In Tingfengyuan, Cheng Beizheng directed the others with great enthusiasm.
Yu Xiaoyun watched the large items being carried out and asked, "Beizheng, what are you doing?"
"Nothing much. Mosang doesn't like the furniture in this courtyard. I plan to get her a new set."
"Who is Mosang?"
"A special guest. Mother, don't worry about it. It's best if you avoid her too."
"What? In my own home, you want me to avoid someone?" Yu Xiaoyun looked at her son as if she didn't know him. He was once clueless, but now that he'd woken up, he didn't even seem to see his mother.
What kind of daughter-in-law was so haughty that she dared to tell her mother-in-law to avoid her?
Cheng Beizheng's head throbbed. "It's hard to explain in a moment. When Father returns tonight, I'll tell you all together." He really had a screw loose for bringing her home. There were so many other houses outside; it would have been better to find one for Mosang to live in.
Compared to Cheng Beizheng's gloomy mood, Mosang was much more at ease. She wasn't particularly surprised to have someone serve her bath, but having someone dry her hair after washing was incredibly satisfying, not to mention having someone do her laundry.
She lay comfortably on the bed and fell into a deep sleep in the blink of an eye.
Imperial Palace. Imperial Study
After Emperor Changwu inquired about the situation in Shanxi, he immediately issued a decree, transferring Cheng Beiyu to the Censorate. "Xiao Qi said you are loyal and upright. It's a waste for you to be a prefect out there. You should be in the Censorate, advocating for the people."
Actually, Situ Yan's original words went far beyond this: "It will save those old men inside from having too much free time, bothering people with trivial matters every day, and constantly picking on the royal family."
Cheng Beiyu knew he would be promoted when he returned to the capital, but he hadn't expected to be promoted two levels. Even more surprising was that the Emperor also granted him a residence, on the grounds that his father had declared he had long severed their father-son relationship, and the Emperor was worried he would have nowhere to go...
This imperial favor was truly immense. Cheng Beiyu was still a little dazed after leaving the palace.
His attendant, Dachuan, waited for him with the carriage outside. He got in and said, "Go to Wangfujing first."
The residence granted by the Emperor was there.
Dachuan seemed hesitant. "But sir, Dahe just reported that Miss Mosang encountered Young Master Beizheng at Ruiwangfu and has already returned to the Cheng residence with him. I think, perhaps you should go and explain yourself."
It was a good thing to suddenly have a beautiful wife, but that wife was full of poisons. She was not as pure and kind as she appeared.
Cheng Beiyu was annoyed. "Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on her and stop her from running around?"
Dachuan looked innocent. "Sir, when that little ancestor wants to go, how dare we stop her?" A flick of her wrist and a puff of powder could make someone itch so much that they'd want to scratch themselves raw.
"Forget it, forget it. Let's go to Ruiwangfu first."
Prince Rui was not there, and he had to give Prince Rui's Consort an explanation.
Thus, Lu Nianfu welcomed her third guest of the day – Cheng Beiyu, who had just returned from Shanxi.
Cheng Beiyu explained the entire situation and then rushed to find Cheng Beizheng. Although Mosang was sweet and lovely, her temper was certainly not good. If she were angered, his cousin might not be in mortal danger, but he would certainly be frightened.
On his first day back in the capital, Cheng Beiyu almost ran himself ragged, but when he finally returned to the newly bestowed residence and lay down to rest, he felt incredibly relaxed.
The troublesome Miss Mosang had run off on her own the very first day.
The even more troublesome father-son issue had the Emperor's intervention. In the future, he would no longer have to worry about his father using filial obedience to demand he do this or that. He had to admit that even as stubborn as he was, he experienced the benefits of having someone look out for him.
It was just that… was Prince Rui a bit too favored?
With a single sentence, he was placed in the Censorate. Hadn't that guy just returned to the capital not long ago?
With Cheng Beiyu's assurance, Lu Nianfu was somewhat relieved, but she was unsure how to face Cheng Beizheng.
She never expected her husband to actually use Young Master San as a favor to repay his life-saving debt. This matter, from any angle, seemed like an attempt to suppress a rival. Hmm, she would prepare a generous gift tomorrow to apologize.
Hmm, she couldn't forget Miss Mosang's gift of thanks either.
Regardless, for saving Situ Yan's life, she would thank her for the rest of her life.