Xiao Huai's death. Tang Shuyi understood and replied, "I've worried you all. I've come to terms with it and will focus on raising my three children well."

Lady Tang patted her hand and laughed joyfully, "That's the right attitude. You'll be fine, and so will your children."