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.

7. 61 to 70

Chapter 61: Unspeakable Words

There is a magnetic field between people, and Tang Shuyi felt that she and Xie Yihua had a harmonious one. They felt a sense of kinship at first sight and hit it off in conversation.

Entering the hall, they chatted about family matters. They first discussed Duke Tang's health, who was a robust 65 years old. Then they moved on to the affairs of the second branch of the Duke's family, namely Tang Shubai's legitimate younger brother, Tang Shujie, and his household.

Tang Shujie's marriage differed from the arranged union of Tang Shubai. Tang Shujie's wife was his cousin from his mother's side, and the two of them grew up together like childhood sweethearts, naturally sharing a deep affection.

However, in ancient times, it was normal for a man to have multiple wives and concubines, and Tang Shujie was no exception. Despite marrying his childhood sweetheart, he took several concubines. His cousin-wife, however, was deeply in love with him and couldn't bear to see him with other women, causing daily tumult.

"At her age, she's nearly a grandmother, yet she still can't understand that a man cannot be satisfied with just one woman?" Madame Tang, the senior lady of the house, said.

Tang Shuyi sighed, "Second brother is also at fault, being of such an age, yet he doesn't know how to restrain himself."

Madame Tang didn't wish to discuss their matters any longer and waved her hand dismissively, "Those two have been quarreling for twenty years, it won't lead to anything serious." Leaning closer to Tang Shuyi, she lowered her voice and asked, "What's the reason behind Yu Chen and the second Miss Wu breaking off their engagement?"

In her opinion, unless there was a significant reason, it wasn't wise to call off the engagement. Xiao Yuchen was planning to take the imperial examinations, and Wu Jingyun's grandfather was a great scholar. Although he had passed away, her uncles were also learned men, which would have been advantageous for Xiao Yuchen's academic pursuits.

Tang Shuyi didn't respond immediately, pondering how to phrase her reply. She had promised the Wu family not to disclose the incident at Chongguang Temple, but she didn't want to deceive Madame Tang either.

"Could it really be because of the rumor circulating outside, that Miss Wu has an inauspicious birth chart?" Seeing Tang Shuyi's silence, Madame Tang asked again.

"No," Tang Shuyi didn't expect the rumor about Wu Jingyun's inauspicious birth chart to have spread so quickly.

"I can't disclose the specific reason," she added in a hushed tone.

Madame Tang wore an understanding expression; having grown up in a noble family and serving as the matriarch of the Tang ducal household for many years, she had more insight into certain matters than Tang Shuyi, who had traveled from the modern era.

"I was hoping to ask you about the third Miss Wu," she said.

"Wu Jingshu?" Tang Shuyi inquired.

Madame Tang nodded, then sighed, "It's all within the family, so I'm not embarrassed to share. My nephew brought back a Yangzhou thin horse last year. My sister-in-law didn't pay much attention at the time, but recently, upon examination by a doctor, she was found to be three months pregnant. Isn't it infuriating?"

"So… are they planning to keep it?" asked Tang Shuyi.

Although men in ancient times commonly had multiple wives and concubines, they generally did not take concubines before marriage, at most keeping a few servant girls. Getting a servant girl pregnant before marriage was a great taboo. Unless the family was selling their daughter, almost no one would allow their daughter to marry a man who had fathered a child out of wedlock. It was seen as a severe breach of etiquette.

As expected, Madame Tang showed a look of disappointment, "In my opinion, a dose of medicine would solve the problem. Then we could sell off that Yangzhou thin horse. Keeping such a person is nothing but trouble. But this nephew is my sister-in-law's youngest son, always spoiled. He's making a fuss about keeping the child, saying that if the child isn't kept, he'll die."

Tang Shuyi wanted to say, "Then let him die," but since it was someone else's family matter, she just listened.

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"My sister-in-law perceives Mrs. Wu as modest and virtuous and assumes her daughters would be commendable. She asked me to inquire about the temperament of the third Miss Wu," added Lady Tang.

Tang Shuyi was momentarily at a loss for words. The lady of the Xie household seemed rather unscrupulous, seeking a favorable match for her son despite his scandal of impregnating a maid. Yet, the one she eyed wasn't exactly desirable.

Normally, Tang Shuyi wouldn't interfere in such matters, but familial ties compelled her to speak up. "The daughters of the Wu family are all unsuitable," she said.

Lady Tang nodded, understanding that something significant must have transpired. She lowered her voice and asked, "Is it because of domestic unrest?"

Tang Shuyi remained silent, but her lack of response spoke volumes. Still, she cautioned, "Elder sister-in-law, this matter is confidential. I've promised not to disclose it."

"Rest assured," Lady Tang confidently assured. "I'll merely suggest to my sister-in-law that the match is unsuitable, without divulging anything further."

Tang Shuyi smiled and shifted the conversation. The two chatted about other matters, and Lady Tang stayed for lunch. Observing that Xiao Yuchen and his siblings had matured, she genuinely rejoiced for Tang Shuyi.

As she was leaving, Lady Tang remarked, "Sometimes, one must be strict with children. Had I been firmer with my nephew early on, he wouldn't be in his current predicament."

"I understand," Tang Shuyi replied.

The former mistress spoiled the three children, contributing to their current behavior. Of course, their father, Xiao Huai, was no model parent either, as he neglected their upbringing.

After seeing off Lady Tang, Tang Shuyi leaned back on the cushioned couch, lost in thought.

She recalled that in ancient times, men began keeping concubines from their teens. What about her two stepsons? Xiao Yuming was only fourteen, but what about Xiao Yuchen? Should she advise him against sleeping with maids? She found the idea too embarrassing to broach.

Yet, the thought of her stepsons surrounded by a bevy of concubines and maids troubled her, as if she had raised two fickle cabbages.

After wrestling with the dilemma, she sighed. The deep-seated cultural norms of ancient society were beyond her capacity to change. She decided to let nature take its course.

At present, Xiao Yuchen's heart was preoccupied with Liu Biqin, leaving him little interest in maids. As for Xiao Yuming, being only fourteen, she didn't need to worry just yet.

However, she resolved to be selective about Xiao Yuzhu's future match, preferably someone who pledged to remain monogamous.

Ah, the worries of motherhood are endless.

Not one to dwell, Tang Shuyi put the matter aside and contemplated visiting the vicinity of Tianlang Lake to find a suitable property for a clubhouse.

"Madam, your tea," Cui Zhu offered a jade-green cup to Tang Shuyi.

Tang Shuyi took a delicate sip and remarked, "It felt rather empty with only you here after Cui Yun was out for the day."

Cui Zhu chuckled, "Cui Yun would be over the moon if she heard your words."

Tang Shuyi laughed heartily.

Cuicloud returned before dinner, and upon seeing Tang Shuyi, she said, "I thought to wait outside the Princess Changping's residence for a while, hoping to see that person and deliver the message to Changming so I could return, but I waited all day without a glimpse of anyone. The eldest son said we must try again tomorrow."

"Then you'll have a hard time these next few days. I'll personally ask our eldest son to reward you," Tang Shuyi told her, motioning for her to sit.

Cuicloud, beaming, bowed to Tang Shuyi and said, "Then I thank the lady in advance."

P.S.: I've read the comments, and some dear readers are upset on behalf of the original female lead. Let me share my perspective.

Actually, it's quite normal for the original female lead, Wu Jingyun, who had a hard life in her previous existence and wants revenge after her rebirth. And as for our protagonist, Tang Shuyi, who has traversed through time, her interests are tied with those of her eldest son and the Marquis's estate. Naturally, she would prevent anything that could harm her and the estate's well-being.

It's not about who's right or wrong between the protagonist and the original female lead. They simply stand on different grounds with conflicting interests.

I didn't mean to vilify or dumb down the original female lead. In fact, she wasn't very clever in her previous life, and rebirth doesn't equate to a brain transplant. Without a significant epiphany, one won't become much smarter after rebirth.

Of course, the same goes for time travel. I think if I were to travel back to ancient times, I probably wouldn't survive a single episode, haha…

Chapter 62: Who is the Master?

At dinner, Xiao Yuchen also shared his findings from the day.

Princess Changping, having been reprimanded and grounded by the Emperor, caused the princess's residence to quiet down. Apart from servants leaving to make purchases, no one else came out from the residence the entire day.

Currently, only Cuicloud knows what that person looks like; they know nothing else. They can only follow up and gather more information once that person leaves the princess's residence.

"Don't rush, as long as we don't lose track of the person, we will eventually get to the bottom of this," Tang Shuyi told Xiao Yuchen. "You don't need to focus solely on this matter. Keep up with your studies and other affairs. Delegate this task and then move on to the next step."

Xiao Yuchen was taken aback; he had been so infuriated by the term "face figure" that he couldn't focus on anything else.

Tang Shuyi, who had also experienced being seventeen or eighteen years old, understood Xiao Yuchen's current state of mind. But to mature, one can't be too impulsive. She advised, "Prioritize your tasks. You need to study, socialize, handle some affairs in the residence, etc. You can't let this incident disrupt all other matters or lose focus on them, right?"

Upon hearing her words, Xiao Yuchen had an epiphany, "I was indeed too obsessed."

Tang Shuyi hummed in acknowledgment, then turned to Xiao Yuming and Xiao Yuzhu, "The same applies to you both. Don't let emotions sway you in your actions."

Xiao Yuzhu and Xiao Yuming both nodded in agreement.

Tang Shuyi refrained from further discussing the matter and instead mentioned her desire to visit Tianlang Lake the next day, in search of a suitable residence. Xiao Yuming, upon hearing this, offered to accompany her, claiming familiarity with the area.

Tang Shuyi glanced at him, "No need, I just want to take a look first."

Unbeknownst to her, he was seeking an excuse to skip class and avoid school.

Realizing his intentions were transparent, Xiao Yuming didn't feel embarrassed but simply chuckled twice.

The next day, Tang Shuyi, as usual, took a stroll in the small garden after getting up, and then passed by the training ground to watch Xiao Yuming practice martial arts. By the time she reached the training ground, Xiao Yuming was already practicing horse stance. Even as a layperson, Tang Shuyi could tell he was much more diligent than before.

"How long does this horse stance need to be held?" Tang Shuyi asked Niu Hongliang.

Niu Hongliang looked at Xiao Yuming and replied, "He needs a stable lower stance. Depending on natural talent and effort, the required time can vary greatly."

"How long will it take for Yuming's basic skills to be solidified?" Tang Shuyi inquired, considering that at the very least, his foundational skills should be firm before sending him to General Xiang.

Niu Hongliang replied, "The Second Young Master has good natural aptitude. If he continues to work as hard as he has these past two days, half a year should suffice."

Tang Shuyi hadn't expected it would take so long, but then she heard Niu Hongliang continue, "Training basic skills starts with the horse stance, followed by strength, explosive power, and more."

Tang Shuyi nodded in understanding. Nothing was easy, but she worried that Xiao Yuming's newfound diligence might not last. Teenagers often pursue new interests with fervor, only to lose interest and abandon them after a few days. She hoped Xiao Yuming would prove an exception.

After watching for a while by the training ground, Tang Shuyi strolled in the small garden before returning to Shi'an Courtyard. After breakfast, she donned men's clothing, took Cui Zhu with her, and went out again. Cui Yun and Changming were once again stationed outside the princess's residence.

Today, Tang Shuyi was dressed in a dark blue robe with broad sleeves, a black wrap-around hat on her head, and a dark red leather belt around her waist. The attire lent her an air of scholarly elegance and dashing charm. Even Cui Zhu couldn't help but steal glances at her.

Tang Shuyi tapped her on the forehead, teasing, "If you ever come across a truly handsome young master, he might just sweep you off your feet."

Cui Zhu, covering her forehead, replied, "Who could be more handsome than our Sixth Master and our own young master?"

Tang Shuyi laughed heartily, "That's something you shouldn't say; there's always someone better out there, just as there are heavens beyond our own."

The master and servant joked and laughed as they boarded the carriage and headed towards Tianlang Lake. After traveling for about half an hour, the carriage stopped. Tang Shuyi pulled aside the curtain to gaze outside, greeted by a panorama of lush greenery and crystal-clear waters. The long shoreline was adorned with willows and lotuses, presenting a sight of incomparable beauty.

To the west of the lake, several large boats were moored, adorned with lanterns and shamans, a truly eye-catching scene. These must be the so-called flower boats. It was daytime, and only one or two boatmen could be seen dozing off at the bow of the boats.

Not far from the flower boats stood an exquisitely built small pavilion. Even from a distance, Tang Shuyi, with her good eyesight, could see a large signboard hanging from it, inscribed with the words "Chunman Pavilion." It appeared to be a brothel.

Tang Shuyi felt somewhat displeased with this location. Although she intended her guild to be a place of entertainment, she wanted to avoid any taint of impropriety. Being associated with brothels and flower boats was not to her liking.

Despite her reservations, she still took Cui Zhu for a leisurely walk along the lakeshore, planning to make a full circuit of Tianlang Lake.

Even though it was almost winter and the weather was getting colder, the day was clear, and there were quite a few people enjoying themselves by the lake, mostly men though.

Tang Shuyi strolled along the lakeshore for a quarter of an hour, coming across some residences, yet none of them were particularly large; there were neither single courtyards nor compounds of two or three sections, which only deepened her disappointment.

"It seems today's journey has been in vain," Tang Shuyi remarked.

Cui Zhu tiptoed to look ahead and suggested, "Master Liù, let's walk a bit further; perhaps we'll find a suitable courtyard."

Tang Shuyi felt that was reasonable, for the scenery here was indeed pleasant, and today could be simply about enjoying the view. So, they continued on, and as it turned out, Cui Zhu's words became reality.

Beyond a lush curtain of weeping willows by the lakeside, they spotted a residence, which even from a distance, appeared quite substantial.

"Let's go take a look," Tang Shuyi said.

In truth, she wasn't overly optimistic; even from afar, one could appreciate the delicacy of the estate. Such a refined abode was likely inhabited, she thought.

Moreover, such a grand residence in this location must belong to someone wealthy or noble. Acquiring it might not be easy. Despite her reservations, Tang Shuyi strode towards it, for there was always a chance it was unoccupied.

Only upon drawing closer did she realize that her initial glimpse had only revealed a fraction of its charm. The estate sat a mere ten meters from the lake, expansive, likely comprising four sections.

Between one side of the house and the lakeshore grew a grove of peach trees, which must turn the place into a breathtaking spectacle when in bloom during spring. The main gate was not the common vermilion gate guarded by stone lions over a brick path; instead, it was a secluded trail flanked by bamboo, leading straight to an unadorned gatehouse, above which hung a signboard with the calligraphed name "Lakeshine Pavilion" in plain black ink.

The name and setting of the residence alone suggested its owner was a person of refined taste.

Yet the mansion seemed to have been neglected for some time, as moss had begun to overtake the stone steps at the entrance.

"Do you know who owns this house, or have you heard anything about it?" Tang Shuyi inquired of Cui Zhu.

Seeing Cui Zhu shake her head, Tang Shuyi glanced around and, finding no one, stepped forward to knock. At that moment, an elder in his fifties or sixties emerged from the bamboo grove, surveyed Tang Shuyi from head to toe, and then said, "This is a private residence; please move along."

Tang Shuyi gave the elder a respectful bow and asked, "May I inquire who the owner of this residence is?"

The elder waved his hand impatiently, "Move along, now."

After the elder had entered and closed the door behind him, Tang Shuyi had no choice but to leave. However, as long as the interior was vacant, there was a possibility of purchase.

Chapter 63: Called to the Principal's Office!

Tang Shuyi left the grounds of Lakeshine Pavilion, looking back three times with each step she took along the tranquil path, her heart couldn't help but utter once more: what a truly splendid place.

The size, location, and scenery were all suitable; the only concern was that purchasing it might not be so easy.

Continuing along the lakeshore with Cui Zhu, they came across an old sugar-blower, his cheeks puffed as he crafted candy figures. His straw stand was filled with all sorts of candy creatures—dragons, oxen, mice, gourds, each one exquisitely detailed.

Thinking of how much Xiao Yuzhu would like them, Tang Shuyi approached to buy a couple. She selected a candy mouse and a flower from the straw stand and asked the elder, "How much do they cost?"

"Two wen," the elder said with a smile, placing a freshly blown candy figure onto the stand.

Tang Shuyi exchanged a glance with Cui Zhu, who understood and handed over a piece of broken silver. The elder weighed the silver in his hand, pondering change. At that moment, Tang Shuyi said, "Keep the change."

Upon hearing this, the elder bowed deeply in thanks, "Thank you, kind sir."

Tang Shuyi waved a hand and said, "Elder, I wish to inquire about something. Do you often sell candy here?"

"Not often, I've been setting up my stand here for over a decade," the elder replied with a proud smile, the wrinkles on his face deepening. "Noble sir, I don't mean to boast, but in the area around Tianlang Lake, there's no one who doesn't know of Sugar-blower Zhang."

"Then I've certainly found the right person," said Tang Shuyi, turning and pointing toward the estate known as Lakeview Pavilion. "Do you know to whom that property belongs?"

The elder followed Tang Shuyi's gesture, his expression turning to a sigh, "That property, ah, it was built by Prince Xiao Yao before he passed away. No sooner had it been built than he..."

He sighed deeply again, "Prince Xiao Yao was such a good man—handsome, amiable, and kind-hearted. How could such a fine person be gone so suddenly?"

Hearing this, Tang Shuyi paused, surprised to learn that the estate belonged to Prince Xiao Yao.

In the memories of her former life, Prince Xiao Yao was in his late twenties, the youngest son of the former emperor, handsome as a clear sky after rain, noble as an orchid amongst stones, a renowned beauty in the capital.

Moreover, it was said that Prince Xiao Yao was exceptionally intelligent from a young age, literate at two, reciting poetry at three, and by his teenage years, he was debating with scholars in the Imperial Library, leaving them speechless. For many years, people believed that the emperor would pass the throne to him, the sixth prince.

Yet, Prince Xiao Yao seemed to have no interest in the throne, preferring to spend his days traveling, composing poetry, and painting. It was also said he had no fondness for women, as he rejected multiple imperial matches proposed by the emperor.

However intelligent and talented he was, with no interest in the throne, the emperor could do nothing but ultimately pass the sovereignty to the current emperor.

Still, the former emperor's affection for Prince Xiao Yao was genuine, granting him the title of a prince and the wealthiest county of the dynasty as his fief. It was rumored that the former emperor left a decree on his deathbed that as long as Prince Xiao Yao did not rebel, no crime should ever be charged against him.

Nonetheless, Prince Xiao Yao died young. Over two years ago, he accidentally fell off a cliff while traveling, and his body was never found. Coincidentally, the news of his death reached the emperor at the same time as the report of Xiao Huai's death in battle.

It was said that the emperor fainted upon hearing the dual tragedies, and upon awakening, he wept bitterly…

Reflecting on the life of Prince Xiao Yao, Tang Shuyi could only sigh at the fickleness of fate.

Having seen all there was to see, Tang Shuyi boarded her carriage and set off back to the mansion. Sitting in the carriage, she peered through the lifted curtains at the passing scenery, increasingly convinced that the Carefree King's lake pavilion would be the perfect venue for the guild hall.

But the Carefree King was dead, and whom should she approach to purchase his estate? Moreover, the likelihood of a sale was slim. After all, the Carefree King's relatives were neither short of money nor influence.

Yet, where there's a will, there's a way. Without trying, how could one know? Tang Shuyi planned to first learn more about the Carefree King's relatives, then seek to negotiate. If things worked out, all the better; if not, she would simply find another location.

In the blink of an eye, the carriage arrived at the entrance of the Marquis's mansion. Tang Shuyi alighted, only to see Steward Zhao hurriedly leading people out in a fluster.

"What are you all rushing off to?" Tang Shuyi inquired.

Upon hearing the voice, Steward Zhao turned his head, relieved to see it was Tang Shuyi dressed as a man, and hastily came over to greet her. Tang Shuyi gestured dismissively, "Let's speak inside the mansion."

Steward Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed Tang Shuyi into the mansion. Once in the front courtyard's study, he reported, "Madam, the second young master got into a fight at the academy. The academy's master has requested a senior family member to come and collect him. In your absence, I was concerned that the eldest young master wouldn't be able to handle the situation, so I thought to ask the Duke to intervene."

So, it was a case of a teacher summoning a parent over a child's misconduct.

Tang Shuyi mused that having a son who was a poor student and being called in by his teacher was to be expected. She said, "I'll change into different clothes and head over right away."

"Very well," responded Steward Zhao. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly; the Marchioness was now playing the role of both father and mother.

As Tang Shuyi rose to leave, she saw Xiaoyu Ming's attendant, Yan Tai, hiding to the side. She paused, turning her head to look at him. Feeling her gaze, Yan Tai immediately knelt down.

Tang Shuyi: "..." Was she really that frightening?

"Stand up and speak," Tang Shuyi commanded.

Yan Tai shook his head, "I... I feel more at ease responding while kneeling."

Tang Shuyi was somewhat bemused; she had heard that Yan Tai was timid, but hadn't expected him to be this faint-hearted. Since he preferred kneeling, she let him be and asked, "Why did Yuming get into a fight?"

Yan Tai knelt there, hemming and hawing. Tang Shuyi's brow furrowed slightly, "Speak."

"It's... yesterday, the second young master, along with the second young master of the Qi family, and the fifth young master of the Yan family... they didn't... didn't go to the academy. Today, the master asked them why they were absent yesterday. The second young master said there was an issue at home, the second young master of the Qi family said his father was ill and he needed to attend to him, and the fifth young master of the Yan family said he was sick himself."

Tang Shuyi couldn't help but snort coldly; these were clearly excuses to skip class.

Hearing her cold snort, Yan Tai didn't dare to speak further. Tang Shuyi gave him a glance, "Continue."

Yan Tai responded affirmatively and continued, "After the young masters presented their reasons for absence, a fellow student accused them of lying, claiming he saw the three of them riding out of the city. Then… then the young masters and that student got into an argument. With each side having their supporters, the dispute escalated into a fight."

Tang Shuyi took a deep breath and strode outside. Skipping classes was one thing, but starting a brawl in front of their teacher was quite another. If this didn't warrant summoning their parents, what would?

Upon reaching Shi'an Garden, she changed into simpler attire, boarded the carriage, and headed straight for the academy. Arriving at her destination, she alighted from the carriage and noticed, not far away, another figure descending from their vehicle – it was Qi Liangsheng.

Chapter 64: Expulsion

Seeing Qi Liangsheng, who was once a top scholar, Tang Shuyi thought he must hold some prestige even among esteemed scholars. Hoping to mitigate the upcoming scolding, she approached and greeted him with a bow, "Sir Qi, what a coincidence."

Qi Liangsheng, startled to see her, returned the gesture. "Lady Hou, are you here for your second son?"

He hadn't expected Tang Shuyi from the Yongning Marquis House to come to the academy; he thought it would be Xiao Yuchen, as men typically handled such matters. But, there was no rule saying women couldn't. He sighed internally, acknowledging the difficulty of Lady Hou's position.

Noting his brief surprise, Tang Shuyi guessed his thoughts, a testament to the deep-rooted traditional mindset. However, she remained unfazed and replied with a smile, "He's been getting up early for martial training these past few days. I thought he had changed, but it seems he's as mischievous as ever."

"Your son Yuming is pursuing the martial path?" Qi Liangsheng mused.

Tang Shuyi responded, "It was his choice. If he can't excel in his studies, he needs to find another path. He can't go on like this forever!"

"Indeed," Qi Liangsheng sighed inwardly. He knew Xiao Hui had taught Xiao Yuming some basic martial arts, so the latter had a foundation for that path. But what about his own troublesome son? Not only did he neglect his studies, but he also lacked discipline.

Despite wanting to intervene, Qi Liangsheng felt powerless, knowing his mother doted on his younger son, spoiling him to the point of indulgence.

Another carriage arrived, and from it leaped the robust Earl of Nanling. He too was taken aback to see Tang Shuyi, but quickly exchanged pleasantries before the three headed towards the academy.

Shortly after entering, a young attendant, around seventeen or eighteen, approached and inquired if they were the guardians of Xiao Yuming, Qi He Guang, and Yan Zi Mo, then guided them to the academy's head.

After a fifteen-minute walk, they reached an elegantly adorned courtyard. There stood Xiao Yuming, Qi He, and Yan Zi Mo at the entrance, disheveled and covered in dirt.

Tang Shuyi took a deep breath, suppressing her frustration, but the Earl of Nanling drew his belt and charged towards Yan Zi Mo. Upon seeing this, Yan Zi Mo took off running, with the Earl in hot pursuit, shouting, "You little rascal, think you can escape? I'll teach you a lesson today!"

As Yan Zi Mo fled desperately, he retorted, "If I'm a little rascal, what does that make you? You must be the old rascal!"

This comeback infuriated the Earl even further. Waving his belt, he bellowed, "I'll tan your hide today!"

Watching the comical chase unfold, Tang Shuyi couldn't help but smile wryly. The attendant, equally caught off guard by the turn of events, awkwardly ushered Tang Shuyi and Qi Liangsheng into the courtyard.

Passing by Xiao Yuming and Qi He, both stood up straight, shedding their previous nonchalance. Tang Shuyi didn't even glance at Xiao Yuming as she entered the courtyard, while Qi Liangsheng's mere look caused Qi He to tense up.

Although his grandmother doted on him, should his father decide to discipline him, all his grandmother could do was cry and fuss.

Watching Tang Shuyi and Qi Liangsheng enter the courtyard, Qi Er nudged Xiao Yuming's shoulder, "Why do I feel like you're really scared of your mother? Doesn't she dote on you a lot?"

Just like his grandmother, he gets whatever he asks for.

Xiao Yuming pursed his lips, silent for a moment before saying, "My mother has changed from how she used to be."

"What's different about her now?" Qi Er asked, craning his neck to look into the courtyard, where he saw Tang Shuyi walking side by side with Qi Liangsheng, apparently in conversation.

"Indeed, there has been a change." Qi Er leaned in closer and whispered to Xiao Yuming, "Your mother, like my father, plays the role of both parents. But your mother seems to be doing a fine job of it, whereas my father is quite inept as a mother."

Xiao Yuming felt a pang in his heart; ever since he had seen Tang Shuyi, a sense of discomfort had set in, anticipating that it would have been Xiao Yuchen. Hearing Qi Er say that Tang Shuyi was taking on both parental roles made his chest feel as if it were blocked by a stone.

"Is your grandmother still looking to find you a stepmother?" Xiao Yuming deftly changed the subject.

Qi Er sighed, "Indeed, after the Longping Princess calmed down, my grandmother started making waves again. Think about it, I'm worse off than you. Your father's gone, and your mother won't find you a stepfather, but with my mother gone, my father will definitely find me a stepmother."

The gossip spark in Xiao Yuming was rekindled, and he quietly asked Qi Er, "Who has your grandmother taken a fancy to?"

Qi Er snorted, "It's that Zhao Yuanzheng's daughter who likes to ingratiate herself—apparently named Zhao Lianxue. My grandmother says, given her humble family background, she wouldn't dare to bully me in our house. Humph, as if I, a young master, would fear a stepmother."

"You're not afraid of a stepmother, but you're afraid of your father!" Xiao Yuming reminded him in a hushed tone, "They say once there's a stepmother, a stepfather follows. You'd better be careful."

Hearing this, Qi Er's expression turned grave.

Meanwhile, Tang Shuyi and Qi Liangsheng, following the scholar servant, arrived at the door of the academy's headmaster. The servant respectfully announced their presence and then a detached voice came from within, "Come in."

The servant opened the door and gestured for them to enter. Tang Shuyi and Qi Liangsheng stepped into the study to find that three walls were covered with shelves brimming with books, and in the center stood a large desk. Behind it, an elderly man with graying hair was engrossed in reading a scroll.

After leading them in, the scholar servant tiptoed out. Tang Shuyi and Qi Liangsheng stood in front of the desk, while the elderly man continued to focus on his book, not sparing them a glance.

One was a duchess of a superior marquis rank, a first-rank imperial noblewoman. The other, a second-rank high official in charge of the nation's finances, the Minister of Revenue. People of such stature would not be kept waiting even if they were to see the Emperor. Yet this headmaster showed little hospitality.

Tang Shuyi felt displeased.

The head of the Shanglin Academy must be a great scholar of the age, but no matter how knowledgeable, such arrogance seemed unwarranted. However, she was not one to be easily swayed by emotions; if Qi Liangsheng could bear it, why couldn't she?

"Headmaster Fang," Qi Liangsheng greeted the old man with a cupped-hand salute, a gesture among equals.

Observing this, Tang Shuyi also extended her courtesy to the elder with a formal bow, mirroring the gesture of equality.

Master Fang Qi Shan set aside the tome in his hand and, lifting his gaze, addressed the two with a detached tone, "Please, take a seat."

As Tang Shuyi and Qi Liangsheng settled down, the voice of a page announced from the doorway, "Master, the Earl of Nanling has arrived."

"Let him in," came Fang Qi Shan's indifferent reply.

The Earl of Nanling strode in with confidence, offering Master Fang a respectful bow before taking a seat beside Qi Liangsheng.

"Xiao Yuming, Qi Heguang, and Yan Zimo, these three students have been neglectful in their studies, frequently absent from class, and today they even resorted to brawling during the lesson. Their unruly behavior is beyond the control of their teachers. It's best they are expelled," declared Fang Qi Shan.

Chapter 65: Who Truly Lacks Virtue

The room fell silent for a long moment following Master Fang's declaration of expulsion. Then, abruptly, the Earl of Nanling rose to his feet, his eyes blazing as he challenged, "No, that's unacceptable. They cannot be expelled."

Realizing the harshness in his tone, he softened his voice, "Master Fang, my son Zimo may be a handful, but I assure you he will be strictly disciplined at home. He cannot be expelled! He's only fourteen; what is he to do if not study? Fritter away his days in frivolous pursuits?"

Master Fang's expression turned grimmer, "My lord, the academy is a place for learning, not for squandering time."

"Just give him two more years to mature, to gain some sense," the Earl persisted, not yet ready to concede.

But Master Fang had made up his mind, "Discipline your child at home. That will be all, take your children home."

The Earl of Nanling opened his mouth to protest but was silenced by a tug from Qi Liangsheng. Qi Liangsheng then turned to Master Fang, bowing respectfully, "We apologize for the inconvenience we've caused."

This was an acknowledgment of the decision to expel Qi Heguang. The Earl of Nanling panicked; he had thought Qi Liangsheng had a persuasive solution for Master Fang, not realizing he was conceding.

"Master…"

"We apologize for the trouble," Tang Shuyi interjected with a bow, cutting off the Earl. The Earl glowered at Tang Shuyi and Qi Liangsheng, but they remained unmoved.

It was then that Master Fang turned to Tang Shuyi, "Madame Marquess, how fares your eldest son in his studies?"

Tang Shuyi, unsure why he suddenly inquired about Xiao Yuchen, replied, "Yuchen is more diligent in his studies than Yuming, he's quite assiduous on a regular basis."

Master Fang huffed softly, a sound barely audible, yet Tang Shuyi read volumes in his glance. He continued, "One may read a thousand books, but if one's character is flawed, it's all for naught."

Tang Shuyi's expression chilled instantly; this was an overt indictment of Xiao Yuchen's character, and in front of others no less, blatantly sabotaging his future. How could someone of such esteemed scholarly stature, the headmaster of the Upper Forest Academy, cast aspersions on Xiao Yuchen's character in such a public manner? How was he to interact with others, to conduct himself in the future?

Xiao Yuchen may have been naive in matters of the heart and somewhat old-fashioned in his ways, but to label him as lacking in virtue was a verdict she could not accept.

Turning around to look down at Director Fang Shan, who was seated behind the desk, Tang Shuyi's lips curved into a smile, but her eyes were icy as she asked, "Director Fang, what brings about such a statement?"

"Humph!" Director Fang Shan's snort was much louder this time. He continued, "Does the Lady not know what the young master of your esteemed house has done?"

"I would appreciate Director Fang's guidance," Tang Shuyi bowed slightly in respect and said seriously, "If my son Yuchen has acted against virtue, I will surely discipline him strictly. If not, I would ask Director Fang to retract his previous statement, as a gentleman does not indulge in slander."

The phrase "a gentleman does not indulge in slander" caused Director Fang Shan's face to change color. Being a renowned scholar of the age, it was a direct affront to be accused of lying. He had not expected this widow of Marquis Yongning to be so forthright. Even high-ranking court officials treated him with great respect, Qi Liangsheng being one such example.

Angered, he asked, "I would like to ask you, has your house annulled the marriage arrangement with the Wu family?"

Tang Shuyi was momentarily stunned; she hadn't expected Director Fang to inquire about this matter, but this only made her less fearful. "Indeed, the arrangement was annulled a few days ago. Does Director Fang find anything improper in that?"

"Improper?" Director Fang Shan snorted coldly again. "Could it be that your esteemed young master has done something to tarnish his virtue?"

Tang Shuyi was almost amused with frustration. She hadn't spoken a word about the annulment yet, and now she was being questioned about it. The Wu family sure had some nerve!

Smiling at Director Fang Shan, she said, "My son Yuchen began his studies at the age of three under the personal guidance of my father, the old Marquis Yongning. At the age of six, he entered the Shanglin Academy, taught by the masters there. He only left the academy six months ago due to family matters, and has been studying at home since. I cannot claim that my son Yuchen is perfect, but he is certainly beyond reproach in terms of virtue. Otherwise, who would you suggest has taught him to be otherwise? My father, the old Marquis Yongning, or the masters of Shanglin Academy?"

"This..." Director Fang Shan found himself at a loss for words. Could he blame the old Marquis Yongning or the masters of Shanglin Academy? Certainly not.

Both the Earl of Nanling and Qi Liangsheng couldn't help but turn their attention to Tang Shuyi, who was dressed in a dark green robe with a peony pattern and her hair elegantly styled in a double peony bun. She looked dignified and graceful, reminiscent of a lotus flower. Yet at this moment, what struck them the most wasn't her delicate beauty but the imposing aura she exuded, her words striking directly at the heart of the matter, leaving no room for rebuttal.

They never knew that the Lady of Marquis Yongning was such a person.

Seeing that Director Fang Shan was unable to refute her, Tang Shuyi pressed on: "The annulment of the marriage between my house and the Wu family happened only a few days ago. How did Director Fang come to know of this? And who has been whispering in your ear, leading you to slander my son?"

"Cease your nonsense, woman," Director Fang Shan, growing even more irate upon hearing her use the word 'slander', but still lacking a rebuttal, said, "I shall not argue with a woman. Later, I shall discuss this matter properly with Duke Tang."

Tang Shuyi, annoyed at his sexist remarks, retorted, "Director Fang slanders my son and cannot provide a reason, and now he shirks responsibility because I am a woman. Such behavior is unbecoming of a gentleman, is it not?"

"You..."

At a loss for words, Director Fang Shan watched as Tang Shuyi scoffed and continued, "I, Tang Shuyi, have conducted myself with integrity and sat uprightly. Today, I have been slandered by Director Fang without cause, concerning both my and my son's reputations, and I cannot let this matter rest lightly."

"What would you have me do?" Director Fang Shan, seeing her insistence on not letting the matter rest and suddenly regretting his earlier words, realized that the affairs between the Marquis Yongning's household and the Wu family were none of his concern and that he should not have meddled.

He had merely heard that the annulment of the betrothal between Xiao Yuchen and Wu Jingyun was due to Xiao Yuchen's failing, with the Marquis's house using their influence oppressively. Because he had a close relationship with Wu Jingyun's maternal grandfather, upon seeing the Lady of Marquis Yongning today, he couldn't help but blurt out that Xiao Yuchen was lacking in virtue.

Regret was evident in his eyes as he witnessed the Marchioness's relentless pursuit of justice, but it was too late for regrets; his words were already out there.

At that moment, the formidable and beautiful lady slightly parted her red lips and said, "Master Fang, you accuse my son of lacking virtue because of the annulled engagement with Miss Wu. Then, let's summon Minister Wu and have him clarify, in front of everyone, the details of the annulled engagement and who exactly is lacking in virtue."

As she spoke, she gave Master Fang a cold smile, her gaze fixated on his wrinkled face, and added, "Let's see if Master Fang has been speaking nonsense and slandering my son."

She then turned to face Minister Qi and the Earl of Nanling, giving them a deep bow, "I implore Minister Qi and Earl Nanling to bear witness."

"Of course, since I am here, I shall bear witness," responded the Earl of Nanling. He had already taken a disliking to Master Fang and, seeing Tang Shuyi's firmness, he readily agreed, believing she had the upper hand in making the old man concede.

Minister Qi, addressing Master Fang, remarked, "One should not lightly believe hearsay. Master Fang, today I shall also witness this matter for both parties."

Master Fang, his eyes deep as he regarded Tang Shuyi, realized he had no choice but to agree to summon Minister Wu. From Tang Shuyi's resolute demeanor, it was evident that in the annulled engagement between the Yongning Marquisate and the Wu family, the former likely held the just position.

Now, any regrets he harbored were futile.

Just then, the Marchioness called out towards the door, her voice resonant, "Someone, come here."

PS: The matter with Wu Jingyun will soon pass, we won't dwell on her too much longer.

Chapter 66: What About Face? Don't You Want It?

Tang Shuyi called out towards the doorway, and soon after, Butler Zhao entered, bowing respectfully, "What orders do you have, my lady?"

Tang Shuyi instructed, "Go to the Wu residence and invite Minister Wu here. Tell him there is a matter that needs clarification."

"Yes," Butler Zhao replied respectfully, bowed, and then swiftly exited.

Observing her decisive and straightforward manner, Master Fang wore a complex expression. Meanwhile, Minister Qi and the Earl of Nanling saw her in a new light. They had both dealt with Xiao Huai before and were familiar with Butler Zhao, Xiao Huai's former right-hand man.

They had seen how Butler Zhao acted in Xiao Huai's presence, similar to how he behaved with Tang Shuyi. This indicated that the Marchioness was now the true head of the Marquisate, commanding authority over both its external and internal affairs.

Then, the thought occurred to them: was it the Marchioness who had made the decisions regarding the recent commotion caused by the Liang family? If so, this Marchioness was indeed no ordinary woman, matching, if not surpassing, the capabilities of many men.

For a moment, both Minister Qi and the Earl of Nanling were lost in thought.

Meanwhile, Tang Shuyi, seemingly oblivious to the gazes of the three men in the room, gracefully took her seat and began examining her fingernails. At that moment, she shed the sharpness she had previously exhibited, reverting to the dignified and graceful demeanor of the Marchioness.

The room was enveloped in a silence so profound it bordered on awkward.

After a while, Tang Shuyi looked towards the Earl of Nanling and inquired, "How has the Earl's wife been faring recently?"

"Quite well, just the other day she was mentioning her wish to visit the Marquess's estate. She said that if it hadn't been for your cooperation last time, that wretch would never have been caught." Lord Nanling's forthright nature was evident as he laughed heartily after speaking.

Tang Shuyi also smiled, "In that matter, Yuming also acted improperly, and I have punished him severely for it."

Discussing their unruly children, Lord Nanling found common ground with Tang Shuyi, and they chatted amicably. After a while, Tang Shuyi turned to Qi Liangsheng and said, "Among the three children, your He Guang is considered the most well-behaved."

Qi Liangsheng was equally troubled by his mischievous child and, though he usually disliked discussing domestic matters, he sighed and said, "That boy is quietly troublesome."

"At such an age, it's the critical time for their rebellious phase; strict discipline is essential." Tang Shuyi remarked, turning to Fang Shanlong with a smile, "The academy's masters must be exerting much effort, and it must be taxing for you, Fang Shanlong, to worry about this."

Fang Shanlong: "..."

What sort of woman is she? Just moments ago, she was imposing and confrontational, and now she converses with him amicably and with laughter. What about pride? Does she not care for it?

But one does not strike a smiling face; Fang Shanlong hummed indifferently in response. Then he heard Tang Shuyi say, "Just a few days ago, my Yu Chen was saying that the academy's masters are strict in teaching, and many talents emerge from there, all thanks to Fang Shanlong's excellent management!"

Fang Shanlong: "..."

Speechless again, truly, the old saying 'women and petty men are difficult to raise' couldn't be more accurate.

Seeing that he did not respond, Tang Shuyi knew that intellectuals, especially high-level scholars, valued their dignity, so she didn't continue the conversation and instead chatted with Lord Nanling and Qi Liangsheng, mostly with Lord Nanling while Qi Liangsheng occasionally added a comment.

Tang Shuyi's efforts to mend her relationship with Fang Shanlong had its reasons. The Da Qian Dynasty held scholars in high regard, and as a great scholar of the age, Fang Shanlong's status was even more eminent. With disciples all over the country and the ancient tradition of respecting teachers and valuing teachings, offending him to death was not a wise move.

Besides, there was a high likelihood that he was being used by others in the current situation.

Sometimes, one has to bow their head when necessary, and she wasn't truly averse to enduring some grievances.

However, she could not tolerate Fang Shanlong's accusation of moral deficiency against Xiao Yuchen. Being labeled morally deficient by a great scholar of the era, if she did not refute strongly, that stigma would cling to Xiao Yuchen forever, jeopardizing his future prospects.

That's why she initially rebutted with force, then later softened the conversation with a smile.

Half an hour swiftly passed, and Zhao, the housekeeper's voice was heard from outside, "Madam, Lord Wu has arrived."

Tang Shuyi looked at Fang Shanlong with a smile, "Fang Shanlong, what do you think?"

Since they were in Fang Shanlong's study, naturally, she wouldn't presume to overshadow the host.

"Come in, I also want to know what's really going on," Director Fang huffed after he finished speaking. Tang Shuyi didn't mind and just sat there waiting for Wu Guoliang.

Wu Guoliang entered with a smile, about to bow to Director Fang when he noticed Qi Liangsheng and the Earl of Nanling were also present. His expression changed for a moment, but he quickly composed himself. He cupped his hands towards Director Fang, greeting him, "Director Fang."

Then, he greeted Qi Liangsheng and the Earl of Nanling in turn, and finally, Tang Shuyi. He raised his hands high and bowed deeply—a gesture of great respect.

He said, "My lady, it's my fault for poor discipline, letting false rumors damage the young master's reputation. It's my mistake."

Then, he bowed deeply to Director Fang, "Director Fang, my lax discipline has led to you hearing untruths. My daughter's disengagement from the young master was due to incompatible zodiac signs, nothing else."

With such a display, what was unclear? The dissolution of the marriage alliance between the Marquis of Yongning's estate and the Wu family was likely due to issues within the Wu family, otherwise, Wu Guoliang wouldn't have humbled himself so.

Director Fang sighed deeply, realizing he had been manipulated.

But a mistake was a mistake. He was about to bow in apology to Tang Shuyi, but she wouldn't accept it, quickly rising to return a deep bow and saying:

"Great Scholar Fang, I acted rashly earlier, please forgive me. Yuchen is young and cannot bear a tarnished reputation; it was a desperate move on my part."

Seeing her sincere attitude and that she gave him face, Director Fang felt much better and said, "The lady's heart for her son is understandable. The young master is a good child."

Tang Shuyi's eyes lit up at this, and she immediately decided to seize the opportunity, "Yuchen, although diligent in his studies, still has much to learn. I hope he can receive your guidance in the future."

Director Fang was taken aback and almost laughed at the audacity. He had just corrected a prior misjudgment about Xiao Yuchen, and now the lady wanted him to tutor the young man. Did she think his guidance was for anyone's taking?

But...

Never mind, after all, it was he who had almost damaged Xiao Yuchen's reputation by believing in slander. Offering a few pointers wouldn't hurt. So he said, "Hmm, let him bring his writings for me to review sometime."

Tang Shuyi didn't expect her wish to be granted. She paused in surprise and then bowed deeply to Director Fang, "Thank you, Director Fang."

Director Fang managed to save face. If the lady had been relentless, he really wouldn't have known what to do. He gestured with his hand, "No need for such formalities, my lady."

Qi Liangsheng and the Earl of Nanling hadn't expected such an outcome. They were both somewhat impressed with Tang Shuyi. In just a short time, the crisis threatening Xiao Yuchen's reputation was resolved, and Tang Shuyi had secured a great scholar to guide his studies.

Although Director Fang was the head of the academy, he didn't teach, and his guidance wasn't easily obtained—truly a boon that others could hardly beg for!

Chapter 67: The Fear of the Troublesome

With the situation escalating to this point, Director Fang was naturally not in the best of spirits. After finishing the discussion about Xiao Yuchen, he promptly issued an eviction order.

The Earl of Nanling wanted to salvage the situation, hoping to keep his son Yuan Wu enrolled in the academy. He whispered to Tang Shuyi, "My lady, you can't just think of your eldest son. What about your second son? He can't just drop out like this!"

Finding himself at a loss, he sought to involve Tang Shuyi, hoping she could speak to Headmaster Fang Shan and persuade him to allow Xiao Yuming and his two companions to continue their studies at the academy. He had come to a clear realization that the Lady of Yongning Hou was no ordinary woman; she possessed the ability to command respect and also knew how to humble herself when necessary.

Just moments ago, with unabashed audacity, he had climbed the ladder of opportunity, securing Headmaster Fang Shan's guidance for Xiao Yuchen. Now, he believed it was possible to convince the Headmaster to allow the three children to continue their education at the academy.

Tang Shuyi, however, felt helpless. Why couldn't the Earl of Nanling see the obvious? Was his fifth son truly cut out for academics? If not, wouldn't it be better to seek alternative paths rather than stubbornly clinging to education?

She said, "Earl of Nanling, my Yuming is not suited for academic pursuits. Forcing him to study brings pain to both him and me. It would be better to let him return home and focus on martial training."

"Your Yuming wishes to train in martial arts?" asked the Earl of Nanling.

Tang Shuyi nodded. The Earl sighed, "Your Yuming has some foundation in martial arts, but my wretched son is not cut out for it either."

Tang Shuyi could only express her inability to help; each family must bear its own burdens. She already had her hands full with her own three children.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Tang Shuyi, the Earl turned to Qi Liangsheng, "Minister Qi, we must think of a solution! We can't let them simply return home and idle away their days, can we? Wouldn't they just end up causing trouble every day?"

"Brother Xingyan."

The Earl's given name was Xingyan.

Qi Liangsheng whispered to him, "If they are not meant for academics, why waste favors in this pursuit?"

The Earl pondered Qi's words and found them reasonable. But if he brought his son back home, what would he do all day? Idle away his time? With a deep sigh, he strode towards the courtyard gate, his demeanor stormy, as if he were about to discipline his son Yanwu once again.

Indeed, before Tang Shuyi even reached the courtyard gate, she heard Yanwu's cries and pleas.

In her past life, even without having raised children, Tang Shuyi knew that such violent methods of discipline were wrong. However, it was someone else's method of upbringing, and it wasn't her place to comment. By the time she reached the gate, the Earl and Yanwu had already chased each other off. Xiao Yuming and Qi Er stood with their heads bowed at the entrance.

Tang Shuyi glanced at Xiao Yuming and said indifferently, "Let's go."

Xiao Yuming murmured in agreement, following her with his head down, his heart pounding. The calmer Tang Shuyi was, the more anxious he felt. He even wished she would scold or beat him; after such a punishment, things would return to normal.

Tang Shuyi was contemplating her next steps. Scolding or beating didn't seem effective, as Yanwu's case demonstrated. Punishment was futile; they had been punished before. Lectures on morality had already been given, yet they seemed ineffective in this situation.

What she feared most was this kind of stubborn resistance.

They left the academy in silence. Standing by the carriage, Tang Shuyi looked up at the large characters "Shanglin Academy" etched above the entrance. If she remembered correctly from the book, the male protagonist also studied at Shanglin Academy and was a favored student of Headmaster Fang Shan.

Just now, in Director Fang's study, she hadn't quite grasped the intricacies of the situation. But now, some things were starting to become clearer. In the book, Xiao Yuchen, as the legitimate eldest son of the Marquis of Yongning, had been the heir apparent for many years, only for his title to be usurped by an outsider.

At the time of reading, she had found this somewhat illogical, but now, thinking it over, if Xiao Yuchen was denounced by a leading scholar and the headmaster of Shanglin Academy for lacking in virtue...

Moreover, with "Tang Shuyi" and the Duke of Tang already deceased, even if her uncles wished to advocate for him, they wouldn't risk their entire fortunes. Coupled with his own stubbornness and ineptitude in handling mundane affairs, the charge of harboring a traitor's daughter, and the emperor's apprehension over the military talisman and Xiao Huai's influence in the army...

All these reasons combined, it's no wonder his title was seized.

So, has the machination already begun?

Tang Shuyi narrowed her eyes as she observed Wu Guoliang approaching quickly. She turned and boarded the carriage, with Xiao Yuchen following close behind. The coachman whipped the horses into motion, and the carriage began to move.

Wu Guoliang hurried after them, intending to speak, but Tang Shuyi's voice emanated from within: "Lord Wu, I await your explanation at the marquis's residence."

Wu Guoliang, a picture of dejection, wanted to catch up to the carriage to offer a few words of explanation, but the marquis's carriage had already traveled some distance. Pursuing it now seemed inappropriate, so he boarded his own family's carriage. He was still confused; why had Director Fang suddenly taken an interest in his family affairs?

Meanwhile, Tang Shuyi leaned against the carriage wall, her eyes closed in rest, yet her mind was anything but idle.

Was Director Fang being manipulated by someone? But who? Wu Jingyun, or the male protagonist? Had Wu Jingyun already joined forces with the male lead?

Tang Shuyi had used that book as a sleep aid, often dozing off while listening, so some details were hazy, like when and how Wu Jingyun and the male protagonist met and allied.

However, even knowing the plot was of little use, as reality diverged greatly from fiction. They could only play it by ear.

"Mother."

Xiao Yuchen's voice reached her ears. Opening her eyes, Tang Shuyi saw him biting his lip, a picture of repentance. There was still hope for him.

"Director Fang stated that you three need not attend the academy anymore. I didn't argue on your behalf," Tang Shuyi said, looking at him.

"I... I never wanted to attend the academy anyway," Xiao Yuchen mumbled, his gaze downcast, his toes idly kicking at a corner of the carriage rug.

"Then what do you plan to do?" Tang Shuyi inquired.

Xiao Yuchen remained silent, head bowed, until the carriage stopped in front of the marquis's residence.

Tang Shuyi alighted from the carriage and headed straight inside, with Xiao Yuchen trailing behind. As they walked, he realized they were headed towards the ancestral hall. His lips pressed tightly together; it seemed he couldn't escape his fate of kneeling in the hall after all.

Upon entering the ancestral hall, Xiao Yuchen knelt down instinctively, and Tang Shuyi raised an eyebrow. Indeed, this second son was the real troublemaker.

In the book, Xiao Yuchen was the primary reason for the marquis's fall from grace, but his main issues stemmed from his folly regarding Li Biqin and his obstinate refusal to adapt. These flaws were apparent at a glance. Moreover, Xiao Yuchen was relatively obedient, making him not too difficult to guide.

This second son seems to be more perceptive and shrewd than Xiao Yuchen. Often, Tang Shuyi can't fathom what's running through his mind.

P.S.: Xiao Yuming: I'm really curious about what a "troublemaker" looks like.

Chapter 68: Kill Him

Tang Shuyi lights three sticks of incense and places them in the censer. The wispy smoke twirls before the three spirit tablets, soon dispersing into the air. She gazes at the tablets on the altar, at a loss for words on how to counsel or reprimand this wayward second son.

She had tried both gentle persuasion and strict discipline before.

Turning around, she looks at the fourteen-year-old boy kneeling on the ground. His back is straight, his youthful face carries a blasé expression tinged with defiance. Lowering her gaze and composing her thoughts, Tang Shuyi says:

"If your father were still alive, if our Marquis mansion stood unshaken, I wouldn't mind if you wished to live a life of frivolity. After all, one's life is one's own to lead.

But now, our mansion is beset with crises. The Second Prince and the Liang family are our sworn enemies. Should the Second Prince ascend to the throne, our family would have no peace. With your father gone, and the military tally missing, the Emperor grows suspicious, believing we know the tally's whereabouts. He also fears your father's influence in the army and seeks any fault in us, not to mention our hidden foes..."

Tang Shuyi lets out a heavy sigh, "Though our mansion isn't treading on thin ice, living carefreely isn't feasible. Besides, do you truly wish to spend your life in such a daze, lost in pleasures?"

After finishing, Tang Shuyi turns to look at Xiao Yuming, kneeling on the ground. She sees his fists clenched tightly, a dangerous glint in his eyes. Silence fills the room for a moment before she hears him speak in a low voice, "Kill him."

Tang Shuyi didn't expect to hear these three words. Her mind blanked for a moment before she reflexively asked, "Kill whom?"

"The Second Prince. If we kill him, we'll eliminate a major threat."

Xiao Yuming's tone is casual, as if he's not talking about murder, and certainly not the murder of a prince, but rather the slaughtering of a chicken. Tang Shuyi couldn't help but scrutinize him intently. The young boy kneeling before her had a straight back, and his features were beginning to mature, giving his face a certain sharpness. Gone was his irreverent demeanor, replaced by a palpable aura of murderous intent.

Tang Shuyi's heart leaps to her throat. She suddenly remembers the plot from the book. As a villain, Xiao Yuming's fate was far from pleasant; he seemed to have committed some crime and was... torn apart by five horses.

Her heart races at the thought. What crime did he commit to deserve such a harsh punishment?

That book was meant to aid her sleep, and she often fell asleep while listening to it, leaving many details unclear. Now, she can't recall them. Could Xiao Yuming have really killed the Second Prince?

The possibility wasn't small.

The Emperor had many sons, and although the Second Prince wasn't the most outstanding among them, he had a favored concubine mother. A woman of humble origin who could fight her way to become the Emperor's favorite concubine in the cutthroat harem must be a formidable character.

If her son were killed by Xiao Yuming, it's entirely plausible she'd convince the Emperor to mete out the most severe punishment to Xiao Yuming.

Tang Shuyi now wished she could teach Xiao Yuming a lesson in ethics and politics, but clearly, that was impossible.

After a moment of silence, she asked in a low voice, "How would one kill?"

She spoke with earnest seriousness, as if she truly intended to discuss the methodologies of murder with Xiao Yuming.

Xiao Yuming knelt with his head bowed, silent, when Tang Shuyi added, "Do you plan to take a knife, storm into the Second Prince's residence, and let the blade go in white and come out red, killing him?"

"Of course not," Xiao Yuming countered aloud, "The Second Prince's residence is heavily guarded, it's impossible for me to bring in weapons. We should do it like this…"

Xiao Yuming's voice dropped to a whisper, his eyes shimmering with clarity, "Find out when he will be traveling. During his journey, we'll create an accident, and then…"

He raised his hand, excitement shining in his eyes, and made a throat-slitting gesture.

Tang Shuyi: "…"

Had he really considered this question before?

"Mother, do you think this plan won't work?" Seeing her silence, Xiao Yuming continued, "Or we could poison him. Bribing someone inside his residence, administer the poison, or hire an assassin…"

"Stop," Tang Shuyi hastily interrupted, then whispered, "Assassinating the Second Prince, if anything goes wrong, our entire family would be doomed. You mustn't act rashly, do you understand?"

Xiao Yuming returned to his nonchalant demeanor, "Oh, I know, which is why I haven't taken any action yet."

Not yet taken action? Does that mean he intends to do so later?

Tang Shuyi's fingers trembled as she pointed at him and warned, "I'm telling you again, you absolutely must not take matters into your own hands against the Second Prince."

"Mother, you also want to kill the Second Prince, right? I will follow your command," Xiao Yuming said.

Tang Shuyi: "…When did I ever say I wanted to kill the Second Prince?"

Xiao Yuming: "Didn't you just say not to kill him on my own? Which means, you have a say in the decision."

Tang Shuyi felt her son was leading her astray, and her head started to ache. She quickly paced around the room, and once her mind cleared a bit, she squatted down in front of Xiao Yuming and said each word clearly and slowly:

"Whatever you do leaves traces, do not harbor any illusions of luck. If you lay hands on the Second Prince and it gets exposed, who could withstand the consequences, you or me?"

After listening to her, Xiao Yuming fell silent for a long time before saying, "Mother, I know, I am not capable now and won't act. Let's talk about it when I have the power to kill him."

Tang Shuyi was certain he had entertained the thought of killing the Second Prince before. Opposing him strongly now wasn't wise; with his rebellious streak, the harder she pushed, the more likely he might just do it. What if he really killed the Second Prince?

The Second Prince's life or death is of no concern to her, but it must not be at the hands of Xiao Yuming. Now, their family could not withstand the emperor's wrath over the loss of his son.

"Yes, the Second Prince bears grudges against us; he must never ascend the throne," Tang Shuyi whispered in a hushed tone while squatting down. "There are plenty of ways to prevent him from becoming emperor, and we are not the only ones who wish to stop him. There's no need to resort to the most foolish and dangerous method; that would be reckless."

Seeing him purse his lips, his gaze contemplative, she felt he had taken her words to heart. Tang Shuyi continued, "You're fourteen now. Although... you're considered an adult, you've yet to encounter much, and your strategies and tactics are somewhat lacking. Some things may seem simple, but they're not easy to execute. Like when you tried to skip school and got reported by your classmates, leading to a brawl and your expulsion. How much more so when it comes to something as serious as murder."

Upon hearing about his expulsion, Xiao Yuming felt little shame. Flashing a grin, he said, "Mother, I understand. I was just talking; I wouldn't really take action."

Tang Shuyi watched his harmless smile, and her heart inexplicably fluttered. Taking a quiet breath, she said, "Good that you understand."

"Mother, how long must I kneel as punishment?" Xiao Yuming asked with a grin.

Tang Shuyi's perception of her second son was once again altered. He was a dangerous piece in the game. She stood up and said, "You needn't return to the academy. What path you take from here, once you've thought it through, you may leave the ancestral hall."

"Mother, I've thought it through now," Xiao Yuming said, moving his knees. Last time, he was locked in the study, where he could lie down on a couch without having to kneel. This time, he was required to kneel, and he wanted to leave immediately.

Tang Shuyi let out a cold huff, "No, you haven't thought it through. Continue kneeling."

Chapter 69: Time and Again

Tang Shuyi left the ancestral hall, looked up to the sky, and sighed deeply. Even now, her heart was racing with fright.

He had thought Xiao Yuming was merely a wasteful playboy, never expecting him to be so dangerous. Just fourteen years old, and he spoke of murder as if it were as simple as taking a drink of water. Was there an innate danger within him?

Considering that Xiao Huai went to battle at fifteen, perhaps it was a possibility.

She, who had lived for over thirty years in a modern society where the law was strictly enforced, found it hard to accept this readiness to resort to violence and killing.

Was she being too indecisive in her actions?

Regardless, Xiao Yuming was too young and lacking in cunning and physical strength to think about murder so readily. It might very well end up with him not killing his target, but instead, getting caught and putting both himself and the marquisate in peril.

In her previous life, she had encountered all sorts of people, but she had never dealt with someone harboring such dangerous thoughts, ready to speak of killing so casually. Now her own son was such a person; how should she educate him?

Surely she couldn't seriously give him lessons on morality and ethics?

The key issue was his shamelessness.

When Xiao Yuchen was punished and made to kneel in the ancestral hall, the atmosphere was solemn and tense. However, when it was Xiao Yuming's turn, the ambiance seemed far less serious, almost lax.

"Madam, please put on your cloak," Cui Zhu offered, holding out a cloak and assisting her in draping it on.

Standing there, Tang Shuyi let her assist and after a while inquired, "Was Yuming always this mischievous? I seem to have forgotten."

Pondering her words, Cui Zhu replied, "When I began serving you, the Second Young Master was already seven or eight years old. Though he was a bit naughty back then, he didn't cause much trouble."

Wrapping the cloak tighter, Tang Shuyi walked towards Shi An Yuan, her mind occupied with thoughts of educating her second son. But upon arriving, she still lacked a good plan. Eventually, she told herself to take it slow. Children don't grow up in a day, and education isn't something that can be accomplished overnight.

Nevertheless, this time, he can kneel in the ancestral hall for a longer duration.

Upon reaching the entrance of Shi An Yuan, she saw Housekeeper Zhao waiting. Seeing her, he bowed and said, "Madam, Minister Wu has been waiting for you in the front hall."

"Let him wait," Tang Shuyi said as she entered Shi An Yuan, with Zhao following behind. He added, "Minister Wu's demeanor is very humble."

Tang Shuyi huffed heavily, "Humble? Everyone can put on an act. With the effort he puts into this charade, he'd do better to manage his household."

"Shall I not bother with him then?" Housekeeper Zhao asked.

"Don't mind him. If he wants to wait, let him wait; if he wants to leave, let him leave," Tang Shuyi said, sitting down on the brocade couch and falling silent for a moment before asking, "Does the Wu family have any vulnerabilities? The kind that could bring Wu Guoliang to his knees in court?"

The Wu family's biggest vulnerability was in her hands, but she couldn't reveal it. It wasn't because of any promise made with Wu Guoliang, but because if the affair at Chongguang Temple were exposed, all the women of the Wu family, whether married off or still in their boudoirs, would suffer.

Those not yet married might face broken engagements, and those yet to be betrothed would find it difficult to join respectable families. For those already married, those with a solid standing in their in-laws' homes would merely lose face, but those who weren't valued might face divorce.

Such was the fate of women in ancient times.

She couldn't, out of vengeance against Wu Guoliang and Wu Jingyun, involve so many innocent women. Perhaps many would call her too indecisive, but she couldn't bear to ruin the lives of the innocent with a single act.

After a moment of thought, Zhao said, "A cousin of mine was once in a tight spot and borrowed money from Lady Wu's pawn shop."

When he had first heard about it, he didn't think much of it, as many prominent ladies were involved in pawnbroking, although it was officially prohibited. Nevertheless, it was an illegal act, and it should be enough to charge Wu Guoliang.

Hearing this, Tang Shuyi chuckled. Wu Guoliang had indeed married a capable second wife!

"Write down the details of your cousin borrowing from Lady Wu's pawn shop," Tang Shuyi said, reassuring him in case he was worried about Wu's family retaliating against his cousin, "Don't worry, the Wu family wouldn't dare to trouble him. Our Marquis mansion will protect him from now on."

Housekeeper Zhao complied with a yes.

In the end, it all boiled down to Wu Jingyun not giving up, did it?

Perhaps I was too lenient before. I thought that, given the hardships Wu Jingyun suffered because of Xiao Yuchen in her previous life, leading to her bitter end, her hatred was justified, and her desire for revenge understandable. That's why, though I thwarted her schemes, I never retaliated.

But this cannot keep happening time and again; this time, I cannot let her off easily.

Everyone is selfish, and I am no exception. Now that I am the Lady of Yongning Marquis, the mother of Xiao Yuchen, I cannot let Wu Jingyun continue unabated.

In the front courtyard's hall, Wu Guoliang had already sat through several cups of tea, having visited the outhouse twice, yet still no sign of Tang Shuyi. Not even the shadow of that steward Zhao. He knew the Lady Marquis was furious, deliberately leaving him to stew.

But really, he was the aggrieved party. He still had no idea how Fang Shanlong suddenly began championing his daughter's cause.

Although Fang Shanlong had a close relationship with his late father-in-law, he had only been on good terms with the Zhang family. As for his daughter, Wu Jingyun, he hadn't seen him pay her much attention.

Wasn't this just adding to the chaos?

He was truly frightened now, dreading that in a fit of rage, the Lady Marquis would disclose the incident at Chongguang Temple. If that were to be exposed, not only would the Wu family women suffer, but he would also lose all face, effectively ending his career in the official circles.

He paced anxiously in the hall, alone, like an ant on a hot pan. Seeing a young servant of the Marquis standing by the door, he took a five-tael silver ingot from his pouch and handed it to the servant, "Please pass a message to your Lady Marquis."

The servant quickly stepped back, "Please don't implicate me, Master Wu."

What could Wu Guoliang do but return to the hall and continue to wait?

Chapter 70: Perpetually Baffled

While Wu Guoliang was restlessly waiting in the Marquis's hall to see Tang Shuyi, she had left for the Duke Tang's residence. She planned to hand over the evidence of Mrs. Wu's usurious lending to Duke Tang, urging him to bring charges against Wu Guoliang.

While a noble's family engaging in usury wasn't a grave crime, it was punishable. This would serve as a lesson for Wu Guoliang, making him taste the consequences of poor household management. As for Wu Jingyun, this time, I had no intention of letting her off easily.

Whether it was exposing Xiao Yuchen previously or attempting to drug him at Chongguang Temple, she had not pursued Wu Jingyun too strictly. Partly because Wu Jingyun's past life had indeed been wronged by Xiao Yuchen. Her desire for revenge and to vent was understandable. But repeated offenses were unacceptable.

Even if I feared the potential harm she could inflict on the Yongning Marquis household, I was no longer willing to endure. Otherwise, Wu Jingyun might think I feared her.

Upon arriving at Duke Tang's residence and meeting with Duke Tang, I recounted the incident that had occurred at Shanglin Academy. Duke Tang's wrinkled eyes narrowed as he listened, and he said ominously, "If that's the case, then that girl from the Wu family is a calamity..."

There was a dangerous tone in his voice that made my heart skip a beat. I must admit, compared to the indigenous people of this era, I might indeed be too lenient, having never considered taking a life. But Duke Tang was clearly contemplating eliminating Wu Jingyun.

"Father, I will handle the matter of the second Miss Wu," I said.

Duke Tang sighed, sensing his daughter's soft heart. He said, "Some people, if not removed, may become a great menace later on, including that girl from the Liu family."

If Duke Tang had been handling the past matters, he would have decisively eliminated Liu Biqin without hesitation. Only in death can one find absolute cleanliness.

"Daughter understands." Tang Shuyi was aware that Liu Biqin needed to be dealt with promptly, lest her prolonged stay at the western mountain villa cause further issues.

"I've seen great improvement in Yuchen these days," speaking of Wu Jingyun and Liu Biqin naturally brought Xia Yuchen to Duke Tang's mind. For one's own children, no matter how problematic, the choice to educate and redeem remains. He added, "Let him take on more responsibilities in the marquis's estate. As for his imperial examination, it's fine even if he fails. Competence in handling affairs will ensure his prospects regardless."

For children of noble families like theirs, excelling in the imperial examination is ideal, but failing is not the end; they can still pursue official careers through recommendations.

Nevertheless, Tang Shuyi wished for Xia Yuchen to take the imperial examination and ideally achieve distinction, considering the significant crisis looming ahead.

"Yuchen is quite astute in his studies, let him give it a try," Tang Shuyi suggested.

Seeing her insistence, Duke Tang grunted in agreement. Recalling how she cleverly secured the opportunity for Xia Yuchen to be tutored by Master Fang Shan, Duke Tang's face broke into a smile. He added, "In a few days, I'll accompany Yuchen for another visit to Master Fang Shan."

After discussing Xia Yuchen, Duke Tang brought up Xia Yuming, "If he doesn't want to study in the academy, so be it; he's not cut out for it. Since he's practicing martial arts at home, let him continue. When the opportunity arises, send him to the Imperial Guards or the suburban camps for a few years to temper his character."

Tang Shuyi pondered for a moment, then mentioned the idea of sending Xia Yuming to General Xiang. Duke Tang frowned slightly, saying, "Although Zi'an owed him a debt of gratitude in life, that man is obstinate. If Yuming fails to impress him, even the greatest debt of gratitude won't matter."

Tang Shuyi hadn't expected General Xiang to be of such temperament; she had previously thought of leveraging past favors for future benefits.

"Then let him continue training at home for now, we'll decide later," she said.

After more conversation between father and daughter, Tang Shuyi left the evidence of Lady Wu's pawnshop dealings with her father and headed to the inner courtyard of the ducal mansion to seek out Lady Tang. She hoped to gather some information about the family of Prince Xiaoyao.

Upon reaching Lady Tang's courtyard and approaching the hall, she heard laughter from inside. Lifting the curtain, she saw the second wife of the Tang family was also present, both engaged in jovial conversation. Tang Shuyi smiled and asked, "What brings such joy?"

Lady Tang gestured for her to sit and said with a chuckle, looking at the second wife, "I was just saying, your second brother has a keen eye for jewelry. Look at the gold hairpin on your second sister-in-law's head and the bracelets on her wrists, aren't they beautiful?"

The second wife blushed at the tease, "Elder sister, stop making fun of me."

Tang Shuyi found the couple, Tang Shujie and his wife, quite amusing. Well into their forties and soon-to-be grandparents, they still bickered and fussed like young lovers, making up sweetly after each spat.

Though she thought as much, Tang Shuyi still smiled and said, "I was wondering why the second sister-in-law looked particularly radiant today. It turns out my second brother has gifted her new jewelry."

Lady Tang burst into laughter at her words, and the second wife's cheeks reddened further, "Alright, alright, stop teasing me. How have you been since you came in?"

She inquired of Tang Shuyi.

"All is well," Tang Shuyi replied.

The three sisters-in-law began chatting about household matters, and guided by Tang Shuyi, the conversation gradually turned to the Carefree King. Tang Er Furen sighed, "Back then, my cousin was infatuated with the Carefree King. She even begged our grandfather to plead with the Emperor to grant her marriage to him. But she was rejected by the Carefree King and had to marry someone else. When she heard of the Carefree King's death, she came back to her maternal home and wept bitterly."

"In her husband's house, she dared not cry. After all, what would people think of a married woman mourning another man's death?"

"I went to Chongguang Temple to offer incense not long ago and ran into the Imperial Consort," Tang Da Furen sighed. "The Imperial Consort has grown much thinner; it seems she misses her son..."

Thinking of how Xiao Huai's death coincided with that of the Carefree King, Tang Da Furen wanted to change the subject to prevent Tang Shuyi from dwelling on Xiao Huai's memory. However, Tang Shuyi then asked, "Does the Imperial Consort now live alone in the Carefree King's mansion?"

In the Great Qian Dynasty, there was a rule: when the Emperor passed away, his consorts who had children could move out of the palace to live with their offspring. Following the previous Emperor's death, the Imperial Consort moved to the Carefree King's residence.

Tang Da Furen glanced at Tang Shuyi and saw that she was calm, without a trace of sorrow. Reassured, she said, "The Imperial Consort is not from the capital, and none of her relatives hold official positions here. However, I heard that one of her widowed sisters, along with her daughter, has moved in with her at the Carefree King's mansion."

Tang Shuyi nodded in understanding. It seemed that if she wanted to purchase the Carefree King's residence, she would have to approach the Imperial Consort. However, she didn't hold much hope; after all, it was a relic of the Carefree King. But if the opportunity arose, she might still test the waters.

Having learned what she wanted, Tang Shuyi chatted with Tang Da Furen and Tang Er Furen for a while longer before excusing herself to return to the Marquis's residence. Upon seeing her, Steward Zhao reported that Wu Guoliang was still waiting for her in the front courtyard. Looking at the sky that was about to darken, Tang Shuyi said, "Tell him he doesn't need to wait."

"Yes."

Steward Zhao, having received his instructions, headed towards the study, thinking to himself that although this Minister Wu seemed clever, why did he always act foolishly? Without clarifying the facts, what use was it to meet the Marchioness?