The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

All the concubines couldn't help but reveal panic in their eyes.

If the mistress really didn't care, what could a bunch of weak women like them do in this prosperous capital? For a moment, she regretted leaving the Second Master like this.

But on second thought, at least the sons and daughters have returned to the capital and are safely back in the mansion. This is not a loss.

When Zhou figured this out, her expression became calm.

She gave birth to a son, now eight years old, named Shi Yunpeng. If he could hold on for a few more years, if his brother Shi Yunqi taught him personally, he might be able to have a promising future and even contribute a little to the Marquis's Mansion.

By then, how bad can she, the biological mother, be? This is very hopeful!

Wu and Zhou had almost the same idea, and her son Shi Yunjing was already thirteen years old. If she worked hard for a few more years and got married and moved out, she would be able to live a good life with her son.

When I think of this, I feel that life is beautiful and my eyes are full of tenderness.

The other two concubines were not so happy, after all, they were daughters. It was good enough for their daughters to get married and live well, so how could they care about their mothers?

But there are exceptions to everything. After Shi Anxia got married, she was still able to take care of her mother's life and make it even better.

So thinking like this, I felt much better. After all, there is no turning back if I feel uncomfortable.

This relaxed state made them speak casually. It was Qiu who spoke first, "I really feel that I have a destiny with you, Madam."

It was a bit embarrassing to say this. But when she blurted it out, she was really thinking about the word fate. As for other little thoughts besides fate, there were naturally many.

When people reach this point, they beg for help from everyone, just to survive. Among the people they know, the most noble and kind person is only Tang Chujun.

But Tang Chujun nowadays is not that kind of goody-goody who can easily take in ten or eight people who stay at home and do nothing but eat and do nothing.

Human greed is like a snake swallowing an elephant, and human nature cannot stand the test. One must be one and two must be two, and we must make it clear.

Tang Chujun smiled faintly, a perfunctory smile, "The fate between us is that we are meant to be in opposition. When I was the mistress, I didn't separate you from your son and daughter, and I didn't make you suffer. That was all out of kindness."

To put it bluntly, the concubine came to snatch the man from the mistress. Fortunately, she didn't care about the man, otherwise, which of these one, two, three, or four women would she not hate to the core?

These words made the concubines feel ashamed. Fang remembered that her status was so embarrassing, how could she think that Tang Chujun would help them?

Tang Chujun said leisurely, "If you insist on bringing up Aunt Han, let's not talk about the fact that I like her and am willing to help her. Just say that Yunshu chose me as his legitimate son, and that's a sentiment that you guys can't even begin to compare to."

After this reminder, the Qiu family members all remembered that Shi Yunshu was indeed the legitimate son chosen to be raised by the Tang family, and that the family tree had been changed. Thinking about it carefully, they suddenly felt that they were like floating duckweed, and they were depressed.

In the midst of my mood ups and downs, I heard Tang Chujun continue, "Besides, Aunt Han is a strong-willed person. She didn't rely on me for support, or rely on me to support her children. She relied on her own ability to manage the porcelain shop for the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion. Now, she is the shopkeeper of the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion, and the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion is her employer. The mistress of the Marquis's Mansion pays her a monthly salary, and she pays me rent every month. She earns money and supports her children by herself."

These words left the aunts dumbfounded.

Wen raised her head and asked, "Does that mean we have to show our faces?"

Tang Chujun smiled faintly, "Yes, if you don't rely on men, you can only show your face yourself. This world is harsh on women, but women have to figure it out for themselves, not afraid of gossip, not afraid of hard work, so that they can live a life where they have the final say. You guys just said that you hope I can give you a bite of food, but you have to be able to eat this bite of food. Right?"

After hearing this, Qiu finally understood, "Madam means that you are the boss and you can invite anyone. As long as we have the ability and can pass the test, we can work in your shop like Aunt Han?"

Tang Chujun admired Qiu's understanding a little, and called out "Ling'er" to Wei Cailing who was waiting in the room.

Wei Cailing appeared, bowed to Tang Chujun and took a seat, then accepted greetings from the Qiu family.

Tang Chujun pointed at his daughter-in-law and said, "First of all, I am not the boss, it is her. Secondly, it depends on what you can do. Anyway, if you are hired outside, you are hired, so of course you are hired. As long as you are competent, pass the assessment, and have the ability to earn the salary, I believe the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion will be happy to see it happen."

After all, she had said all the bad things, and the white-faced role was over. The red-faced daughter-in-law made a brilliant appearance, so that people could record this favor in her name.

From now on, they will be loyal to Wei Cailing, which is exactly what Tang Chujun hopes to see.

Sure enough, the way Qiu and others looked at Wei Cailing changed.

Wei Cailing was filled with indescribable gratitude towards her mother-in-law. In fact, it was obvious that she was short of manpower, and when she was looking for someone outside, she couldn't know their background and was always worried.

She always felt that her mother-in-law was not smart, and even a little silly. Especially the sister-in-law doted on her mother-in-law, doting on her like a child, without being tainted by the dust of the world.

Wei Cailing didn't show it on her face. She sat down next to her mother-in-law and said seriously, "If you do a good job here, I won't treat you unfairly. If you try to be cunning, use tricks, or scheme, don't blame me for not telling you the truth in advance."

Qiu and the others all agreed. Now that they had hit a wall with Tang Chujun, how could they dare to be petty?

Wei Cailing added, "Some of our shopkeepers and employees have signed indentures, and some have signed contracts. After all, you are the biological mothers of my brothers and sisters, so don't sign the indentures. This will save some face for my brothers and sisters."

This was what Qiu was most worried about, and he originally wanted to ask about it, but the other party brought it up himself.

As long as you don't sign an indenture into slavery, everything will be fine.

"However," Wei Cailing changed the subject, "Don't be too happy too soon. You don't have to sign the indenture, but don't think that you are free from restraint. Now that the brothers and sisters are in the Marquis' Mansion, we will let them study and plan their future path slowly. But as their biological mothers, if you do anything that harms the interests of the Marquis' Mansion, it will affect their lives."

Tang Chujun nodded in agreement. "The daughters could have married out of the mansion, and the sons could have had a bright future. If you make a mistake, the mistress of the mansion has the right to kick them all out. Don't cry out in disgrace. Do you understand?"