The General’s Mansion, Feiyuan.
"Grandpa, my father just called me over. He said that a dozen soldiers in the Western Territory army have inexplicably contracted the plague. He will be leaving for the Western Territory the day after tomorrow, and asked me to prepare as well."
Ye Songyan walked into the house and told the old general about going to the Western Border in advance. His father had said before that he would go to the Western Border when he was sixteen, but a plague suddenly broke out in the Western Border, so his father had to go to the Western Border in advance.
"We have to go to the western border anyway, so it doesn't matter if we go two days earlier," said the old general.
"We won't be able to wait for Wei'er's full moon." Ye Songyan still wanted to stay in Beijing for a while longer, at least to see his niece's full moon. However, something unexpected happened in the Western Territory, so his father had to go there in advance.
The old general said, "There's no time to delay your trip to the Western Territory. You have to listen to your father. Take some time to pack up some valuables and have a good chat with your mother. I don't know when you'll see her again."
Ye Songyan nodded, "Yan'er, don't worry about it."
The grandfather and grandson talked for a while, and then Ye Songyan went to look for his mother, Xu. The old general called a personal servant and told him to help the fourth young master pack his luggage.
Ye Zelin did not go to the Ministry of Revenue for work today and rested at home.
He drank a lot of wine yesterday, and because he hadn't drunk so much in a long time, his body was a little uncomfortable. When he woke up this morning, he felt dizzy, listless, and had a fever.
Hua Fushu sent Side to deliver a note and apply for leave on behalf of Ye Zelin.
After Ye Zelin took the medicine prescribed by Hua Fushu, he no longer felt dizzy and his fever subsided.
However, his spirit had not yet recovered, and he lay on the couch for half a day, not getting up until after noon.
He put on a green robe, stretched comfortably, and walked towards Hua Fushu.
"You're awake."
Hua Fushu looked up and saw the tall and graceful Ye Zelin. She asked him in a sharp voice, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"No."
"Look at the account books?" Ye Zelin lowered his eyes and glanced at the several books on the table.
Hua Fushu said, "Mother is in charge of all matters in the mansion. She is overwhelmed by these account books, so she asked me to help share the burden. Firstly, this will save her from being so tired. Secondly, she said that no matter whether you brothers have separate mansions in the future, I must learn to manage the affairs of the inner and outer houses. So she asked me to start by reading the account books."
Ye Zelin casually flipped open a stack of account books and chuckled, "You're the Young Master of the Mei Sect, and you still need your mother to teach you how to read the account books?"
"Of course not, but there are too many account books."
She turned her head and glanced to the side, where there were several thick stacks of account books, including various account books of the General's Mansion, account books of her dowry shops, and account books of some of her properties in Lanling and Qinzhou.
Those bright eyes twitched, and her sincere gaze fell on the man. "How about you, my husband, help me look at it?"
Ye Zelin twitched the corner of his mouth. He is still a patient, okay?
Seeing that he didn't say anything, Hua Fushu assumed that he agreed and asked Lizhi to bring a round stool.
So the couple spent the whole afternoon looking through the account books and finally went through most of them.
The third day after the wedding was the day when Lu Tianyun returned home, and Qin Youran accompanied Lu Tianyun back to the Shangshu Ling Mansion.
Qin Youran specially changed into a brand new dark blue brocade robe that he had never worn before, and tied a jade belt around his waist, which made him look extraordinarily handsome, radiant and shining, and exuded a natural air of nobility.
Lu Tianyun's attire was also very appropriate. She wore a heart-shaped bun, on which she wore a jade hairpin with a pair of crabapple blossoms, several delicate hairpins, a water-colored double-breasted skirt, and a shawl.
The golden boy and the jade girl, from afar, look like a perfect match.
"The son-in-law has met his father-in-law and mother-in-law."
Qin Youran bowed to the Minister of the Chancellery and Madam Hua Ping with a humble and respectful attitude.
The Minister of the Chancellery accepted the greetings from his son-in-law, the King of Qin, and nodded indifferently.
Madam Huaping glanced at the Shangshu Ling beside her without leaving any trace. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed across her cold eyes. She said to the King of Qin in a gentle voice: "Your Highness, please don't be so polite. Please sit down."
Qin Youran lifted her robe and sat down, and Lu Tianyun followed suit.
Mother Yun ordered the servants to bring freshly brewed Biluochun tea and hot pastries and fruits.
The Minister of the Chancellery looked at Lu Tianyun and saw that her brows were relaxed and there was a smile on the corners of her lips. It seemed that she had been feeling comfortable in the Prince of Qin's mansion these past two days, and the Prince of Qin did not dare to make things difficult for her.
His gaze shifted to Qin Youran, as if examining her.
Seeing this, Madam Huaping drooped her eyelashes slightly and looked at Shangshu Ling with disdain.
Is Lu Jin afraid that His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin will treat his precious daughter harshly?
It really proves the saying that if one hates someone, he still cannot like him even if that person is his son-in-law.
However, the Shangshu Ling's next move was beyond Madam Huaping's expectations.
The Minister of the Chancellery actually asked Lu Tianyun in front of Qin Youran whether the King of Qin treated her well.
Madam Huaping was annoyed, and the old man Lu Jin almost pointed at the forehead of the King of Qin and asked him whether he had treated Yun badly?
She knew that Lu Jin doted on his daughter, but could he have some sense of propriety? Asking directly in front of the King of Qin was equivalent to telling the King of Qin, "I'm here, don't even think about bullying my daughter!"
Lu Tianyun glanced sideways at Qin Youran and smiled, "Daddy, His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin treats his daughter very well! If you don't believe me, ask Bisi!"
The doting in Shangshu Ling's eyes could not stop bursting out, "Daddy is just asking."
Qin Youran smiled faintly, a smile that was just right without losing courtesy.
The father and daughter told several jokes, and Madam Huaping and Qin Youran listened quietly.
Not long after, the eldest son of the Lu family walked in with a child who was less than ten years old.
"Father, Mother, Sister Tianyun is coming back home. It's time for us brothers to meet His Royal Highness the Prince of Qin."
"That's right, Yun'er, you and Prince Qin should go meet your brothers. Shicheng, you should entertain Prince Qin well." Madam Huaping instructed her eldest son.
The Minister of the Chancellery kept talking to his daughter and ignored his son-in-law, the King of Qin. This would not only make the King of Qin embarrassed, but it would be better if the eldest son took the King of Qin to meet other people.
"You go ahead." said the Shangshu Ling.
Young Master Lu and Lu Tianyun took Qin Youran to the backyard.
Madam Huaping stood up, touched the hairpin on her temples, and whispered, "You should be more careful about showing your disrespect to the King of Qin. He is a truly good son-in-law. He is a prince worthy of your daughter. Don't always think that the King of Qin is climbing up the social ladder. Be careful that you don't do too much mischief and end up driving the King of Qin and your daughter apart."
The Minister of the Chancellery remained silent. Deep down, he truly felt that the King of Qin was not worthy of his beloved daughter.
As soon as Mrs. Huaping saw Shangshu Ling's expression, she knew what he was thinking. He was just like that, stubborn and wouldn't listen to anyone. Mrs. Huaping simply didn't bother to pay attention to Shangshu Ling and took her youngest son's hand to go to the backyard.
After walking a few steps, Madam Huaping finally turned back to look at the Shangshu Ling, "I like the son-in-law, the Prince of Qin. Lu Jin, you are not allowed to embarrass him anymore."
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