Chapter 15 — The day they married into the National Palace, I personally tore apart their dignity

Enough to say it all. Someone proactively offered the best seat. Some people pour tea themselves. Someone brought breakfast in front of me again. A smiling lady said:

"The Duke's wife is indeed young and talented."

"I heard that this time the Ninh Quoc Cong palace can overturn the old verdict, and the lady also contributed a lot of effort."

I raised my teacup and smiled faintly.

"Just doing what should be done."

The other person smiled even more awkwardly. Everyone understands in their hearts. Without me. Don't talk about inheriting the title. I'm afraid Ninh Quoc Cong's palace will soon be destroyed. At that moment, a young lady sitting opposite suddenly spoke.

"I once heard a story."

The flower hall immediately became quiet. She looked at me, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"I heard that when Mrs. Quoc Cong first married into the palace, she was forced to accept a concubine."

Just finished speaking. The smiles on many people's faces immediately stiffened. Someone bowed their head. Someone pretended to drink tea. Someone looked away. No one dared to open their mouth. They are all waiting to see how I will answer. We look at the surface of the water in the tea cup. Thin tea steam slowly rose up. A moment later, I raised my head. The corners of his lips still maintained a calm smile.

"It's an old story."

Just three words. The entire flower hall fell into silence again. No one expected me to answer so lightly. No blame. No resentment. Don't take the opportunity to make anyone lose face. An old lady sighed softly.

"The Duke's wife has a generous heart."

I just laugh. When I returned to the palace, my grandmother was waiting for me in the main hall. She wore a light gray outfit and her gray hair seemed to be much more gray than before. As soon as she saw me, she slowly stood up. There is no longer the majesty of the old days. There is no longer the coldness and harshness like when we first met. She looked at her mother standing behind her. Mama immediately walked over carrying a wooden tray. On the tray lay a heavy set of brass keys. Next to it are all the government's books and the housekeeper's seal. My grandmother looked at me for a long time. Finally, he slowly spoke up.

"From today onwards."

"Spending."

"Leave everything to me."

We look at the things on the tray. This is the power that many women in the royal family fight for all their lives. I reached out my hand to receive it. Very calm movements. Didn't seem happy at all. Also not intentionally humble. Because I know. This is not something someone else gives us. This is something we gradually gain for ourselves. She looked at me for a long time then nodded slightly. There was no longer any opposition in her eyes. Only a very soft sigh remained. The news that the housekeeper changed hands quickly spread throughout the palace. By afternoon, all the servants had voluntarily changed their way of addressing themselves. No one ran to ask for instructions from the hospital or Tham Nghien Chi. All matters big and small are brought straight to our hospital. Even Tham Nghien Chi, after returning from court, just looked at the set of keys placed on the table and smiled.

"You got it?"

"Do you mind?"

"So why do you still accept?"

I closed the notebook in my hand and calmly looked at him.

"Because from today onwards."

"Outsiders only know Quoc Cong as you."

"But people in the government."

"We will know who is the real owner."

Half a year later, Ninh Quoc Cong palace was completely stable. The books in the government were reorganized from the beginning, old administrators with problems were replaced, and truly capable people were replaced. is retained. The shops and lands that were secretly gutted by Administrator Chu also gradually restored business. Every day, the number of tasks presented to us is so great that they pile up. But compared to the first days of marrying into the government, now things are different. No one dares to intentionally hide it anymore. No one will think that I am just a young lady who can arbitrarily deceive. That morning, I went out to check a fabric store in the south of the city. That store was originally my dowry, but last year the manager was secretly changed by someone in the government, and the monthly profit became less and less. After we regained management rights, we discovered that the business was not at a loss, but that the old manager had joined hands with outside merchants, used low prices to sell good fabrics and then split the difference. We changed people, adjusted prices, and hired two more skilled weavers. In just a few months, the store began to make a profit again. After reviewing the books, I did not immediately return to the palace but told the carriage to go slowly through the next street. To the south of the main building are craft shops.