This year's spring in the capital was much more lively than in previous years. The mere incident of spending a large sum of money in Desheng Tower to fight for the oiran generated countless topics, and the topic continued again and again.
"...The Cheng family is making trouble again."
"What's the fuss about again? Are you going to Desheng Building to ask for prostitutes?"
"It's so embarrassing to have such a daughter in the family."
"No, this time it was the eldest son of the Cheng family who sued Mrs. Cheng's father to the Yamen, saying that he had other sources of wealth and kept private property."
"...This second master is really brave..."
"...No wonder the second master is so brave. That is an industry that can be used to waste fifty thousand yuan. Who wouldn't be brave enough to take it for himself?"
"...So it's natural that Mr. Cheng won't give up..."
"I really didn't expect Mrs. Cheng's family to behave like this. Common people, it really insults their status as disciples of gods."
"..Insult? Which immortal disciple would hire an oiran? Would he spend a fortune on it? It's really ridiculous."
".. Look at the mess of this family. The top beam is out of alignment and the bottom beam is crooked. I don't think the Cheng family in Jiangzhou is a good person."
The room burst into laughter.
I haven't heard this kind of laughter in some days. The maids standing outside the door looked at each other with joy.
Thank God, the little officials are now happy and they can beat and scold less.
"Shame on you!"
The young official, leaning on the desk, patted his knees and said with a smile.
"What a disgrace! What a disciple of an immortal, he is just a swaggering and ridiculous bastard."
"Yes, yes, gods don't eat the fireworks of the world. Those who eat the fireworks of the world are ordinary people." The attendant laughed and joked.
"Let me be a joke and let's see who is the biggest joke." Gao Xiaoguan laughed.
Here he was smiling and the customers who were clearing the door were hurrying in.
"Fourteen officials, the government office said, is it your intention to take over the property case of the Cheng family brothers?" he asked urgently.
The high-ranking official nodded nonchalantly.
"How's it going? It's lively and embarrassing, right?" he laughed.
Qing Ke looked suspicious.
"Officer, this doesn't seem very good," he said. "If this happens, Mr. Cheng's reputation will be tarnished, and he may not even be able to stay in the capital."
"Isn't this a good thing?" Gao Xiaoguan smiled and looked at the Qingke again, "What? You still want to protect him?"
"It's not that I want to protect him. With him here, he can suppress Mrs. Cheng. Now that his reputation has been ruined, if he is driven out of the capital again, it will be difficult to suppress Mrs. Cheng." Qingke said.
The high-ranking official suddenly laughed.
"Suppress?" He stopped laughing again, "It's hard to suppress a little girl because she doesn't want to suppress her. If she really wants to suppress her, she can be crushed to death with one finger."
"Young official, the key is that this woman has always acted impeccably..." Qingke said.
"Ah, she's still watertight." Gao Xiaoguan interrupted him with a smile, "You also said that this is a little girl. My father and you have thought wrong and overthought her. You should not look at her watertightness, but should look at her watertightness.
Look, she is a little woman."
Having said this, he stretched his arms and leaned back.
"You don't need to say any more. I'll show you how to deal with a little girl."
The outside world was chaotic, but the Cheng family was very quiet, but this kind of quietness was completely different from the quietness before.
Cheng Qiniang stood at the entrance of the courtyard, looking at the hall that should have been bright in spring but looked a bit bleak in autumn and winter.
There was a quarrel in the hall, mixed with the mother's cry.
It’s like this again….
It was like this when I was in Jiangzhou, and it was like this when I came to Beijing.
No matter where they are, their parents, uncles and aunts are never the same again, ever since that person entered the house.
In the past, I was disgusted because she was a fool and would let her family look down upon her, so the family didn't like her and hated her, so there would be disputes in the family.
But not anymore, especially these days when she came to the capital, she went to several banquets with her mother, and the compliments from those people really pleased her. Her sisters also started discussing marriage, and the people they talked about were all from Jiangzhou.
Cheng Qiniang is not a fool who dares to think about a wealthy family, she knows it is because of Cheng Jiaoniang.
In this capital city, this fool is not hated and despised by others, but instead he is envied, envied and complimented. This also brings compliments to this family and these sisters.
Logically speaking, this is a good thing and life should get better and better, but why is the relationship between parents and elders getting worse and worse? From the initial quarrel without talking, to now fighting in court.
The crying became louder, which made Cheng Qiniang come back to her senses and saw the door of the hall opened, and Mr. Cheng walked out quickly.
Seeing Cheng Qiniang standing at the entrance of the courtyard, looking a little dazed, Mr. Cheng stopped in his tracks.
Qiniang was pampered by Cheng Er and his wife, and she was always domineering at home. However, in her domineering attitude, she also showed the innocence and brightness of a carefree girl. But at this moment, it seems that the once bright and arrogant girl has an expression full of panic and uneasiness, as if she is being tortured.
A frightened lone goose lost its flock.
The things he is doing now are not just for the Cheng family, but for the children and descendants of the Cheng family.
Look at the expressions on the faces of our children and descendants today….
Let this matter pass quickly, and then the Cheng family can live a stable and smooth life, and the children of the next generation can grow up normally and better.
Mr. Cheng softened his expression.
"Qiniang, are you used to living in the capital?" he asked.
Cheng Qiniang took a step back.
"Liu Niang misses you very much at home." Master Cheng said with a smile, "I was originally going to ask me to bring you gifts, but I was in a hurry and didn't take care of it."
Cheng Qiniang looked at him with tears falling down.
"Uncle, why do you do this to us?" she cried.
Mr. Cheng looked at her.
"Because my uncle made a mistake, and your father and mother made an even bigger mistake. For the sake of our Cheng family, and for yours, we can't make any more mistakes," he said.
After leaving Cheng Qiniang, Master Cheng went straight to the gate of Cheng Silang's courtyard.
According to the maid's instructions, Cheng Silang was quietly recovering from his injuries. Four attendants were left here to guard him. Therefore, no matter how fiercely Mr. Cheng scolded him outside these days, no one was able to get close to Cheng Silang.
The small courtyard is quiet and quiet. The servants here are the little maids bought by the maid. They are clean inside and outside. The kitchen is also opened separately. It is almost time for dinner, and the fragrance is spreading in the small courtyard.
"Sister, the meal is ready, but the Fourth Young Master still refuses to eat?"
The two maids were talking with sad faces.
Mr. Cheng, who was standing at the door, paused.
He had already found out clearly what happened to Cheng Silang.
After entering Beijing this time, he did not go straight to the door. Instead, he stayed in the capital for a few days, visiting restaurants, tea shops, bookstores, and even temples and Taoist temples. He told all about Cheng Jiaoniang and the Cheng family these days.
Understand things clearly.
Don't make that unclear mistake a second time, once is enough.
The door of the room was opened, and Cheng Silang, who was lying in front of him, seemed to be asleep, but when he heard the footsteps approaching, he still spoke.
"I don't want to eat, you can take it down first," he said.
The footsteps did not move away, but the person seemed to sit down.
"Are you going to make her look bad by not eating?"
"Haven't you given her enough ugliness?"
When these two words came, Cheng Silang was stunned for a moment, then stood up and turned around.
"Father!" he shouted in surprise, "Why are you here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he thought of his own affairs again, and immediately raised his sleeves to cover his face in shame.
"Father, my child is unfilial." He choked and said, "It will harm the family."
Mr. Cheng reached out and pulled down his arm, pushed up his sleeves, and saw his wrists tightly wrapped with white cloth and wooden sticks.
"Can it really be restored to the way it was before?" he asked.
Cheng Silang nodded.
"Yes." He said.
My sister said it can definitely be done.
Mr. Cheng nodded and looked up at Cheng Silang.
"Does it hurt?" he asked.
Cheng Silang was a little stunned, he didn't expect his father to ask this.
His father was very strict. If he did something like this, not only his hand would be broken by a high-ranking official, but even his father would break his legs.
I didn't expect that after meeting, my father would ask such a question with his eyes filled with concern.
Cheng Silang felt mixed feelings in his heart.
"Eat the food and recover from your injuries as soon as possible. Are you doing this to yourself to make your sister look bad?" Mr. Cheng said.
If you don't mention it, let it go. Cheng Silang feels ashamed when he mentions it.
"Father, the child is unfilial..." he said.
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Mr. Cheng.
"Why are you so unfilial? Isn't it just that Deshenglou hosted a banquet with fellow students and asked an oiran to accompany them, which resulted in a feud? This is an interesting story about scholars and young people, what is there to be ashamed of and unfilial?" He frowned and said, "Isn't it just to compete for an oiran?
?If you compete in the academic and imperial examinations, you will naturally compete for the oiran. These are young people, what is there to be ashamed of?"
Cheng Silang looked at his father in astonishment.
Father?
"Your sister has already said it. This is a trivial matter. Are you going against your sister by being so coy and unwilling to let it go? Are you saying that what your sister said is wrong?" Mr. Cheng raised his eyebrows and said.
"Father, sister, she is protecting me..." Cheng Silang said with shame.
"You know your sister is defending you, why don't you know how to defend her?" Mr. Cheng interrupted him again.
Defend her?
Cheng Silang looked at Mr. Cheng.
How could he, a loser who only causes trouble, protect her...
"When she says you are right, she is protecting you. If she says you are right, you are right. You have to tell the world that she is right. This is protecting her. What is a family? A family means working together to deal with the outside world." Cheng Da
The master said, reaching out and patting Cheng Silang on the shoulder, "Stand up! What are you doing?"
"Stand up! Let the world see that you are right!"
"Stand up and let people know you are not shameful!"
Stand up! Stand up!
Cheng Silang subconsciously sat up straight.
"Father," he said tremblingly.
"Don't let her down. Although you can't help her with anything else, at least don't hold her back and don't hide when she defends you." Mr. Cheng said, "Every time you take a step, you will gain wisdom. Don't let you do this.
Even if it’s a mistake, don’t let this loss go to waste, let alone let your relatives and enemies suffer.”
Cheng Silang looked at his father and kowtowed.
"Thank you father for teaching me. My child understands." He choked and said.
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"Madam, what do you think?"
Banqin carefully removed the white cloth from Cheng Silang's wrist, revealing the injury.
Cheng Jiaoniang stretched out her hand to caress it and slowly massaged it.
"Does it hurt, Mr. Silang?" The maid laughed at the side, looking at Cheng Shilang who seemed to turn his head and didn't dare to look.
Cheng Silang nodded with a smile.
"It hurts a little." He said honestly.
"It's better to have pain than not to have pain at all." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "It would be bad if it didn't hurt."
Cheng Silang nodded and smiled.
After reapplying the medicine and acupuncture for a moment, Banqin bandaged Cheng Silang's wound.
"Why are Mr. Shiro here in person? My wife and I are planning to go home." She asked.
"I went out to have a drink with some classmates today, so I happened to turn around so that my sister wouldn't have to go all the way." Cheng Silang said with a smile.
Banqin and the maid were slightly surprised.
"Shiro-kun, are you going out for a drink?"
"Can't I have wine?" Cheng Silang seemed a little surprised, and quickly turned to look at Cheng Jiaoniang, "Sister, can I have wine?"
"You can't eat. You can drink tea and soup." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Cheng Silang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled.
"That's good. Fortunately, I came to see my sister first." He smiled and stood up, "It's getting late, so I'll go first."
Cheng Jiaoniang stood up to see her off.
"Oh, my sister isn't going out either. Is there anything you want that I can bring to you?" Cheng Silang turned around and asked.
"Master Shiro, just go about your business." The maid smiled and said, "My wife is not going out, and we are still here."
Cheng Silang then smiled and saluted, turned around and left.
Looking at Cheng Silang's back, the maid smiled happily with some relief.
"Madam, that's great." She looked at Cheng Jiaoniang and said.
"Is this a good thing at this time, or am I really good?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
The maid giggled.
"It's great that you understand everything," she said with a smile, pulling Cheng Jiaoniang's sleeve.
"Madam, let's go out and play. We're very bored at home."
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PS: This month is coming to an end, and the family affairs of the Cheng family are basically over. Next month we will enter a new plot, the last plot. Thank you all for following along, and I wish you all a happy holiday. (To be continued)
