Being an emperor is not something he can do, so he can only rely on his connections.

"You little brat, if it weren't for my love for my daughter, I would have tied you up and thrown you into the stable, making you drink urine when thirsty and eat shit when hungry."

At the dinner table, Huangfu Changshui saw Zhang Jingwei come in and started scolding him.

Huangfu Ling looked displeased and said coquettishly, "Dad, we are eating, can you please stop talking about this?"

Huangfu Changshui snorted coldly and said nothing more. Zhang Jingwei was shameless enough. He held the meal and buried his head in eating. He hadn't eaten all day and had been kneeling for so long that he was already starving.

Zhang Jingwei looked at Huangfu Changshui curiously and asked, "Father-in-law, do you know Li Zaizhi?"

Huangfu Changshui coughed lightly, frowned slightly, and replied with some dissatisfaction: "Huh, why did you suddenly mention that lunatic?"

Zhang Jingwei quickly asked, "Father-in-law, what kind of person is Li Zaizhi?"

Huangfu Changshui sighed slightly and said, "He was a Grand Secretary of the Imperial Academy during the reign of the previous emperor, and he was also the Prince's Junior Tutor, but he is an absolute lunatic."

Zhang Jingwei became increasingly curious and continued to ask, "Is it simply because of the School of Mind he pioneered?"

Huangfu Changshui sneered and explained, "Let me put it this way. If one day you became emperor, and someone came up to you and said, 'Your Majesty, you should give up the throne and hand all power over to the common people,' wouldn't that person be crazy?"

Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but gasp in amazement, "How dare he speak so boldly!"

Huangfu Changshui nodded and continued, "It's more than just audacity! He actually believes that the rituals and laws passed down by our ancestors, Confucianism, and Buddhist teachings are all outdated systems, openly opposing the court's political policies! Fortunately, the late emperor considered him a rare talent and did not punish him. However, after the late emperor's death, the new emperor was still young, and power in the court fell into the hands of the prime minister. The prime minister naturally could not tolerate his misconduct, so he ordered a complete purge of him and his school of thought. To this day, he is still wanted. As for whether he is alive or dead, there are different opinions. Some say he has died, while others say he has fled overseas."

After a moment of silence, Zhang Jingwei asked again, "Have I ever had any contact with him before?"

Huangfu Changshui looked at Zhang Jingwei solemnly and said slowly: "Since you can no longer remember the past, you must never get involved in the study of psychology. As for the reasons... especially about your father's death..." Having said that, Huangfu Changshui suddenly paused, as if he wanted to say something but stopped.

Zhang Jingwei's eyes widened upon hearing his father mentioned, and he eagerly demanded, "My father? Father-in-law, please tell me in detail!" However, Huangfu Changshui simply sighed heavily, shook his head, and said, "Alas, never mind. I was too quick to speak. In short, you must not touch the School of Mind again, or even I wouldn't be able to save you."

Although Zhang Jingwei was full of doubts, seeing his father-in-law was so determined, he nodded and said, "I understand."

At this moment, Huangfu Changshui seemed to have remembered something important and continued, "By the way, tomorrow is the first day of the lunar year. I need to go to the military camp, so I won't be eating at home. Also, please settle the bill for yesterday's banquet while you're at it."

Zhang Jingwei was embarrassed when he heard this. He quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm really not good at accounting! Don't you have a special accountant in the mansion?"

Huangfu Changshui frowned slightly and responded with a hint of dissatisfaction, "That gentleman happened to take leave to return home. Besides, you are now a filial and honest official. How could you not even be able to do a simple account?"

Zhang Jingwei had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer: "Okay, I'll try my best."

After dinner, Zhang Jingwei was about to return to the East Courtyard to rest, but just as he reached the door, he was stopped by Douya, Huangfu Ling's personal maid. Douya bowed slightly and said softly, "Sir, you can't go back to the East Courtyard."

Zhang Jingwei frowned and said with a puzzled look: "Where else should I go if I don't go back to the East Courtyard?"

Douya, who was standing nearby, quickly replied with a smile, "Of course not. Son-in-law, you can live with the young lady in the main courtyard. The Marquis will live in the main house, and you and the young lady will live in the east wing. This way, it will be much more convenient for you to get along."

Hearing this, Zhang Jingwei couldn't help but sigh and said slowly: "Alas, but she is still too young. Let's talk about this later."

Huangfu Ling was only fifteen years old at the time. Although she was tall and well-developed, she was still a young girl who hadn't experienced the world. Just like an unripe fruit, even if it looked tempting and delicious, one had to wait patiently for it to mature before tasting it.

At this moment, Huangfu Ling was alone in the house, anxiously waiting for news. When Douya walked into the house, a shy blush instantly appeared on her face, as beautiful as the first blooming peach blossoms in spring.

Huangfu Ling lowered his head, clasped his hands together, and asked in a voice as thin as a mosquito: "How...how is it? Is he here?"

Douya quickly walked over to Huangfu Ling, shook her head helplessly, and said softly, "Miss, my uncle said you were too young, and he also said something that Douya didn't quite understand. It seemed like he was asking... why? Oh, Douya couldn't remember it for a moment."

Huangfu Ling raised his head, eyes widened, and asked anxiously: "Why? Tell me quickly!"

Douya scratched his head, trying to recall Zhang Jingwei's words. After a while, he suddenly realized, "Oh, right, it seems that it's because you are still underage... Anyway, Douya didn't quite understand!"

Huangfu Ling patted Douya's head gently and scolded her dissatisfiedly, "What a stupid girl!"

Douya felt a little aggrieved. You pouted and said timidly, "Miss, if you want to sleep with me... you can just go directly."

Huangfu Ling glared at her shyly, and this time her voice was more stern. She said, "Stupid girl, you dare to take the blame? I'll punish you by making you keep watch all night!"

Douya could only agree aggrievedly, "Oh, then get some water for the young lady to wash her feet first."

After Douya left, Huangfu Ling looked at her breasts and said to herself, "They're not small, much bigger than Xiaodouya's."

She even rubbed it twice.

I looked at my feet again. My chubby little feet were white and tender and looked very pretty.

Huangfu Ling thought: Does he like big feet?