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And what about someone as important as Kyosuke Kousaka?
Demanding only one wife is truly unreasonable.
"Try it out during dinner."
Makoto Shijo secretly made a decision.
Even if it's beyond my reach, I still have to give it a try.
It's impossible for a daughter not to get married.
As you get older, the pressure you face will also increase.
Now I've found the right one.
There is no reason not to strive for it.
In business and politics, things like saving face should be abandoned.
As the head of the Shijou family, Shijou Makoto is capable of doing so.
Youshi.
The sun is setting in the west, at sunset.
It is the time of year when demons appear.
During normal times, Makoto Shijo usually stays at her residence if she has nothing to do.
He then returned to Kyoto Port under the protection of a group of officials from the Ministry of Water Affairs.
A feeling of being flattered lingered even after I got home.
"Come back so late?"
His wife, Runzi, changed his shoes.
Makoto Shijo made no secret of what she had seen and heard that day.
After listening quietly, Junko couldn't help but sigh:
"If only we could marry Lady Kyosuke to Princess Maki."
Makoto Shijou said, "There's still a chance. We'll find an opportunity to have someone send us a waka poem in the future..."
Suddenly, he paused halfway through his sentence.
Scenes of Kousaka Kyosuke being very intimate with several vice-ministers flashed through my mind.
It was only then, from a few brief conversations, that I guessed that each of them might be a member of Kousaka Kyosuke's wife's family.
I'm afraid that acting rashly might hinder future communication.
When she has time in the future, Shijou Makoto still wants to go to Mizubeji's place to talk to other people.
But once people feel that their interests are threatened...
I'm afraid the situation will turn out to be unfavorable for me.
It would be more reliable to take action once the relationship is more established.
"Waka? I think it would be more practical to meet in person."
"……Um?"
Makoto Shijo stared at his wife in astonishment.
Runzi explained in a calm and unhurried manner:
"I just heard someone mention that some of Lord Kyosuke's concubines seem to have started out as maids."
“One of the more controversial concubines was from a peasant background, so we don’t necessarily have to follow tradition.”
"Furthermore, Lord Kyosuke has a rather straightforward personality and probably doesn't have much interest in thinking about romance and poetry."
Makoto Shijo pondered for a moment and realized that his wife was right.
At the banquet the day before yesterday, Kyosuke Kosaka didn't say a single fancy word.
The singing and chanting that often occurred at banquets were completely absent.
Drinking, eating meat and vegetables—it was a very ordinary meal.
"Then I'll find an opportunity to invite Lord Kyosuke over later."
"please."
"Nothing much—how's that attendant who's always with Mikado?" Shijo Makoto changed the subject again.
He cares a lot about his daughter.
He also cared deeply about his son, Shijo Tei.
Especially after hearing about my son's overconfident behavior the day before yesterday.
He was so angry he almost wanted to whip someone with a rattan cane.
Considering that reasoning with her would be more efficient, Makoto Shijo ultimately held back.
This does not mean he will give up.
He remembered the servant who had gone with his son.
"The servant looked fierce, but he was usually well-behaved and probably didn't have any bad intentions."
Runzi made a fair comment.
Makoto Shijou let out a soft "Oh":
"That means your thinking wasn't mature enough. It's a pity, but ultimately you made a mistake that was fundamentally flawed."
Runzi: "Originally, we planned to transfer him and other family members to another location, but unfortunately, new circumstances arose..."
"misfortune?"
"That servant's mother is not a peaceful person, and her daughter happens to be involved with Lord Kyosuke."
"To be associated with Lord Kyosuke?"
Makoto Shijo's relaxed expression turned somewhat serious.
He hadn't expected this family to be so troublesome.
The son got into trouble, and the mother is still so restless!
Logically speaking, it should be thrown aside to avoid causing trouble for oneself in the future.
"Here's what happened..." Junko briefly explained how Kousaka Kyosuke had taken Miyuki's sister to her residence.
Makoto Shijo frowned.
From the moment he learned the basics of the matter, he sensed the restlessness of a certain mother.
The problem is, matters involving important figures are not trivial matters.
Many seemingly insignificant little things can suddenly snowball into something big!
We should still be cautious.
“Then let’s ignore this for now, but the servants can no longer stay by the Imperial Gate’s side.”
After a quick consideration, Makoto Shijou immediately abandoned her idea of kicking them out.
Runzi looked apologetic: "I'm sorry to trouble you to go through all this trouble."
"You've worked so hard."
Makoto Shijo also looked apologetic.
He himself was busy with political affairs, and his wife also had to take care of household chores.
Don't be fooled by how easy it seems.
This is actually quite a headache, considering those who share the same background as them.
In such a large mansion, who knows which one is a native and which one is like them?
Runzi just smiled and shook her head without saying a word.
Now, she is more concerned about one person who is beginning to emerge in the mansion—Youxiao.
It is clear that Youxiao intends to use her daughter to transcend social class.
Runzi didn't know if she could succeed, but she thought Yu Xiao was in danger.
Those who gamble everything will inevitably give up everything.
In the modern world, the husband is the head of a conglomerate, and she is the head's wife.
How could I not have seen this type of person before?
Runzi was quite worried about whether her family would be affected.
On the surface, they pretend not to care.
Secretly, they were considering whether to send the person aside to avoid trouble.
The concern is that this action might lead to some strange misunderstanding.