Qingyan stormed off to Feiyanggu's study. The little guy knew he couldn't possibly finish copying all his Manchu and Mongolian words. One book a month? He'd really die, wouldn't he?
Clunk~ Clunk~
The sound of flowerpots tapping on the bluestone path grew louder as it approached, and Fei Yanggu and his two sons all looked towards the doorway.
A moment later, Qingyan appeared in a hurry. Her anxious look puzzled Fei Yanggu and the others.
“Father, Father~ Help me~” Qingyan looked at Feiyanggu with aggrieved expression. “Father, Sisi said that I have to copy Buddhist scriptures every month, and he also wants a copy in Manchu and a copy in Mongolian.”
The Empress Dowager will definitely investigate her. Her poor Manchu and Mongolian skills are already an open secret, and now she really doesn't want to be criticized anymore.
"Little darling, everything's ready!" Fei Yanggu pulled Qingyan to sit beside him. His little daughter was leaving, and he felt a pang of sadness. Being a royal wife wasn't easy.
There are many things she needs to maintain quickly, such as copying scriptures. Fei Yang had arranged for people to imitate Qing Yan's handwriting to start copying them a long time ago, preparing enough for two or three years.
Fortunately, both Emperor Kangxi and Consort Tong were prepared to turn a blind eye, making the Empress Dowager their biggest enemy.
"Really?!" Qingyan's eyes flashed with surprise. Perhaps she could rest assured that Yin had informed her in advance and guessed that Fei Yang had made preparations.
snort!
The little girl snorted coldly. Neither her father nor Ah Hun told her, which made her lose face in front of Si Si.
“Little darling, I didn’t want to tell you this, but your father is preparing to send it to His Majesty anyway.” Fei Yanggu whispered to Qingyan that the Buddhist scriptures had been copied. “You don’t need to worry about these. They are copies of the Heart Sutra and the Paramita Sutra. You need to memorize these two.”
Fei Yanggu was helpless. Originally, Xiao Guai didn't have to copy things, but in the palace, everyone from the Empress Dowager to the princesses and noblewomen had to do it. It was something that the resentful women in the deep palace often did, and it was also a way to pass the time.
"Father...why do I have to memorize this?!" Qingyan frowned. It was in Manchu and Mongolian, wasn't this going to kill her? The articles were written in standard Manchu, but she didn't recognize them.
"Speak properly!" Fei Yanggu had a headache. Xiao Guai often blurted out such words. If the Empress Dowager heard them, how could things possibly go well?
Qingyan lowered her head; her father no longer loved her...
Her pitiful little face broke Fei Yanggu's heart.
"Alright, you need to memorize it properly. The Empress Dowager is probably using these as an excuse to scheme. Little darling, you have to be good." Fei Yanggu's voice was deep and hoarse as he patted her little head with his large hand.
He wouldn't want Xiao Guai to suffer even if there was only a one percent chance.
In the deep palace, he rarely had the chance to see his son. Unless the Emperor granted them a special favor and allowed them to meet, it was always the primary consort who would come to the palace to meet him.
"Father, can you come to the palace to see me in the future?" Qingyan was very afraid of being left alone in the deep palace. She hoped to have someone familiar by her side. Yin was one of them. However, he had to go to the study and could not spend much time with her.
Fei Yanggu nodded. He had requested an imperial decree in advance that he could have a banquet with the emperor once every ten days. After they left the palace and established their own residence, Fei Yanggu would be able to have dinner at the Yongwang Mansion.
Both Eshuo and Saito were in the military camp, and only Feiyanggu was at the new residence. Kangxi was understanding of Feiyanggu's frustration and let him have a meal at Xiaoguai's place.
"Little darling, your dowry will be moved here in the next couple of days. Remember to check everything!" Fei Yanggu asked A'dun to go to the old house to check everything himself, because he was afraid that Jue Luo would cause trouble again.
Qingyan looked at Fei Yanggu and thought, "Isn't it enough that they've already prepared the dowry?"
"Check them one by one?" she asked, puzzled.
Fei Yanggu and his two sons sighed helplessly. They knew that the Jue Luo family had been withholding a lot of things from Wan'er, but they just didn't say anything.
Eshuo and Saito felt humiliated. Their mother's actions, ostensibly for their benefit, actually involved the Jueluo clan sending many fine items to their own family, which infuriated Feiyanggu.
“Your mother…sigh…” Fei Yanggu shook his head helplessly. He felt ashamed to say this to a child.
Qingyan smiled bitterly. For many years, her mother had never been close to her. No matter how much she gave, her mother would always think it was her duty.
"Father, I know. Let's see what the dowry includes. If the jewelry and headdresses are missing, we can take them from Mei'ai." Qingyan felt that it wasn't a problem for the Jue Luo family to be missing those things.
Fei Yanggu nodded, Qingyan kissed the three of them on the cheek, and then left the study.
Back in her room, she hugged the milky-white puppy-shaped cushion she always wore, poking at it with her chubby little paws. She felt uneasy. Did her mother want to save up for Ah Hun and the others' betrothal gifts by withholding her jewelry?
The next morning, A-Dun led his servants to bring Qingyan's dowry back from the old house. A-Dun thought about the three simple bills in his purse, pretending to be brave, but he lacked confidence.
The Jue Luo clan didn't prepare much for Qingyan. Even the top-notch staff and the mahogany thousand-machine bed that Fei Yanggu had specially prepared for Qingyan were sent to the Jue Luo clan's residence first as dowry for her niece.
Inside the study, Fei Yanggu listened to A Dun's report and then took E Shuo, Sai Tuo, and the guards of the Ulanara clan directly to the old residence of the Jue Luo clan.
The niece of the Jue Luo clan was three years older than Qing Yan and married an ordinary Manchu from the Eight Banners. She was not qualified to use Qing Yan's thousand-machine bed at all.
Half an hour later, Qingyan listened to the old women's discussion, and dazedly clicked on the screen in the space, which showed the angry Fei Yanggu.
The head of the Jue Luo clan, Ege, was Fei Yanggu's father-in-law. Seeing that Fei Yanggu and his two companions had unfriendly expressions, and that there were two governesses from the palace and guards from the Ulanara residence behind them, his expression became even worse.
"Feiyanggu, are you here to ransack my house?" Ege was already over 70 years old, but he was still in excellent spirits.
"Confiscate their property?! If you want, I'll report this to His Majesty. Your wife went to my wife to ask for the Thousand-Layer Bed. It was custom-made for Qingyan, and it's the standard for a prince's primary wife. Ordinary people can't use it." Fei Yanggu was not polite at all. Fortunately, the bed didn't have a quilt. After it was obtained, it was placed directly in the storeroom. Otherwise, Fei Yanggu wouldn't have asked for it.
Ege was stunned. He knew that the Jueluo clan had sent a lot of food home, but this...
"A'dun, go to the palace and report to His Majesty. Bring the betrothal gift list for Qingyan and the prepared dowry list. Let Old Master Jueluo take a good look at them too. Their family's audacity is beyond belief." Fei Yanggu truly despised the Jueluo clan. If it weren't for the late Emperor's arranged marriage, he wouldn't have married into such a burdensome family. (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)
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