Chapter 24 — Brother Poinsettia Forced Me to Replace Him as Official

I smiled.

"It's late."

He suffered even more. The next morning. The court bell rang throughout the capital. Tham Tri Hanh hugged the blanket, curled up on the bed, resolutely refusing to open his eyes. The servant stood outside the door advising him until his mouth was dry.

"Sir, it's time to go to court."

His desperate voice echoed in the room:

"Tell your majesty, I am dead."

The servant was silent. At that moment, a familiar gentle voice rang out outside the door.

"Master Shen."

"It's time for court."

The room immediately became quiet. A moment later, Tham Tri Hanh gritted his teeth and said:

"Bui Dien Chi, what are you doing here?"

Bui Dien Chi's voice is still as gentle as before.

"According to Your Majesty's edict, come and invite Lord Tham to come to court."

The sound of something heavy falling to the ground was heard in the room. Then came my brother's indignant scream:

"I regret it!"

"I really regret it!"

I stood outside in the yard, holding back laughter until my shoulders were shaking. The morning sun fell on the roof of Tham Phu. The wind blows through the cinnamon tree in the yard. Cinnamon flowers bloom again this year and are very fragrant. I suddenly remembered the first day my brother pulled me out of the blanket, put on an official hat and official uniform, and tremblingly walked into the palace. At that time I just thought, I'm done. Who would have thought that such a wild play would eventually lead us to our own path. I am no longer the shadow of Tham Tri Hanh. She is no longer a woman who can only hide behind the curtain and listen to others decide her life. I am Tham Tri Y. The first female mandarin of Dai Ky. Bui Dien Chi's wife. And the person who made my brother Poinsettia forever remember the days when someone replaced him in court. Thinking of this, I finally couldn't hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. In the room, Tham Tri Hanh was still screaming:

"Oh my god, give me back my sister!"

Outside the door, Bui Dien Chi slowly said:

"Lord Shen, if it's any longer late, His Majesty will send a royal physician to bring silver needles."

Right after that, the room door opened. Tham Tri Hanh dressed in official uniform and ran out at the fastest speed of his life. That mythical drama seems to have truly ended here. But our laughter still seems to echo forever in the courtyard filled with the scent of cinnamon flowers that year. (SIDE STORY 1 THREE YEARS WAITING FOR SOMEONE) I first met Tham Tri Y three years ago. At that time, my father asked me to go with him to Tham residence. He said, the Tham family has a young lady, the twin sister of the poacher Lang Tham Tri Hanh. Although not as famous as her brother, her family background is clean and virtuous. If she can become friends with the Tham family, it is also considered a good thing. I'm not interested. That year, I had just received Dai Ly Temple not long ago. In the capital, people have started calling me a crazy dog. I prosecute without respect to anyone. If you encounter a greedy official, you will bite him. When meeting a noble person, he bites. Meeting people who think they can use their status to suppress the law, I bite even harder. In the eyes of many people, I don't look like a rich man, so I should seek marriage. I'm like someone who should be locked up in Dai Ly Temple, facing records, testimonies, and murders all my life. So before going to Tham Palace, I just thought I was going for a formality. Until we passed the long corridor behind the main street, we saw a figure behind the screen. She stood very still. But the shadow printed on the screen betrayed her. When my father and Mr. Tham spoke When it came to marriage, the shadow tilted its head slightly. When Mr. Tham said that she was still young and didn't want to kiss her, the shadow clearly stopped for a moment. She breathed a sigh of relief. So light that normal people absolutely cannot hear it. But I heard it. At that moment, I suddenly felt very interesting. A normal noble lady, hearing her father refuse a good marriage, should be shy, or at least uneasy. But she is different. She breathed a sigh of relief. It's like just avoiding a disaster. I sat in the main hall, holding a cup of tea, the corner of my lips unconsciously curled up. It turns out that this Miss Tham family does not want someone else to decide her marriage. Then, when leaving Tham residence, I met her again. She stood under the cinnamon tree in the yard, holding half a piece of cinnamon flower cake in her hand, seriously telling her maid that the next time she bought a cake with more honey, the one today was a bit dry. As soon as she finished speaking, she realized I was looking at her. In the blink of an eye, she immediately regained her expression, bowed her head and bowed, her appearance so dignified that it was impossible to find fault. But we have seen it. See her lively eyes. Seeing her secretly eating cake. Also saw the moment when she pretended to be obedient but still hid a bit of disapproval in her eyes. At that time I thought. If you really have to marry someone. So this person. Maybe not bad. Unfortunately, the marriage was refused. My father felt embarrassed and sighed a few times on the way home. I don't feel sorry. If she doesn't want to. So don't force it. Dai Ly himself taught me something. Any statements forced out are unreliable. The same goes for love. So we won't mention that again.