Shen Weiwan stood on the steps with her arms folded, looking down at her condescendingly. "Aunt, what you said is strange. I'm just displaying the things you 'borrowed' from me. How can it be considered an insult to the Shen family?" She kicked the red lacquered wooden box at her feet, and the broken porcelain inside clattered. "For example, this five-grain hand-washing basin, isn't it a testimony to your 'kindness' back then?"
Liu's face turned pale, and the embarrassing incident of her hand being rubbed by a stone in front of everyone came to her mind. Her lips trembled with anger: "You...you are deliberately humiliating me!" "Humiliate?" Shen Weiwan blinked in surprise, "I remember that when my aunt gave my mother's red gold hairpin to my cousin as an engagement token, she didn't feel humiliated at all."
Xiao Yu spoke slowly from the side, his voice low but commanding, "Liu, the General's estate should have been under Weiwan's control. I have already ordered the evidence of your embezzlement and personal gain to be compiled. Now she is merely building a museum to record the facts. If you continue to act recklessly, don't blame me for sending you to the Ministry of Justice to 'air' the evidence."
Liu was frightened by the coldness in his eyes and shuddered, sitting on the ground, not daring to say a word. Shen Weiwan took the opportunity to step forward, squatting in front of her and smiling like a cat stealing fish: "If you like it, when the museum opens, I will set up a 'Best Villain Award' booth for you at the door, and enlarge the account book of your monthly salary deduction ten times and hang it up, so that everyone in the capital can see your 'style'."
Liu burst into tears and was carried away in disgrace by two maids. Shen Weiwan looked at her back and raised her eyebrows at Xiao Yu proudly: "Done!" Xiao Yu shook his head helplessly and reached out to brush the fallen flowers off her shoulders: "You are the one with so many tricks."
Five days later, the "Chen Weiwan Anti-Trap Record Museum" officially opened in the east wing of the General's Mansion. A red plaque with gold lettering hung at the entrance, the four characters "Sand Sculpture Museum" inscribed in a flamboyant style by Xiao Yu himself. On the first day of opening, the people of the capital were swarming to get in, and tickets, at ten taels of silver each, sold out faster than hot buns.
In the exhibition hall, Chen Weiwan acted as the docent, pointing at the bowl of cereals in the glass display case and spitting. "Everyone, look at this! This is the symbol of Liu's 'kindness' back then. The dirt at the bottom of the bowl was rubbed out by her own hands!" In the display case next to it, Li Xiu's lame cane was hung in a prominent position, accompanied by a commentary: "The fuse of the 'broken sleeve' of the scumbag Li Xiu. How to use it - push your cousin into his arms to trigger the social death skill."
"Hahaha! This Miss Shen is so funny!"
"Hurry up and look at that account book! Mrs. Liu withheld three hundred taels of silver and exchanged them for eighteen catties of silver ingots. Her calculations are even more ingenious than the accountant's!"
“If I were Shen Ruorou, I would have found a crack in the ground and crawled into it. The grass clippings on my itchy skirt are still there!”
The laughter of the visitors almost blew the roof off. Shen Weiwan stood in the center of the exhibition hall, watching her "trophy" being admired by the crowd, and her heart was as happy as eating honey. Suddenly, a cloak appeared on her shoulders, and Xiao Yu's voice rang in her ears: "What are you laughing so hard for? The accountant said that we made three hundred taels from the ticket money today."
"Three hundred taels?" Shen Weiwan's eyes widened. "Then calculate it for me quickly. Thirty percent is for you, and seventy percent is for me..." Xiao Yu chuckled softly and pinched her cheek. "Why are you in such a hurry? I'll save thirty percent for you. Save it for buying candied haws for our little bun later."
Shen Weiwan's cheeks flushed, and she punched him. "Who wants to have a baby with you?" Even so, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up. Sunlight streamed in through the carved window lattices, falling on the broken porcelain pieces in the display case, refracting tiny glints of light. In the distance, the sounds of laughter and chatter could be heard from the people, and Chuntao's voice at the doorway yelled, "The next lecture is about to begin. If you miss it, you'll have to wait a year."
Xiao Yu looked at the smiling woman beside him, his eyes filled with doting. This girl, once called a "silly daughter of the first wife," now used her cleverness to live a wonderful life. He was fortunate to be her companion on her journey of rebellion. The days ahead would surely be even more exciting and interesting than the exhibits in this museum.
"Oh, Your Highness," Shen Weiwan suddenly remembered something and dragged him towards the display case in the corner. "Look at this! My new exhibit!" In the display case was a mutton-fat jade ring. The sign next to it read: "His Highness the Seventh Prince 'lent' me this token of love from the bottom of his chest. Friendly reminder - future consorts, if you want to marry me, you have to pass this ring first!"
Xiao Yu looked at the explanation board, shook his head helplessly and laughed, but he reached out and took her into his arms, whispering in her ear: "Don't worry, I will guard this level for you."
The late spring breeze blew through the courtyard, carrying the fragrance of flowers and plants, as well as the sounds of laughter echoing from the museum. Shen Weiwan leaned against Xiao Yu's chest, watching the bustling scene before her. Suddenly, she felt that the sunshine of this world seemed especially warm and bright. And her journey of "sand sculpture and anti-pit" had just begun.
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