Chapter 4 — After My Father Inducted Seven Nuns, They Immediately Prepared Me A Timetable

I suddenly felt that books no longer made me sleepy. Books are like a door. Behind that door hides many things that we have never seen before.

“Was it the manager in charge of purchasing who took that silver?”

"It could also be that the store declared falsely, it could also be that the store and the buyer together made false declarations, or it could be that someone tacitly allowed it to happen."

“Who tacitly gave permission?”

Concubine Do looked at me.

“This matter must be investigated by the lady herself.”

I was silent for a while.

“Can you find out?”

“What if the search is wrong?”

“Then look again.”

“What if I offend someone else?”

Do Di Nuong smiled.

"Miss, you are the only concubine of Dinh Vien Marquis' palace. Even if you don't investigate, there will still be people who offend you."

This word is not heavy. But I understand. In the past, I always thought that as long as I didn't cause trouble, no one would come to me. But after my mother passed away, I discovered that not causing trouble just means not taking the initiative to pull the knife. That doesn't mean others won't put their swords in front of you. That night, I sat under the light looking at the books. After reading for a while, tears suddenly fell onto the page. Not out of self-pity. It's because I miss my mother. When he was alive, he always said:

"Our An Ninh just learn slowly, no need to rush."

But after you left, everyone was talking to me. Can't continue slowly anymore. After the seven concubines entered the palace, the Hau palace became much more bustling. But that excitement mainly manifested in the fact that none of them looked like an ordinary concubine. Concubine Qin practices martial arts every morning and has never worn a skirt before. The first time she forced me to stand up, I only persisted for half a week. She stood next to me, looking at me.

“What are your legs shaking?”

I gritted my teeth and replied:

“If I hadn't been shaking, it would have broken.”

“It can't be broken.”

I really couldn't stand it anymore and immediately sat down on the ground. Concubine Qin did not help me get up. She squatted down in front of me and gave me a bowl of water.

“Do you know why people must stand firm, lady?”

I rubbed my feet and replied:

“Because if you don't stand steady, you will fall.”

“Yes, but not only that.”

She looked out into the yard.

“Only when you stand firm, when others push you, will you not fall easily.”

I suddenly fell silent. She continued:

"A powerful tongue may not be truly powerful. First, don't soften your feet."

I asked softly:

“Miss Qin, have you often been pushed by others before?”

She was startled a bit. Then burst out laughing.

“When pressing the target, what day is there when someone doesn't push it?

Bandits push, people in the same profession also push, even the target's employer sometimes pushes. Everyone wants to get some benefit from you. If you can't stand firm, then you can only let others push you." I looked at the horse whip at her waist.

“So what happens after that?”

“Then we learned how to push back.”

Her tone was extremely calm. But hearing it in my ears made my heart heat up in waves... Concubine Lieu taught me how to talk. In the first lesson, she asked me to sit across from her.

“Miss, if someone says that she lost her mother at a young age, it's true poor. How will you respond?”

“Thank you for your concern?”

Concubine Liu shook her head. I think for a moment.

“I'm not pitiful.”

She still shook her head.

“Too stiff, like you're angry.”

“So what should I say?”

Concubine Lieu picked up the tea cup and said slowly:

“Say: Thank you for your concern. My mother taught me very well when she was alive, and my life now is not bad."

We repeat once. She nodded.

“Speaking like that, you can receive the other person's words and mention your mother. If the other person continues to say that you are pitiful, then that person is unreasonable."

I feel extremely new.

“Does it have to be so thoughtful when talking?”

Concubine Liu laughed.

“What if not? Knives can hurt people, words can too. Is it true that every time someone verbally stabs you, you run back to your room crying?”

I blushed a bit.