Forcing me to become a concubine? Remarrying the Ninth Prince, she'll be pregnant all over the

"Your idea..."

Lin Wantang didn't finish her sentence, but suddenly laughed.

Her smile was faint, neither mocking Chunhen nor ridiculing Yong'an.

Lin Wantang was laughing at herself. So Chunhen and Qiuying were wondering why she wasn't jealous or on guard, and even wanted to push Wei Wujiu to Yong'an?

Chunhen bowed deeply and said again, "Miss, I was being a little too cautious, but since the master is alone with the princess in the palace, what if the princess has any ulterior motives..."

Even if Wei Wuji is a eunuch and may not be capable of sexual relations, if Yong'an were to have such thoughts and slightly undress, the princess's reputation would be tarnished. At that point, even if the emperor was unwilling and Grand Tutor Lin was deeply troubled, he would have no choice but to accept the marriage as a secondary wife.

We can't just let Yong'an's reputation be humiliated and leave it unattended, can we? We also can't let a princess like her marry into the family as a concubine.

Lin Wantang thought about all this, but still smiled faintly: "It's good to be wary, but I think that always being on guard against others is a bit timid and overly suspicious, isn't it?"

"I don't think I'm particularly magnanimous, but if the Governor takes a few more concubines after the marriage, as long as the Governor makes it clear to me beforehand, I have no reason not to allow it."

Lin Wantang was speaking from the heart. When she was at home, although her father and Chen were deeply in love, he also had two concubines and four mistresses. It was not uncommon for men in the royal family and nobility to have maids in their homes who were educated in sexual matters when they were teenagers.

If a legitimate daughter raised by a prestigious family doesn't have this much tolerance, then she is disgracing the family's reputation.

Lin Wantang moved to sit down, picked up a brush and rinsed it in the inkstone, then said, "The princess is of noble status and should not be underestimated. I believe the governor is a man of great principle and will not put me or my father in a difficult position. Go and inform the governor."

Chunhen moved her lips, but ultimately could not persuade him any further. She could only glance at Qiuying, accept the order, and leave.

Qiu Ying ran to Mo Zhai and relayed the matter to Jiang Fulu. But when Jiang Fulu entered the courtyard, Wei Wujiu had just finished practicing his swordplay and was bathing in the hot spring, covered in sweat.

His cold, handsome face was like a painting; he was leaning against it, eyes closed, resting.

Knowing it was Jiang Fulou from the footsteps, Wei Wujiu didn't open his eyes and said calmly, "What is it, sir?"

"Reporting to Your Excellency, Eunuch Hua from the palace has sent a message to Miss Lin..."

Jiang Fulu repeated the original statement again.

Wei Wujiu listened without saying a word, not even moving his closed eyes. He was still thinking about the corruption case in Luzhou. Recently, he had discovered a long-standing miscarriage of justice, which was about someone who had come to the capital to beat the drum and appeal to the prefect to investigate the case.

This case should be the first opportunity to expose corruption.

He originally intended to intervene, but today the prefect reported that the person who had complained had died suddenly, and the whereabouts of the people involved were also unknown. The prefect was still trying to find out the reason.

With the thread about to break, and the deadline given to Wei Wujiu by the emperor for investigation imminent, the situation was becoming increasingly urgent.

Wei Wujiu was preoccupied with these concerns and had no time to consider the princess's feelings. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes, his gaze deep and unfathomable, clearly displeased: "Let's not worry about it for now, we'll discuss it later."

Jiang Fulu nodded in agreement, noticing Wei Wujiu's heavy heart, and dared not add to his worries. He smiled and said, "My lord, you have a profound understanding and exceptional insight. These past few days, I have followed your instructions and explained to Miss Lin the various matters concerning the manor, the estate, and so on. Guess what happened?"

Wei Wujiu had no interest in guessing, so he remained silent.

Jiang Fulu continued, "Miss Lin is truly intelligent and quick-witted. She can memorize so many account books after just one glance. She is also fair in rewarding and punishing. Now, everyone in the manor speaks highly of Miss Lin and hopes that she will marry the master soon and become the rightful mistress of our Jingyuan!"

Wei Wujiu was distracted and, after listening for a long time, only remembered one sentence: "photographic memory".

He poked at a pool of warm spring water, then wiped his face with his hand: "She has this ability?"

"Indeed! In my humble opinion, it's a pity that Miss Lin is a woman. Otherwise, if she had passed the imperial examination, she would surely have risen to a high position in the court. With her talent and ambition, she could easily have become a renowned minister!"

Jiang Fulu wasn't just boasting. He had just heard Qiu Ying recount that an unmarried woman could allow her husband to be alone with a woman she admired, even knowing that the other woman might cause trouble. She could still prioritize the bigger picture and be tolerant and forgiving. This was enough to show her character and magnanimity, and she was destined for great things in the future.

Wei Wujiu listened with some agreement, nodding slightly, and casually said, "Women are fearless too, but Father-in-law, what do you think... if my suspicions about her are unfounded, could she help me plan my grand scheme?"

"Oh, this..."

Jiang Fulou, thinking of that extremely important matter, panicked slightly, but after a long while, he cautiously shook his head: "No, sir, you must not open your heart to her completely yet. If things suddenly change, all your years of forbearance will be in vain!"

"That's exactly what you mean, Father-in-law. Let's see."

Wei Wujiu brushed it off with a single sentence, then reached out and took the handkerchief offered by Jiang Fulu to wipe his face. Immediately, he heard the sound of a 'cuckoo'.

Then a black dove took flight, and Jiang Fulu quickly stood on tiptoe and raised his arm, letting the black dove land. He then took out a small bamboo tube from his ankle and poured out a letter.

"The gambling den's undercover agents are well-protected; this must be a serious matter. Please take a look, sir."

As Jiang Fulu spoke, he presented the letter.

Wei Wujiu remained calm, took the document with one hand, and slowly unfolded it. The writing on it was extremely small, containing only a few words.

The luminous pearl was stolen, and the tribute was robbed.

After reading it, Wei Wujiu showed nothing unusual. He then handed the letter to Jiang Fulu for a look, before slowly getting up, putting on his long robe, and walking gracefully into the room.

Jiang Fulou followed closely behind, burning the letter by candlelight: "My lord, this tribute is supposed to be sent from Luzhou to the capital soon? And now it's been suddenly robbed, and the luminous pearl has been stolen... what are we to do?!"

The gambling den, located in the outskirts of the capital, was specifically tasked with gathering intelligence on the secrets of various regional princes and officials for Wei Wujiu. They would investigate thoroughly beforehand and report back to Wei Wujiu immediately, allowing him to make early preparations.

Meanwhile, corruption had already been exposed in Luzhou, and the prefect Li Huaimin had been arrested and placed under house arrest. Before the Eastern Depot could find any clues, the tribute from Luzhou was robbed on its way to the capital, and the important tribute item, the luminous pearl, was lost.

If the emperor found out, he would be furious and would punish the Eastern Depot for negligence and dereliction of duty, since the Embroidered Uniform Guard was responsible for escorting tributes from various regions.

But Wei Wujiu didn't consider how to avoid punishment for the moment. He stopped and let Jiang Fulu wipe his hair. His gloomy eyes looked at the clean ground and he said with a deep look in them: "This is too strange. There must be something fishy going on."

Who is behind all this, and what are their intentions?