Liang Xuan widened his eyes and started crying, "Fifth Uncle, you’re so an!"
Pei Zhan glanced at the distant waterside pavilion and stopped, saying, "The world is treacherous, and you’ve realized it too late."
After speaking, he looked down again, "Making a mistake isn’t a big deal, what’s important is learning from it. Also, when a crisis cos, you must learn to minimize your losses.
"If I were you, I would stop crying imdiately. The more noise you make, the greater the chance you’ll be exposed and beaten prematurely.
"With enemies approaching, you’re still busy crying. If it were in battle, you’d be crushed to smithereens, dragging your comrades to death with you."
Liang Xuan imdiately stopped crying.
Pei Zhan continued, "I’ll let you off this ti as a lesson. If you don’t want things to beco unmanageable, you have to keep what just happened to yourself.
"Naturally, you can’t let anyone know I saw what happened here either, including your parents, your Second Uncle, most importantly, your Sister Fu."
Liang Xuan beca curious after hearing the latter part, "Why?"
"Because if you tell, the person who beats you will include ."
Liang Xuan: "..."
He wasn’t content, "Can I still be your Vanguard General?"
"Given your performance, start as a Scout. From now on, help watch your Seventh Uncle. As soon as he goes to see your Sister Fu, send soone to notify imdiately."
"...Aren’t you supposed to guard against the Second Uncle? Why are you even wary of the Seventh Uncle?"
"Do you agree or not?"
"But this isn’t scouting, it’s espionage!"
Pei Zhan squinted at him, "Be a spy first, then a scout."
"..."
Liang Xuan said, "Fifth Uncle, why go through so much effort! Wouldn’t it be simpler to go directly to the Fu Family and propose?"
Pei Zhan gazed deeply at the waterside pavilion in the lake, "To you, it’s a simple effortless sentence, but for , it could very well be the hardest war to conquer."
...
There were ears behind the walls, so Fu Zhen said nothing to Liang Chen, only bringing up Su Xinger.
Liang Chen had known earlier that she spent ti with Su Xinger, so he didn’t inquire.
At his age, with such experiences, what hadn’t he seen? He would hardly lose composure over this.
Even though many images flashed through his mind, concerning her, Liang Zhi, Liang Ning, and that dagger. He couldn’t fathom how these unrelated people and things were intertwined.
But he knew Su Xinger would give him answers, and so would Liang Zhi.
Upon returning to the waterside pavilion, a tune had just ended, and the Cheng family invited them to dinner.
Fu Zhen regained her composure and accepted the situation, imrsing herself in thoughts about what might happen next.
From the mont Fu Zhen and Liang Chen returned together, Mrs. Ning’s eyes fixed on her.
The Cheng family treated them with respect, Mrs. Cheng, as the wife of the Great General, was courteous, accompanying them for viewing and conversation. Such noble relations were extrely comfortable.
Yet, seeing Fu Zhen returning with Liang Chen, Mrs. Ning’s expression changed subtly.
The Liang family obviously couldn’t wait to finish the al and return ho.
Even Cheng Chili was eating absent-mindedly.
The only calm one was Pei Zhan, who casually conversed over food, not sparing even a glance at Fu Zhen, which reduced her suspicions that Liang Xuan’s actions were directed by him.
Fu Zhen couldn’t care about him now, and after finishing the al and tea by ritual, rose to leave with Mrs. Ning.
Mrs. Cheng and Mrs. He lingered, but Cheng Chili imdiately stood up, "I’ll escort the benefactor out of the residence!"
Liang Chen had no opportunity to talk to Su Xinger at the Cheng Residence, as he was on horseback, while Su Xinger and Liang Xuan rode in a carriage, both eager to exchange information along the way ho.
Upon entering ho, Su Xinger exchanged a look with Liang Zhi after dismounting, signaling Liang Chen.
Liang Chen responded quickly, and as Su Xinger blocked Liang Xuan outside the courtyard door, Liang Chen had already pulled Liang Zhi inside a room!
The couple’s speed left Liang Xuan, yelling for his parents, almost bumping his nose in confusion...
...
The Liang family had their doors tightly shut that day, not even a bird could fly in.
When the Ning family’s carriage arrived, Fu Zhen first sent soone to take Ning Jia to his room, and then sought out Yang Tong, "Wait in the front yard, if anyone asks for , no need to question, just bring them to ."
After Yang Tong left, she lifted the tea on the table, took a couple of sips, and after a mont of silent contemplation at the blooming tree outside the window, crossed the threshold to the main courtyard where Mrs. Ning resided.
Mrs. Ning had removed her hairpin, sitting in plain clothes by the window, lost in thought.
Even past thirty, dressed like so, she still looked astonishingly beautiful, her complexion improved having shed the burdens of the Fu family, adding more grace.
Fu Zhen sat opposite her across the kang table, glanced at a few account books on the table, including so of Ning Jia’s howork, then smiled, "Speaking of, Jia has already changed his surna, I’m still carrying Fu. When do you have ti, mother, to take to the governnt office to get the docunts changed?"
Mrs. Ning, however, lowered her gaze, poured herself so tea, and sipped, "Why change back and forth? It’ll just be troubleso to change again in the future."
Fu Zhen paused.
After a while, she smiled again, "Mother’s words, how could I change again? I am Ning Zhen, and naturally will be Ning Zhen for the rest of my life."
"’For the rest of your life’?" Mrs. Ning looked at her, "Silly child, you’re only fifteen, with a long road ahead, don’t easily declare ’for life.’"
Her voice was gentle as if fearing to shatter sothing, Fu Zhen averted her gaze.
The sharpest sting was the gentle knife; the words Fu Zhen mustered courage to say before, remained unspoken.
Outside, a maid reported, "Young lady, Guard Yang says the young General of the Cheng Residence urgently requests to see you!"
Fu Zhen shot a glance opposite.
Mrs. Ning’s eyes were like a deep lake, "Go ahead. Do not neglect the General."
Fu Zhen struggled to put her foot down, glanced back at her once more while standing, and then took a deep breath to step over the threshold.
Ning Jia approached, holding several books, with an unusual excitent on his face, "Sister! Just now the young General from the Liang family sent two full boxes of books! He even had soone deliver them to our house!
"And here are so weapon manuals, I see sister sotis practices martial arts with Li Jiang and Li Huai, maybe they’ll co in handy for you!"
Fu Zhen inhaled deeply, suppressing the surge in her heart, "Thank you."
"Sister——"
Ning Jia drew out the last syllable disapprovingly. Over these days, this young lad had gradually beco lively, no longer so silent and repressed as before.
Fu Zhen accepted the book, patted his head, and left quickly.
See, she was so unlucky, dying under the hands of a traitor, yet equally lucky, waking to find two blood-related family mbers.
Revealing her identity to the Liang family was the first step of revenge; now walking to et Cheng Chili, she seed to lift the curtain on a storm.
(Are there any more tickets? Please!!! Also asking in advance for the December monthly tickets!)
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