Chapter 8.2: Greetings, Ninth Uncle Chapter 8.2 \nâA scholar he cannot be, a military he doesnât want to. The only thing he knows is to play all day with those little concubines, does he want to anger me to death?â Old Madam Cheng couldnât help but scold her eldest son even more. Zhang Mama simply listened patiently. The old Madam was scolding harshly now, but why did the eldest master have so many concubines and tongfang? Wasnât it because the old Madam who doted on her son stuffed all those women to him?\n
Zhang Mama smiled and said: âShizi is still young and naturally still playful. When he is older, he will be wise and sensible. Besides, donât you still have the second master?â
âThe second boy is indeed more diligent and obedient than his brother since they were little. Growing up, he becomes even better.â When talking about her second son, old Madam Cheng smiled. But soon frowned again: âJust, that wife of his, so weak and delicate, never had a spine and cannot be shown to the public. Look at the daughter she brought up, then look at the eldest girl. Even though they are twins, one is raised under Qingfuâs knees and much more sensible than the second branchâs upbringing. Alas, unfortunately, such a good chess piece is now half-ruined. For so many years, I have been holding her in vain. Originally, she can marry a good family, and in the future will be able to help her brother and father. Marquis Jingyong has a good future, what a pity.â
This wasnât something that Zhang Mama could comment on. These years, the eldest miss was the model of her peers. Anything a noble girl should be able to do, she mastered it perfectly. No need to think hard, eldest miss was the best. In contrast, second miss Cheng Yumo was more approachable and popular with their brothers and sisters.
However, this had nothing to do with a mere familyâs servant like Zhang Mama. No matter if it was the eldest or the second miss, they still the existence she couldnât afford to climb. Old Madam Cheng didnât know her servantâs thought, and said: âIf we cannot rely on the girl, is it possible that Cheng Yuanjing will be the pillar of Cheng family? He is merely the son of an outside mistressâŚâ
This idea made old Madam Cheng upset. It was clear at a glance who was the most remarkable among the second generation. Cheng Yuanxian was in his middle age, and his official rank wasnât as high as the 19-year-old Cheng Yuanjing. Even the second master Cheng, whom Ruan-shi always bragged as an excellent talent, was still far from Cheng Yuanjing.\n
All the Cheng family men combined were not as good as one Cheng Yuanjing. Old Madam Cheng obviously wasnât resigned, but what could she do? Zhang Mama patiently persuaded: âOld Madam, you arenât young anymore. Your granddaughters are already at marriageable age, why are you still entangled with past things? Little Xue-shi has been died from illness for so many years, and the former outside child has become the highest-ranking official in Cheng family. Even if you donât want to please the ninth master, you also shouldnât push him out.â
Old Madam Cheng sighed: âI also donât know. In the ninth years of Jianwu, little Xue-shi has already gravely ill. It was only after she saw Cheng Yuanjing passed the jinshi exam that she was willing to let go. Coincidentally, in the same year, the Xue familyâs case was also rectified. Before her death, little Xue-shi heard that her son passed the exam, and her natal familyâs crime was absolved, so she finally passed away in peace. If my two sons can get the same achievement as Cheng Yuanjing, Iâm also willing to die.â
âOh, old Madam, what are you saying!â Zhang Mama rushed to kneel. âOld Madam, you cannot say such despairing words. This old slave thinks that if you want to control the ninth master, there are some ways. Like marriage, the ninth master hasnât been married yet. No matter what, he still had to rely on you on this matter.â
The old Madam sneered: âThatâs not necessarily true. If I meddle in his marriage, afraid the Marquis will immediately interfere. But it also strange. He loves this sudden son like a pearl in his eyes, why doesnât he arrange an engagement or give concubines for him? This year he is nineteen. Many people already a father at this age.â
This thing, of course Zhang Mama didnât know the reason. Old Madam Cheng pondered for a bit before saying: âWell, just wait until I meet the Marquis later. Iâll try to probe his intention.â\nZhang Mama vaguely responded. After a moment hesitation, she asked: âOld madam, about the eldest missâŚ. what will you do?â
Old Madam Cheng stared at the incense burner next to her for a while, and said, âFor the time being, letâs observe the situation. Release the news the Huo family was the one who broke their promise first. See if there are still good families who come to propose to the eldest girl. If not⌠then this granddaughter can only be regarded as a waste.â
It was really cruel. An eldest di granddaughter that was being raised up nobly for so many years might be treated as a waste. However, Zhang Mama only sighed secretly but did not plan to do anything else. The high and mighty noble family had their own ways. After all, what did the eldest miss future had to do with herself?
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Cheng Yujin had âsomething to doâ and left early. She walked behind Cheng Yuanjin. But after a while, she felt bored and raised her voice to ask, âNinth uncle, actually, why did you call me out?â\n\nCheng Yujin immediately understood his meaning. Cheng Yuanjing could see the situation at a glance, so how could she not?
Cheng Yujin lowered her head, watching the snowflakes falling on her red coat, soon to be melted away. She fell silent for a while before suddenly said: âSometimes I feel like this snow. Looks spotless and beautiful from a distance, but after approaching, there is nothing.â
Cheng Yuanjing was surprised. He paused his steps and turned to look at Cheng Yujin. The girl moved her head and looked at the roaring wind outside the corridor, blowing snowflakes around. Her silhouette reflected on the snow, exquisite yet almost transparent. âI certainly know that they will only embarrass me more if I stay. But I have no other choice. If I donât properly placate mother and grandmother today, my situation will only turn to the worse tomorrow.â
Cheng Yujin reached out to the snowflakes, her red cloak reflected in the gray corridor was surprisingly dazzling. She smiled back at Cheng Yuanjing: âNinth uncle may not understand it. Although you are a shu son, you are born with your parentsâ love and care. After growing up, you can change your fate through the imperial examination. So how can you understand this feeling? I have nowhere to go, yet I still have to step forward.â
Cheng Yuanjingâs heart subtly crackled. Nowhere to go, but still had to step forward? How could he not understand?