At noon, Huan Yue invited Miss Wenmiao, Miss Lü Wenhe, and Miss Jing Wei to lunch and drinks.
It wasn't placed in the Liubei Hall; that was when the Crown Prince held a formal banquet.
There were only a few people present, and Huan Yue didn't use the back garden space, but instead set up the room in the east wing of the rear hall.
The east wing is small, but it's now decorated very exquisitely because His Highness comes here almost every day.
Huan Yue didn't care whether he came or not, and set the table in the main room at noon.
There are two tables arranged in a V-shape in front of the door, facing each other like the Chinese character "介".
Huan Yue and Wen Miao each sat at one of the tables.
Di Baose and Guo Bing squeezed into one table, while Lü Wenhe and Jing Wei shared a table, which was alright.
The girls were sitting comfortably. Several people went to visit the tea room.
Wenmiao and Jingwei looked at the unique tea room; they realized that they could have set it up anywhere.
It's easy to live a good life.
Just like the thatched hut and swing at Shicui Hall.
The key lies in the mind.
A palace maid came over and reported, "Chang Chenghui is not cooking lunch again."
Di Baose had a sudden inspiration: "That's a pretty big rock over there, she won't just run into it, will she?"
What a brilliant idea! Di Baose said, "If she bumps her head, she can be pitiful, she can be charming, and she can avoid working."
Huan Yue looked at her pitifully: "Don't you know how to exploit the mentally challenged?"
Madam Sun was speechless. With Chang Ziyu's limited abilities, how could she possibly escape the Empress's grasp?
The important thing is whether His Highness favors or doesn't.
Even if you spoil someone, it might not be effective.
Miss Pei is ruining Chang Ziyu's reputation as well.
Your Majesty? She is naturally pure and immaculate, for she was born with the destiny of a phoenix!
Many people believe in Zichan Mountain and Yuji Zhenren. Although Yuji Zhenren did not do good things, why would he do such a thing if it weren't for the Phoenix Fate?
Now, does Master Yuji dare to say that he made it up on the spot to swindle money from the Pei family? Even if he did, the Pei family wouldn't dare to admit it.
Moreover, the villagers of Baishi Village testified to the existence of certain unusual phenomena, even if it was just a coincidence.
The meal was not a feast of delicacies, but it still featured fine wine and food.
Jing Wei felt that the Empress was living a carefree life in the palace.
The door was open, and outside was a flowerbed. Sunlight filtered through the thick shade of the trees, and the wind brought only coolness.
At this point, ice isn't needed. Many places in Sheng'an are already unbearably hot.
If you live in a cramped courtyard, especially with the heat from cooking (which is a must), plus the crying of children, the constant sweating, and the stench, it's really annoying.
Although ordinary places cannot compare with the Eastern Palace, even this side room is not overly luxurious.
You can tell by looking at the tea room inside, so the rest of the decor is exquisite but quite harmonious.
Many people in Sheng'an can live this kind of life, but none can experience this kind of refreshing tranquility.
Lu Wenhe also thought, "The old tree is really too good."
Huan Yue put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "I have something to tell you, don't think I'm being nosy."
Lu Wen smiled and said, "What are you saying, Your Highness?"
Huan Yue said, "Let's talk as friends, not with such casual acquaintances."
Di Baose urged, "Just say it."
Wenmiao smiled.
Huan Yue could tell she probably understood.
Wen Miao blinked, unable to speak, unlike the Empress who could be so direct.
Huan Yue understood that she hadn't been like that before, but now she just wanted to have some fun, especially since she thought Miss Lü was nice.
Lu Wen wondered what was wrong with him.
Huan Yue said, "You're all grown up now, you should be getting married next year. Haven't you thought about your old father?"
Lu Wenhe was taken aback, and shame crept onto his face.
Huan Yue spoke gently: "Don't think I'm being blunt. Your father has done so many years for you, and now that your children are grown up, it's time to think about them. You will be a member of the Wen family from now on, and the Lü family will only be your maternal family. But your father only has you as his daughter, so how can he have a home?"
Lu Wenhe was stunned.
Huan Yue said seriously, "General Lü is a man who has dedicated himself to the country and is a loving father to his daughter, right? What about himself? He has two concubines but no wife. A concubine is a concubine, but she will be there to accompany him in his old age. General Lü is a son of a military family. Whether he is a legitimate or illegitimate son is not important, but is the title of his mother important to a filial son?"
Lu Wenhe pursed his lips and nodded slowly.
I felt ashamed, and my eyes welled up with tears.
Huan Yue said, “Many people want to monopolize their parents’ favor, and even their own siblings don’t want him to compete for their affections. But General Lü’s concubine is your stepmother, and General Lü has treated you well, hasn’t he? Put yourself in others’ shoes. You may have lost your father’s exclusive favor, but your stepmother and brothers will be your support in the future. You have to give up something to gain something.”
Lu Wenhe cried, "I never expected this."
Huan Yue smiled and said, "After all, you are a pampered young lady, so no one will blame you. Everyone is doing well. But people also need comfort. You are filial to your father, and he will only spoil you more in the future. If you petition for a title for your stepmother, your younger brother will be grateful. Although they will fight for the honor of their birth mother, you are you. Even if it's just a word, it means you care about him, and we are all family. In the future, if anything happens, you will have more places to talk."
Lu Wen choked back tears, not understanding: "Please grant me a title?"
Huan Yue nodded: "Yes. Please confer the title of Lady, or see which one is suitable and make her the principal wife, or make them equal. There are always exceptions. Based on General Lü's merits, it is not excessive to confer the title of Lady on the two concubines."
Wenmiao's opinion: "It is acceptable to bestow upon her the title of Fourth-Rank Gongren or Fifth-Rank Yiren."
General Lü was a second-rank official, and his two concubines were seventh-rank officials. Things would be different once they were promoted to the fifth rank.
Lu Wenhe accepted: "I don't know how to invite him."
They're not qualified either.
This is not something a young lady in her boudoir could do simply by wishing for it.
Di Baose offered a terrible idea: "Isn't this simple? You either talk to your father, or you have to find a chance to kneel down before the sage and beg."
It's a pity that Madam Dong is not capable; otherwise, it would have been much easier to ask her for help.
Guo Bing smiled and said, "It's most important to talk to your father. If he wants to remarry, that's a different story."
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