At this moment, Su Wenyuan, who was offering incense at the ancestral hall, suddenly sensed some hostility; it was an intuition.
She smiled slightly and said, "I guess Su Yuan and the others have started to scold me. Is it because I'm done with my work and have some free time now?"
Sheng Jingyu said, "It would be strange if they didn't scold you! If they don't dare to scold you to your face, then don't overthink it behind your back and make yourself upset."
Su Wenyuan shrugged and said, "What's the point of blocking it? Sooner or later they'll be too scared to curse. Like the Wang family, they don't even have the chance to curse now. But I wonder if Su Yuan will give the Wang family a proper burial."
Sheng Jingyu raised an eyebrow and asked, "You're not thinking of digging up graves, are you? I think... it's unnecessary, it's dirty."
Wang's death was gruesome; if she were dug up again, she certainly wouldn't look any better.
Su Wenyuan furtively tasted the wine in her glass and then said, "I'm bored, I don't have time to argue with dead people."
Sheng Jingyu looked around in confusion, not seeing anyone else, and asked, "If you want some, why don't you just ask the kitchen? Why are you sneaking a drink here?"
Su Wenyuan was taken aback, then complained, "I'm used to it. I'm wary of others as well as you."
She used to sneak food in front of Sheng Jingyu, thinking he couldn't see it.
"...I haven't cut off your food and drink." Sheng Jingyu didn't understand her sneaky behavior.
Su Wenyuan chuckled and guiltily looked away, seemingly indicating that Sheng Jingyu had already forgotten what she had done.
It wasn't just about food and drink; she would pretend to share weal and woe with Sheng Jingyu, but then she would secretly treat herself to extra meals.
Sheng Jingyu saw through every single one of her fake tears.
Su Wenyuan sighed silently and poured herself another glass, but she knew her alcohol tolerance and didn't drink too much.
The next morning, Su Yuan went to court as usual, and the emperor didn't ask anything. But after the morning court session, the emperor kept Su Yuan behind alone.
Sheng Jingyu immediately sensed something was wrong and became more vigilant, instructing his men to keep a close eye on things.
They not only kept an eye on the Imperial Study, but also on the movements at the Su residence.
After Su Yuan met the Emperor, the Emperor agreed to give him the former Anle Marquis's Mansion after only a few words, and even personally inscribed the name so that Su Yuan could make the plaque.
Originally, such a thing should have been done during the morning court session, in front of everyone.
But since Sheng Jingyu was still around, the Emperor was afraid he would cause trouble, so he decided to talk about it in private.
Su Yuan was very surprised after receiving the emperor's inscription.
Making such a hasty decision is not in the way an emperor would act.
But Su Yuan didn't ask any more questions; being able to get the mansion back was a good thing.
Besides, this is still the former Marquis Anle's residence. So many people outside cursed him as heartless and hypocritical, but now the Marquis Anle's residence is being given to him to live in, and it was even ordered by the Emperor himself. To some extent, this can be considered as clearing his name.
Su Yuan was still too scared to accept it last night, and was so frightened that she couldn't sleep all night.
But when such a large house actually fell into his lap, he not only accepted it, but also accepted it with a clear conscience.
Losing a house is no big deal; there's something much bigger to make up for it!
The reputation he lost will return someday, and it will be just like it was before.
Seeing that Su Yuan did not react for a long time, the Emperor asked, "What are you thinking about? Do you not want it?"
"No, no, no! I was just wondering if anyone would be dissatisfied because of this..." Su Yuan tried to make his words sound less harsh.
Actually, he just wanted to get a definite answer from the emperor.
The person most dissatisfied with this matter was definitely Su Wenyuan.
What if Su Wenyuan comes knocking on his door?
The Emperor understood, but pretended not to, and said with a relaxed smile, "No, this Marquis of Anle's mansion has been empty for many years. The only one most qualified to live here is you."
Su Wenyuan was not mentioned at all, leaving Su Yuan completely confused.
He wanted to bring up Su Wenyuan's name to stop the Emperor from pretending to be stupid.
The Emperor, however, spoke first, his face stern, "Although the house has been given to you, you must keep a close eye on the people in your household. I won't say anything about this matter; you should keep it to yourself."
Su Xian's gambling addiction and Su Lin'er's stupidity became common knowledge, and the Emperor naturally knew them all as well.
Thinking about the embarrassing things that had happened recently, Su Yuan blushed immediately.
The emperor was unwilling to say it directly, out of consideration for him.
As for what will happen to Su Wenyuan, we'll have to wait until he gets back to find out.
If it can be resolved, try to resolve it; if it cannot be resolved, then let the Emperor intervene.
Su Yuan still had concerns and was worried about Su Wenyuan, but when he actually stood at the gate of the Marquis of Anle's mansion, his concerns were immediately replaced by something else.
He hadn't been to this place for over ten years, and he had almost forgotten its former wealth and extravagance.
Yu Qingzhu grew up here, but Su Yuan has only visited a few times.
Each time they came along, they were only led to one place by the servants, and left after finishing their meal.
Those old friends and students of Marquis Anle could freely walk around the mansion and enjoy the scenery.
He was the son-in-law of the Marquis of Anle, yet he could only dine in one courtyard, and after eating, he had to leave without even being allowed to look around.
These past events, which Su Yuan had deliberately forgotten, all surged into his mind at this moment.
His gaze gradually turned cold as he strode into the mansion, eager to see what the mansion truly looked like.
The house was only given a simple cleaning. When the house was searched, all the valuables were taken away, and the worthless items were either demolished or smashed.
Now only an empty shell remains of the mansion; the doors and windows made of precious wood have not been preserved.
Those that survive will require extensive repairs before they can be used.
Su Yuan was stunned, partly because he thought of the past, and partly because he worried about his future.
This place is not even as good as the small house he bought later.
Of course, with some tidying up, it would definitely be a nice house.
But... how do I clean this up?!
The repairs to all the doors and windows in the mansion alone would have drained him of his resources.
Besides, he doesn't have any money right now, so building a place to live is already a difficult task.
Before coming here, he was thinking about the old appearance of the house, completely ignoring the fact that it had been ransacked and abandoned for more than ten years.
Maybe he shouldn't take it!
We simply can't afford to repair it, nor can we live in it. This house is huge, so huge that it's drafty from all sides!
Su Yuan became increasingly distraught and no longer wanted to go any further.
When he first came in, he had only one thought in his mind: this house finally belonged to him.
Previously, Marquis Anle had blocked him, looked down on him, and wouldn't let him go in.
Now that the house is his, he can look at it however he wants and live there as he pleases.
But now he didn't want to look at it or live there anymore. There were still blue bricks on the ground that had been punctured by weapons. If the front yard was like this, what about the back courtyards? Would all the blue bricks be gone?
Su Yuan was right; there were indeed some places later on where there weren't even any bricks.
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