You're the one who wants to marry a mistress, and I'm marrying someone else, yet you still

Madam Shen was the second wife of the Marquis of Yong'an, so Shen Cong'an was not her biological son. When she married into the Shen family, Shen Cong'an was already three years old.

If Shen Cong'an hadn't fallen into a coma unexpectedly, he would have been married and had children long ago...

When Madam Shen thought of Shen Cong'an, she could only sigh. Although he was not her biological son, she had raised him and had feelings for him.

She was also torn between her son and Shen Cong'an. Naturally, she hoped her son would inherit the title, but she wasn't so wicked as to want to harm Shen Cong'an.

So when Shen Cong'an's accident happened later, she breathed a sigh of relief. This way, she didn't have to take action, which was God's will, and her son could inherit the title as he wished.

Once the wedding was approached, Shen Nianqing would avoid the situation.

Madam Shen was at a loss. She only had one daughter, and she couldn't bear to force her to marry. She could only let Shen Nianqing take another look and see if she found someone she liked.

Xuancheng gradually grew colder, and the first snow fell. Xie Wanru recalled that this winter in her previous life was particularly cold, and the weather did not warm up until almost March.

In the previous life, everyone in the Shen family stayed at home this year. Shen Cong'an even suffered frostbite on his toes because the charcoal fire was not replenished in time.

"Dongzhu, have someone invite Steward Xie over."

Xie Wanru came up with a way to make money.

She wasn't in charge of the household when she first married into the Shen family. The young and shrewd Old Madam Shen didn't want Xie Wanru to know about the Shen family's dire situation too early, so she always held on to it.

Now that Xie Wanru knows some things about the future, she naturally wants to make good use of them.

Dongzhu sent a servant to invite someone. She felt that her young mistress had been acting strangely lately, unlike usual, and seemed more like the young mistress before she got married.

Unrestrained and fearless.

When Butler Xie arrived, Xie Wanru was looking after the two children as they read. She had already asked Dongzhu to inquire about Shen Mo's enrollment at Bailu Academy, and Shen Mo could enroll as soon as his hand injury healed.

As for Shen Yanzhi, Xie Wanru told Shen Nian'an to figure it out himself. After all, as a father, he couldn't just ignore everything, and it would cost money to enroll in school. She didn't want to waste money on Shen Yanzhi.

The pageboy Shen Mo chose didn't have a name, so Shen Mo personally gave him one: Xiao Zhuang.

Xie Wanru laughed for a long time. She shouldn't have entrusted this kind of thing to a child. If it were a cat or dog, Shen Mo would probably have chosen it by color.

Xiao Zhuang was thin, but his eyesight was good. After Shen Mo finished reading a page, he would stand up a little and immediately turn to the next page.

Shen Yanzhi watched absentmindedly, only for less than fifteen minutes before he started thinking about other things. Xie Wanru didn't care; if he liked to play around, let him play around for a lifetime.

When Butler Xie arrived, Xie Wanru was scolding Xu Jing, who had stolen a chicken leg from somewhere and wasn't even worried about it being poisoned.

"Miss."

Butler Xiao Xie bowed respectfully.

He was the youngest son of the Xie family steward. After the young lady got married, he was responsible for managing her dowry. This included more than ten shops and two estates, and naturally, there was a considerable amount of money involved.

"Butler Xie, you've arrived."

Xie Wanru abandoned Xu Jing, along with the chicken leg he had stolen.

Xu Jing looked at the chicken leg that had been thrown into the pool, so angry that he spun around in circles. He didn't know whether to fish it out or not, but just looking at it made him itch with desire.

"I have something to discuss with you."

Xie Wanru led the people into the house, so as not to disturb the two children reading in the corridor, nor to be overheard.

"Miss, please tell me."

"That's right. I think it will be very cold this year, and the demand for charcoal will be strong. Charcoal shops can increase their purchasing efforts this year. In principle, they should buy as much as there is stock."

Xie Wanru said that she was not buying low and selling high; she just planned to buy more and make a normal profit from the price difference later.

“But we already have a lot of stock this year, and the imperial charcoal warehouses have also stockpiled a lot. I’m worried that it won’t be easy to sell after spring, and the rent for charcoal warehouses is also high.”

Butler Xiao Xie offered his opinion.

His daughter is always willing to listen to other people's opinions and will occasionally offer her opinion on decision-making, but she generally listens to advice.

"Butler Xie, please trust me this once. If I'm wrong this time, I won't interfere in these matters in the future. On the contrary, if I'm right, you won't be able to question my decisions in the future. What do you say?"

Xie Wanru was full of confidence. In her previous life, the price of charcoal this year was three times the usual price. In the end, the imperial court ordered a maximum price to be set, which stopped the price gouging.

Thinking of this, Xie Wanru thought of something else.

"Steward Xie, there is one more thing. My father and brothers are both on the border. I would like to pray for them. Starting tomorrow, a soup kitchen will be set up at the west gate of the Xie family. There may not be many people in the near future, but as the weather gets colder, more people will come. Please arrange to stock up on some rice and flour as soon as possible."

Having experienced her past life, Xie Wanru deeply understands the power of public opinion. She wants to accumulate goodwill for the Xie family in Xuancheng and do everything she can before disaster strikes, not too much, for fear of missing anything that might lead to the same fate as in her past life.

"Yes, Miss, I dare not question your words. I am only worried that you are unaware of the specific details."

Butler Xie chuckled, saying that his young lady had been planning for the Shen family for the past two years since marrying into the family, but today she was talking about distributing porridge to the generals and young generals at the Xie residence. The young lady had grown up.

Wealthy families often do this to accumulate good fortune for their families.

"I know, do you think I don't know how the shop operates just because I don't go there? Don't worry, it's going to be very cold this year."

Xie Wanru got up and looked at the scattered snowflakes outside the window.

It's really getting cold.

"Yes."

Butler Xiao Xie smiled and noted down these two things.

When Xie Wanru saw the young steward out, Shen Yanzhi had long since stopped reading and was catching the falling snowflakes in the courtyard, even having his newly chosen page help him.

"Take care, Butler Xie. Remember, bring as much as you can, and the more rice and flour, the better."

Xie Wanru ignored Shen Yanzhi's playful antics.

Butler Xie naturally agreed, and he would handle the situation appropriately.

In the evening, Madam Shen came to invite people over for dinner.

When asked about her two children's day, Xie Wanru simply said that they were both very well-behaved.

"My mother also taught me a lesson: don't ask others to do what you can't do yourself."

Shen Yanzhi's boastful remarks earned him praise.

"Do unto others, do not impose on others."

Wen Nian'an added that this is a sentence from the Analects of Confucius. She never expected that Xie Wanru would teach her children in her daily life. At this moment, Wen Nian'an suddenly felt that Xie Wanru was not so boring after all.

"Huh? What's this?"

Shen Yanzhi didn't quite understand. Although he was of a certain age, he had always been half-hearted in his studies and didn't have much knowledge.