The general kneels on the washboard again

When Cao Jin heard the woman's words, he unconsciously looked at Yue Niang beside him.

These families of civil officials consider themselves to be upright and they cannot stand the military generals like the Jiang family. Even though the Jiang family is the residence of a duke, there are still many gossips behind the scenes.

Cao Jin casually pointed to a pot of flowers nearby and looked in the direction of her fingertips. Three delicate stamens were blooming on the flower in that pot. The ligulate flowers had multiple rounds of flat petals that curled inwards. The flowers were jade white with a little light rose-red mixed in with silk threads. The exposed center was yellow, like a lotus, with a medium-sized flower round.

The woman wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and continued her attack, "Madam, your vision is indeed unique, but I am clumsy. I don't know the name of this flower. Why did you choose it?"

The situation came to a stalemate, and a group of civil servants' families gathered around, just waiting to laugh at Cao Jin's joke.

Yue Niang screamed inwardly, what kind of Shura field is this? With a warm smile on her face, she took Cao Jin's arm affectionately and whispered four words in her ear: "Teach the younger generation."

Because of her humble status, she would certainly be rebuked if she rashly spoke for Cao Jin. But Cao Jin was the Duke's wife after all, and she held her hand affectionately and borrowed her influence, so these people could never find fault with her.

Yue Niang looked at Cao Jin, then bowed lightly to the ladies and said, "What a coincidence! I asked my aunt the same question just now, and she gave me some advice."

Cao Jin also understood the meaning of "teaching the younger generation" and continued with a smile, "Did you really remember what I said?"

Yue Niang replied calmly, "This flower is called Jade Pot Spring. Auntie just explained the big picture by showing Yue Niang that both the white jade and the rose-red are indispensable. They each play their part in creating this flower. If it were just the white jade or the rose-red, it would just be an ordinary chrysanthemum. Fortunately, it's just a chrysanthemum. The white jade and the rose-red don't compete with each other for beauty. Yue Er feels that they complement each other and there's no need for them to compete for beauty and beauty."

Cao Jin stroked Yue Niang's hair with a smile. Madam Xu, who was standing beside him, felt bored and went back to her master.

A group of women came up to praise Yue Niang's intelligence, but more of them were flattering Cao Jin. After three rounds of tea, Yue Niang made an excuse to tidy up her clothes and skirts before escaping from this world of fame and fortune.

It was really tiring to attend all these social events. After talking to Cao Jin's personal maid, Yue Niang decided to go home.

In the carriage, Yue Niang was resting with her eyes closed: "Today is more tiring than fighting."

Dong Zhu looked outside the carriage and said, "Miss, I'm afraid the more tiring things are still to come."

Yue Niang suddenly opened her eyes: "What's wrong?"

Looking outside, a row of tall and mighty guards stood proudly outside the Fu Mansion. Dong Zhu said, "Miss, these don't look like our guards."

The slowly moving carriage suddenly stopped.

Dong Zhu pulled aside the curtain to check, only to see Tian Jingjiao's personal maid Xi'er stopping the carriage with a sardonic look on her face: "Miss, you are finally back. The distinguished guests in the mansion have been waiting for you for a long time. I wonder how you have offended the Third Prince today."

Yue Niang looked around. Each of these guards had an extraordinary demeanor and the clothes they wore were also made of unusual materials.

Entering the main hall, I saw Tian and Fu Shiqing looking at the young man sitting there with flattering expressions on their faces. The dress faintly visible behind the screen looked like the one Fu Yuanniang was wearing today.

Yue Niang walked over and said, "Meet the Third Prince."

Ling Xun is indeed very elegant, but the black mole at the corner of his eye seems too prominent, making his whole temperament look much gloomier. Even on a sunny day, meeting his eyes is chilling.

The Third Prince was clearly filled with anger, but now he was suppressing it. "I had no idea that the future wife of the City Prince's Mansion was so spoiled, not only scheming but also mean to her elders and sisters."

Yue Niang didn't dare to anger him. After all, there was no need to offend him. She said respectfully, "Yue Niang knows her mistakes and is unworthy of the title of His Highness's future wife. These are just jokes between elders."

All he wanted was Fu Yuanniang, a princess with a water element in her destiny, to help him fulfill his ambitions, and Yue Niang was happy to give her up.

Ling Xun snorted and threw the teacup at Yue Niang's feet. "Are you kidding? Do you think that my palace is too high for you? But since you have such intentions, then return the marriage certificate written by my late mother to me. From now on, our marriages will have nothing to do with each other."

Marriage certificate?

Yue Niang looked at Fu Shiqing and said innocently, "Your Highness, please forgive me. Marriage is always decided by parents. The marriage certificate has always been kept in my late mother's treasured jewelry box. Now my wife has given my second sister a place to live in my late mother's yard. I also asked my father about the marriage certificate, but he told me that it was lost, and we still can't find it."

Ling Xun stared at Fu Shiqing in silence. Yue Niang quickly added, "Don't worry, Your Highness. If he is found, my father will send him to the Prince of Cheng's Mansion immediately."

At this moment, a hurried voice came: "Your Highness, the marriage certificate is here."

Fu Yuanniang came out from behind the screen. Ling Xun held his forehead and said, "What a fool! He almost couldn't clear himself of the charge of theft today, and now he has caused this trouble again."

Fu Yuanniang's face flushed as she handed over the marriage certificate.

After reading it, Ling Xun's face looked a little abnormal, but then it returned to normal: "So? Then let's do as this marriage certificate says." He casually put the marriage certificate aside.

Yue Niang was shocked. According to what this marriage certificate said?

What's going on? She doesn't want to marry into the royal family.

Yue Niang mustered up the courage to rush over and look at the marriage certificate, only to see that the name on it was Fu Yuan Niang.

Yue Niang also knew that there were some people who specialized in imitating other people's handwriting. After all, in this era, people's awareness of protecting signatures was not so strong.

Seeing that her name had changed to Fu Yuanniang, Yue Niang let out a long sigh: "Huh~"

But for someone like Ling Xun, who has a certain status and position, he is a bit narcissistic. Yue Niang's behavior made him a little frustrated: "Miss Fu looks very happy? Does this disgust you?"

Yue Niang quickly argued, "No, Your Highness. I have lived in the remote mountains of Yunzhou since I was a child. My grandmother passed away early, and I was not well educated. I have no respect for the elderly and no love for the young. I have a bad temper and it is difficult for me to take on such a heavy responsibility. But my second sister is the most docile and is indeed a more suitable candidate than me."

Yue Niang found an excuse to leave, and this trip also made Ling Xun think about the truth of fate. However, by the time he slowly planned and thought it through, Yue Niang had already found a home. This is a story for later.

Back at Yuechen Courtyard, Yue Niang was so tired that she lay down on the bed and said, "Dongzhu, come and have a rest too. You are very tired today."

Dong Zhu took the basin and said, "I'll go get some water for the young lady to wash up. It's getting dark. I'm afraid it's going to be windy tonight. Let's go to bed early."

Dongzhu closed the door and Yue Niang collapsed on the bed. Life here was so boring. She gradually lost the sense of novelty she had when she first arrived and the ambition to do a career that she could live with comfortably.

A feeling of loneliness and confusion surged in my heart, and I cried unconsciously.

Dong Zhu came in with some water and stood by the bed. He sighed and spoke up for Yue Niang: "They are always bullying the young lady. These evil-hearted people will definitely get their comeuppance."

Yue Niang raised her tearful little face, propped up her upper body, hugged Dong Zhu's waist and cried loudly.

Dong Zhu said softly to comfort her: "Miss, please don't cry. Dong Zhu is not good at speaking and doesn't know how to comfort people."

Tired of crying, Yue Niang stood up, wiped her tears, and looked at the tears on Dong Zhu's clothes apologetically: "I will take you shopping for clothes tomorrow."