Chapter 560 - 560: Bolt from the Blue
Farmer's Wife Has Magic Skills
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
At the Prime Ministerâs residence.
Rong Shiyu and the Prime Minister returned to the Prime Ministerâs residence one after another. When the Prime Minister heard that his beloved daughter had returned home, he immediately went to see her.
After returning home, Rong Shiyu went to her motherâs courtyard to pay her respects. âMother, Iâm back.â
In the courtyard, an elegant woman in her fifties was sitting there reading a book. When she heard this, she looked up and a smile appeared on her face. âShiyu, youâre back?â
Rong Shiyu ran over and gave her mother a hug. âMother, did you miss me?â
Her mother gently patted Rong Shiyuâs back and said with a smile, âYouâve never left my side since you were young. When you said you wanted to go out this day, I almost wanted to go with you.â
âShould 1 take you with me the next time I go out?â Rong Shiyu asked jokingly as she let go of her mother and sat beside her.
Iler mother also joked, âI donât mind, but your father would probably lose even more sleep.â
Rong Shiyu was surprised, âMy leaving home caused my father to lose sleep?â In her heart, the Prime Minister was always very serious, so this seemed unlikely.
Before her mother could say more, a slightly urgent voice came, âFinally deigned to return?â followed by the appearance of the Prime Minister.
âFather, Iâve just returned. Do you have to reproach me like that?â Rong Shiyu immediately stood upright, showing very proper behavior, but her voice was soft and full of coquettishness.
The Prime Minister snorted, with a stern fatherâs face but with a loving fatherâs tone, âWhy are you standing? People might think 1 mistreat you.â
Rong Shiyu snickered and immediately sat down beside him. âFather, donât be angry. Iâm back now, arenât I? And look at me. Iâm living so well. Everyoneâs praising me.â
The Prime Minister tapped his finger on the table and frowned. âThe daughter of the Prime Minister doesnât need anyone to praise her. Just stay at home and accompany your mother.â
âFather, why are you being so unreasonable?â Rong Shiyu grumbled. âWomen and men can do the same thing. If you lock me up in the backyard, whatâs the difference between me and a bird?â
The Prime Minister was about to get angry, but his wife gently held his arm, âShiyu, why would you think like that?â
âLook at Qingzhi, though sheâs from a farming family, sheâs been involved in business, medicine, went to the Northern Border with General Tang to make contributions, solved cases in the capital with Tang Jinghong, organized a food festival. In all these, sheâs no less than a man. Look at her, she even struck the princess, and the Emperor didnât hold her accountableâ¦â
Rong Shiyu said a lot and used Chu Qingzhi as an example. The Prime Minister was almost convinced.
Seeing himself almost convinced, the Prime Minister quickly interrupted, âSuch a woman is one in a million in Daling. Shiyu, Iâm not discouraging you, but you donât have her abilities. Doing things beyond your capability will lead to trouble.â
Rong Shiyu lowered her head, fiddling with her handkerchief, âI only do what Iâm capable of.â
The Prime Minister still disagreed, âBut as the Prime Ministerâs daughter, how can you be so publicly exposed?â
Rong Shiyu immediately said, âThen what about the Empress going to the battlefield?â
She continued, âFather, itâs not about being outside, but what you do outside. Look, I did charity work. Who would dare to criticize me for doing that?â
There was indeed none, the Prime Minister said nothing.
âFather, stop pulling a long face. Your daughter is becoming famous. You should be happy.â
The Prime Ministerâs wife squeezed the Prime Ministerâs arm forcefully, prompting him to quickly say, âYes, yes, Iâm happy. But youâre already fifteen and of marriageable age. You should not go out anymore.â
Shirong Rong still wanted to continue her charity work, so these words were like a bolt from the blue, âFatherâ¦â
The Prime Minister directly interrupted her, âNo matter what you say, I wonât agree.â
He turned to his wife, âLet Shiyu pick a suitable young talent from the capital and stop wasting time.â
The Prime Ministerâs wife nodded, â1 understand.â
The Prime Minister stood up and left the courtyard.
Rong Shiyu looked reluctant. She grabbed her motherâs hand and shook it. She was so anxious that she was about to cry. âMother, 1 wonât marry. 1 wonât marryâ¦â
Her mother patted Rong Shiyuâs hand, speaking with a heavy heart, âMen and women must get married when they reach the right age, Shiyu. You canât be capricious; otherwise, youâre the one who will suffer.â
Rong Shiyu ran back to her courtyard in tears.
In the capital.
General Fanâs Residence.
âFather, letâs spar a bit.â Upon returning home, Fan Yuru headed straight to the familyâs training ground, drew her precious sword, and flew towards General Fan, who was already there.
General Fan was very muscular. He had a beard and looked strong. He had a valiant aura.
âYouâre finally willing to come back?â General Fan drew his long spear to meet her challenge.
âClang, clang, clangâ¦â The sound of the sword and spear clashing echoed around, creating an exciting scene.
Hearing that Fan Yuru was back, everyone in the residence hurried to the training ground.
General Fanâs wife, seeing her daughter and husband sparring, was extremely anxious. How could Yuru get married if she was so fond of wielding swords and spears?
Fan Jingxu sat aside, legs crossed, âSecond Sister, your martial arts have improved a lot, havenât they?â
When it came to martial arts, Fan Yuru had never slacked off. âI practice every day and strive to beat my father one day.â
âYou still have a long way to go.â Fan Jingxu watched the sparring pair.
General Fanâs wife slapped Fan Jingxu on the back, feigning anger, âDonât encourage your sister to fight and kill. If she canât get married and stays in the residence, letâs see how you handle it.â
Fan Jingxu was unconcerned, âIâll support my sister; itâs not like 1 canât afford it.â
Fan Yuru laughed, âGiven your words, I need to improve my skills even more.â
âSecond Sister, whoever wants to marry you should defeat you first; otherwise, no chance.â
This comment immediately earned Fan Jingxu another hit from his mother, âWhich young talent in the capital can surpass your sister in martial arts? You really donât want your sister to get married.â
Fan Jingxu protected his head, looking grievously at his mother, âMother, I was just saying. But you know, Yuan Zhongjun could definitely beat my sister.â
The generalâs wifeâs heart stirred at the mention of this name, âYuan Zhongjun? The young divine doctor?â
Fan Jingxu played matchmaker while hinting to his mother, âYes, I think Sister and Young Divine Doctor would be quite a good match.â
Fan Yuru kicked a short spear flying towards Fan Jingxuâs face, âDonât randomly matchmake. 1 think someone like General Tang would be better.â
Fan Jingxu spread his hands, âThen you really might not get married for the rest of your life. Besides General Tang, anyone else in the capital who meets your criteria is already married.â
He suddenly thought of someone, âOh, Second Sister, the prince from the Mobei Kingdom might meet your requirements.â
The generalâs wife grabbed Fan Jingxuâs ear, âWhat are you thinking, sending your sister to the Mobei Kingdom?â
Fan Jingxu quickly covered his ears, âMother, I was just saying. I didnât mean it..â