“Xiuning, don’t expect men to really treat you well. If you are interested, just look at Aunt Qiu and you will understand,” Fucha Shi simply used a ready-made example to teach her daughter. “Although Aunt Qiu is of Han Chinese origin, she is also a woman who has joined the Han Army Banner. In principle, it would be acceptable for her to be hired as a proper concubine.”
But look at her now. Just because she likes your father, she disregards everything and has been reduced to a slave. What will she gain in the end?
Fucha's personality was very much like her personality; she had an indifferent air about her. She didn't really care how many concubines or mistresses Xitala Debao had around her. As long as she could maintain her status as the principal wife and her children could grow up smoothly, everything else was a minor matter.
Hearing her mother mention the woman serving her father for the first time, Xiuning asked curiously, "Mother, why is this Aunt Qiu a slave?" Had something terrible happened to the family? That shouldn't be the case; her mother had mentioned liking her father and being reckless. Goodness, could she be a woman who eloped in ancient times?
"When your father was not yet the Minister of the Court of State Ceremonies, he was just a minor official who inspected various places. Your mother also accompanied your father to take up his post for several years."
That Aunt Qiu was the eldest daughter of a local impoverished scholar. Her life was neither good nor bad, and originally it had nothing to do with your father. It was only because that scholar had once inadvertently committed a crime, and your father, after investigating, found it to be a false accusation and decided to release him.
At this point, Lady Fucha showed no expression, but sighed slightly, "Perhaps your father's performance pleased the scholar's family. I don't know what Aunt Qiu was thinking, but when your father was transferred back to the capital, she actually chased after him alone, wanting to serve him."
At that time, your mother was pregnant with your younger brother Mingshan, and you were only two years old. There was no other way, so I took her in as a maid, but in reality, I was just waiting for her to change her mind so I could send her back.
But who would have thought that this person would actually be so devoted to serving your father?
Kyoto was strict; everyone entering the capital was subject to screening. In the end, this Aunt Qiu could only be registered as a slave.
As for why Aunt Qiu, who was wholeheartedly devoted to her father, was not taken into her father's household until Xiu Ning was five years old.
"Pshaw, your father is just concerned with appearances. If he can't resist enjoying it as soon as he brings it back, wouldn't that confirm his reputation as a lecherous fiend?" How would he survive in the officialdom after that?
Moreover, at that time, Lady Fucha was pregnant, and the affair with Concubine Qiu had caused an embarrassing situation. Xitala Debao was also afraid that Lady Fucha in the capital would be dissatisfied with him, which is why he waited for three years.
Hearing the disdain in her mother's tone, Xiu Ning was truly amazed by Aunt Qiu's actions. What was she after?
Why would she choose to be a servant when she could be a proper mistress? You have to understand, at this time, a servant's life is worthless. Aunt Qiu has no family in the capital. To put it bluntly, whether she can live a good life in the future depends entirely on whether her father has any conscience. Otherwise... hehe.
Anyway, Xiuning didn't think much of this Aunt Qiu. She was so stupid to think she could move a man with her sincerity. It was utterly ridiculous.
"Xiuning, this is the final fate of a woman who indulges in love. You must remember this and never do it again." Madam Fucha was really going to brainwash Xiuning without missing a moment, afraid that her own daughter would become such a tragic victim. In this world, there was really no reason to complain.
Xiuning nodded, "Mother, don't worry, I'm not stupid."
Xiuning would never deliberately seek out trouble for herself.
Besides, she, Amasitharadipa, was hardly a good person.
Besides the recently promoted Concubine Qiu, her father also had two legitimate concubines and four lesser-known maids. Of course, who knows how many of them were bed warmers who had served him once but had no official status and could only remain as servants?
According to Lady Fucha, as long as these men didn't come to her, the legal wife, she would choose to ignore them. After all, which large family didn't have such servants? Her own brothers secretly kept a bunch of them, so she knew these men's character all too well.
"Of course your mother believes in you," after all, judging from the past six months, Madam Fucha has truly found that her eldest daughter, who was originally somewhat sensitive, has become lively and cheerful, and her perspective on issues has become more profound and insightful. This is good, at least she won't have to worry too much about Xiuning getting married in the future.
What Fucha doesn't know now is that when Xiuning grows up and enters Kangxi's harem as she wished, Fucha is filled with mixed feelings of joy and sorrow, and is constantly worried and afraid.
After the mother and daughter briefly discussed Aunt Qiu's matter, Xiu Ning, seeing that Madam Fucha was busy with other matters, quickly took her leave and returned to her courtyard.
As fate would have it, on her way back to the courtyard, Xiu Ning actually ran into Aunt Qiu, whom we were talking about today, and the domineering Aunt Qin beside her.
"Chunyu, what's going on up ahead?" Xiuning frowned, looking at the arrogant Aunt Qin pointing at the aggrieved Aunt Qiu, wondering if she had stumbled upon some kind of power struggle within the household.
This Aunt Qin came from a very powerful background. She was the head maid of her father's biological mother and was specially sent here after her face was opened. She was also one of the two legitimate concubines. She also had a concubine's daughter who was about the same age as her, but she didn't have a name and was just called the rustic Erniu.
Seeing her princess's curiosity, Chunyu quickly went over to listen for a few moments, then ran back to Xiuning to describe the cause and effect of the current situation.
In Xiu Ning's opinion, it was simply a case of the old flame being no match for the new one, and the old flame being unwilling to accept it, so she deliberately came out to show off and cause trouble.
“Ha, how boring,” Xiu Ning rolled her eyes in a very unladylike manner. “Chun Yu, let’s take a detour.”
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