The sound of knocking on the door rang out again, and Meng Yao calmly went to open it. Yun Ying’s gaze passed over Meng Yao and landed on the person lying unconscious on the floor. Meng Yao remained composed, "Tough mouth, couldn’t get anything out. I’m quite angry about this, so I was a bit heavy-handed and they’ve passed out from the pain, but they’re still alive." This Tong Si indeed had a tough mouth, passed out from the pain several times and said nothing. So, she had to resort to unconventional methods to find out what she wanted to know. However, for the time being, she did not intend to share the information with Yun Ying. "Madam, truly... a character." "I’ll leave this person to you, I have to go back and take care of Dahe, see you." Meng Yao brushed past Yun Ying and walked straight out. Qin Zheng nodded at Yun Ying and followed her out. "Young master, this..." "Take the person back." Yun Ying said flatly, "Changfeng, the person was found by Madam Zhao." "I’ll make sure to get this person to talk in the shortest possible time," Changfeng immediately responded. He had served the young master since he was a child, and he knew very well that his young master was now on the brink of eruption. "I guarantee it," Changfeng added. Yun Ying glanced at him lightly, said nothing, and walked straight away. Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief. "Mom, is it really Li Tanyun?" Zhao Dahe asked while eating dried pork. "You could say that," Meng Yao replied. Li Tanyun did not come forward directly, but the person who did was related to him. This was the kind of situation where, if something went wrong, Li Tanyun could escape, while the person appearing would take the fall. "Why are they so persistent? The Li family, with Li Tanyun’s connections, finding a good husband for their daughter should be easy, so why are they fixated on me?" Zhao Dahe sighed. "It’s easy indeed. The problem is, with a husband found through Li Tanyun’s connections, can Li Yan’er really handle it? But you’re different, our family has no power or influence. Accepting this marriage means leaning on the Li Family, and no matter how unbearable Li Yan’er is, you’d have to endure it for your future," Meng Yao said. "Mom, don’t say that. Before, our family had no power or influence. But now it’s different. My father is a General, a third-rank Great General. The Magistrate is fourth-rank, right? His position is not as high as my father’s," Zhao Dahe corrected. Meng Yao smiled, "During wartime, Military Generals are valuable. Now, however, a Military General is truly not as good as the Magistrate, who’s like a local emperor. In the Qingzhou Prefecture area, perhaps commoners don’t know who the Emperor is, but they definitely know who Li Tanyun is." "Heaven is high and the Emperor far away," Zhao Dahe lamented. After all, a local official is not as good as the current manager; distant water can’t put out a nearby fire. His father is still in the Heaven and Earth Sect, and even if they went to argue with Li Tanyun now, if Li Tanyun didn’t admit to anything, they would be helpless. Moreover, if Li Tanyun accused them of impersonating military officials, they would have no way to refute it. After all, the Qingzhou Prefecture is Li Tanyun’s territory. "So, leave it to Yun Ying," Meng Yao said. "Mom, have you figured out Yun Ying’s background?" Zhao Dahe asked. "The son of the Duke of the Nation," Meng Yao said, "but, the son of a concubine." "An extraordinary Duke!" Zhao Dahe was quite surprised, "This identity is indeed quite intimidating. But it’s not so much when you realize he’s the son of a concubine; this status is even lower than a legitimate child!" "There’s the legitimate, the illegitimate, and the son of a concubine indeed doesn’t stand out. But the Duke of the Nation has no legitimate sons, and the only illegitimate son is genuinely sick, not pretending," Meng Yao said. "And Tong Si knew all this?" "Tong Si overheard it," Meng Yao replied. "That’s why, when talking secrets, one must be cautious, very cautious, to avoid being overheard," Zhao Dahe said. "The Duke’s family affairs have nothing to do with us, but I’m sure that having a close relationship with Yun Ying, for now, is of no benefit, and will only bring trouble, as the Duchess regards Yun Ying as a thorn in her side," Meng Yao said. "Yun Ying seems like he’s not easy to deal with. If he can’t handle such minor troubles, then I have no reason to befriend him," Zhao Dahe spoke matter-of-factly. "Of course, when making friends, it’s about being equals and being able to help each other," Zhao Dahe said. Truly a clear-minded person. "Alright then, whether your friends are good or not is up to you," Meng Yao said. Yun Ying listened calmly as Changfeng reported the truth he had uncovered. As expected, the other side remained consistently two-faced. On the surface, they wanted him back, while secretly wishing he’d die outside. The position of the Princely Heir had never interested him. Yet, the other side always felt he was attempting to seize it. "Report what you found to the Duke of the Nation’s people," Yun Ying instructed. "I know. I’ve always had his people around me," Yun Ying said, frowning lightly, looking as if to say ’don’t pretend’. Changfeng smiled awkwardly, "Young master, I..." "It’s not your fault. Even if he wants to send people, they can’t be completely driven away. As long as they don’t interfere with my life, let them be," Yun Ying said. Changfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes." The matter over there, he was unwilling to laboriously handle. Presumably, the Duke of the Nation would be more than willing to meddle. As for the Magistrate of Qingzhou, Yun Ying believed that even if he didn’t do anything, Zhao Dahe would not suffer in silence. A rural woman is definitely not . Ren Zhong returned with Ren Zi’an and Apu. Not only them, but also an elderly man with rosy cheeks and graying hair. Ren Zhong looked guilty. Follow current novels on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝·𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚·𝔫𝔢𝔱 Ren Zi’an, on the other hand, was quite happy. The old man was the teacher that the Changping Marquis Mansion had found for Ren Zi’an. To be honest, Meng Yao couldn’t see how this lively-eyed old man in front of her resembled a great scholar. He dressed very simply, without a hint of scholarly style; if someone said he was an old farmer from the countryside, she would believe it. Could this be what it means to return to the essence? No matter what kind of scholar, what did Ren Zhong mean by bringing this person here? Under Meng Yao’s questioning gaze, Ren Zhong finally organized his words and spoke. "Steward Jiang is willing to accept Zi’an, but he has conditions." Meng Yao nodded, indicating for him to continue. "Steward Jiang loves to eat the biscuits you make, Ah Yao," Ren Zhong said with difficulty. He had said that as long as Steward Jiang was willing, he could provide the food from the first restaurant in Qingzhou Prefecture for three meals a day. But this was directly refused. If he had known, he would have made sure to finish the biscuits on the way! "So?" Meng Yao asked. "Having you deliver them every day would be somewhat difficult, so I came personally," Steward Jiang spoke calmly, "I’m quite considerate!" Clearly, it was a matter of troubling others, yet how could this old man speak as if saying ’Don’t thank me, I’m just this considerate’? "I’m not running a restaurant," Meng Yao said flatly.