Chapter 5 — 30 Whips Change Retirement, I Take You and Leave Brilliantly

"Dong master, have you heard? The old lady actually compliments you! In the past, she always criticized you for being of low birth—"

"Only when people leave will they know it's good, it's a common disease."

I don't feel anything. Old lady Gu can praise me or scold me, it has nothing to do with me anymore.

“There's one more thing.”

Thuy Van's face changed. I raised my head to look at her.

"The crown prince sent someone to Lam An, not that little monk. It was Trieu An who came personally."

Trieu An came, I didn't see him. Let Tham Khanh Son show up and receive him a cup of tea in the lobby. Trieu An brought three things. An envelope, a silver box, a brocade box. I let Tham Khanh Son open the letter for me. This time the writing is longer than last time.

"Thanh Hoa, I know you don't want to see me, nor do you want to return my letter. But there are a few words, I have to say - Anh Nguyet, she... is not as good as you."

“Read on.”

"'She doesn't know how to manage a house, doesn't know how to read books, and doesn't know how to take care of her mother. The palace became a mess, and I now understand that the Co family has been able to live peacefully all these years, it's all thanks to her efforts. Thanh Hoa, I was wrong.'"

I took the peeled lotus seeds and placed them in Y Nhi's bowl.

“How much silver?”

Tham Khanh Son opened the box.

“Three thousand taels.”

"Received. Looks like he returned it."

“What is in the brocade box?”

Tham Khanh Son opened it. It's a white jade brooch. It was the brooch that he asked Trieu An to return to me on the day of separation, but I didn't accept it. I took a look. Tham Khanh Son went out to spread the word. Trieu An waited in the lobby for two hours, then finally left with red eyes. Thuy Van said that before leaving, he had repeatedly warned Tham Khanh Son - the prince missed the young lady and the young lady very much, and begged the young lady for a chance to meet them. I stood in the garden watering the flowers.

“Thuy Van, do you think I should meet him?”

“Shouldn't!” Thuy Van said decisively, "Dong, he would rather be beaten than retire! Now he knows he was wrong? It's too late!"

Y Nhi in the yard chased a butterfly, fell down, got up on her own, brushed off her skirt, and continued chasing. She talks about her father less and less. That's good. It's just that Co Hanh sent Trieu An here, not just to review old stories. He must have discovered something. Sure enough, the next day Tham Khanh Son came to report—before leaving, Trieu An was in Lam An to inquire about a few things. Ask who is the owner of the weaving ward. Ask about the background of number sixteen, Tu alley. Also asked about the person Tham Khanh Son.

“He is checking your identity.”

“Let him look.”

“But if he finds out about the Tham family's property—”

"What if we find out? This is my grandfather's belongings, it has nothing to do with any money related to the Co family. The retirement letter clearly states that after the separation, the two sides are no longer related."

Tham Khanh Son nodded.

“But sir, this old slave is worried about something else.”

“What?”

"If Co Hanh can find out the Tham family, then Giang Thu Nhan will also find out. That year, he destroyed the Tham family, just to swallow the entire inheritance. Now the Tham family still has descendants, and holds eight hundred thousand taels of wealth in its hands - he will not sit idly by and ignore it."

I stopped watering the flowers.

“Then we have to make the first move.”

“What do you mean?”

“Send someone to the capital to investigate someone.”

"Giang Anh Nguyet has a nanny next to her, Chu mama. I lived in the Co family for five years and met her twice. She is not an ordinary nanny. usually, but the person arranged by Giang Thu Nhan to be next to Anh Nguyet."

A ray of starlight flashed in Tham Khanh Son's eyes.

“Do you mean to start with her?”

“In that case, the dead could not be cross-examined, but the living certainly had weaknesses. A nanny has followed Giang Thu Nhan for twenty years, the things she knows are more than any records.”

The second month after settling in Lam An, business expanded more and more. The silk double-faced brocade became the most sought-after fabric in Jiangnan, and even the silk shops in the capital sent people to buy it. I did not rely on the inheritance left by my ancestors to eat, but used 300,000 taels out of 800,000, expanded three more weaving workshops, and opened two tea shops. The Chamber of Commerce in Lam An sent an invitation, inviting me to attend the banquet. Tham Khanh Son followed me. At the banquet, there were more than ten dignitaries of large and small brands in Lam An. I am the only female. On the main seat sat a young man. About twenty years old, handsome looking, wearing a dark blue brocade robe, with a leisurely demeanor. Tham Khanh Son leaned close to my ear and said in a low voice: “That is Luc Hanh Chu, the only son of Lord Luc—Governor of Jiangnan. He himself also does business and has the largest transport fleet in Lam An. This banquet was hosted by him.”