The Ming family had no intention of hiding this matter.

When the emperor's decree arrived, Jiang Yun had the matter made public.

That can be considered a legitimate path.

No wonder, the entire capital city has become quite curious about Marquis Dingyuan.

Princess Ningzhu was no exception.

So he rushed into the palace in a flurry, wanting to find out the truth.

"This is a long story. Mingzhi is not actually the biological son of Marquis Dingyuan. I heard that when he was born, the midwife was too tired and gave the baby to the wrong baby."

The chief eunuch, Fu Yun, quietly accepted the suggestion, "However, Marquis Dingyuan is generous and doesn't mind such things. He has decided to pass the position of heir to Mingzhi."

In the entire capital, it's estimated that you can't find many people with such courage and determination.

"Does Madam Ming agree to this?"

"I heard that he agreed. Marquis Dingyuan respects his wife very much. If his wife hadn't agreed, Marquis Dingyuan probably wouldn't have submitted this memorial directly."

"That's really strange. There were rumors before that the heir of the Ming family might not be the biological son of Marquis Dingyuan. I never expected it to be true."

She heard about it at a teahouse.

Of course, not many people spoke about it, and no one was named.

But now that this matter has come to light, it's perfectly clear whose name the storyteller was referring to.

Ningzhu's curiosity deepened, and she suddenly felt a strong urge to meet Mingzhi.

Just how good must a boy be for his adoptive parents to choose him over their biological son as their heir?

The teahouse incident was arranged by Jiang Yun, with the aim of subtly informing people in the capital about it.

This can also be seen as laying the groundwork for what will happen later.

Over the past few days, she has received letters from the other side intermittently.

She hadn't expected that her son would choose to stay in that house and not want to come back.

However, after reading what was said in the letter, I couldn't help but feel a little more sorry for her biological son.

"Alas, fate is cruel." Jiang Yun sighed.

“Madam, that’s not how it works. It’s fate. Look, didn’t the young master say that the Marquis was saved by the young master’s brother? If it weren’t for this young master’s brother, the Marquis would probably be dead.”

Jiang Yun's maid, Xiao Liu, comforted her. "I think this is a good thing!"

“What you said makes some sense.” Jiang Yun nodded. Xiao Liu was right. If you think about it simply, she just had another son, which is indeed a good thing.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun finally showed the only smile he had shown in the past few days.

Seeing Jiang Yun smile, Xiao Liu finally felt relieved.

Dashan Village

Xiaoru was completely bewildered.

Is this Ning Anuo the real young master? Is he the master's biological son?

So what exactly has she been doing these past few days? She's been offending people the whole time.

"Young master, let me help you hang the clothes out to dry!" Ning Anuo said, carrying a basket of clothes and preparing to hang them out to dry.

She rushed forward, wanting to help.

"No, our clothes are all made of coarse linen, it wouldn't be good if we hurt the young lady's hands." Ning Anuo walked around Xiao Ru.

"Young master, please don't say that. I didn't know your identity before. If I had known earlier, I definitely wouldn't have said that to you."

Xiaoru smiled ingratiatingly.

“I think you’re right, there’s nothing wrong with that. Our family is just a small household.” Ning Anuo gestured with her chin toward her front door. “Look, the door is so small, it really is quite tiny.”

Xiaoru: "—"

How can this boy be so narrow-minded? Generally speaking, she has already apologized so sincerely, but he still won't let it go.

Pshaw, what a snobbish person.

Ning Anuo spat inwardly. How dare he look down on his brother? His brother was incredibly powerful.

In the end, Ning Anuo did not ask Xiaoru for help.

They had extra money, and the young couple chatted and laughed as they hung out the clothes to dry.

Xiaoru hadn't thought having more money was lucky before, but now she suddenly felt a little jealous.

They had previously investigated Qian Duo's affairs—

She was just an ordinary farm girl, the kind who wasn't loved by her father or mother, yet she was so lucky.

After getting engaged, this person suddenly became the young master of a marquis's family. Even if he wasn't the heir apparent, judging from Young Master Ming's attitude towards him, he certainly wouldn't be treated badly.

Most importantly, this young master treats her so well.

Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, she felt really bad.

"Young master, you are already a son of the Marquis's family, do you still want to marry her?"

Upon hearing this, the smiles on their faces vanished instantly.

Qian Duo turned to look at Xiao Ru.

Ning Anuo also turned to look at her.

Whether I marry Duoduo or not is none of your business.

"No, you are the son of a marquis, marrying a peasant girl is a mismatch—"

"If everyone said what you do, then you, as a servant, would only be fit to marry a slave," Ning Anuo sneered.

This guy's eyes were restless, constantly darting around.

"Hey, Jiang Cha, come out here for a second."

Ning Anuo raised her voice and shouted.

Jiang Cha was in the kitchen, watching Ning Hong cook.

Honestly, she never knew that a boy could attract her attention so much, even his cooking looked so good.

She felt that she was probably really doomed.

However, the distance between the two houses is also a major problem.

She doesn't care about social status when it comes to marriage, but her parents definitely won't let her marry into a farming family.

We need to think about what to do next.

In particular, the boy in front of her was two years younger than her.

Just as Jiang Cha was pondering, she heard Ning Anuo's impolite shout.

She frowned. Had Xiaoru gotten into trouble again in the yard?

"What's going on?" She had just come out of the kitchen when she saw Ning Anuo glaring at Xiaoru.

Sure enough, Xiao Ru got into trouble again.

She wanted to marry into this family, but her maidservant was deliberately sabotaging her.

"Your servants are meddling too much; they're even interfering with me."

"ah?"

Jiang Cha blinked. "How is it managed?"

"She said that marriage must be between equals, so I called you out to tell you to remember to find her a servant of equal social standing."

Ginger tea: "—"

These four words are what she hates most right now.

Jiang Cha's expression also turned cold.

"Xiaoru, so you care about this kind of thing. Since you care, Cousin Ning's words make some sense. After we go back to the Jiang family, I will help you find a husband who is a good match for you."

"Miss--"

What do you think of the servants around my brother?