My chat group is full of female losers - Chapter 295: Elegy in a Dream

My chat group is full of female losers

Chapter 295: Elegy in a Dream
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Chapter 295: Elegy in a Dream (Part )

The next morning.

Chu Lu walked out slowly from the depths of the sky prison, looking a little tired.

It can only be said that Li Zhu is worthy of being the head of the company. He has an extremely strong willpower. Even when faced with a correction value of 55 points, he was able to fight back stubbornly, so much so that Chu Lu had to struggle for an entire night before he broke through his psychological defenses.

Of course, the rewards from the successful conclusion of the story line are also good. First of all, the correction value has increased by five points, and now it has reached sixty points. Secondly, we have obtained information about the remaining two heads of the department.

One of the two was Zhou Ming, the head of the Treasury. He had long been embezzling money by tampering with the treasury accounts and forging expenditure records. Every once in a while, he would take advantage of the dark night and the high winds to put a large amount of treasury silver into special boxes, and then transport it out of the palace through a secret passage that had been dug for a long time to subsidize the underworld forces behind him.

The other person was the director of the Imperial Observatory, Wang Gaoyuan.

The positions of these two heads of departments were so high that Chu Lu couldn't help but complain after learning about it: "This palace is about to be infiltrated like a sieve."

"Qin Su." Chu Lu asked as he walked towards the bedroom: "How many correction points are needed to deal with these two people?"

Qin Su's tone was as steady as ever: "Wang Gaoyuan's score is a bit high, so don't consider it for now. As for Zhou Ming, with your current correction value, the gap is not big to deal with him perfectly. Just increase it by three points."

"Really?" Chu Lu said in surprise.

"Yes." Qin Su nodded, and continued: "And after successfully dealing with Zhou Ming and Wang Gaoyuan, the two chiefs, and then finding a way to find and deal with the last Tianshu, your correction value will be completely maxed out. At that time, you don't need to worry about anything, just kill everyone in your way."

"So there are only three left?" Chu Lu asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Not really. I have also included the heroines who might cause trouble during this period. Otherwise, the number would probably be a little worse." Qin Su replied.

"Oh, that's fine." As he spoke, Chu Lu suddenly yawned uncontrollably.

Then the fatigue brought by a sleepless night came over me like a tide.

Qin Su saw this and said, "Chu Lu, you should take a rest."

"Yeah." Chu Lu felt more and more sleepy, so he nodded and quickened his pace.

After returning to his bedroom, he took off his coat and lay down on the bed. After a while, his breathing became long and his expression became peaceful.

However, this peace did not last long.

In a daze, he felt himself being dragged and falling into a cold, dark, endless sea.

The feeling of falling suddenly woke Chu Lu up, but his mind was awake, and his body was still motionless. He was shocked and confused at first, not knowing what was going on, until the next moment a light spot appeared in front of him, and he suddenly reacted.

It was the same bizarre dream from last time, and it came again.

After he understood, he calmed down. Based on his last experience, he knew that he couldn't get rid of this dream, so he could only watch the dream content and wake up naturally.

——In that case, just watch and see what tricks it will come up with this time.

After making up his mind, Chu Lu quietly watched the scene unfolding before him.

The light lit up and turned into a picture, still from the perspective of the puppet Xie Mingshu.

She was tied to the top of a cabinet, unable to move, and could only stretch her neck as far as she could to look down.

Outside the window, the sky was slightly bright. In the bedroom, the fake Xie Mingshu had already woken up. She sat up from the bed, her small figure exuding a sense of understanding that was totally inconsistent with her young age. She looked at her own little hands, and the corners of her mouth curled up with an ambiguous arc, as if she was examining a novel but not very high-end toy.

Then she seemed to have seen enough, got out of bed, dressed herself, and combed her hair.

Not long after, Ling came in and saw that her daughter had already gotten up. She couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Shu'er, why did you get up so early today?"

After saying that, he stepped forward to help straighten his clothes.

The fake Xie Mingshu avoided her hand and said in a commanding tone: "No need, I can do it myself. Do you really need someone else to help you with such a small matter?"

Ling's hands froze in mid-air. Thinking of her daughter's coldness and alienation in the past few days, her heart ached again, but she still forced a smile on her face and said in a warm voice, "Okay, hurry up and wash up. Mother has asked someone to prepare your favorite sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings. After breakfast, mother will take you to the private school."

The fake Xie Mingshu snorted as a response.

Before leaving, the fake Xie Mingshu suddenly walked to the cabinet, untied the puppet Xie Mingshu who was tied there, and picked it up in her hand.

"Oh, where did this little puppet come from? It's really exquisite." Ling was a little surprised, but seeing that her daughter liked it, she didn't ask any more questions and just thought it was a new toy found by a servant.

Most of the noble families had private schools, where they invited respected scholars to teach. In addition to the direct descendants of the family, some outstanding descendants of the side branches of the clan were also allowed to come and study. However, the girls were not in the same classroom with the boys. Their school was on the other side, and what they learned was not the Five Classics and Six Arts, but mostly the Four Books for Women such as "Instructions for Women" and "The Analects of Women", supplemented by the skills of playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, and housekeeping, so that they could be good wives and help their husbands and raise children in the future.

Although the fake Xie Mingshu behaved strangely, she was not opposed to going to school.

The Xie family's private school was located in a rather secluded courtyard on the east side of the mansion. Ling personally escorted the fake Xie Mingshu there. The fake Xie Mingshu was still holding the puppet Xie Mingshu carelessly in her hand. The puppet Xie Mingshu was dizzy and cursed in her heart.

After passing through several corridors and bypassing a small rockery, we arrived at the courtyard where the private school was located. The courtyard was paved with bluestone and had a few green banana leaves, which looked quiet and elegant. The sound of a man reading aloud could be heard faintly from the main room, while the girls' school was set up in a slightly smaller porch on the west side. At this moment, the windows of the porch were closed and the situation inside could not be seen.

Ling stopped at the entrance of the aisle, squatted down, and carefully tidied up the slightly messy hair and collar of the fake Xie Mingshu. She said softly, "Shu'er, when you go in, you must listen to the teacher carefully and don't argue with your classmates, understand?"

The fake Xie Mingshu nodded without comment, but her eyes drifted elsewhere, obviously not taking her mother's advice to heart.

Seeing this, Ling sighed in her heart, but there was nothing she could do. She could only give a few more instructions and watched her daughter push the door and walk in. Then she turned around and left with some worry.

The fake Xie Mingshu entered the school carrying the doll.

There were already seven or eight girls of similar age sitting in the hall, all of them from the Xie clan. They were either gathered in groups of three or four, talking and laughing in low voices, or sitting alone, flipping through books. When the fake Xie Mingshu came in, there was a moment of silence in the hall, and several eyes were cast over at once, with a bit of curiosity, a bit of inquiry, and a bit of subtle vigilance. Obviously, the great achievements of the fake Xie Mingshu a few days ago had already spread throughout these small circles.

The fake Xie Mingshu turned a blind eye and walked straight to an empty seat by the window and sat down. She threw the Xie Mingshu puppet onto the table and started to stare blankly at herself.

The puppet Xie Mingshu was knocked unconscious, but she could only grit her teeth secretly. She looked around. The school was elegantly decorated, with all nanmu tables and chairs, and a few pictures of ladies and maxims on learning hung on the walls. The air was filled with a faint scent of ink. Everything was similar to the scene when she remembered studying at home.

"Sister Mingshu is here today too?" A girl in a yellow dress and buns was the first to break the silence, speaking with a cautious smile. She was the concubine of the third room, and her name was Xie Mingzhen.

The fake Xie Mingshu didn't even raise her eyelids.

Xie Mingzhen hit a snag, looked a little embarrassed, and sat back down awkwardly. Seeing this, the other girls were even more reluctant to approach her and talk to her.

Soon, a slight sound of footsteps was heard from outside the door. The hall instantly became quiet, and the girls all sat up straight with solemn expressions.

An old man in his fifties, wearing a blue cloth gown and a square scarf on his head, with a thin face and a goatee, walked in slowly. He was the teacher of Xie's girls' school, surnamed Wang, and was said to be an old scholar who had retired and was well-known for his knowledge and conduct in the local area.

The teacher walked to the podium and stood still, scanning the hall. Seeing that everyone was present, he cleared his throat and said loudly, "Today, we will continue to talk about "Female Rules"..."

His voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable majesty. The girls all lowered their heads and listened respectfully, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

The teacher opened the book and began to explain, shaking his head, the various rules that a woman must abide by after getting married, from visiting her parents-in-law in the morning and evening to serving them, managing the household chores and getting along with her sisters-in-law. He quoted from classics and explained in great detail and with many rules and regulations, which was very tedious.

"......All of the above are the duties of a wife. Ladies, have you remembered them? Do you have any questions?" The teacher asked habitually after finishing a paragraph.

He had just said it casually, but the fake Xie Mingshu in the hall seemed to have seized the opportunity. A morbid light of excitement flashed in her eyes. She raised her hand lazily, and said in a provocative voice: "I do. Since there are so many rules for getting married, why do you still want to get married?"

As soon as she said this, the whole room fell silent. The girls in her class stared at her in amazement, as if they were looking at some monster.

The Master was also stunned, then he smiled and gently explained: "Men should get married when they are old enough, and women should get married when they are old enough. This is the natural law."

"Oh? It's natural?" The fake Xie Mingshu tilted her head, with a playful expression on her face that said "I want to hear your excuses." "Wolves on the grassland don't have such rules. Are they not natural laws? Could it be that the laws of nature are divided into different levels, and only pick on the weak ones?"

After saying this, the fake Xie Mingshu felt filled with a sense of superiority.

I am different from other women. I am born to question and rebel. I feel disgusted by all the rules of this world and have a strong desire to destroy them.

Independent and sober, noble and smart!"Wolves on the grassland?" The Master couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He just thought it was just a child's nonsense, so he wasn't angry, and didn't take it seriously. He just said jokingly, "The reason why humans are different from animals is that they know etiquette and follow the rules. This is the natural law of being human. If you think you are an animal, then you really don't need these rules."

The fake Xie Mingshu's playful smile froze when she heard this. When had she ever been humiliated like this? She wanted to refute immediately, but she was speechless for a moment, not knowing where to start, and her little face suddenly turned red.

"Pfft-"

Someone in the hall couldn't help laughing first, and then, as if it was contagious, the other girls also laughed quietly, covering their sleeves. The whole hall was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere. They were usually intimidated by the majesty of the teacher and the reservedness of the boudoir girls. How could they have ever seen such an interesting scene?Especially Xie Mingzhen, who had been treated coldly before, laughed the loudest.

The laughter that came one after another was extremely harsh. The fake Xie Mingshu felt her face burning with shame and anger, and her eyes, which originally had no warmth, instantly ignited with rage.

She suddenly jumped up from her seat, roared, overturned the table, and rushed to the podium in a few steps, her face full of ferocity.

"Old man! How dare you laugh at me!"

She cursed angrily and overturned the ruler and books placed in front of the teacher. Then, she burst out with incredible power, and her two small fists hit the teacher like raindrops without any rules.

The master was old and lived a life of luxury. How could he have seen such a scene? He was so frightened by the sudden crazy behavior of the fake Xie Mingshu that he stepped back repeatedly, exclaiming: "Rebellion! Rebellion! You bad disciple! How dare you do this!"

He tried to block with his arms, but the fake Xie Mingshu attacked quickly and fiercely, with great strength, and the teacher's clothes were disheveled and he looked miserable, and the scarf on his head was even knocked askew.

She became more and more excited as she fought, and a hint of scarlet appeared at the corners of her eyes.

The women in the hall were horrified and screamed one after another. The laughter from before had long disappeared, replaced by fear. Some of the timid ones covered their faces and cried. The evil women who had only been seen in the stories and plays were now being played out in front of them!After a while, the teacher was beaten to death.

Seeing that the other party was almost out of breath, she snorted coldly, with a hint of morbid satisfaction, and stopped. She turned around, and with her fierce eyes, she fiercely glanced at the frightened women in front of her, and asked: "Who else dares to laugh at me?"

Everyone was silent and trembling, no one dared to speak.

Seeing this, the fake Xie Mingshu snorted with pride again, as if she had won a great victory. She bent down to pick up the puppet Xie Mingshu that she had thrown on the ground, without even looking at the books scattered on the ground, she turned around and walked away swaggeringly, not even taking the book bag.

After a while, the fake Xie Mingshu came back.

Ling was in the room doing things. Seeing her daughter coming back angrily from outside, she was startled and asked quickly, "Shu'er, what happened? Who made you unhappy?"

"I won't go to the private school anymore." The fake Xie Mingshu said this and lay down on her own, crossing her legs casually, with a lazy and unrestrained posture.

Ling was horrified, but seeing that the fake Xie Mingshu was still angry, she did not dare to ask any more questions for fear of being beaten to death by her. She tried to comfort her softly and ordered someone to heat up the osmanthus dumplings that she had not finished eating in the morning and bring them over.

Seeing the fake Xie Mingshu picked up the spoon and ate slowly, he quietly waved to the old woman who had just returned from the private school and asked in a low voice what was going on.

After learning the whole story from the old woman, Ling felt dizzy. She walked to her daughter and asked softly, "Shu'er, why did you talk back to the teacher today?"

"I didn't." Fake Xie Mingshu put down the spoon, raised her head, and said confidently, "I just asked him a question. He is stupid and boring, so he can't answer it."

"Don't dare say that again." Ling was still frightened. "If someone else heard it, they would say that our daughter of the Xie family is ignorant of etiquette and has no manners."

"Why?" Fake Xie Mingshu's eyes were full of anger and she asked back in a commanding tone, "Is that nonsense he said something about treasure?"

The puppet Xie Mingshu was held in her hand. Listening to all this, she was already bubbling with jealousy when she saw her mother being so gentle to her. She couldn't help but mutter in her heart: "Why else? Beating someone when you can't win an argument is simply shameful. If it gets out, people will say that the Xie family has a corrupt family tradition, has no way of educating their daughter, and has raised a crazy shrew!!"

After muttering, she was secretly puzzled. This fake Xie Mingshu had done so many absurd things in the Xie family, even daring to hit the old lady, why was there no consequence at all? Was everyone stupid?It’s a pity that the puppet Xie Mingshu doesn’t have the aura of the group leader. If she had, she would understand why just by taking a look at the fake Xie Mingshu.

Even at this moment, the halo of the heroine behind the fake Xie Mingshu is as dazzling as the sun.

At this time, the fake Xie Mingshu said to Ling word by word: "I can say whatever I want to say! I can do whatever I want to do! Who dares to control me? Who is qualified to control me? My mouth, my hands, I can do whatever I want!"

The puppet Xie Mingshu was thinking in her heart: "Only you have this ability. In this world, from peddlers to the emperor, I'm afraid no one is as powerful as you!"

Ling was upset by her daughter's words, but she still patiently coaxed her, "Good child, I'm not stopping you from talking, but I want you to know the occasion, and you can't... you can't hurt others without thinking."

The fake Xie Mingshu sneered sharply, as if she had heard a huge joke, with a hint of amusement in her eyes.

"Why are you doing this?" Ling was puzzled. She could not see any admiration in her daughter's eyes, as if she had completely lost her daughter's love at some unknown time. She tried hard to think about what she had done wrong to make her daughter become like this.

But the fake Xie Mingshu looked at her straight, her tone full of disgust: "I don't like a mother like you."

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Ling's heart hard!

The puppet Xie Mingshu was the first to disagree. If she wasn’t just a puppet at the moment, she would have jumped up and pointed at the fake Xie Mingshu’s nose and scolded: “Stop talking nonsense! A Niang is the best A Niang in the world. How has she ever let you down? How can you say that about her?!”

Tears welled up in Ling's eyes quickly, and she seemed to be on the verge of collapse. Fake Xie Mingshu did not apologize at all, and she even retorted: "You are too weak, like a bird trapped in a cage. It was like this last time, and it is the same this time. You only know how to follow those useless rules and cry. You don't take me to heart at all, and you don't care about me at all."

Hearing this, Ling couldn't hold back any longer, tears burst out, she choked and said, "No... it's not like that, Shu'er, mother cares about you, how could mother not care about you? What do you want mother to do for you to believe? Do you want mother to dig out this heart and show it to you, so that you will believe it?"

"Your heart? Hahaha." Fake Xie Mingshu laughed out loud, "What do I need your heart for? Your heart is worthless! What I need is for you to stand by me and support me unconditionally. No matter what I do, whether it's right or wrong, you must support me unwaveringly! Be my sword, my shield, and not a useless person who can only cry!"

Ling seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw and nodded quickly: "Mother will! Mother will definitely support you! Shu'er, no matter what you do, mother will support you!"

When the fake Xie Mingshu heard this, a hint of expectation flashed in her eyes, and she smiled maliciously and said, "Okay. If I ask you to kill your dear husband, will you agree?"

The color on Ling's face instantly faded away. She looked at her daughter in horror, and could hardly believe her ears. Her father treated her and her with such deep affection and loyalty, and had never done anything to let them down. How could her daughter say such a thing? She shook her head subconsciously.

Seeing this, the light of expectation in the fake Xie Mingshu's eyes suddenly extinguished, replaced by a thick jealousy and viciousness. She sneered and cursed "useless thing", then said nothing more and got up and left.

The matter was soon brought to the attention of the old lady. Although she still had lingering fears about her granddaughter because of the last incident, she was still furious when she heard that she had openly beaten the teacher in the school. She slammed the table and said, "She is so bold! Call her here, I want to see what excuses she has this time! And call the grandmother too! I want to ask her how she taught her daughter well!"

The messenger received the order and came to the main house in a rage. When she arrived outside the fake Xie Mingshu's courtyard, she didn't report to the fake Xie Mingshu, but rushed in directly, and said to the fake Xie Mingshu who was sitting by the window in a daze: "Miss, the old lady wants you and the lady to come over for questioning."

The fake Xie Mingshu didn't even raise her eyelids. She was holding a knife in her hand and twirling it in front of the puppet Xie Mingshu's eyes. She looked at the puppet Xie Mingshu's frightened eyes and amused herself. She only uttered one word lightly: "Get lost."

The old woman had never been bullied by such a young man before, so she immediately put her hands on her hips and sneered, "Oh, Miss, you are so young, yet you are acting so arrogantly."

As soon as the old woman finished speaking, the fake Xie Mingshu grabbed a small stool beside her and threw it at her, saying in an even more ferocious tone: "Get out!"

The small stool flew past the old woman's face and hit the door frame with a dull sound. The old woman was startled and immediately flew into a rage: "Rebellion! Rebellion! I will go report to the old master and the old lady right now and tell them everything I saw and heard today, without missing a word!"

After the old woman left, Ling heard the news and hurried over. She held the fake Xie Mingshu's hand, worried and distressed: "Shu'er, why are you arguing with the old lady's people again? What should we do?"

"They just want to show off, a bunch of boring ants." Fake Xie Mingshu didn't care at all, "If there is really something serious, let the old woman come over and talk about it herself."

Hearing her daughter say this, Ling became even more worried, but she also felt sorry for her daughter, so she sighed and said, "Forget it, forget it, if you don't want to go, then don't go. Don't worry, when your father comes back, he will definitely take care of it for you."

When the fake Xie Mingshu heard this, she frowned slightly and said coldly: "Who needs him to deal with it? I'll take care of it now!"

After saying that, he was about to go out.

Ling was shocked when she saw this, and quickly grabbed her and said anxiously: "Shu'er, listen to your mother, and don't act rashly! You can't hit anyone again!"

She thought her daughter was worried about her father, so she advised, "Good girl, don't worry about your father. Your father has always been valued by the old man and has a say in front of the old lady. He will definitely be able to handle this little thing properly. Nothing will happen. Just rest in your room and leave everything to your father and mother."

Fake Xie Mingshu stopped, turned around, and looked at Ling's anxious face. She looked at the dependence that her mother unconsciously revealed when she mentioned her father, and looked at her mother who was immersed in the aura of love between husband and wife and a happy family. A trace of resentment welled up in her eyes again. She suddenly changed her mind, nodded and said, "Okay. Let's wait until he comes back."

Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In the evening, Xie Chengyuan returned home. As expected, he was first invited to the old lady's place, where he apologized and repeatedly promised that he would strictly discipline his daughter in the future, and only then was he able to get away.

When he returned to the East Cross Courtyard, he had a visibly tired look on his face. Seeing this, Ling felt very distressed and hurried to meet him.

Xie Chengyuan forced himself to smile at his wife, indicating that it was all right. Then he deliberately put on a stern face, trying to act like a strict father to scare his daughter, but the fake Xie Mingshu didn't even glance at him.

Seeing that her husband had appeased his mother-in-law, Ling finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at Xie Chengyuan lovingly and said, "You are worthy of being my husband. You can always handle these difficult matters steadily and properly."

It was precisely because her husband was so outstanding and reliable that she was unwilling to share him with others. Over the years, no matter what the outside world said or how much pressure her parents-in-law put on her, Ling refused to let Xie Chengyuan take a concubine.

The fake Xie Mingshu watched all this coldly.

After Xie Chengyuan comforted his beloved wife, he turned to his daughter and said calmly, "Shu'er, your father has already taken care of the matter for you. I have also persuaded the teacher of the private school. As long as you apologize to him tomorrow, you can continue to be taught by him in the future."

Ling was overjoyed when she heard this and quickly looked at her daughter.

The fake Xie Mingshu didn't even look at him, and just said coldly: "I did nothing wrong, why should I apologize?"

Xie Chengyuan wanted to reach out and rub her fuzzy little head, but she waved him away in annoyance. He sighed helplessly: "Are you really not going to study in the future? When you get married in the future, will you still not take care of the household affairs? These are all things that need to be learned. It is better to learn them now than to be forced to do them in a hurry when the time comes. Look at your mother, she was already famous when she was still waiting to be married, and everyone praised her for her virtue. Who wouldn't envy your father for having such a good fortune?"

Ling's face turned red at his sudden praise and she gave him a reproachful look.

The puppet Xie Mingshu was also infected by this atmosphere. She covered her mouth and laughed secretly, thinking in her heart: "Dad and Mom have always been so loving and sweet."

The fake Xie Mingshu looked at Ling fiercely as if she had heard some harsh joke, her tone full of sarcasm: "If that's the case, why doesn't she even dare to speak loudly?"

Xie Chengyuan was stunned, and was about to explain, but Ling had already answered: "Mother, you even asked your father not to take a concubine, so what else is there to be afraid of? But as a woman, the four virtues of virtue, speech, appearance and merit are indispensable. Among them, 'speech' means speaking appropriately, not making loud noises, and not saying bad things to hurt others. Making noises and quarrels is the worst."

"I want to make a lot of noise!" said the fake Xie Mingshu firmly, "I want to be inferior! It's fun to watch those ordinary people panic because of this!"

When Ling heard her daughter's every word contradicting her own, she remembered what she had said before, "she didn't like her as a mother". She was overwhelmed with grief for a moment, but was afraid that her husband would see through her, so she forced herself to hold back the redness in her eyes and turned her head away in embarrassment.

But how could she hide her mood changes from the person who was with her day and night? Seeing this, Xie Chengyuan felt very distressed and wanted to take his daughter aside to have a good talk, so that she would not irritate his wife again. So he said to the fake Xie Mingshu with a serious face: "Shu'er, come to the study with me. Dad has something to tell you."

The fake Xie Mingshu stood still: "Let's talk about it here."

Xie Chengyuan had no choice but to obey her.

The fake Xie Mingshu was still standing in front of the desk, looking up at her little face. She was so small that Xie Chengyuan's anger subsided unconsciously, and his tone softened: "Shu'er, everything your mother did was for your own good. You are still young and don't understand many things yet. You will understand them when you grow up. We will not harm you."

"Nonsense, you obviously can do it." The fake Xie Mingshu said with a disdainful smile.

Xie Chengyuan was stunned, then asked in surprise: "How is it possible? Shu'er, you are my father's only child. My father loves you so much, how could he hurt you? Did someone say something nonsense in front of you?"

Xie Chengyuan was tall, and the fake Xie Mingshu didn't like the posture of having to look up at others. She climbed onto the desk and sat cross-legged. This way, she could see Xie Chengyuan, who was sitting on the chair, at eye level. She hated the feeling of being looked down upon by others, which made her want to step on the other person's face under her feet.

She was about to speak when Xie Chengyuan frowned and reached out to lift her off the table. He said in a deep voice, "Get down! How can a girl sit at the table?"

The fake Xie Mingshu was held by him with her feet hanging in the air. She immediately struggled hard to break free. Xie Chengyuan was afraid of hurting her, so he quickly let go and avoided her magical power.

Then the fake Xie Mingshu glared at her coldly and climbed onto the desk again.

Seeing her like this, Xie Chengyuan was both angry and amused. In the end, he was helpless and could only sigh and say, "Forget it, it's up to you at home, but don't act like this outside, or you'll be laughed at for being uneducated."

The fake Xie Mingshu had a cold face and did not respond to his words. After she stood firm, she continued what she had been interrupted before. However, after being interrupted, her previous momentum also dissipated a lot: "You blame me because your mother is sad, but it is not me who hurts her heart, but her own parents and you. You are a hypocritical hypocrite."

Xie Chengyuan felt that his daughter was really absurd. She was so bold as to say all kinds of nonsense in order to shirk responsibility. He shook his head and laughed, "Nonsense. The people in the world who least want your mother to be sad are your grandparents. Do you know how they cherished your mother when she was still in the boudoir? Even after she married into our Xie family, they gave her many instructions and often took care of her. As a father, it is even more impossible for me to make her sad."

The fake Xie Mingshu just stared at him, smiling sarcastically: "Interesting, I didn't expect you could deceive yourselves to this extent."

Xie Chengyuan found this unbelievable and couldn't help laughing: "What on earth are you talking about? What do you mean by self-deception?"

"Because you weren't nice to me." The fake Xie Mingshu said word by word.

These words were like thunder hitting Xie Chengyuan's head, making him dizzy and his ears buzzing. Xie Chengyuan, who had been calm and composed, suddenly looked incredulous: "You...you think daddy treats you badly?"

The fake Xie Mingshu tilted her head and asked, "Where is good?"

She continued, "It wasn't you who gave birth to me, it wasn't you who took care of me, it wasn't you who accompanied me. You said you treated me well, but what exactly was good about you?"

Xie Chengyuan was furious at her words, but he suppressed his anger and asked, "What's wrong with that? If I wasn't nice to you, where would your daily food and clothing come from? Where would the servants who take care of you come from? Where did this big yard you live in come from? When you go out, people respectfully call you Miss. Why do you think that's why?"

"You are just doing it for yourself." Fake Xie Mingshu said with contempt, "You are just afraid of losing face, afraid of being accused of mistreating your own daughter, and affecting your reputation! Everything is for you, what does it have to do with me?"

Xie Chengyuan couldn't hold back his anger, and his tone became a little stiff: "Okay, okay! Even if all this is for my own good. Then let me ask you, if I wasn't nice to you, how could you have the courage to act so wild in front of me? Even if it was a child from an ordinary family, if he dared to sit on the table and sneer at his father like you, he would be beaten with a ruler, not to mention that I am an official who eats a salary from the court!If I wasn't kind to you, why would I have tried so hard to protect you when you clashed with the old lady a few days ago? If I wasn't kind to you, why would I have gone to the teacher to plead for you when you beat him up today? If I wasn't kind to you, why would I have been here to persuade you when you repeatedly made your mother sad and cry? If I wasn't kind to you, why would I have been so humble and apologized to you and begged for your forgiveness when you locked my wife and I out of the house a few days ago? "

He became more and more angry as he spoke, and his voice rose involuntarily: "If I treated you badly, would I be so afraid that you would be wronged that I would rather bear the stigma of being unfilial and having no offspring, and resolutely not have any other heirs?! Tell me! Shu'er! Tell me! How on earth have I treated you badly!?"

The fake Xie Mingshu was speechless after hearing his series of questions. Her face turned red, and a trace of panic and anger flashed in her eyes. It was obvious that she had not expected that she would be defeated. At this moment, she seemed to have finally found a breakthrough and suddenly retorted loudly: "What do you mean by no descendants? Am I not your child?"

Xie Chengyuan laughed angrily: "Yes, yes, of course you are. Others don't treat you as one, saying that we will never have an heir, but I don't care. I treat you as one, isn't that good of me to you?!"

The fake Xie Mingshu was blocked again, and she was even more angry and annoyed. She shouted: "My brothers can go to the study in the front yard to study, ride horses, and hunt, why can't I? Even those insignificant guys in our Xie family's side branches can do it, but I can't! I don't like this! I want everything that others have!"

"Because you never asked!" Xie Chengyuan looked at her, "You were too lazy to even go to the private school, and you worked for three days and rested for two days. How could I have thought of sending you to the front yard to suffer with those boys?"

Upon hearing this, the fake Xie Mingshu sneered, as if her trick had succeeded: "Then I'll go tomorrow."

"Okay." Xie Chengyuan agreed without hesitation, "Then go ahead."

The fake Xie Mingshu was stunned. All the threats and noises she had prepared were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them out. The other party agreed so easily, which made her feel powerless and frustrated, like punching cotton.

Xie Chengyuan looked at his daughter's stunned expression, his heart was filled with mixed emotions, and his voice became softer and softer: "Shu'er, for you and your mother, your father is willing to give up his offspring. Do you really think your father would care about such a small matter as letting you go to the front yard to study?"

The fake Xie Mingshu's face turned even redder, she felt ashamed and angry, and there was a hint of inexplicable frustration. She wanted to use this opportunity to have a good debate with him and expose his true colors, but she didn't expect that after a verbal battle, she was refuted by the other party and was speechless.

Seeing that she stopped talking, Xie Chengyuan asked again, "Daughter, you just said that Dad hurt Mom's heart. Where did you get that from?"

Fake Xie Mingshu took a deep breath, forced herself to cheer up, and tried to turn the tables: "Isn't she always bullied in the mansion? Isn't this your fault?"

Xie Chengyuan was surprised: "Your mother is the mistress of the Xie family. Who dares to bully her in this mansion?"

"Your mother and your father." The fake Xie Mingshu spoke bluntly.

"That can't be called bullying." Xie Chengyuan frowned and said, "The elders may have strange tempers and sometimes criticize, but filial piety is the duty of the younger generation. Parents have raised you and me. If children don't think about repaying, how can they be human beings?"

The fake Xie Mingshu's eyes were full of disdain for this argument: "I don't think so."

"So what do you think?"

“I am who I am.”

Xie Chengyuan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

The fake Xie Mingshu repeated: "It means, I am me."

Xie Chengyuan asked several more times, and the answer he got was always the same. He immediately understood that this girl didn't know what she was talking about at all. She was just reciting some slogans that she herself didn't quite understand.

So Xie Chengyuan sighed and asked, "According to what you mean, as a child, we should not repay our parents for their kindness in raising us?"

"That's right." The fake Xie Mingshu answered straightforwardly.

Hearing this, Xie Chengyuan suddenly showed a trace of hurt on his face, and his voice became much lower: "Then...if your parents are old and useless in the future and can no longer take care of you, will you not want them anymore?"

The fake Xie Mingshu subconsciously wanted to answer "yes", but when she saw Xie Chengyuan and Ling who also had the same sad expression, even a beast like her couldn't say it.

However, her hesitation for a moment, in the eyes of Xie Chengyuan and Ling, explained everything. The couple looked at each other and saw deep sadness in each other's eyes.

Xie Chengyuan waved his hands, and he seemed to have aged ten years in an instant: "Forget it, forget it. If you want to go to the front yard to study, then go ahead. We won't stop you. Father doesn't want to say anything more. You... go back to your room and rest first."

Ling also turned around silently and stopped looking at her.

The fake Xie Mingshu looked at their dejected backs with an ugly expression. She couldn't accept it. She was clearly right, so why was she regarded as a bad person by them? They were obviously the bad people! She was the heroine who represented advancement and correctness, and she was the one with noble morals and lofty thoughts!That night, the fake Xie Mingshu deliberately did not sleep and quietly sneaked to the window of her parents' bedroom, and naturally took the puppet Xie Mingshu with her.

Under the moonlight, she could clearly hear the conversation between Xie Chengyuan and Ling in the room. Both of them looked worried.

First, Ling complained in a tearful voice: "My husband, you said that our Shu'er... was so well-behaved and sensible before, how come she has become like this now? She has no manners, is violent and stupid, selfish, and doesn't know how to be grateful. If this continues, what will happen to her when she reaches the age of marriage and gets married? I'm afraid she will offend people everywhere and cause countless troubles!"

Xie Chengyuan also sighed: "I know what Madam said, but... she is our daughter after all, we can't bear to beat or scold her, and she won't listen to reason..."

After all, they truly loved their daughter, so what they were worried about was not that she would be disobedient, but that she would have no one to protect her in the future and would suffer for it.

Xie Chengyuan lowered his voice and said, "I think I should try to get promoted as soon as possible. That way, as long as my position is high enough and my power is great enough, when Shu'er grows up, as long as I am still alive, no one in this world will be able to bully her easily."

"I understand my husband's intentions." Ling's voice was heavily nasal, "but...sigh. I can only hope that when she grows up a little and experiences some worldly things, she will understand."

Both husband and wife are doting on their children, and neither of them is recognized by the fake Xie Mingshu. After saying this, they feel a sense of sympathy.

Ling was worried again, "But this study in the front yard is not like the private school in the back yard. It's fine for a girl to read books, play the piano, and draw pictures on weekdays. But the teachers in the front yard are always strict with their boys, and they often use rulers and sticks to punish them. Can Shu'er bear that pain?"

"Well, let her go." Xie Chengyuan's voice was full of helplessness. "While she is still young, let her go and try her luck. If you and I keep trying to stop her, I'm afraid it will become a thorn in her heart, and she will resent us even more in the future."

As he spoke, his tone became a little more relaxed, and he suddenly smiled and said, "It's better than waiting for her to grow up and then make a fuss about going to the front yard to study with those boys. Now that she is less than six years old, there is no need to strictly abide by the rule of not sitting at the same table."

When the fake Xie Mingshu outside the window heard these words, her face became even gloomier. She turned around and went back to her yard without saying a word.

The puppet Xie Mingshu was dragged along by her. She couldn't hold back any longer and screamed, "Did you hear me?! Dad and Mom are doing this for your own good! They really love you! What else do you want? Give your body back to me! You can't be their daughter at all! You can't even be a good human being! You're just a selfish monster! You're a beast who doesn't know how to be grateful!"

The fake Xie Mingshu just sneered disdainfully, threw the puppet Xie Mingshu onto the bed, and said, "Wait a minute. I have plenty of ways to make them change their minds."

A few days later, the fake Xie Mingshu really went to the study in the front yard every day.

To everyone's surprise, she did not cause trouble as everyone had worried, but instead showed amazing talent. No matter how obscure the meaning of the classics or how complicated the policy theory was, she could almost understand it at a glance and remember it once she saw it.

In just a few days, the talent and learning she displayed far surpassed those of her classmates from the Xie family. Even the old teacher in the front yard, who was famous for his strictness, praised the fake Xie Mingshu to Xie Chengyuan in private, saying that she had unparalleled talent.

Xie Chengyuan was naturally surprised and delighted to receive such high praise from the teacher, and he quickly told Ling the good news.

When Ling heard that her daughter had such talent, she was overjoyed, and the worries she had felt for the past few days were swept away. She took some time to find the fake Xie Mingshu, held her hand, and asked her carefully about her various situations when she was studying in the front yard.

The fake Xie Mingshu saw Ling's genuine curiosity and concern, and actually showed some rare patience. She answered every question and even recited in vivid detail how the teacher praised her.

Ling was amused and laughed. The anger that had been pent up in her heart because of her daughter's rebellious behavior also dissipated. She looked at her daughter in front of her with lively and intelligent features, and her heart was filled with pride and joy.

Seeing this, the fake Xie Mingshu took the opportunity to ask, "Mother, am I very powerful?"

"Yes! Yes! My Shu'er is naturally the most powerful!" Ling answered with a smile without hesitation.

Fake Xie Mingshu said, "Then mother, if I can become an official in the court in the future, will I be more powerful than father?"

Ling continued with a smile: "Of course, our Shu'er is so smart, her future achievements will be limitless, she will definitely be much better than your father!"

After hearing this, the fake Xie Mingshu's eyes flashed with pride, and then she asked again: "So who ranks first in mother's heart, me or father?"

The smile on Ling's face froze slightly and she hesitated.

The fake Xie Mingshu's face instantly turned cold. The corners of her mouth curled up to reveal a smile, but there was no trace of smile in her eyes. She said, "It doesn't matter, mother, you don't have to answer me now. I'm not in a hurry."

Chu Lu suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his dream. He sat up and looked outside. There was a faint morning light outside the window, and it was already dawn.

I actually slept for a whole day and a night in one go.

He was panting, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his expression was solemn.

He recalled the story that had just happened in his dream, his heart full of doubts.

He couldn't understand this dream that was like a TV series. What was going on?

In addition, the lingering sense of danger at the end of the dream, as if foreshadowing that something terrible was about to happen, also made him feel uneasy.

"Qin Su." He called in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Qin Su asked.

"I dreamed about the Xie family again, and the stories in the dream were actually connected." Chu Lu said.

"Again? But I still didn't notice anything unusual." Qin Su's voice suddenly became serious, "What on earth is going on?"

Seeing that Qin Su also didn't understand, Chu Lu couldn't help but sigh.

He rubbed his brows and temporarily suppressed the chaotic dream. No matter what this dream meant, since he had no clue at the moment, he could only put it aside for the time being.

After all, no one knows when the next heroine will make her move.

He must act quickly and maximize the correction value as soon as possible.

"Since you don't understand, forget about it. Let's continue catching spies." Chu Lu said, "Didn't you say that if we raise the price by three points, we can catch Zhou Ming? Then raise the price by three points as soon as possible."

"Yeah." Qin Su nodded in agreement.

Then Chu Lu stood up, called the palace maid to help him change clothes and wash up, and then quickly left the bedroom.

At the same time, at the Zhengyang Gate in the capital, two figures were walking on the street. One was exhausted and frail, and seemed to be about to collapse on the street at any moment. The other stood straight, looking at the palace in the distance with an excited smile on his face.

"It's finally here." Si Ren's tone was full of anticipation, "Group leader, wait. You won't have many days of good life left!"

(End of this chapter)

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