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As evening approached, the setting sun dyed the sky red, immersing half of Jiangning City in a warm, rosy glow. Returning from outside, Su Tan'er encountered Xiao Chan and learned about Ning Yi's cold. While questioning Xiao Chan about the doctor's diagnosis, she led three maids towards the courtyard of her grandfather, Su Yu, the Old Master Su. Search: \(¨Complete¨Book¨God¨Station¨) to read quality literature for free.

Today, she had matters to discuss with her grandfather. Since she knew Ning Yi was not seriously ill, she didn't need to rush to see him. Upon entering the courtyard, she found her third uncle, Su Yunfang, and his wife were also there. Along with them was her third uncle's second daughter, currently referred to as Seventh Sister. She was telling stories to her grandfather. Several maids attended to everyone.

"...And then, that Zhou Yu, he beat Huang Gai..."

Su Tan'er moved a stool and sat down, joining her grandfather, third uncle, and aunt in listening to the girl's story, which was about the Three Kingdoms period and quite interesting. Shortly after the story ended, the girl stood up, "Second Sister."

"Little Seven knows how to tell stories now, wonderful. Did you go to the teahouse with Father to listen to storytellers?"

"No, it was the teacher who told us at school."

"Hm?" Su Tan'er hesitated for a moment, "Which teacher?"

"Brother Yi, Brother Yi knows a lot of things."

Although the title of "live-in son-in-law" sounded unpleasant and suggested a dependent, low status, in the woman's family, the live-in son-in-law was basically treated like a brother. Therefore, this Seventh Sister only called Ning Yi "Brother" instead of "Brother-in-law." Hearing this, Su Tan'er smiled slightly, pondering the significance of this matter in her heart. Her third uncle, Su Yunfang, said, "Is he teaching *The Analects* lately?"

Seventh Sister nodded, "Yes, *The Analects*. We've learned about Renli..." She looked somewhat nervous, as questions about her studies usually led to being asked to recite.

But this time, her father didn't ask her to recite. Su Yunfang said to Su Tan'er, "To speak of the Three Kingdoms in *The Analects* class, although children like to hear stories, a teacher should be respected by students for their knowledge. To draw inferences and analogies is the right path, but it also needs moderation. Tan'er, you should remind Liheng of this."

This was a severe reprimand. Su Tan'er could only nod in agreement. The Old Master Su, however, smiled, "No need to be so serious. To gain the students' affection in just a few days means he can also guide them to love learning. The children have been entrusted to him, so it's his business. Third Brother, you don't know the whole story. How can you know that *The Analects* has nothing to do with the Three Kingdoms, or that Liheng doesn't have a deeper meaning in it? Those not in a position should not make policy. I taught this principle to you brothers long ago. Don't interfere in this matter."

In fact, Su Tan'er also felt that talking about the Three Kingdoms in *The Analects* class was somewhat unreliable, but Old Master Su liked it. He didn't care about Ning Yi's knowledge. In fact, he already roughly knew that the other party's knowledge was not high. He looked at this matter from other perspectives.

The Su family's current situation was complex. The three branches of the Su family—the eldest, Su Boyong, the second, Su Zhongkan, and the third, Su Yunfang—each managed a line of business, but Su Boyong had the upper hand in terms of skill and aptitude. Now that Old Master Su Yu was still alive, it looked like a brotherly and respectful situation, but looking further down, the third generation was full of incompetents. Only Su Boyong's only daughter, Su Tan'er, stood out. Su Yu had been considering for several years placing the family business on Su Tan'er's shoulders. Of course, this was a huge problem.

For a hen to crow at dawn would encounter resistance several times greater than a normal handover. If there was at least one promising male in the Su family, it would be fine, but there wasn't. Su Tan'er's actions were neither warm nor fiery, but her methods were quite outstanding, with the air of a great general. She had the ability and the ambition in this regard. Now, Old Master Su had carved out some of the industries managed by Su Boyong for her to formally manage, considering it a formal test. This test wasn't to see her ability but to directly use her father's resources to subdue and integrate the other two branches, to see how far she could go.

Su Tan'er's pressure was temporarily set aside. The original meaning of Ning Yi entering the family was to allow Su Tan'er to continue to stay in the Su family. Old Master Su valued the relationship with Ning Yi's ancestors, so he took care of Ning Yi. The Su family's current conflicts didn't seem to be intensifying yet. Su Tan'er wanted to surpass the others and integrate them, wouldn't it be better not to let them? Old Master Su wasn't dead yet, and no one could force anything.

But if the conflicts did intensify in the future, and Old Master Su himself was no longer around, if these people wanted to deal with Su Tan'er, then Ning Yi, as her live-in husband who was looked down upon, would naturally be the best breakthrough point. Framing him, finding excuses to cause trouble, wouldn't that be simple? Old Master Su saw this point, which was why he let Ning Yi go to teach. Yu Shan Academy had mostly Su family children in it. If Ning Yi taught well and gained the respect of these younger generations, his status would rise above the struggle, at least with a layer of teacher aura. Others would have to think twice before moving him.

Because of this, Ning Yi being able to be liked by the children was the best thing. Old Master Su then asked about Ning Yi's teaching situation. The little girl spoke happily and asked Su Tan'er, "Second Sister, do you know what the teacher will say tomorrow?"

Su Tan'er smiled, "I'm afraid there won't be tomorrow. He caught a cold and is starting to rest at home today. I'm afraid he won't be able to go to class tomorrow."

"Oh?" The Old Master asked about the situation in confusion. Su Tan'er repeated what Xiao Chan had said verbatim. The little girl said, "Can I go see Brother Yi?" Su Tan'er shook her head, "A cold is contagious. It's better for Little Seven to visit your Brother Yi after he gets better."

After her third uncle, aunt, and the little girl left, Su Tan'er chatted with her grandfather for a while before returning to her courtyard. When she went to see Ning Yi, he was drinking medicine in bed, looking unhappy. Su Tan'er greeted him and originally wanted to talk about the story thing, but seeing that he was sick, she didn't say anything.

Su Tan'er had the ability and wanted to do something as a daughter, but on the other hand, she was also a very traditional and orthodox girl. You can see this from the fact that although she didn't like marriage, she chose to accept her fate and try to get along with Ning Yi. She had her personality, but the framework was still the same framework.

She hoped that Ning Yi, as a teacher, would have dignity rather than using some tricks to please the students. Compared to a little cleverness or tricks, she would prefer Ning Yi to be an orthodox, even pedantic, scholar. Even if he didn't have truly profound knowledge, she hoped he would be more in line with the "right path." Of course, as of now, this was still a process of mutual understanding. She wouldn't draw conclusions easily, but she would indeed slowly try to outline a shape for her husband in her heart.

In fact, this shape was probably clear. He himself was an ordinary scholar, not highly knowledgeable, not well-informed, but with a decent heart and a so-so temper. This was the good man she was to pledge her life to.

She could be a little willful now, but time was limited after all. One day, the two of them would eventually live together, and she would have children with him. As long as he wasn't some great villain, these things would always happen. The future... would probably be like this, nothing could be changed. She might still retain some small expectations in her heart, but she didn't even know what these expectations were. After continuing to interact, she might understand this husband more thoroughly, but there probably wouldn't be any big differences or surprises.

Late autumn of the seventh year of the Jinghan era in the Wu Dynasty. In the Su family's mansion in Jiangning City, a graceful woman walked out from under the eaves, looked up, gently brushed the hair beside her ear, her pretty face still with clear eyes, with a hint of helplessness, but more of a calm detachment. This talented Miss Tan'er, who had only recently become a married woman in name, saw her marriage this way...

But for the time being, this wasn't something that really occupied much weight in her life. She still had other things to think about and do. Ordinary life, even if she occasionally paid attention to it, would still walk plainly on its path. If everything developed according to the natural trajectory, perhaps decades later, when she walked out from under the eaves again one day and looked up, she would suddenly remember the wind she saw many years ago, like the years, taking her somewhere. But now, everything was still abundant, and there was no need to care about many things.

It was in this abundance that made people feel nothing that the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived.

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Illness comes like a mountain, and departs like drawing silk. In this day and age, there were no special medicines. This body was originally weak, and after not exercising for long, it caught a cold. So, by the time of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Ning Yi was still staying in his room, only able to read an ancient vernacular novel to pass the time.

According to Ning Yi's previous experience, in his current state, it was still possible to go out and walk around in the courtyard, but this was ancient times. Medical conditions were not good, and everyone's physical condition was poor. As long as someone took care of him, they attached great importance to the prevention and treatment of the illness. It was late autumn, and the weather was starting to turn cool, so Xiao Chan guarded the door and didn't allow this restless patient to go out. Ning Yi understood the little girl's good intentions.

Oh well, he wasn't that active of a person anyway, only opening the window from time to time to change the air. Even then, Xiao Chan puffed out her cheeks in displeasure. Ning Yi was bored, so he wasted time explaining to her the benefits of fresh air for the human body, etc.

By the time evening arrived, Ning Yi added a piece of clothing and went out with Su Tan'er and the others to attend the banquet. In any case, since it was just a cold, he still had to attend this large family banquet for the Mid-Autumn Festival. The Su family, from the masters to the stewards, servants, maids, and guards, numbered in the hundreds. It was a grand scale. In the main hall and several large courtyards, tables were set up, and it was extremely lively.

Ning Yi had naturally experienced large-scale banquets before, such as the company's year-end party every year, which was on a grand scale. But it must be said that the more modern it was, the greater the sense of alienation between people. Now, in the atmosphere of ancient times, even if there were few people in this family who were truly warm to him as a live-in son-in-law, sitting here he could also feel a kind of warm and lively feeling. Outside, people were busy setting off firecrackers, children were running around, and the sounds of shouting, greetings, and chatting blended together. He also greeted people with Su Tan'er—he actually liked this feeling.

The sun hadn't set yet, and the banquet had already started serving dishes. In this lively atmosphere, torches and lanterns were lit, and the sky gradually darkened. Various sounds rang out, people were playing guessing games, going crazy with alcohol, and those who were the head of Su family were over to the main house to say good words and several children came over to recite some of their own poems. The three maids, Chan'er, Juan'er, and Xing'er, were also happy. They were arranged at the maids' table not far away, and they ran around smiling, chattering to Su Tan'er, reporting something, and occasionally talking to Ning Yi, saying, "Son-in-law, son-in-law, they are spreading the stories you told..." Ning Yi only told a few stories in class on a whim, but they had already spread among the younger generation, and it seemed that they were also spreading to the maids and servants.

Tsk, the age lacking entertainment is like this...

The evening banquet started early, and in fact, it gradually came to an end not long after nightfall. But of course, for the Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone watching the moon together was still a reserved program. The Old Master would say some words with Su Boyong to everyone, and then the Old Master would return to his courtyard, and a group of Su family members would follow, chatting and gossiping. Basically, everyone had to talk to Old Master Su, and even young juniors who wanted to leave had to go through this process. And the three brothers led by Su Boyong were responsible for the servants, mainly the stewards. The red envelopes had already been distributed, and the main thing was to take turns saying some heartwarming words as much as possible.

The Old Master was already over seventy years old this year, but he was healthy and full of energy. Ning Yi and Su Tan'er greeted him when they were eating, and now when they went over again, the Old Master said things like "You must support each other in the future," and then urged Ning Yi, who had a cold, to go back to rest quickly, although Ning Yi looked normal at this time, only his voice was slightly hoarse.

If it were modern times, a twenty-year-old body could get over a cold with or without medicine, without any pressure. Now, he was being told to take care of his body by a seventy-year-old man. Ning Yi felt helpless in his heart. But since things were like this, there was nothing he could do. The intensity of the exercise in the past few months was not great, only out of a habit of fitness, so it didn't have a thorough effect on this scholar's physique. Next, he should put the systematic strength training on the agenda.

All the way back to the small building, Su Tan'er followed Ning Yi into his room. After a moment of silence, she told Ning Yi to rest well tonight, and then somewhat embarrassed hinted that she still had to go out tonight, because she had told him a few days ago that she was going to attend the Puyu Garden Poetry Society.

Regardless of whether Ning Yi was sick or not, Su Tan'er would definitely go to the Puyu Garden Poetry Society, because for her, the main purpose was still to build relationships with certain people and talk about business. Given this certainty, even if Ning Yi was unhappy or even made a big fuss, it probably wouldn't make much of a difference. It's just that as a wife, it seemed a little strange to explain this kind of thing when her husband had a cold.

However, Ning Yi understood this matter. In his heart, he just found this kind of thing interesting. On the one hand, his little wife certainly wouldn't give up the Su family's business, and on the other hand, she hoped to take care of this marriage as much as possible, even if it was still a nominal marriage at the moment, and she still occupied the dominant position. Ancient women, this really made him feel her lovely efforts.

After admiring Su Tan'er's expression of trying to avoid giving him extra thoughts, Ning Yi smiled and told her to come back early. When Su Tan'er was preparing to leave and told Chan'er to take good care of him, he remembered, "Oh, no need, let Xiao Chan go out and play too. I'm fine, at most I'll read a book and go to sleep."

The six connected boats of the Puyu Garden Poetry Society had many performances, and along the way, you could also admire the night view of the entire Qinhuai River's lantern market. For anyone at this time, it was a feast-level enjoyment. Starting a few days ago, Xiao Chan had been excitedly telling him how fun the poetry society was, because Su Tan'er used to take the three of them with her. Ning Yi felt good about Chan'er and didn't want to spoil the little girl's fun because of his own reasons. However, before Su Tan'er could speak, Chan'er had already smiled and shook her head, "I'm not going, I'm staying at home to read a book with Son-in-law."

Purely in terms of feelings, Su Tan'er regarded the three maids as her sisters, which was definitely deeper than her feelings for Ning Yi now. But in any case, maids were servants after all, and now that Xiao Chan was sensible, she didn't need to say much. Ning Yi spent a few words, and only stopped after he confirmed that he couldn't persuade Xiao Chan.

The two watched the three of them leave from the corridor on the second floor. From here, the Su family's mansion spread out far into the distance, all the way to the distant streets, the entire Jiangning City was a dense and brightly lit scene. At this time, if you could find a high place to look down from, this glorious night view of ancient times would definitely have a different flavor, but it was impossible to enjoy it today.

"Son-in-law, let's go in," Xiao Chan smiled, "Can you tell Xiao Chan a story too?"

"Move the stool out and tell it here..."

"Then I won't listen," Xiao Chan pursed her lips, and then picked and chose with embarrassment, "There's a lot of wind here, let's go inside..."

"It's okay, it's okay, look, there's no wind, and I'm wearing so much... Or I can add a hat... It's also very interesting to look from here, so it's settled, move the stool out and tell you a story about... Journey to the West... Or the story of Romance of the Western Chamber is fine too."

Since he said so, Chan'er had to give up her position. The two moved the stools and sat down on this small platform. At this time, the Su family's courtyard was no longer as lively as before. Occasionally, you could see people preparing to go out, and various firecrackers, gongs, drums, and shouts came from afar. Although the Mid-Autumn Festival was a festival to spend with family, in reality, there were still many social events, such as Su Tan'er going to the gathering. There were not a few, lantern fairs, wine parties, poetry societies, all kinds of things. Ordinary families didn't necessarily have to stay at home either. Going out to the market to watch dragon and lion dances and guess lantern riddles seemed more lively.

And at this time in various parts of the city, one of the main programs had also approached the start. Some poetry societies had already hung out the first poem, and some fixed brothels would select and sing these poems. As for the largest poetry societies, people were still rushing to get there. When Su Tan'er went out, there were also various celebrities gathered at the gate of the Pan residence, where the Zhi Shui Poetry Society was being held. Qin Lao, who usually played chess with Ning Yi and others by the river, also put on relatively formal clothes today, and came out of the carriage accompanied by his concubine Yunniang. Then someone led a large group of followers to greet him: "Qin Gong has arrived, the Pan residence is honored..."

This person was the current head of the Pan family, Pan Guangyan, and also the elder brother of Pan Mingchen, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites and a Hanlin scholar. His talent was also extraordinary, and he was best at painting, especially crane paintings, which were unique. Generally, people respectfully called him Crane Old Man. Despite this, he still respected this Qin Lao quite a bit. The two were about the same age, and Qin Lao quickly smiled and returned the greeting: "I dare not, I dare not, Crane Old Man, if you are still so polite, I won't dare to come again next time..."

"Haha, Qin Gong is still so humorous... By the way, Ming Gong has also arrived..." The two exchanged greetings and walked inside.

Soon after, the Zhi Shui Poetry Society began, and the large ship formed by six painted boats connected together, originally docked on the busiest street of the Qinhuai River, slowly moved away from the shore. One poem after another came from various gatherings, spreading throughout the city. In the city full of lights and music, the atmosphere of elegance also became more and more intense. This lively Mid-Autumn Festival in the city had officially entered its climax.

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