The Heavens Begin with Dream of the Red Chamber

Chapter 166: Go and send it again!
After Mr. Zhan finished his pleasure, he stood up, pulled up his trousers and left. Tanchun was so exhausted that her limbs became weak and she dared not speak. She couldn't stop him even if she wanted to.

It was pitch dark the whole time, so it's reasonable that Mr. Zhan didn't recognize who the person was!
When he went out and saw Huan Saner waiting outside, he smiled and patted Huan Saner on the shoulder, praising him:
"Yes, although I haven't seen the dancer's face, her figure and dancing style are very much to your liking. I'll send her to the mansion to be a concubine."

After saying this, Master Zhan ran away, leaving Huan Saner standing there in a daze.

Something seems to be wrong with this situation!

After being eaten, my sister should have revealed her identity. Why does Master Zhan seem to be still unaware of the situation?
Could it be that Mr. Zhan only watched the dance and didn't enjoy Meiji?

But that’s not right either!
It's been nearly an hour, the music stopped a long time ago, and the musicians came out a long time ago. It's impossible that nothing happened inside!

Huan Saner was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly called the hidden Shishu over and asked her to go in and check.

The secretary hurried in, lit the lamp, and leaned over to take a look. She saw her young lady leaning over the table and crying bitterly. The red spot on her buttocks was bright and dazzling. She was immediately overjoyed and stepped forward to comfort her:

"Miss, why are you crying? Isn't this what happens to all women?"

"Now that Master Zhan has taken the young lady's red pill, the rest of the matter will be up to Aunt Zhao."

Who knew that after she said that, Tanchun cried even harder, sobbing:

"Wow... He, he didn't take it..."

"What didn't you take?" The secretary didn't understand.

"Brother Zhan didn't take my red pills, he, he went through the back door!"

"He mistook me for a dancer and said he would take my red pill away after he had performed the concubine ceremony on me!"

"It was dark inside the house. He only thought I was a dancer. He also knew that he went in through the back door. Even if I poked the hole there, he would definitely not admit it when he came back!"

"...Wow...why am I so unlucky!"

"..." After listening to her young lady's crying, the maid was speechless, "So, the young lady was fooled again this time?"

After being stabbed in the face by the little maid, Tanchun cried even more miserably.

The secretary was not very quick-witted, Huan Saner was a man and it was not easy to discuss things with him, and Aunt Zhao was not here, so there was no backbone to make a decision. At this point, everyone had no other choice but to go back first.

When she saw Tanchun being half-supported and half-carried by Shishu and Cuimo, sneaking into the courtyard, Aunt Zhao saw at a glance why her daughter couldn't walk. She was immediately delighted and asked in surprise:
"But it was accomplished?"

Tanchun blushed and turned her face away, mumbling softly:

"Almost."

"What do you mean 'almost'?" Aunt Zhao was stunned and didn't understand.

The secretary sighed, told the story again, and finally said:

"Mr. Zhan took the young lady's back pavilion flower, but he didn't pick the one in front, so it was a little short."

Aunt Zhao's face suddenly turned pale, and she jumped up in anger, cursing:

"How could I give birth to such a stupid girl like you!"

"Since he never took your virginity, how could you let him leave like this?"

"No matter what method you use, soft or hard, you must keep him here!"

"He has already plucked one of your flowers. If you continue to seduce him, he will surely give away the other one!"

Tanchun said with a bitter face:

"I was in so much pain in my back and my limbs were so weak that I couldn't even move. How could I hold him back?"

"I didn't dare to speak out, for fear that he would recognize my voice and ruin everything that happened later."

"Idiot! Idiot!" Aunt Zhao scolded repeatedly, "If he wants to continue doing this, he has to hide his identity. But he is leaving soon. What's the point of hiding your identity?"

"You should have revealed your identity at that time and let him know that it was you who sacrificed yourself!"

"Although I didn't eat your front, but I took your back door, which is also a major progress in our relationship!"

"Although the Houting flower is not as good as the previous layer of mold in leaving evidence, it is not something that ordinary people can pick."

"All the kissing and touching before was nothing. You can still marry someone else in the future, and outsiders won't be able to see it. But now that all the flowers in your back pavilion have been picked by him, how can you marry someone else? Aren't you forced to marry him?"

"But you didn't reveal your identity at the time. Now, whether he is willing to admit it or not is still uncertain."

After being scolded by Aunt Zhao, Tanchun's IQ finally came online. She figured out the problem and felt extremely regretful.

Seeing this, Aunt Zhao could no longer continue to complain about Tanchun and could only sigh.

"Alas, it's also my fault that I didn't tell you more at that time, otherwise I could have discussed the subsequent wedding date with Master Zhan now!"

"Forget it. You little girls are still too young and don't have any adaptability. It seems that next time I will have to personally take action, follow up and guide you, and respond at any time to ensure that nothing goes wrong."

Hearing the unfinished meaning in Aunt Zhao's words, Tanchun's spirits suddenly lifted, and she exclaimed in surprise:

"Auntie, is there any way to remedy this?"

Aunt Zhao raised her chin and smiled proudly.

"Haha, I was able to coax the master into obeying my orders. Could it be that it was just luck?"

"Since Master Zhan doesn't know your identity and only thinks you are a dancer, then you should continue to follow the path of a dancer."

"Didn't he ask Huan San'er to take you to the palace?"

"Let Huan Saner tell Master Zhan later that you, a dancer, are proud by nature and can't stand the intrigues among concubines in the rich and powerful families. You don't want to be a concubine in the mansion and only want to be a mistress outside the mansion."

"Men are all cheap bones. The more they can't get, the more they want it!"

"I think Mr. Zhan is a man, and he will definitely not refuse this request."

"Didn't he say that he would complete the concubine ceremony first and then eat you?"

"Then let him do it!"

"We can take this opportunity to negotiate some conditions, such as requiring a bridal sedan chair with a veil on the head."

"I've always heard that Mr. Zhan is kind and gentle to women, and he won't refuse these conditions."

"When the time comes, you will put on the veil, and then take it off after entering the bridal chamber and turning off the lights. I don't need to teach you the rest, right?"

After listening to this, Tanchun nodded repeatedly and patted her chest to assure:

"Don't worry, Auntie, this time it will be foolproof and there will be no problems again!"

Aunt Zhao was still worried, she glared at her fiercely and sneered:
"You always say this, but every time you make a mistake!"

"I have finally figured out that your little cleverness is not being used in the right way. You can only manage the household, but you don't understand men at all. You have gone astray, and I need to correct you."

"The old lady's funeral is getting closer and closer. The queen will be back soon. I'm afraid this will be the last time. There must be no more problems."

"This time, I will personally watch over you. I will hide in the closet of your bridal chamber. If you have any problems again, I will be able to remind you in time to deal with them."

"What, what?" Tanchun was shocked and couldn't help but exclaimed, "What nonsense are you talking about, Auntie? Who would listen to their own daughter?"

Aunt Zhao glared at him and shouted angrily:
"It's already this late, is there any point in still worrying about etiquette, morality, and shame?"

"You've done so many shameful things, you don't care about doing a little more!"

"I'm telling you, if you get shy because I'm watching you and don't perform well, and mess things up again, there won't be a next time!"

Seeing that Tanchun lowered her head, obviously compromising again, Aunt Zhao snorted coldly and ordered:
"You should take care of yourself for two days to recover. After the Immortal Fate Meeting in the mansion is over, I will personally watch over it. No more failures will be allowed!"

When Tanchun heard Aunt Zhao mention the encounter with the immortal, she couldn't help but raise her head again and asked with concern:

"Auntie, this encounter with the Immortal Fate... won't have any impact on you, right?"

Aunt Zhao knew what she wanted to ask, so she laughed and waved her hand proudly:
"This method of encountering an immortal fate was suggested by me, so what impact can it have?" "Because of this, the matter of Yan Sheng can never be brought to the table again."

"It's a pity that those two were lucky enough to meet Master Zhan who came to disrupt the situation. Otherwise, we would have solved all the problems once and for all."

"But don't worry. There are only thieves who can steal for a thousand days, but no one can guard against thieves for a thousand days. Even if they escaped my plan this time, I will definitely find a way to bring them down in the future."

"Just go ahead and do it. I will find a way to solve Miss Lin's problem!"

Seeing that she was full of confidence, Tanchun stopped talking and, with the help of the maid and the other two, went back to her room to rest.

Aunt Zhao called Huan Saner over again and instructed:
"You have to pay more attention to your sister's affairs. Whether you can successfully cling to Master Zhan's thigh depends on this time!"

"Although your sister can still have a relationship with Master Zhan no matter whether he is his wife or concubine, the difference in status will naturally affect your weight in his heart. Do you understand this principle?"

Huan Saner nodded repeatedly in agreement.

"Don't worry, mother. I have understood this principle for a long time. If my sister can only be a concubine to Master Zhan, then I will at most be treated like Qin Zhong. But if my sister can become the mistress of the Zhan Mansion, then I will at least be treated like Xue Wenlong."

"For my sister's sake, I used all my savings to buy the house. I also told Brother Zhan that it was a gift from the master because I didn't want him to get suspicious and to suspect my sister."

"I will give Brother Zhan a concubine there, and the ceremony of taking a concubine will still be arranged at my place. Brother Zhan will not be suspicious when he revisits the old place."

After hearing this, Aunt Zhao rubbed Jia Huan's head affectionately and praised him with a smile:

"My son is smart. He is much better than your sister who looks smart but is actually simple and naive!"

"Jia Baoyu is just a person with a good reputation. He is very stupid and has been spoiled. He doesn't know the benefits of fame, wealth and official positions at all."

"My dear son, let us mother and I work hard, and in the future, Jia Baoyu will kowtow to you and call you master!"

Thinking of that beautiful scene, Huan Saner immediately grinned and also made promises to his mother:
"When I become an official in the future, I will earn an imperial decree for you!"

"That lady is only a fifth-rank concubine. Mother must be superior to her. She must at least be a lady of virtue or respect!"

The mother and daughter immediately smiled happily and imagined the future.

After some chatting and laughing, Aunt Zhao then taught Huan Saner what words to use to coax Master Zhan and how to propose conditions and so on.

Huan Saner also checked for deficiencies and filled in the gaps. The two of them discussed it one after another, and after the final draft was finalized, Huan Saner went out happily to find Master Zhan.

As for Zhou Rui's wife, after withdrawing one hundred taels of silver from the account, she first put fifty taels into her own pocket. After she went out, she thought about it and felt that it would not take fifty taels to bribe the people around Aunt Zhao, so she embezzled another forty taels, leaving only ten taels of silver as recruitment funds, and went straight to Aunt Zhao's courtyard.

She walked around Aunt Zhao's courtyard, thinking that it would be very expensive to bribe Aunt Zhao's personal maid, so it was not worth it. So she found two relatively marginal maids, met them separately, threatened them with a few harsh words, and then rewarded them with a tael of silver. It was much easier to ask them questions after that.

The little maid also knew that now that Madam Wang had become the mistress of the house, Zhou Rui's status had risen accordingly and he had become the chief steward of the house. No one dared to offend Zhou Rui, and after receiving a reward of one or two taels of silver, she immediately sold out Aunt Zhao, answering whatever was asked and even taking the initiative to answer even those who were not asked!

But the problem was that these two maids were too marginal. Although they served in Aunt Zhao's courtyard, they were not trusted by Aunt Zhao. Many things were not known to them, and what they knew was limited, and there was no valuable information at all.

Zhou Ruijia asked thirteen times and heard a lot of gossip, but she felt that there was nothing that could be useful to her wife, so she frowned immediately.

This won't work!
It’s okay to take your wife’s money, but things have to be done well!

But Aunt Zhao asked a lot of questions, but she never asked a question that would make her own wife beat her to death.

This is not possible!

Or, spend some more money to bribe Aunt Zhao's confidants?
She couldn't help but reach her hand into her sleeve and pinch the hard silver. She felt as if the silver was stuck to her body and she was extremely reluctant to part with it.

This silver is destined to be with me!

Zhou Ruijia sighed secretly and gave up this stupid idea.

After much thought, she felt that her wife didn't care at all whether Aunt Zhao had done certain things or not. As long as she could give her wife an excuse to deal with Aunt Zhao with a legitimate reason, that would be enough. As for whether the matter was true or not, it was not so important.

In that case...how about making up a piece of news?
Over the years, Aunt Zhao has done countless stupid things, and every time the master took sides and protected her. Otherwise, with that stupid behavior, she would have killed herself long ago.

Mrs. Zhou Rui saw all of this clearly, and knew in her heart how much her master doted on Aunt Zhao. Even if the evidence was solid, ordinary matters could be made into nothing and passed over without any punishment at all.

I'm afraid that only matters between men and women can make my master intolerable.

But Aunt Zhao is not stupid, how could she have an affair with a man outside her?
Mrs. Zhou Rui didn't think that Aunt Zhao had an affair with anyone, so she thought that even if she bribed the maidservant around Aunt Zhao, she would not be able to get the information she wanted. Most of the information she wanted would be insignificant and she would be fined three cups of wine by the master.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was appropriate. Instead of wasting money to gather information that was not sure whether it was true or not and might even be useless in the end, it would be better to follow the mistress's wishes and simply fabricate a crime for Aunt Zhao.

It is certainly impossible to obtain irrefutable evidence of the crime, but human hearts cannot withstand provocation. As long as the provocation is done well, the mistress can always make the master dislike Aunt Zhao.

So how to prepare it?
Mrs. Zhou Rui was also in a difficult situation. Although Aunt Zhao looked extremely coquettish, she seldom went out on weekdays and only stayed in the backyard to bully others. No one would believe her if she wanted to slander her for having an affair!
She subconsciously asked the little maid:
"Has Aunt Zhao been out of the house recently?"

It was just a casual remark, but the little maid nodded and said:

"Yes, I don't know what my aunt has been busy with recently. She has to go out of the mansion every day. She goes out in the morning and comes back in the afternoon."

"Hmm?" Zhou Ruijia's spirits perked up and he immediately became excited, subconsciously thinking that this was a breakthrough point.

She was also clear about Aunt Zhao's past behavior. She seldom went out. It was absolutely unreasonable for her to go out every day.

She thought carefully about Aunt Zhao's recent whereabouts, but found that she had no impression of it. It was really strange that Aunt Zhao had not done anything strange.

After Huan San'er passed the imperial examination and became a scholar, Aunt Zhao showed off everywhere every day, but it didn't take long for her to stop showing off.

In the past, she thought that it was the master or the mistress who warned her, but now she thinks that there might be something wrong.

Perhaps Aunt Zhao didn't want to show off her son, but she was entangled in something and couldn't be apart, so she gave people the impression that she had become obedient.

"Do you know where she went and what she did?" she asked hurriedly.

The little maid kept shaking her head and didn't understand anything.

Zhou Ruijia waved her hand and asked the maid to go back first, and said:

"Go back and keep an eye on Aunt Zhao. If she goes out again, come and report to me in private."

"As long as you do this well, I will give you a promotion and arrange a good position for you. I will never let you suffer any loss."

The little maidservant thanked him profusely and left.

After thinking it over, Zhou Ruijia went back to report to Mrs. Wang, telling her the situation, and then instigated:
"Madam, I think Aunt Zhao must be meeting someone secretly when she sneaks out of the house. Maybe there is some kind of affair going on."

"When she goes out to meet someone secretly again, Madam, you'd better take people to catch her in a big way. No matter whether we catch the adulterer or not, we will firmly establish her stigma!"

"As long as the master is suspicious of her, even if it's fake, he can make it real for her!"

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang was quite moved, but she knew her master very well, so she hesitated and asked:
"If that bitch insists that I framed her, and we don't have any real evidence, I'm afraid the master will only believe her and not me."

Zhou Ruijia laughed sinisterly:

“This is easy!”

"She is doing things outside in secret. No matter what she is doing, it must be something that cannot be seen in public. She probably doesn't dare to let the master know."

"We don't care what she's doing there, we just insist that she's going to meet her lover secretly, tie her up and bring her to the master."

"If she wants to deny this, she needs to tell the truth."

"When the time comes, we'll see how powerful her truth is!"

"Even if she is cleared of the charges in the end, Madam, you have given her such a hard time. You can take the opportunity to slap her and kick her a few times. No matter how you think about it, it's not a loss!"

After being encouraged by her, Mrs. Wang was immediately moved and agreed immediately.

"Yes, you are right. I have wanted to beat that bitch up for a long time, but unfortunately I have never found the opportunity. No matter what the result is this time, let me vent my anger first."

"Go back and have someone keep an eye on that bitch. If she goes out again, come and report to me immediately. I will immediately bring people to catch her in adultery. Don't let her get away!"

Seeing that his wife was satisfied and the money was successfully pocketed, Zhou Rui's wife was delighted. She immediately agreed with a smile and turned around to throw all the work to others, focusing only on this important event.

(End of this chapter)