Zheng Ya sensed the intrusion of the Fu family into the Viscount's mansion. With a thought, he sent a telepathic message to Qinglong to assist Liu Yuan and his grandson. He then traversed space in one step and arrived in the void above the Viscount's mansion, more than 300 meters above it. He was wary of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams Demon-Suppressing Array and thus did not spy on the situation inside the mansion.
Kyoto had experienced the chaos of the chaotic army's attack and the disaster of the demonic dragon devouring the immortal master and the retired emperor, causing the eunuchs and palace maids in the viscount's mansion to flee in fear. No one stopped the Fu clan from breaking in.
Madam Fu led the direct descendants of the Fu family straight into the main hall of the Viscount's mansion, arrogantly shouting, "Fu Ya, why aren't you coming out to greet the ancestor? If you cower in the back courtyard, no one will come to save you..."
"Where did this idiot come from, running around my manor shouting like that? Is this the kind of thing your parents raised?" The stand-in, carrying an imperial green teapot, entered the main hall from the bedroom behind the main hall and confronted the man.
Fu Lian was filled with shame and indignation. Fu Qianshi slammed her cane on the ground to defuse the situation: "Ya Ge'er, you are disobedient and lack discipline. This is unfilial and rebellious. Do you want to rebel?"
"Old man, who are you?" The stand-in ignored the arrogant attitude of the Fu clan, who were glaring at him angrily. He sat down in the main seat, picked up the teapot, and sipped his tea, savoring the aroma while looking down on the people.
Being domineering and unreasonable, or even drinking hot or cold tea, has little effect on the substitute.
Drinking tea is merely a way to enjoy life's riches, and his aggressive confrontations are simply the result of a wisp of Zheng Ya's soul, creating a puppet body that has no control over its own life, experiencing life and proving that it is still alive.
Resentment, sorrow, and indifference; all that remains is a nameless melancholy!
They seem neither human nor non-human, capable of controlling their lives, but lacking the autonomy to transcend the world; as free individuals, their thoughts are not free.
Fortunately, once freed from slavery and the days of poverty and suffering, he revealed the true colors of a nouveau riche, sipping tea and drinking peony wine with gusto.
When Fu Qianshi caught a glimpse of his disrespectful and unfilial attitude, her heart skipped a beat. She suppressed her desire to force him and said coldly, "Ya Ge'er, your disobedience and unfilial behavior will bring you to your death sooner or later."
"I will absolutely not allow you to give up on yourself and drag the entire Fu family down with you..."
"Hmm, that makes a lot of sense. Is this your excuse for forcibly breaking into the Viscount's mansion and falsely accusing me of crimes?" The double sat casually in the armchair, crossing his legs and looking down on people.
They displayed the behavior of scoundrels, behavior that was beneath them.
This subtly creates a sense of rudeness and humiliation, as if to say that all of this is thanks to the direct descendants of the Fu family.
In fact, when Fu Ya's parents and grandfather were alive, they not only held official positions but also had plenty of wealth to support them. They were very close to the Fu family's direct descendants, sharing both prosperity and adversity, and were very harmonious and happy.
However, after the passing of his parents and grandfather, instead of receiving help from the direct descendants of the Fu family, he was suppressed and his family property was seized under various pretexts, including assets worth no less than 300,000 gold.
The purpose was ostensibly to help Fu Ya manage the business, and then hand it back to him once he had settled down and started a family.
In reality, the fact that Fu Ya was confined to a small two-courtyard house, and that the original maids and servants were dismissed and replaced with special maids and servants to serve him, was meant to make it appear to outsiders that the Fu family was still united and harmonious.
Behind the scenes, Fu Ya's property and will were gradually being divided.
As time passed, the maids and servants left one after another. Even the remaining second courtyard could not escape Fu Zhen's scheme, and she plotted to kill Fu Ya.
Although Fu Ya died at the hands of Zheng Twenty-Three, who was sent by Prince Rong, even without Zheng Twenty-Three's intervention, Fu Ya would not have escaped Fu Zhen's murder and would have been doomed.
During this period, Fu Ya had no one to confide in. He lived a life of ridicule from maids and servants, and oppression and abuse from the Fu family members. He was not as miserable as he was living, but he was extremely desolate.
At present, the fact that Fu Qianshi said Fu Ya was disobedient and unfilial almost made the stand-in laugh, and he realized the shamelessness of the Fu family.
Clearly, people of status and position would lose face by dwelling on the past and engaging in petty squabbles; when trouble arises, they would simply try to smooth things over and resolve issues by adhering to clan rules.
At first glance, it sounds like a forward-looking prospect.
In reality, it's a compromise, with all benefits and power going to the direct descendants of the clan leader, while everyone else is just an appendage, a dispensable object.
You play with an object for a while, and when you're done, you give it away, discard it, or even destroy it.
Fu Ya was a pitiful man who enjoyed this process until his death.
Fu Qianshi instantly understood Fu Ya's resentment and said nonchalantly, "Ya-ge'er, you have personally experienced the way of survival of aristocratic families."
I don't want to bring up the past, but I've come to discuss something with you regarding the rise of the Fu family. What do you say?
"Hmm, tell me what you think?" the stand-in replied unhappily, making no attempt to have anyone entertain them, and instead reclining on the armchair, guzzling peony tea.
The direct descendants of the Fu family frowned in disdain, and everyone looked down on them with contempt.
Fu Qianshi waved to them and each sat down to listen. Fu Qianshi walked to the right of the stand-in and sat down, saying, "Ya Ge'er, I know you have grievances against the direct descendants."
However, all of that was because Fu Zhen was too ambitious and attracted schemes, leaving her with no other choice but to do it.
If it hadn't come to light, I wouldn't have known that Ya-ge'er had suffered such undeserved misfortune all these years. It's also the fault of the direct descendants of the Fu family. I hope you won't take it to heart.
In short, they are all blood relatives, and we can't write the word "pay" in the same way.
"Ya-ge'er, you don't have any objections to what I'm saying, do you?"
"Hmm, shall we continue?" Niu Yin Mudan, who was oblivious to everyone around her, casually replied and continued her unrestrained behavior.
Despite his extreme rudeness, Madam Fu couldn't bring herself to hate him. She comforted him, saying, "Alright, Ya-ge'er, stop your rude behavior."
You're a viscount now, you should act like a lord.
Your rudeness is harmless to your own people, but if outsiders saw it, wouldn't they laugh their heads off?
"The illegitimate son is ill-educated and his words and actions are unpleasant to others, but I am at ease, I cultivate the Dharma of freedom, and I walk the Great Way with a clear conscience. What does it have to do with the gossip of ordinary people?"
As the saying goes, "When the wind rises together, we will reach the summit!" The stand-in retorted, "I will do as I please, but I can't drink the tea in the Emperor's Green Teapot."
The Imperial Green Teapot is a magical artifact, or at the very least, a storage container.
The direct descendants of the Fu family were captivated by the sight, and their expressions revealed greed.
Even Fu Qianshi was no exception, her heart pounding as she said, "Ya Ge'er's enlightenment in cultivation is truly commendable."
"However, I personally witnessed the demonic dragon devour the immortal master, which has led to the powerful and influential in the capital eyeing you covetously, all wanting to snatch the spiritual root repair fluid from you?"
"Oh, you say that so casually, but how come I hear a threat in your voice?" the stand-in replied with annoyance. It was bound to happen eventually.
After going around in circles for so long, isn't it all ultimately about seizing resources?
If some people weren't so clueless about the true nature of the Qian Yuan Immortal Sect, they probably would have already tried to seize it.
Fu Qianshi stopped pretending: "Hey, Ya Ge'er, you may have been bullied too much by that rebellious spendthrift Fu Zhen, and you harbor resentment towards your clansmen."
I can understand all of this.
"But I'm not saying this to threaten you, it's just an objective fact. If you don't return to the Fu clan and stick together for warmth now, you will not only lose the Fu clan's protection, but you will also be vilified by the world as a disobedient, unfilial, and ungrateful scoundrel. Don't you think so?"
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