Chapter 1417
Jin Yue 18
Chapter 1417 Jin Yue 18
After dinner, Tan You took Cheng Sui back, leaving Cheng Qian and Cheng Kun to have a heart-to-heart talk. After all, both father and son were officials in the court, and they needed to exchange information with each other regularly.
Seeing that Cheng Qian didn't look well, Cheng Kun reached out and squeezed Cheng Qian's upper arm: "What's wrong with you? Haven't the injuries you sustained on the battlefield fully healed yet?"
Lu Jing and his personal guards all lowered their eyelashes, resolutely refusing to mention what had happened after they returned to the manor.
Cheng Qian smiled as usual: "Last time, the long journey back was tiring, and the cold wind on the way aggravated my injuries."
"Father, please rest assured, I am much better now. After a period of rest, I will be able to attend court."
Cheng Kun didn't say whether he believed it or not, he just nodded slightly: "As long as you know it in your heart, you and the Lin family..."
Cheng Qian knew he couldn't hide it from his father, so he smiled and said, "The Lin family..."
He gets emotional just thinking about Tan You now. "She had a tough time in the past, and her son hasn't fulfilled his responsibilities as a husband and father all these years. Fortunately, it's not too late. Yun-ge is my legitimate son after all, and I still need to teach him properly."
Cheng Kun sighed, "It's just a pity that Brother Lin wasn't born from Lin's womb. Alas."
"Let's go back."
Cheng Qian took his leave, and just after he left, Cheng Kun summoned his personal guard: "Go and find out what has happened in the manor recently?"
The guards obeyed the rules, but as soon as they stepped out the door, the guards in the manor covered their mouths and noses and sent them to Tan You.
Green jade.
When Cheng Qian returned, he saw a group of people lying on the ground in the courtyard. Upon closer inspection, they looked familiar; they were all his father Cheng Kun's personal guards, whom he had just met.
Cheng Qian no longer asked Tan You what she wanted to do; he simply waved his hand and sat down beside her. The guards who had originally wanted to beg Cheng Qian for mercy opened their eyes wide in despair, and soon they fainted.
Cheng Sui lay on Tan You's lap: "Mother, what are you doing?"
Tan You: "You'll find out later."
"Cheng Kun, he really is a cunning old fox."
Cheng Qian muttered, "You're as cunning as a sieve. You're calling my father an old fox?"
Tan You was too lazy to argue with him, so she threw an orange at him, which hit Cheng Qian right between the eyebrows. Cheng Qian was hit so hard that he fell backward and sat down on his backside at the door of the side room.
He didn't get up either. Anyway, he was often punished by Tan You, and he had long lost all prestige in Qinglanggan.
The orange rolled right in front of him. Cheng Qian instinctively grabbed the orange. No matter what, he couldn't just let himself be punished for nothing, could he?
But after tasting the orange, Cheng Qian's eyes lit up, and the pent-up frustration in his heart seemed to ease considerably: "Good stuff?"
Tan You glanced at him: "This is your reward for not talking too much today."
Cheng Qian was flattered: "I have one too?"
Cheng Sui looked eager to try, wishing he could snatch the orange back from his father's mouth: "You can do without it too."
How could Cheng Qian bear to give up something so good that he had already gotten his hands on? He swallowed the orange in one gulp, even the peel, and then spread his hands with a roguish look: "Now it's all mine."
Cheng Sui stared at him for a moment, already pondering what medicine to test on her father tomorrow.
Ignoring the subtle tension between the father and son, Tan You, after altering the memories of Cheng Kun's personal guards, had all of them removed from the courtyard.
Qinglanggan returned to calm, and Tanyou went back to her main room to rest.
Cheng Sui left Cheng Qian and ran over to begin their daily nightly heart-to-heart talk. He sat cross-legged opposite Tan You: "Mother, why did Grandpa's chair suddenly break today?"
Tan You said meaningfully, "There are very few people in this world who are worthy of my courtesy."
Cheng Sui, resting his chin on his hand, suddenly laughed: "So, will Grandpa get injured every time we go to see him from now on?"
Tan You didn't care: "I don't care, as long as your grandpa is tough."
Cheng Sui narrowed her eyes into two small slits: "I can't wait!"
Tan You patted his back: "You little rascal, you always want to stir up trouble."
"Yesterday we talked about the strategy of 'besieging Wei to rescue Zhao,' and next, we'll talk about the 'beauty trap'..."
Cheng Qian, who was just a wall away, almost choked and coughed up his lungs. Don't you think it's a bit much to tell a three-year-old about the honey trap?
Ignoring the commotion next door, Tan You continued her evening parent-child teaching session.
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Cheng Kun's personal guards naturally didn't bring any news; the entire Duke's mansion remained completely isolated. The only explanation was that the madam had recently become a Buddhist, and the power of managing the household had been handed over to the heir's wife.
As for the Crown Prince's wife, they couldn't get any information from her. The name was like a hot potato; people rarely talked about her.
But they forgot that in the manor, everyone called Tan You "Miss," and no one called her "Lady of the Heir Apparent." This was a secret code; anyone who asked for "Lady of the Heir Apparent" was definitely not one of their own.
Cheng Kun didn't think much of it. Although he was somewhat surprised that his wife had started practicing Buddhism, he wasn't too curious as long as things were peaceful and stable in the mansion.
Therefore, Cheng Kun soon settled into a routine of attending court during the day and recuperating in his study at night. As for Shen Lian, he was truly powerless to help her. After all, the splinter had indeed penetrated quite deeply.
After the doctor's exaggerated words, Cheng Kun, who valued his life, naturally felt that life was more important than the soft and fragrant women.
As for Madam Wei, even though she hated her to death, she knew she couldn't lay a hand on Shen Lian while Cheng Kun was in the mansion. Fortunately, Cheng Kun was currently "praying to Buddha," so Madam Wei simply avoided the situation.
Let Shen Lian be smug for now.
Cheng Kun was strong and healthy, and after a few days of rest, he gradually regained his energy. That day, he returned from court with a message: "The imperial palace will be holding a banquet at the end of the year, and all officials' wives are required to attend. You and Lin should make preparations."
Wei's hand trembled slightly as she picked up some food. It was a palace banquet, and all officials' wives were to attend. In other words, people from both the Lin and Wei families would be there.
Thinking of her own family's miserable state, and then of the Lin family, Wei suddenly felt a surge of expectation. It was an expectation of seeing her kind suffer the same fate.
Tan You held the bowl, a somewhat enigmatic smile on her face: "Daughter-in-law understands, daughter-in-law will definitely prepare well."
Cheng Kun nodded in agreement. Tan You glanced at Shen Lian, who was standing next to her setting out the dishes, and then at Madam Wei.
Madam Wei immediately understood: "Aunt Lian is pregnant after all, so there's no need for you to serve the food here. Go back and eat your meal."
Shen Lian glanced at Cheng Kun, her eyes conveying unspoken words. She didn't dare look at Tan You even once, for fear that she would die at Tan You's hands without anyone knowing.
Cheng Kun waved his hand: "Madam is magnanimous, why don't you go down?"
Shen Lian could only curtsy and leave.
Cheng Qian didn't dare say a word. How could he dare to undermine Tan You? He was living a miserable life under Cheng Sui's command.
The little beast spared his life, sparing him from using potent drugs to harm his body. However, his methods of tormenting people were endless, especially his strange pills and elixirs, some of which made people laugh uncontrollably.
Some suffered from diarrhea to the point of exhaustion, while others were so itchy that their whole body was itchy.