Poor family, married, Phoenix man 1

Xu Lingwan naturally didn't know what Nanny Chu said, "According to the Second Master's usual rules, this little bitch will be sold to the military camp by the traffickers tonight."

After all, she had thought about how to punish the servants and used some means to make them behave themselves, but she had never thought about threatening their lives, let alone mistreating them.

But Chen Cong is different.

He is a descendant of a noble family who grew up under feudalism and a capable official of the time. Within the framework of the times and with his current identity, he is unable to empathize with others.

When Xu Lingwan first came through, she heard Mother Yu whispering to herself, "I heard from the servants in the Shen Mansion that the Second Master is not an easy person to get along with."

At that time, she was still very surprised. Although Mr. Shen looked cold and intimidating, he had never been unkind to her.

After more than half a year of tender affection, Xu Lingwan probably forgot that her husband was Chen Cong, the second-rank Minister of History and Junior Tutor of the Imperial Court.

If he didn't have some tough tactics, how could he have gained a foothold in the court where the situation was treacherous and full of dangers?

"Mother." After entering the main house of Yanxi Residence, Chen Tang was the first to react and bowed.

The thundering move just now really shocked the fourteen-year-old girl.

The previous legal mother, Wang, was strict in managing the household, but she liked to persuade and subdue people with gentle persuasion, which was the art of keeping the balance of power within the inner house.

Xu Lingwan, also from a prominent family, was less particular. He was swift, precise, and ruthless in his actions, like a seasoned official with years of experience solving cases. Even when punishing people, he used the brutal, unyielding approach of telling them to get out if they didn't obey.

Chen Tang stood in the corridor with his father and witnessed the whole process. The more he watched, the more frightened he became.

Although Ling Wan was only two years older than her, her swift and decisive approach was exactly the same as the method her grandfather had told her about when solving cases.

She even asked herself: if she were this age, if she were in the same situation, facing such a difficult matter in the harem, she would probably be at a loss as to where to start. Even if she could figure it out, she would probably be hesitant and weighing many factors, unable to make such a quick and decisive decision.

For a moment, there was a bit of fear mixed with respect for this seemingly beautiful stepmother.

The change in Chen Tang's eyes did not escape Ling Wan's eyes.

She suddenly felt ridiculous and glanced at them indifferently.

Her Yanxi Residence is really lively today.

Aunt Qiu is here, and Chen Cong and Chen Tang have also arrived.

Now that everyone is gathered and the stage is set, it's time for the protagonist to take the stage.

So, he signaled Hongyue to take Chen Cong and Tang Jie'er to the west room where Aunt Qiu was kneeling.

In the west room, Qiu was still kneeling.

Seeing Chen Cong and Shen Tang coming together, her eyes, which had stopped crying, began to well up again, and she sobbed softly with a handkerchief in hand.

That posture makes me feel pity for her.

Seeing his biological mother kneeling on the ground, Chen Tang immediately knelt down as well. However, he said nothing and just bit his lips tightly.

"Second Master, Qiu Niang begs you, don't let Tang Jie'er marry that scholar from Youzhou. Youzhou is surrounded by high mountains and long roads. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to come back and see him in the future." Qiu immediately kowtowed and cried.

Chen Yuanyuan couldn't stand this kind of family drama, so she curled her lips slightly, turned around and wanted to leave.

But just as her feet turned around, Chen Cong calmly pulled her back.

Ling Wan had no choice but to sit down helplessly, her eyes fixed on her nose and her nose focused on her heart.

Facing Qiu's sobs, Chen Cong seemed oblivious. Only when he saw Chen Tang kneel down did his brows furrow slightly, almost imperceptibly.

He looked at Chen Tang: "Sister Tang, is this what you meant?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Tang looked at her father, whom she had always admired, then at her biological mother, Qiu, who was prostrated on the ground, and finally at her stepmother, whose face was cold. She stammered several times but did not speak a word.

Seeing Chen Tang's expression, Ling Wan knew that what Aunt Qiu wanted was probably not what she wanted. Chen Tang had met Di Yuanzhi before, and if she really had no intention of meeting him, she wouldn't have worried about not being worthy of him.

He came to Yanxiju probably because he heard from the people in Aunt Qiu's courtyard that Aunt Qiu had specially asked the mistress for her marriage, which made the mistress angry and punished her to kneel, so he hurried over.

In this world, most parents love their children far more than their children love their parents. Chen Tang was one of those rare few. No matter how Qiu Shi had treated her, in her heart, she was always her biological mother.

Chen Yuanyuan thought of her father and mother, and wondered if they were doing well in another time and space.

For a moment, my heart felt sour and my face was no longer as cold as before.

Looking at Chen Tang again, although her appearance resembled Qiu Shi to some extent, her eyes were extremely bright, and she looked very much like her father. Although she was kneeling at this time, she was kneeling straight.

Like a few tall bamboos under the clear snow, they have their own elegant charm in the bright sky.

Chen Cong and Shen Tang, no matter how powerful I am in public, I am actually just an ordinary father among millions of people.

Fathers rarely know how to have heart-to-heart talks with their daughters, who are as beautiful as flowers.

Chen Yuanyuan couldn't bear it and sighed secretly.

This extremely stupid woman, doesn't she know that she will kill her daughter by doing this?

Ling Wan thought of the secret her eldest sister-in-law, Lady Lu, had told her about Tang Jie'er, and she felt even more pity for the child. She said calmly, "Aunt Qiu, please answer me a question."

"Let's not even talk about the fact that the marriage hasn't been decided yet. If, as you wish, Tang Jie'er doesn't marry the Youzhou Di family, how will she cope?"

Aunt Qiu's sobs stopped, she didn't understand what this beautiful young lady was talking about.

Isn't it perfectly fine for her not to marry that poor scholar? But if it is perfectly fine, why ask her alone?

She was a little uneasy, unsure of her mistress's intentions. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Tang Jie'er's lips were bitten, turning them even paler.

He is a smart kid.

Ling Wan was too lazy to look at Qiu at this time. Even if she said it so clearly, she still didn't understand. It was like playing the lute to a cow.

Then he turned slightly to look at Tang Jie'er and asked softly, "Tang Jie'er, if your father and brothers think that this Di Juzi is very good, are you willing to marry him?"

When Tang Jie'er heard this, her body trembled.

She looked at her father, whose face was as gloomy as water, and then at her stepmother, whose expression was no longer as cold as before. After thinking for a moment, she said in a hoarse voice, "It is my parents' order and the matchmaker's words. I dare not be arrogant."

Very good. But not good. Although Chen Tang gave Wan a satisfactory answer, she couldn't tell whether she should be happy or sad at this moment.

From her own perspective, as a highly educated taxpayer, she believes that marriages governed by parents' orders and matchmakers' opinions are all feudal poisons. Happiness lies in one's own hands; pursue love boldly.

But when she lived in this era, she knew very well how valuable people's words and reputation were to a woman, which was almost as important as her life.

Just now, she secretly had a little expectation. If Sister Tang said that she wanted to pursue her own happiness, she would do her best to protect her for the rest of her life.

But how could Sister Tang have such a sense of equality and freedom?

There are complicated emotions in my heart.

Xu Lingwan gestured for Luyunduan to come over to Yuanwu, and asked Hongyue to help her sit down. Then, she folded her hands between her legs and looked at her seriously.

Seeing that she had slowly stopped crying, he asked, "Tang Jie'er, what are you learning at home?"