Ink Burns

Chapter 49 The Rising Steward

Cheng Xinghe looked up in surprise, his mind full of mixed thoughts, not knowing whether he was shocked, frightened, or happy.

It’s possible, it’s possible!
His mother has been in close contact with Lord Liu for many years. How could it be possible that there were no traps planted by Lord Liu around her to protect her?
His mother must be very important in Lord Liu's heart, which is why she was rescued by Lord Liu at the critical moment of life and death!
All questions are closed at this moment.

Can.
A trace of fear flashed across Cheng Xinghe's face.

But if his mother was rescued by Lord Liu, wouldn't she report his act of killing his mother to his father? If Lord Liu didn't know his true identity yet and already hated him deeply, how would he deal with it when the father and son recognized each other in the future?
I suddenly felt a little regretful: When I chose the poison yesterday, why did I choose Tripterygium wilfordii, which can cause people to fall into coma, instead of the poisonous stigmata, which can kill people instantly? Tripterygium wilfordii can kill people without treatment, but there is always a risk of waking up if it is a slow death!
Lord Liu had met him several times before, and his attitude was indifferent, so he probably didn't know that they were father and son.

what a pity.

A trace of regret flashed through Cheng Xinghe's heart: If he had received Lord Liu's teachings earlier, instead of being shackled to the small Cheng family, he would probably have passed the imperial examination, answered questions in the Golden Palace, and been promoted to the position of Tanhua Lang. Why would he have argued with this group of insignificant people and fought over a few pieces of land?

Shan Yue spoke again at the right time: "I wonder how many sons there are in Lord Liu's house? If there are, they are probably all grown up, either serving as officials or managing general affairs. You are a son born in old age. Since ancient times, emperors love their eldest sons, and the people love their youngest sons. If Lord Liu knew about your existence, wouldn't he be very happy?"

Upon hearing this, Cheng Xinghe nodded repeatedly.

There is a saying that the son a man has when he is old is a symbol of his might and majesty, so he is loved more.

A father's love usually means preferential treatment in terms of money and resources.

"In your opinion, when should I go to the Liu Mansion to recognize my relatives?" Cheng Xinghe asked impatiently.

Shan Yue smiled softly at the right moment: "I, I am just a little girl, I always talk nonsense, don't believe me."

Cheng Xinghe became more at ease. It was not to say why, but he just loved every word.

It's not about love for women, it's about feeling comfortable.

Cheng Xinghe smiled, his seven-day-old stubble showing through his face, and he smiled in an unbearably greasy tone: "Whatever you say, you say yours, and I listen to mine."

Shan Yue seemed unable to shirk her responsibility, so she lowered her head and said, "I personally think that it is too strange for Master Cheng to go and recognize his relatives right after he was buried. Why don't you take the opportunity to visit me while I am at the Liu family to learn skills and find out the truth. Then, wouldn't it be more logical to recognize our blood relationship?"

After thinking for a moment, Cheng Xinghe nodded in agreement.

Cheng Xinghe did not let him go, so Shanyue stood aside and quietly poured tea for Cheng Xinghe: "You have been very tired in the past few days in handling the funeral ceremonies, and the eldest grandmother has gone back to her parents' home - you can't eat meat these days, and red ginseng tea can replenish qi and blood, you should drink one more cup."

Recalling this incident, Cheng Xinghe felt unhappy.

The funeral of Master Cheng was originally well taken care of by his mother Duan and his wife Jiang. But after the incident caused by the second Cheng, Yueyue risked her reputation to save him, which made Jiang unhappy. Without caring about the face of the Cheng family and the complexity of the master's burial, she accused him in tears while packing her bags to respond to her mother's home in Tianfu.

As usual, he would chase after her and coax her back, but now, hum, now, he won’t do that!

Jiang was the concubine's daughter of the Tongpan, and he was the concubine's son of the prefect, so who was more noble? !

In the past, he was marrying above his station and did not dare to take a concubine in public at home. Now that he is of clear bloodline, what right does Jiang have to oppress him and cause discontent in the inner house?

When he recognizes his father, even if he dares not covet Princess Yuan Sui and cannot divorce his wife, Lin Yueyue can at least become a concubine, right? Cheng Xinghe thought, "The Madam is gone, the eldest grandmother is not in good health, and the inner courtyard is being disturbed by a group of dirty village women and maids. If it weren't for the kitchen drinking and playing cards, the Madam would not have escaped. You move from the Embroidery Tower to the East Garden to live alone, and you will be assigned the Inner Courtyard Servants to assist in all matters in the Inner Courtyard."

Shan Yue was shocked: "How can this be? I am just an outsider!"

"Where did this outsider come from? My cousin?"

Cheng Xinghe habitually tilted his lips to the left and smiled slightly. He suddenly felt that with his relationship with He Shi, he no longer needed to sell his body, so his face calmed down instantly: "No matter what, learn the general affairs first and take charge of the inner courtyard temporarily. Even if it is Lord Liu, he will teach you the general affairs and economics - the internal affairs of the Cheng family can't fall into the hands of the second house."

The more Cheng Xinghe talked, the more he felt that this was a stroke of genius. Now that there was no one in his inner courtyard, He's secrets and his secrets were closely tied to each other. He had suddenly become the most trusted person in his inner house, and could even be a housekeeper. When Yueyue was promoted to a concubine, all household affairs could be handed over to Yueyue to take care of.

As for Jiang, let her take advantage of the situation and do evil things first, and then make plans after he becomes successful!
Shan Yue was very nervous and nodded respectfully.

Cheng Xinghe acted immediately. He instructed Manager Cheng to give Shanyue a deck of "C" grade cards and called in the doorman Lao Jiang, the gatekeeper couple at Chuihua Gate, and Manager He at the back room. He gave instructions to them one by one. Shanyue was now in charge of matters such as the entry and exit of the house, the dispatch of carriages and horses, cooking in the kitchen, and managing the slave name cards of the girls in the embroidery building and the maids and servants in the back room. The really important income, expenditure, cash flow and warehouse were still controlled by Cheng Xinghe.

Shan Yue took advantage of the situation and said, "Master, apart from Miss Zhou who paints, I only have the second young lady by my side. If one of the ladies in the Madam's court could be assigned to me, I can copy her and not be completely in the dark."

"Huangqi ran away, Huanglian was driven out, Huangshen wanted to take charge of the wife's dowry, and only Huangzhi is left," Cheng Xinghe pondered.

Shan Yue smiled and said, "Huang Zhi is also acceptable."

It's all little things.

Cheng Xinghe waved his hand and said, "Then I will give Huang Zhi to you."

As the moon rose and the night deepened, Shanyue and several servants of the Cheng family filed out. Jiang the gatekeeper smiled and bowed to congratulate them: "When I saw Miss He that day, I knew she was an extraordinary person!"

Shan Yue lowered her eyes in shame and said, "Uncle Jiang, you are too kind." She turned to Chen Xiaoquan's family, who were in charge of the maids and servants in the back room, and said, "Then, can you please transfer Huang Zhi's name card and slave registration to me?"

Chen Xiaoquan's family was quite hesitant. How could they give slavery to others? The previous girls in the embroidery building had never enjoyed this treatment? If they sold the slavery or sold it to the government, who would they consider this slave to be?

Shanyue looked towards Jiang the doorman.

Jiang the doorman bumped into Chen Xiaoquan's family with his crutch and whispered, "Fools! The young master said he had given it to you, why are you holding on to it?"

Chen Xiaoquan's family grumbled: "It was given, but it was given to her for use, not for her household registration."

Shanyueshen's expression was gentle and she suddenly realized, "So I misunderstood. If not, shall we go ask the young master again?"

Jiang the gatekeeper gave another crooked look: "You stubborn idiot! You can't think straight!" He dragged Chen Xiaoquan's family and said, "Miss Yue, go back first. We will send the household registration and name card over tomorrow!"

After saying that, she grabbed the neck of the person next to her and dragged him back: "What an old man! Think about it yourself, among the girls who have lived in the Embroidery Tower for so many years, which one has ever been given the power to manage the inner courtyard? You are so stupid!"

Shan Yue turned calmly and walked towards the embroidered building with his head down. When he was about to go around the screen wall with hanging flowers, he saw a thin and handsome man squatting in the bushes burning paper money.

(End of this chapter)