Tang Zhuyun replied decisively, "No need."
Only she herself firmly believed in this matter and felt that there was nothing wrong with doing so.
Mr. Xu and Jiang Zhong may both have reservations.
If I don't ask, she can keep pretending to be clueless, but if I do ask, she might waver.
Tang Zhuyun had already thought things through.
If anyone strongly opposes her, she will have to use what the Prince of Jin left her to suppress them.
Xiu'er said, "Okay, I'll go now."
These past few days, it's all thanks to her running around, relaying messages.
As she went out, she almost bumped into Mingzhu, who was coming in.
Mingzhu stepped aside to let her pass first, then came in to talk to Tang Zhuyun.
"Sister-in-law, Wu Zhenhai came to see me and asked me to pass on a message to you."
"Um?"
He said you don't need to worry, whatever you say goes.
The implication is that if anyone questions it, or even tries to cause trouble behind the scenes, then leave it to them.
This is a very firm stance.
Tang Zhuyun breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing these words.
--Whoever wields the sword speaks with authority.
She was genuinely worried that her insistence on going her own way would cause unrest outside.
Ordinary people are generally fine; they usually obey orders. But those in the military are difficult to control if they start causing trouble.
Wu Zhenhai offered a reassuring reassurance.
Mingzhu was pleased to see that Tang Zhuyun seemed more relaxed.
My sister-in-law is six months pregnant, and she still has to go through so much trouble; how difficult that must be!
"Did Wu Zhenhai come to see you, or did you go to see him?" Tang Zhuyun asked, looking at Mingzhu.
Mingzhu said, "... He's looking for me."
Mingzhu had indeed thought of these things and wanted to ask Wu Zhenhai for help, but she didn't know how to bring it up.
But to her surprise, Wu Zhenhai took the initiative to find her and said those words to her.
Tang Zhuyun smiled, "Aren't you a little touched?"
Mingzhu lowered her head and said, "I'm really touched, but I'm also really afraid to move. Sister-in-law, he treats me so differently before and after. Is it because of what he got and what he didn't?"
She couldn't explain it otherwise.
If that's the case, then let him continue to be restless because he can't have it.
Tang Zhuyun said, "Although it's said that those involved are often blinded by their own feelings, matters of the heart are like drinking water—only the person experiencing it can truly understand. If I had to say something, I would only have one sentence—"
Mingzhu looked up at her; her skin was as white as snow, her beautiful eyes were brimming with water, shimmering and sparkling.
Tang Zhuyun couldn't help but think, putting aside all the previous entanglements, isn't this face enough to make her worthy of love?
"Mingzhu, you are the mistress of the Prince's mansion. You can love and you can let go; just do as you please."
If you've gone the wrong way, you can pull it out.
A blush crept onto Mingzhu's face, but what she said surprised Tang Zhuyun greatly.
She said, "I'm open-minded, but I haven't figured it out yet. Let's talk about it later."
Time will tell.
Mingzhu then added, "I'm still worried that as time goes on, people will become increasingly dissatisfied..."
Sleeping outside in the summer means being bitten by mosquitoes in the first half of the night, and then shivering in the second half as the weather turns cold.
This is definitely not a long-term solution.
Tang Zhuyun said, "Let's wait and see for a few more days. If it really doesn't work out, we'll just have to go with the flow and accept our fate."
Those who obey may suffer losses, but they may also escape a disaster.
She wasn't an expert and wasn't very confident in her judgment.
But as she told Xiu'er, she hoped it was just a false alarm.
Mingzhu went to help take care of the children, while Tang Zhuyun returned to her desk, biting her pen and racking her brains to think about what she needed for disaster relief in her previous life.
In the event of a major natural disaster, a great deal of resources are needed for subsequent rescue efforts and the restoration of production and daily life.
The maidservant brought over various sliced fruits and snacks, which were then presented on a tray.
Mingzhu had a table set up on the kang (heated brick bed), and four small plates were placed in front of each child, each containing snacks and fruit, while the wet nurse tended to them.
The portion given to Wuxian was slightly different.
The fruit was cut into equal-sized pieces, and the desserts were almost identical.
Wuxian compared the size and shape of the food on his plate and was reasonably satisfied. He raised his hand to eat, but accidentally bumped into one of the dishes.
The plate fell to the ground with a crisp cracking sound.
Mingzhu looked at Wuxian, who was Wuxian, and smiled, "Don't be afraid, it's alright, Suisui is safe and sound."
The maidservant hurried forward to pick up the broken porcelain shards.
This was perfectly normal. Tang Zhuyun even reminded the maid to be careful not to cut her hand.
Wuxian looked at Mingzhu with some confusion and muttered, "Shattered, shattered..."
"Peace. Shatter, shatter, peace, safety..." Mingzhu patiently taught.
Wuxian's eyes flickered, as if he understood something.
Suddenly, he picked up a plate and threw it on the ground.
Everyone: "..."
Wuxian: "Shattered, shattered, peace."
Before anyone else could understand, Tang Zhuyun realized it first and was speechless.
She said to Mingzhu, "You said 'broken is safe,' meaning it broke twice."
Mingzhu: "... Wuxian is so smart, he knows how to count at such a young age!"
Tang Zhuyun: "..."
Your nephew is great in every way.
"That's so clever, sister-in-law! You should write a letter to your brother about this and let him be happy too."
Tang Zhuyun was about to complain when she suddenly thought of something.
She hasn't even told the Prince of Jin about this yet!
I had considered this idea before, but then I gave up on it for fear of worrying him.
However, if a natural disaster were to actually occur, causing chaos and destruction, and Xiao Ye were unable to return, how could the news possibly get out?
If others nearby find out and spread the news, how anxious and worried the Prince of Jin will be when he hears it?
Tang Zhuyun immediately picked up her pen and wrote a letter to the Prince of Jin, telling him about the matter, and had it sent out; then she wrote another letter, waiting for Xiao Ye to return.
"Your Majesty, I heard it might rain tonight," Xiu'er said anxiously as she returned from outside. "What should we do? Mr. Xu is waiting outside to see you."
"Let him in."
Unexpectedly, Mr. Xu did not directly blame Tang Zhuyun, but instead asked her in detail about the reasons.
"It looks like it's going to rain now, which might be a bit tricky," Mr. Xu said, stroking his gray beard.
"We can only grit our teeth and bear it," Tang Zhuyun said, her resolve unwavering.
Regardless of what others think, her attitude will not change.
"That boy Wen Heng has come up with an idea; Your Majesty, would you mind listening to it?"
Tang Zhuyun was immediately overjoyed. "Tell me about it."
She's been racking her brains these past few days, and now she's exhausted both physically and mentally, completely at her wit's end.