Quick Transmigration: Survive to the End

“It’s not that easy,” Yu Miaoqi said, looking at Yinyin with some concern. “With your strong sense of justice and your inability to tolerate even the slightest injustice, what will become of you in the future?”

“That’s exactly what I think,” Yin Yin put down her teacup and sat down next to Yu Miaoqi. “Mother, don’t worry, I understand everything. Even now that we have such a detailed list, the manor may not be able to deal with many people.”

“I know you think this is not a good idea, Mother, because it will alert the enemy and we won’t be able to use this as an excuse to clean up the whole house again in the future.”

“But Mother, my elder brother has only been in officialdom for a few years now. We still have to hope that the old master and old lady live long lives. We don’t want him to have to go home to mourn when he’s in the prime of his life. By the time we can take power and deal with people ourselves, how many years will have passed? Even if we have a good reason, how can you use the current reason to drive people away?”

"Although it's uncertain how many people in the manor will be punished in the end, and how much silver and various items in the storeroom will be replenished, the old master and the others all say that the accounts are clean and clear. In the future, no one, whether it's the second branch or the other branches, will be able to use them to dig a hole for you. After all, you started managing the household with clean accounts. If anyone brings up past issues with you, wouldn't you just settle old scores with them?"

"Furthermore, you've suffered so much humiliation. If you don't vent it and keep it all bottled up inside, how uncomfortable will you be? Now that the second branch of the family has been implicated because of this, are you happy or not?"

"You have such a mouth. I only said one sentence and you rattled off a whole bunch of things, and none of them were things I could refute," Yu Miaoqi gently tapped Yin Yin's lips, showing a hint of relief. "That's good. You're so clear-headed, so I'm not afraid of you being bullied."

"No, that won't do," Yin Yin said. "Mother still has to worry about me. After all, I only dare to say these things because I have Mother and my older brother backing me up. If it weren't for you protecting me, how could I dare to do this!"

“Alright, alright,” Yu Miaoqi said earnestly, “I don’t know how your elder brother is, but as long as I’m alive, I will protect you.”

Yinyin felt a warmth in her heart, and couldn't stop smiling. She hugged Yu Miaoqi tightly and nuzzled against her shoulder: "Indeed, a child with a mother is a treasure."

"Where did you hear that from?" Yu Miaoqi asked, puzzled for a moment, then said, "But it's quite accurate."

While the mother and daughter were enjoying a warm and happy time, a storm was raging in the main courtyard, disrupting the peace of the entire mansion.

When Zhan Zheng returned from his shift, he sensed the unusual atmosphere. He casually asked a question and learned the cause and effect, as well as the old master's ruthless methods. He couldn't help but whisper to Yin Yin and Yu Miaoqi, "I think the old master had been planning to deal with the family for a long time. Otherwise, he wouldn't have locked everyone up that very night after Mother handed him the booklet, and even had all the staff replaced with new faces."

“Such well-trained personnel cannot be trained overnight. Now, the entire Zhan residence is basically back under the old master’s control.”

“Isn’t this better?” Yin Yin said, sipping her tea and snacks. “No matter what, it’s impossible for us to control it. Compared to the chaos in the mansion where everyone has a master behind them, or even more than one master, it’s better to be like this now, where everyone knows they are loyal to the old master. Some things can be saved from that trouble long ago. Mother can also have a much easier time managing the household.”

Yu Miaoqi also said, "I know what you're worried about, Zheng'er, but you have to think about this from a different perspective. If you have the ability to get your grandfather to verbally promise to hand over the family business to you, even if these people are loyal to your grandfather, they will definitely know whose orders they should listen to."

"Just like when your father was alive, all the servants in the mansion, no matter who their master was, had to bow down to him."

Seeing that Zhan Zheng seemed to be deep in thought, Yin Yin quickly said, "I don't think Brother needs to care too much about the identity of this heir."

When both of them looked at her, she calmly continued, "The other branches of the family have no successors, but the eldest brother has risen step by step and has a powerful wife's family. Unless the old master is blind, deaf, or extremely biased, he will know who should be given the position of head of the family so that the Zhan family can go further."

"But if the eldest brother cares too much about the identity of the heir, he will inevitably have to pay more attention to the attitude of the old master and the others, and wouldn't that be a disadvantage?"

“That’s exactly right,” Zhan Zheng said to his sister with an appreciative look before turning to his mother. “My sister is right. As long as I have the ability, then this position is rightfully mine.”

"So when you're at home, Mother, you don't need to pay too much attention to the attitude of the main courtyard. In the old master's eyes, I've always been unruly, and he just wants to subdue me."

"But if I really bow down to him, how can I know he won't feel dissatisfied, think I'm incompetent, and no different from the other wives?"

Yin Yin's eyes lit up with admiration; it seemed Zhan Zheng had a very clear understanding of the old man.

Looking at her two children, Yu Miaoqi's eyes were full of pride: "It seems that in a few more years, I will be able to enjoy my retirement."

“That’s difficult,” Zhan Zheng said proactively. “I only feel at ease when Mother is managing things at home.”

Yu Miaoqi glanced at Yinyin: "They are siblings after all, and they are both children who cannot live without their mother. Clearly, one of them is about to get married, and the other is almost of marriageable age."

"Oh, Mother," Yin Yin said sweetly, "no matter how old we get, aren't we still your children? What do you say, Big Brother?"

Zhan Zheng nodded: "Even if we're seventy or eighty years old and can't walk anymore, we'll still feel at ease when we see Mother."

“What do you mean by seventy or eighty years old?” Yu Miaoqi was both amused and exasperated. “By the time you’re seventy or eighty, I’ll probably be buried. You’d better remember to come see me later then.”

This time, not only Yin Yin, but even Zhan Zheng put on a stern face and said, "Mother, what are you saying? You must live a long life and live past ninety-nine!"

Seeing their dark faces, Yu Miaoqi felt incredibly comforted: "Alright, alright, even if it's just for you siblings, I'll definitely live a long life, and become an old monster!"

Zhan Zheng was finally satisfied.

Although Yin Yin's expression softened, she still felt somewhat uneasy.

Birth, aging, illness, and death are the most uncontrollable things.

At this moment, she wished she didn't know when Yu Miaoqi had died.