Anything worthless, or too old and worn out, should be thrown away; keeping it is just an eyesore.
At first, Ye Shan would have people throw the objects far away, but later he discovered that poor people were picking them up.
So they decided not to send it far away, but just right at the gate of the mansion, and whoever wanted it could have it.
The end result was that people stood guard at the gate of the mansion all day, picking up the old tables and chairs.
Even those that were truly unusable were taken back by some people who said the wood was of good quality.
While Su Wenyuan was generously throwing things away, Su Yuan seemed rather embarrassed.
This house is not even comparable to the previous one, let alone a Banyan and Bamboo Courtyard.
When moving things, Su Wenyuan wouldn't let anyone touch the tables, chairs, and cabinets in the mansion.
Su Yuan didn't argue with her, feeling that he had already embarrassed himself enough, and if he were to take this kind of thing seriously, he wouldn't be acting like a minister.
Those concubines were only concerned with their own clothes, jewelry, and cosmetics. They did bring some tea sets and the like, but no matter how you looked at them, they were just trinkets.
After moving here, with more people, the shortage of various things became apparent.
It's usable if we make do, but these people are used to living in big houses, who can make do with that?
There was also a group of servants, and Su Yuan didn't know how to arrange them. He had never realized there were so many people before.
It's one thing for others to complain, but Su Xian actually had the nerve to say that the place was too small.
Su Yuan immediately ordered him to be locked up and forbidden from receiving food or drink.
Su Wenyuan was not only generous in cleaning up the Su family mansion, but she also gave Sun Gui a considerable reward.
Even the servants of Prince Chen's mansion received a reward.
Now that everyone from top to bottom knows, Su Wenyuan is very happy.
At this moment, she was humming a little tune, fiddling with the abacus beads, and recording her expenses one by one.
She spent a lot of money, but it didn't affect her mood at all.
"Are you that happy?" Sheng Jingyu asked with a smile.
Su Wenyuan nodded heavily and said, "I'm so happy. I feel relieved that this matter has been resolved. I'll go and offer incense to my mother later to tell her the good news."
Sheng Jingyu approved, "Sure, would you like me to come with you?"
"No, you should rest. You didn't sleep well last night."
Sheng Jingyu still had questions to ask, but he hesitated because he was afraid of upsetting Su Wenyuan.
Su Wenyuan glanced up at him and could tell he had something to say, so she teased, "I didn't say you couldn't go, there's no need for that expression! It's like I've wronged you."
"No, I didn't mean that," Sheng Jingyu quickly explained.
Su Wenyuan said, "I was just joking. If you have something to say, just say it. Do you think I did something wrong? That I was too impulsive?"
The Emperor has already reminded him, so he should have some thoughts of his own.
Su Wenyuan thought to herself.
Sheng Jingyu waved his hand again and said, "No, it's not a troublesome thing. I'll do it if I want to."
Compared to the trouble Sheng Jingyu caused, what Su Wenyuan did was nothing serious.
"But you told Su Yuan that you wanted to set up memorial tablets for Marquis Anle and others in the manor. Is that true? Are you in a hurry?" Sheng Jingyu asked hesitantly.
Sure enough, he noticed that Su Wenyuan's smile faded a bit, clearly because mentioning this matter would make her unhappy.
“It’s true. I don’t know when I can clear things up for them. I’ll set up a memorial tablet for now, to put my mind at ease and to prevent myself from forgetting.” Su Wenyuan continued to calculate.
Sheng Jingyu said, "If you go and talk to the Emperor now, he probably won't agree."
Su Wenyuan laughed and said, "How can it be 'should'? He would definitely not agree."
Seeing that Su Wenyuan had figured things out, Sheng Jingyu said nothing more.
Since she knows all this, she must have her own plans and won't rashly go directly to the Emperor.
As long as she had a plan, Sheng Jingyu wasn't worried that anything would happen to her.
On Su Yuan's side, some guests arrived. Sheng Yuanhe brought several old ministers to visit him and gave him silver.
Fearing that Su Yuan might feel embarrassed to accept, Sheng Yuanhe came up with some nice-sounding excuses.
But Su Yuan has nothing to be embarrassed about accepting it now.
"Lord Su, I am truly sorry that I was unable to help you yesterday," Sheng Yuanhe said with a guilty expression.
Su Yuan sighed, looking somewhat hunched over, and said, "It was Su Xian who made a mistake, and it's only right that he pays back his debts."
Since they've already given away the house, they have to say something nice to save face.
Sheng Yuanhe looked around and felt that Su Yuan was being mistreated by staying here. He frowned and asked, "Isn't there a bigger one?"
To be honest, Su Yuan was a prime minister before, but now he lives in a very shabby place.
Su Yuan said helplessly, "Princess Consort Chen is urging us to hurry up. It's already hard to find an empty house these days, so it's already very good that we were able to buy one here."
He blamed Su Wenyuan for the incident.
It's not that he can't buy it, it's that he can't afford it. He only has that little bit of savings left, so how can he be picky?
Sheng Yuanhe angrily said, "Princess Consort Chen is really going too far. We've already agreed to let her move out and decided to return the house to her. Can't you give her a little more time?"
Those around her chimed in, "That's right, how can she treat her own father like that? What use is another mansion to her?"
"Poor Lord Su, he raised a thankless wretch."
"She keeps saying it's for her mother, but she completely ignores her own father."
The cacophony of criticism directed at Su Wenyuan left Su Yuan somewhat puzzled.
I feel like they came for something else, and it wasn't just to comfort me; they weren't that kind of people.
Sheng Yuanhe seemed to have something to say as well.
Su Yuan asked directly, "Does Your Highness have any instructions?"
Sheng Yuanhe said, "I didn't give any orders, but I just felt that you shouldn't be living here. Although it's reasonable for Princess Chen to ask for the debt, Father Emperor still favors you. If you don't have a suitable place to live, Father Emperor will also worry."
His words were like a reminder, but Su Yuan couldn't understand them.
"Does His Highness mean I should go to the Emperor and get the house back?" Su Yuan asked, frowning, feeling that this was not a good idea.
If the Emperor really wanted to help him, he would have intervened yesterday.
Sheng Yuanhe said, "Of course not. That house was used to pay off a debt, so we can't get it back. But Father has many vacant houses, so you can ask him to give you one."
Su Yuan suddenly realized that although the meanings were different, the result was the same: Sheng Yuanhe wanted him to ask the Emperor for a place to stay.
This is a bit...too embarrassing.
Su Yuan was unwilling. He felt that it was bad enough that he had already lost face in public, but now he also had to lose face in front of the Emperor.
Sheng Yuanhe saw through his thoughts and reminded him, "Some houses are a waste if they are left empty."
A person next to him asked with a smile, "Is the Marquis of Anle's residence always sealed off?"
These words caused Su Yuan's expression to change drastically. Sheng Yuanhe meant that he should ask the Emperor for the Anle Marquis's mansion.
If Su Wenyuan finds out, won't she come after him and kill him?
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