The Concubine's Daughter Travels Through Time and Space and Takes the Road of Confrontation

"Wow, sister hit me, wow wow!" Lu Yun cried as she crawled to her elder sister and hugged her sister in a bear hug. Her chubby little face was red from crying, and she looked at Lu Qin eagerly.

Lu Rong had a stern face and looked at her second cousin very vigilantly, like a kitten with its fur standing on end.

Lu Qin was annoyed. She hated the sound of children crying the most. She pinched her waist and glared at the two of them, "Why are you crying?"

"Shut up!" Qin quickly stepped forward, grabbed her daughter's hand, and whispered, "Why are you arguing with them? You've forgotten the rules that Madam Zhuang taught you."

"Click" Zhang put down the tea bowl, her expression unrecognizable, "Rong'er, Yun'er, come here." Rong Jie'er swiftly pulled her sister up from the ground, and stood behind Zhang, one on the left and one on the right.

Zhang smiled and said, "You are young and ignorant. You don't know how to give way to your sister Qin. It took a lot of persuasion to teach your sister." Then she chuckled and said, "I know Madam Zhuang. When she was young, she served the concubines and imperial concubines in the palace. Because she was strict, upright and well-behaved, the young ladies she trained were polite and thoughtful, and she was the most popular among the ladies. It's hard for my sister-in-law to invite her. It's a pity that she is very careful about her reputation and is very upright-" After that, Zhang glanced at Lu Qin coldly. Lu Qin lowered her head, and she felt scared at this moment.

"If she knew her apprentice was acting this way, I'm afraid—" Zhang smiled, "she would resign immediately."

The ladies in charge of the household knew very well what it meant to let a nanny who had a say among the ladies and in front of the nobles ask to leave the house.

The old lady's face changed, and she looked at Qin with a cold face, "If you can't educate our Ping'an Marquis' daughter well, leave her to me. I would rather my old bones fall apart than let you ruin the reputation of our daughter." She greatly embarrassed Qin in front of all the servants.

Qin's face turned pale and blue, and her hands trembled slightly in her sleeves. She unconsciously began to tighten her grip on her daughter. Lu Qin couldn't help but whisper, "Mom, it hurts."

With a "slap", Qin slapped her daughter in the face. The slap was so crisp that you could hear a pin drop in the house.

Qin Shi used only 50% of her strength in this slap, knocking the ten-year-old Lu Qin to the ground. Her fair, tender cheeks immediately swelled up. Disbelief filled her face, her hands covering her cheeks. Her willow-shaped eyes, reminiscent of Qin Shi's, stared blankly at her mother, mumbling "Mother—" as tears streamed down her cheeks.

Qin turned around and said with regret, "I know I was wrong. It's my fault for not bringing me up properly. Please don't get so angry about this."

The old lady waved her hand impatiently. "It's good that you know. Okay, I don't need your service here. Let Ling and Zhen stay."

How majestic she was when she came, how embarrassed she was when she left. Lu Ling lowered her head and twitched the corners of her mouth slightly. She knew it was wrong but she still felt happy from the bottom of her heart. Second aunt was really amazing.

The eldest master said the same thing to the second master again, "Your sister-in-law is really amazing. I have never seen your sister-in-law like she is today—" The eldest master got stuck in the middle of his words because he didn't know how to word it more appropriately.

The second master had already calmed down and said with a smile, "Brother, please understand my deep love for my daughter and don't bother with Xuemei."

"Alas," the eldest master sighed. It was impossible for him not to feel sorry for his daughter, but it was indeed wrong for the mother and daughter to do this. "Brother, please don't be so formal. Sister Qin—ah, her mother has spoiled her."

This was a difficult topic to respond to, so the second master changed the subject and the two brothers said a few words before leaving.

When we returned to the west wing, Zhang was already lying on the bed, talking to the children. Under the dim candlelight, Zhang's beautiful face looked particularly gentle.

The second master cleared his cough and walked into the bedroom. Seeing this, Jinhe took the young lady and the young master away to settle them down.

The couple didn't know what they talked about. The next day, Zhang leaned lazily on the kang, and asked Yinhe to write down the list of gifts that the master needed to prepare for his new job, and mark the missing items so that she could arrange for people to buy them.

The little maid lifted the curtain and leaned halfway in. "Madam, my aunt is here."

Zhang sat up straight, and Yao walked in slowly, wearing a cloak, her round face showing attentiveness. "Greetings, Madam."

Zhang nodded and asked someone to find a seat. Yao sat down carefully at the edge, but seemed to feel that she was not sitting properly enough, so she moved forward a little.

It takes four days to travel from Kyoto to Huaizhou by horse carriage. The document issued by the Ministry of Personnel requires you to take up your post within ten days. Starting from today, excluding the time spent on purchasing and packing luggage and bedding, you only have about six days left.

Zhang smiled and took a sip of tea. "Auntie, is there something you need to come here today?"

Yao looked at the other people in the room in embarrassment. Zhang saw this and winked at Nanny Chang, "Okay, you can tell me now." Zhang picked up the teacup and looked at her.

Yao then said hesitantly, "I wonder if Madam has chosen someone to serve the master."

Zhang almost spit out a mouthful of tea when she heard this. She coughed twice. Nanny Chang glared at Yao and took out a handkerchief to wipe the corner of her wife's mouth.

"Ahem, Auntie wants to accompany Master to take up his post." Zhang took a deep breath and then spoke slowly.

Yao's cheeks flushed a little, and she stammered, "Concubine, concubine thought that the eldest young lady and the second young master have hired masters at home, and the lady will have to stay in Beijing to take care of them. And I am the only one in the backyard of the mansion, so, so--" Yao's eyes rolled.

"So, you are the only one who can go with the master to take up his post." Zhang said calmly and directly what she was thinking. She changed the subject and said, "What about Wang'er? He just turned one year old and is the age where he needs his mother."

Thinking of what that person said, Yao hardened her heart and said, "I have no choice but to entrust it to you, Madam." After saying that, she was about to kneel down and kowtow.

Nanny Chang had been wary of her for a long time, so she stepped forward and held Yao steadily.

"Okay, I understand what you're thinking. I'll consider it. Jinhe, take Auntie back." Zhang said coldly as she walked out the door. Seeing Yao's panic, Zhang frowned slightly and added, "It's been snowing heavily lately. You're weak, so you don't need to come to the main courtyard to pay your respects in the near future."

Yao reluctantly took her leave and was personally sent back to Yingchun Courtyard by Jinhe. After seeing her enter, Jinhe glanced at Caiping and instructed Cailian to take good care of her aunt.

"What has Aunt been busy with these days?" Zhang sat crookedly on the kang, looking down at the maid kneeling in the hall.

Cai Ping's face turned pale, but her voice sounded quite calm. "To answer Madam, you are so kind that you have exempted our aunt from the morning and evening greetings. Aunt usually sleeps until the end of Chenshi. After breakfast, she goes to play with Hui'er. At the beginning of Wushi, she has lunch. After lunch, she takes Hui'er for a nap until around Shenshi. If the weather is good, she takes Hui'er out for a walk and comes back for dinner."

It seemed that Yao had taken her words to heart, which was even more strange. She looked at Caiping and asked, "Who has she met?"

Madam was definitely not referring to servants like them. Caiping lowered her head, thought carefully, and said hesitantly, "I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not." Nanny Chang interrupted, "If there is anything Madam cannot hear, just say it."

Caiping glanced at the lady's face and chose her words carefully, "The back garden that Aunt often goes to is also often visited by Miss Mao from the eldest house. They even met once, but Aunt really dislikes her, and we also advised her not to have close friends with her. Aunt has only been to the small garden a few times. She usually just walks around in and out of the yard. The most recent time was two days ago, when--" Caiping showed a look of realization, "After Aunt came back, she often stared blankly alone, and it seemed like she was worried about something." Their Aunt rarely acted like this.

After hearing this, Zhang already had an idea in her mind.