Chapter 89 Did Daiyu get into a fight?

As soon as Yuan Hongqu heard the sound, a petite figure, like a swallow in flight, plunged into her arms.

Fortunately, she had been practicing boxing diligently for many years, and luckily, although the child was now physically strong, he was still relatively light in weight; otherwise, this blow would have knocked her over.

It turned out that Daiyu had been in the courtyard, eagerly watching the other side of the bluestone bridge, waiting for Yuan Hongqu to return.

As soon as Yuan Hongqu crossed the bluestone bridge, Daiyu rushed over to her, completely disregarding her travel-worn appearance.

"Is Daiyu getting impatient? How about we go to the estate together next time?"

Yuan Hongqu picked her up and said, but Daiyu remained silent.

Yuan Hongqu knew that the little girl was not in a good mood, so she simply picked up Daiyu and spun her around. Daiyu felt the wind blowing past her ears and the surrounding scenery flashing by quickly from a completely new angle. Suddenly, she felt the stale air in her chest being expelled, and she laughed heartily, feeling very happy.

The two laughed together, attracting the attention of the maids in the courtyard and inside the house, who all turned to look.

"The young lady and Granny Yuan have gone mad again..."

"Only Granny Yuan could make the young lady laugh so heartily..."

"Granny Yuan will find out about today's events soon. I wonder if she'll reprimand Miss Lin?" said one of the old women from the Jia family.

"Hmph, just you wait and see. Granny Yuan will definitely not say anything bad about our young lady; she'll even say she did a good job!"

Yuan Hongqu carried Daiyu back into the room, and only then did she see clearly that although the smile on Daiyu's face had not faded, her eyes were obviously a little red, as if she had been crying earlier.

She glanced around and saw that Zijuan was nowhere to be seen. Xueyan was standing next to Daiyu the whole time. The other four maids who had come from the Lin family, Tingyue, Zhixia, Wangqiu, and Wenshuang, were also by Daiyu's side, but they all looked uneasy.

Yuan Hongqu didn't ask them anything; instead, she started talking about other things.

"Daiyu, we've been learning the Eight Pieces of Brocade for long enough. Let's learn something else. How about we start learning Tai Chi tomorrow?"

"Tai Chi? Is it the Tai Chi of Zhang Junbao from Wudang Mountain?"

Every month, Hongqu would tell Daiyu stories about famous mountains and rivers around the world, including historical legends, unique mountain landscapes, biographies of people living in the mountains, and local delicacies. This was one of the bedtime stories.

She had already talked about Wudang Mountain before, and she had told many stories about Zhang Junbao.

“No, we learn a different kind of Tai Chi, which is more aggressive,” Yuan Hongqu said.

This type of Tai Chi is more aggressive than Wudang Tai Chi. She learned it from childhood to adulthood, which is one of the reasons why she learned Wing Chun so easily later on.

"That's wonderful, Granny! Once I've mastered my skills, I can become a female knight-errant like Xue Hongxian and Nie Yinniang, right?"

Seeing Daiyu's excited expression, Yuan Hongqu couldn't help but laugh.

"It's still a long way off. The main focus is on improving physical health. However, Tai Chi emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness, stillness to control movement, and weakness to overcome strength. Although you may never use it in your life, you must learn it."

Most importantly, learning Tai Chi helped Daiyu broaden her mind and was good for her health.

"Hmm," Daiyu pondered for a moment, as if remembering something, and then stammered.

"Granny, I've gotten into trouble today."

"If a child doesn't cause trouble ten or eight times a day, can he still be called a child? Even adults can't be perfect in every way, and they will also cause trouble sometimes." Yuan Hongqu said calmly.

"Did you suffer a loss? Did anyone say anything unfounded? If you were wronged, be sure to tell me, and I'll take you to get revenge!"

Upon hearing this, Daiyu suddenly felt that it really wasn't a big deal, but the way Yuan Mama looked excited and ready to fight was a bit ominous!

She had never seen the nanny like this before. She was covered in dust and her hair was not as neat as usual. Instead, it was a little messy because she had just returned from outside and had rushed to get it done. At this moment, the image of the nanny in her mind changed from a highly knowledgeable and erudite governess to the Nie Yinniang she had imagined.

"No, no," Daiyu hurriedly shook her head, "It's just that I hit Brother Huan today..." she said softly, somewhat cautiously.

"What?" Yuan Hongqu was genuinely surprised.

“Granny, I know I shouldn’t have hit him, but he was just too infuriating! He disrespected his sisters, told lies, and insulted Sister Tanchun…” Daiyu explained, wondering if the nanny’s surprise was because she was angry, or if she was blaming her for hitting him.

"Well done!" Yuan Hongqu exclaimed.

Daiyu's heart immediately settled back into place; she knew that the nanny would not blame her.

It's not like strangers would say that she lived at a relative's house and even hit the relative's child; it's extremely rude.

“We hit someone, and we have a valid reason to do so. It’s pointless to hit him! If you’re so capable, let the Second Master come find me! I want to ask him how he raised his child!” Yuan Hongqu clapped her hands and said.

“If I let the maids do it, they’ll just get accused of bullying their superiors, and they won’t get away with it. I thought I’d have to do it myself… Actually, I didn’t really hit him much. I just twisted his arm and kicked him in the leg to make him apologize to Sister Tan Chun… He refused, so I twisted his arm hard, and he started yelling that I was going to kill him…”

Daiyu slowly recounted what had happened.

When Yuan Hongqu learned the whole story, she thought to herself, "No wonder Wang Xifeng called Jia Huan 'a little frozen cat with a singed hair'!"

If a cat's fur is singed by fire, it will naturally look very ugly, and it will appear even more shrunken in the freezing cold. This is undoubtedly referring to Jia Huan.

Jia Huan was insecure and not generous. Although he was Bao Yu's brother, he didn't act like a master at all. He was afraid of offending people, but he was also a bully at home.

He had no courage to speak to others, but he was extremely harsh towards his own sister, Jia Tanchun.

Today, after school, he had nothing to do and was strolling around the courtyard when he happened to see Tan Chun leading Dai Yu to pick plum blossoms to put in a vase. He only saw Tan Chun and didn't see Dai Yu on the other side of the rocks with several maids and servants picking flowers!

When Jia Huan encountered Tan Chun, he felt extremely unlucky. Usually, this older sister would urge him to study hard or be more filial to his father and mother in front of their father.

He grew increasingly annoyed by hearing it so often.

Without realizing it, I categorized this older sister as one of the kind of people that Baoyu disliked.

Hmph, she's such an ingrate, neglecting her own mother to fawn over someone else's. He doesn't want to follow her example!

Today, by chance, he encountered Tan Chun alone, and naturally, he spoke without restraint, saying many things he usually wanted to say but dared not.

Calling Tan Chun an ingrate was the least of his worries; he was subjected to harsher insults, such as those he often heard Aunt Zhao hurl at him: calling her a good-for-nothing and saying things like, "If I'd known she wouldn't be able to help me at all now, why didn't I drown her when she was born?"