With Yinzhen's support and assurance, Changning was happy and could spend more time with her daughter.
However, she had also decided that she could not be an obstacle to her daughter and son-in-law's relationship. If Hutu really found a man she liked, she would not stop her.
If twenty-five is too late, then we should seize any opportunity that comes our way and find a promising young man.
As for the possibility of premarital sex, Changning is not worried.
If the consort chosen for the princess already has a woman in his life and is not a clean man, then that family is also clueless and will suffer greatly, if not die.
Given Yinzhen's protective nature, he would have dealt with it directly without Changning even needing to lift a finger.
Changning really hated the ancient system of arranged marriages. If it were like modern times, where Hutuli could get to know the other person and get married only if they truly liked each other, her life would be much happier.
After all, there's truth to the old saying that a woman fears marrying the wrong man.
But it doesn't matter, as long as Yinzhen successfully ascends the throne, he can choose any son-in-law he wants.
Having figured this out, Changning felt relieved. She now understood how worried her mother was about her love life back in modern times.
It's no exaggeration to say that since having her daughter, she has also come to dislike those blond-haired guys.
As for her sons, Changning thought that they were both natives of ancient times and princes of the royal family, so she couldn't expect them to be monogamous for life with modern standards.
As a royal princess, she faces fewer restrictions and can advocate for more rights for Hutuli. However, the princes are not a matter she can interfere with alone.
Of course, it would be even better if they had that intention, after all, their father was very devoted to them. Isn't it said that the Aisin Gioro family is full of romantic lovers?
As long as they're not too promiscuous and can be responsible and accountable, that's fine.
Both Changning and Fujin were deeply troubled by how to educate their child.
On this point, the two were surprisingly in agreement.
Time slipped by quietly, and before we knew it, snow was falling, and the winter solstice had arrived.
In ancient times, the winter solstice was a busy day, considered a major occasion.
The palace is about to begin arranging New Year's clothes and jewelry, and various households are also starting preparations.
Changning has accumulated a lot of good things this year. Some are gifts from the palace, some are gifts from Yinzhen, some are gifts from her maternal family, some are gifts earned by her third brother through trade, and some are gifts presented by servants at various times. The list of gifts is so extensive that it almost fills a side room.
Although Wangyue manages Changning's warehouses, Granny Zhang would occasionally conduct spot checks, and on this day she was checking the accounts.
Changning was also bored and flipped through the pages. Looking at her vast wealth, she couldn't help but sigh. In modern times, she had worked herself to the bone to earn that meager amount of money, but after transmigrating, she had truly become a feudal aristocrat who had everything done for her.
Fortunately, she was given a script about palace intrigue and domestic power struggles; if it were something like farming or opening a restaurant, she really wouldn't be up to the task.
It was snowing on the winter solstice, and everyone in the manor was busy. Hutuli, unusually, didn't go out today.
She used to love riding horses and strolling around with the young ladies from various households, but it was snowing and traveling was inconvenient. After listening to the instructions of the two nannies, she ran to her mother's place.
I happened to run into Changning looking through the warehouse ledgers.
Changning waved her hand generously: "Come on, daughter, pick whatever you like. Your mother is in a good mood today, so you can have whichever one you fancy."
Hutuli immediately grinned from ear to ear. It wasn't that she was saying anything, but her mother had just so many wonderful things.
Other people arrange their furnishings according to the seasons, but my mother arranges them according to the solar terms. There are twenty-four solar terms in a year, and my mother changes the furnishings in her room twice a month, replacing them completely from head to toe.
She excitedly took the account book and immediately took a liking to a jade incense box with a ruyi and lingzhi pattern. She was particularly impressed by it; the jade was a clear, bright green, like a deep pool, and just looking at it calmed her down.
Hutu pointed to this and showed it to Changning. When she saw her mother nod, she was overjoyed and continued to pick out more. Since her mother was being so generous today, of course she had to take full advantage of her!
According to my mother, that's called being a fool not to take advantage of a bargain.
Cough cough, that doesn't seem quite right.
Let the radiance of maternal love shine brightly.
Changning, on the other hand, remained calm and collected. It was the end of the year, so he decided to be generous and make the children happy. This could be considered a New Year's gift.
Not only should we give it to Hutuli, but when those kids come back, we'll let them have a go too.
Hu Tuli then chose a glass screen lantern with exquisite and beautiful carvings. She especially loved the beautiful woman painted on the lantern, who was graceful and swaying in the breeze, peeking out as if she wanted to fly out of the lantern.
Changning nodded to himself, it seemed that his daughter had pretty good taste.
She recalled that last year when the children were given the choice of gifts, Fiyana only wanted a spinning top and a cricket cage, and also wanted to eat several more plates of snacks.
Seeing that her daughter was about to give up after picking out these two items, Changning generously let her continue choosing. She simply took a booklet, casually flipped to a page, and said magnanimously, "This whole page is for you. Put it in your little storeroom."
"Huh?" Hutuli was genuinely surprised; there were over a hundred items on this page!
What's wrong with Mother?
Could it be...?
"Mother, have you found me a good family to marry into?"
"Pfft!" Changning was so startled that she spat out a mouthful of tea, turned around and looked at her in disbelief, "What did you say?"
"Uh..." Hutu scratched his head, realizing that wasn't what he meant.
She quickly explained to her mother, "No, Mother, you suddenly sent me so many things to put in the storeroom. I thought you were like the Fujin (princess's wife). My eldest sister is going to complain about her, and she's preparing her dowry right now. That's why I thought you were like that too."
Changning patted her head: "Silly girl, your mother is worried about you getting married so early."
Hutu was a little shy, but she still stayed close to Changning, being very careful not to touch her stomach.
"I don't want to get married either, Mother. Can you come with me when the time comes?"
"Nonsense." Changning tapped her forehead, then recalled how Hutuli was a tiny, soft bundle when she was born, and how big she is now.
Hutuli pouted. Although she knew it was impossible, she really couldn't bear to leave home, her father, and her mother. Why did women have to get married?
“Your mother told your father that you should wait until you are twenty-five before we go to arrange a marriage for you.”
Twenty-five... Hutu thought to herself that was quite late. She had heard the news these past few days that the eldest princess of the Zhijun Prince's family was going to be sent to Mongolia, and she was only sixteen.
Changning then got back to the main topic: "As for your dowry, we'll still save it up for you. This is your little treasury. In any official's family, they all start saving up for their daughter's dowry as soon as she's born. Your mother wants you to manage your own private treasury and also practice your housekeeping skills."
Hutuli was even more excited. After choosing his own maids and suppressing the old nanny, he was one step closer to becoming an adult, which meant having the power to control his own private treasury.
"You mustn't let your mother down!" Changning looked at her with a calm expression, and Hutuli quickly patted her chest: "Mother, don't worry."
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