Chapter 1 Miss, the young master still wants to escape!
In the 21st year of the Anhe era of the Great Wei Dynasty, in Shu Prefecture.
The spring sunshine was bright and clear, and the sky was cloudless.
From a house in the backyard of Marquis Dingyuan's residence, the faint sound of counting could be heard.
"...Twenty, twenty-one..."
"Fifty-two."
"...fifty-three, fifty-four...one hundred."
“Young master, you’ve copied the family rules a hundred times already, and it only took you fifteen days.”
Looking at Xiaodie's admiring expression, Chen Yi knew she hadn't noticed the number was inaccurate, and suppressed a laugh as he suggested, "Why don't you count it again?"
"Yes, yes, I'm the best at counting. Even the young lady praised me and said she'd let me help with the accounts in the future."
Those accounts would probably be very difficult to calculate correctly.
Chen Yi thought to himself, but seeing that she was counting seriously, he didn't bother her anymore and stood quietly to the side.
He was dressed in a blue long gown. He wasn't particularly handsome, but he was still refined and elegant.
In addition, his unintentional free and straightforward nature gives him a gentle and composed temperament.
In contrast, Xiaodie was dressed in a short jacket and a horse-face skirt, and the two buns at the back of her head made her oval face very cute.
I watched for a moment.
Perhaps afraid of being amused by Xiaodie's earnest counting, Chen Yi walked to the window and looked at the "happiness" character on the red lantern not far away.
Fifteen days ago.
He transmigrated here and became a son-in-law of the Xiao family, a son-in-law who failed to escape his arranged marriage.
When he woke up, he was not in the beautiful Chunhe Garden, but in the Xiao family's punishment hall.
In his dazed state, he only remembered that there were many people around him staring at him with fierce and indifferent expressions.
I could vaguely make out some sounds.
Some suggested beating him to death, others suggested sending him back to the Chen family in Jiangnan Prefecture, and still others proposed drowning him in a pig cage.
Throwing him into a pig cage is too much. He only ran away from his marriage; he didn't have an affair or elope.
It wasn't until he became acquainted with Xiao Die that he learned she was his wife. Xiao Jinghong, the second young lady of the Xiao family, said:
Now that he has become my husband, I will make all the decisions.
The sound was clear and pure, suppressing all the surrounding noise and commotion.
Then he was punished by his wife to copy the Xiao family rules a thousand times and was confined to his quarters for a hundred days.
A thousand times? That's easy to say. The whole family rule is only a hundred words long. A thousand times is a hundred thousand words. It would take ten days to type it on a computer, let alone writing it with a brush here.
That's fine, I'll finish writing it eventually.
After regaining consciousness, Chen Yi learned from his memories that Guan Jian was a famous scholar in Jiangnan Prefecture. He was not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also skilled in poetry. His calligraphy had even been praised by Mr. Ju Yi of Jinling Academy.
His character was set up so highly that when he, an ordinary ox or horse, started copying the family rules, Xiaodie almost discovered that he had been replaced. In the end, he had to make up the fact that he had amnesia to temporarily cover it up.
But Chen Yi knew this was just a delaying tactic.
Xiao Die is simple-minded, but the others in the Xiao family are not fools.
Especially his wife—the female general Xiao Jinghong, who joined the army in place of her father at the age of fifteen and slaughtered the barbarians at the age of eighteen.
If she saw those scrawled words, she'd probably send him to court immediately.
Fortunately, after more than ten days of hard work, his calligraphy has improved considerably.
Name: Chen Yi
Calligraphy: Minor Achievement (5/100)
Font: Wei Qing (Skilled)
Opportunity: 0
[Daily Intelligence - Low-Grade Yellow: At noon, Xiao Wan'er, the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Dingyuan, was reviewing the Marquis's accounts when she discovered that the steward in charge of purchasing was embezzling funds. She subsequently expelled him from the household. A minor opportunity may be obtained.]
Chen Yi glanced at the virtual screen, stood with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and began to count down:
"Ten, nine, eight..."
Xiaodie seemed to hear his voice.
"Forty-three... eleven, ten, nine, eight... Oh dear, son-in-law, don't mess around, I've miscounted."
[Chance +1.]
[Comment: To not seize an opportunity presented itself before the person even arrives, before the voice is heard, and before the scene is witnessed, is the mark of an inherently lazy person.]
Ignoring the "lazy" comment, Chen Yi skillfully added his chance points to his calligraphy, then turned to look at the pouting Xiao Die and said with a smile:
"It's my fault, I was only thinking about eating."
Upon hearing the word "food," Xiaodie's eyes lit up, and a hint of shyness appeared on her pretty face.
"Young master, the head chef at the manor made flaky pastries and stewed fish for lunch..."
"Fish is delicious," Chen Yi said, knowing she was craving it again, and winked mischievously. "Why don't you go and urge them to have some together?"
"Okay."
As if afraid he would change his mind, Xiaodie dropped the cloud-patterned paper in her hand and ran out, reminding the guards at the door as she did so:
"Keep a close eye on your son-in-law, understand?"
"Yes, Miss Xiaodie."
Chen Yi glanced at the armored soldier's thick arms, sighed, sat back in his chair, leaned back, and stared at the beam above the room.
His calligraphy is almost there, but he still lacks the skills of playing the zither, chess, painting, and poetry.
Poetry is fine; he has the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming, and Qing dynasties to draw upon, so he's not afraid of anyone.
He knew nothing about the others, so to avoid being exposed, he had to fill in the gaps one by one.
After pondering for a while, the memories of this body surfaced in Chen Yi's mind.
Chen Yi, courtesy name Qingzhou, was born in Anhe year. He was born into the Chen family of Jiangnan Prefecture, and his father was Chen Xuanji, the current head of the family.
Although he was only a son of a concubine in the Chen family, he had lived a relatively comfortable life since birth.
From a young age, he studied with his teacher at the family school, becoming well-versed in poetry and literature. Later, he also learned by analogy and became proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.
At the age of thirteen, when the imperial army was dispatched to Guangyue Prefecture to suppress bandits along the coast, he wrote "A Young Man's Journey: Welcoming the Banners".
At the age of fifteen, his father was sent on a mission to the Buddhist kingdom in the Western Regions. He wrote a poem, "Farewell to Jinling," which drew praise from the Jiangnan Prefecture for his "compassion for both loyalty and filial piety, and his exceptional poetic talent."
But from then on, his situation began to plummet.
First, her mother passed away, and then her second uncle, Chen Xuandu, was appointed as the governor of Beizhou and rarely returned home. As a result, all the affairs of the family were managed by the first wife, Cui Yu.
It truly made him suffer for two years.
Not only was he confined to his home and unable to go out, but he was also unable to read or even write, which caused him to miss the most important scientific examination.
Chen Yi wouldn't believe it if he said he didn't hate it.
But what can he do about his hatred? Chen Xuanji is not here, Chen Xuandu is not here, his mother has passed away, and there is no one in the family to help him.
He could only grit his teeth and endure it, waiting.
Instead of his father arriving, he was arranged by Cui Yu to marry into the Xiao family, the family of Marquis Dingyuan.
In fact, he had contemplated suicide more than once on his way from Jiangnan Prefecture to Shuzhou.
However, in order to have a chance to take revenge and kill Cui Yu in the future, he chose to accept the arrangement to marry into the Xiao family.
"Unfortunately, he was ultimately murdered."
Chen Yi knew that on the day of the wedding, his predecessor had been manipulated by some strange means to escape the marriage, and had already died before the Xiao family found him.
If Chen Yi hadn't come here, the whole situation would never have unfolded as "calmly" as it is now.
Perhaps the Chen and Xiao families will become enemies because of this, and the Xiao family may be labeled as an "evil family." Even Xiao Jinghong will find it difficult to escape unscathed, and she will probably be labeled a "shrew."
Thinking of this, Chen Yi felt a surge of resentment: "He's also a person with a hard life."
He sat up slightly, picked up a wolf-hair brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote:
"Shuzhou Ballad: Marrying into the Xiao Family"
In the desolate land of Wushan and Chishui, I have been abandoned for more than twenty years.
Nostalgic and casually commenting on Xiao's calligraphy, I entered Sichuan and became a free spirit.
A thousand sails pass by the sunken ship; ten thousand trees bloom before the withered tree.
Today I listen to your song, and for now, I'll rely on a cup of wine to lift my spirits.
After finishing writing, Chen Yi picked up the Yun Song paper, blew the ink off it, and nodded in satisfaction after looking at it once.
As expected of me, I possess extraordinary talent.
But Xiaodie appeared behind Chen Yi at some point, holding a steaming bowl of beef.
Look at the poem, then look at him.
Look at the poem, then look at him.
"Young Master..."
"Huh?" Chen Yi turned around.
Xiaodie stared at him blankly for a long time. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly picked up the bowl of beef and ran out again.
As she ran, she shouted, "It's terrible! Miss, it's terrible! The young master is trying to escape!!"
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