To divorce his wife, the top scholar preferred being cuckolded to wearing a red hat.

After being humiliated by Su Mingyue outside, Madam Qian returned to the Fu residence in a rage and unleashed her fury: "This Su Mingyue, she is clearly a divorced woman of the Fu family, and now she's so arrogant, daring to climb over my head."

No, I have to let everyone know what kind of person she is. I'll make her scorned and driven out of the capital. Then, no matter how much she begs me, I won't pay her any attention.

“Madam.” Zhu’er, a maidservant of Madam Qian, stepped forward to massage the old lady’s back. “She is a divorced woman now, why should we pay attention to her? She just wants the world to know that she is our young master Fu’s first wife. The more you pay attention to her, the more smug she will be. Just ignore her.”

“You’ve reminded me.” Madam Qian calmed down. “I think she just wants to make a big scene so that everyone knows she’s Jingsheng’s first wife, and that Jingsheng abandoned her to marry Ziyu. You’re right, I almost fell for her trick.”

“I think Miss Mingyue wants to return to the young master’s side,” Zhu’er said softly.

"She's a merchant, and she wants to marry into our Fu family? What is she thinking?" Madam Qian sneered. "It's not that she can't marry in, but if she has any money on her, at least 100,000 taels. If she can bring the money in and let me manage it, I'll let her in."

When Qian was with her own maid, she naturally didn't want to pay attention to anything.

This maid was someone she brought with her from her hometown. The maid was very loyal to her: "Now that Ziyu is in charge, it probably won't be easy to get money from her. If she can bring money with her when she marries in, I'll talk to Jingsheng and ask her to come back."

Thinking of something, he comforted Zhu'er: "Don't worry, if she hasn't gotten pregnant after six months of marriage, I will definitely have Jing Sheng carry you into the house. You are someone I can rely on, and I will feel at ease with you by my side taking care of Jing Sheng."

Zhu'er listened to Madam Qian's words with a shy smile on her lips: "It is my blessing to be able to serve you. As for anything else, I dare not think too much about it."

“You are different from others. You are someone I brought from my hometown, and you are of one mind with me. That Su Ziyu is a young lady from a wealthy family, and she won’t be of one mind with me. In the future, Jingsheng will still have to rely on us.”

"If I could serve by the young master's side, it would be my blessing, and I would certainly do my best." Zhu'er massaged Qian's shoulders with even more moderate pressure.

“You’re my man, of course I trust you. But I still can’t swallow this insult from Su Mingyue. If she hadn’t intervened today, they would definitely have paid me back fifty taels of silver, just like that, gone for nothing.”

"When Young Master returned just now, I heard from the steward that the War King will be hosting a banquet at his home tomorrow to introduce Miss Su Mingyue to everyone. Now that the War King is backing her, I think it's not advisable for us to confront her. She loves to show off, so let her be."

"After tomorrow's banquet, many young ladies from prominent families in the capital will look down on her and want to deal with her; we won't even need to lift a finger."

Madam Qian was unaware of these matters. Upon hearing Zhu'er's words, she snorted coldly, "He's a prince, and noble ladies from prestigious families can't even get a chance to marry him. Su Mingyue stepped forward at this time to become the prince's fiancée. She's just an orphan with no background; it won't be long before she's schemed to death by those noble ladies. She doesn't even know her own worth, daring to provoke a prince. She's courting death."

If I were her, I'd grab the money and run, leave the capital, and get as far away as possible. She's here, and instead of leaving, she insists on staying. I won't stop her if she wants to die, but if she dares to affect Jing Sheng, I won't let her get away with it.

……

Fu Jingsheng told Su Ziyu that the War King was hosting a banquet the next night.

“I was thinking that since you’re here at the manor, I should let you stay for a while. It seems that will have to wait until next time. The War King sent an invitation, inviting us to come over together tomorrow night.” Fu Jingsheng took out the invitation and handed it to Su Ziyu.

Su Ziyu picked up the invitation and glanced at it; it was indeed an invitation from the War King's Mansion.

"I never expected your cousin to be so capable, to have the War King host a banquet for her. Since she's your cousin and it's a banquet from the War King's mansion, it wouldn't be right for us not to go. Don't worry, I'll attend with you tomorrow night."

"Remember to make sure you don't get it wrong tomorrow night. She's not my cousin, she's the War King's fiancée in the countryside," Fu Jingsheng quickly reminded him.

At the wedding that day, they did not acknowledge Su Mingyue's identity, only saying that she looked like his cousin.

"Don't worry, I'm not your mother, I can't tell the difference between a king and a queen. Instead of giving me orders here, you should go home and talk to your mother properly, and make sure she doesn't reveal your cousin's identity." Su Ziyu held a bowl of goat milk, looking quite content.

This farm has dairy cows and sheep.

They have both goat milk and cow milk if you want to drink them.

However, the production of goat milk and cow milk is not large; enough is enough for family consumption, but not enough to sell outside.

She instructed the steward to deliver the items to the Fu residence every day from then on.

Even within the Su family, there was no goat milk or cow milk produced at home; they had to buy it from outside.

“My mother is new to the capital and may still need to learn more about managing the household. After you go back, you will be in charge of the household, and I won’t be involved anymore.” Recalling what he had seen, Fu Jingsheng also didn’t want his mother to manage the household anymore.

"You call yourself the housekeeper, but the total amount in the accounts doesn't even add up to a hundred taels of silver. If there were silver in the accounts, do you think Mother would be eager to take charge of the household? It's obvious that you want me to be a sucker, paying money and labor to manage the household for you."

"This situation won't last long. Thank you for your hard work during this time. After this period, we will have money." Maintaining this estate is too expensive. He must find a suitable buyer and sell it at a high price.

Only by selling the estate would he have money in his hands. Su Ziyu wouldn't keep saying that she was the one supporting the family.

“We are husband and wife. We are having some financial difficulties right now, so it’s no big deal if you ask me to contribute some money. Just remember these things, so that you don’t forget them when you become successful.”

"Look at what you're saying, do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"I wonder if anyone from the palace will come to the War King's banquet tomorrow night." Su Ziyu smiled faintly at the thought: "I really don't know what the War King is thinking, how could he have taken a liking to Su Mingyue."

Fu Jingsheng remained silent.

In his heart, he thought: Su Mingyue, if you're determined to go down this path, no one can stop you. If you truly want to follow the War King, don't ever come back to me. Even if he doesn't want you anymore and comes back to me, I won't pay you any attention.

Tell her to stay quietly in the capital, don't cause trouble, and don't draw too much attention. Once she's dealt with Su Ziyu, she'll find a way to bring her home.

They wouldn't listen.

Seeing that he remained silent, Su Ziyu remembered the letter that Su Mingyue had given her, and became furious. She grabbed his ear and pulled it up.