The Husband I Snatched Is Not Right!

Chapter 518 - 513: Gotta Get Some Benefits First

Besides these people, there were also five personnel Yu Tingwan requested from Wei Zhao.

With more people, the efficiency naturally improved.

In half a day, nearly thirty percent was completed.

To know this kind of basket of tasks, if Yu Tingwan handled it alone, it would take at least a month.

By this calculation, it is estimated to be completely finished by tomorrow.

It’s getting late.

Shen Zhiyi leaned back wearily.

"I can’t go on."

Useless thing.

Gu Wu was actually also very tired, but it depended on who she was working for. She rubbed her wrist and looked over expectantly.

"Sister, can I take some back with me?"

Gu Wu quickly said, "I don’t have any other intentions, I just want to keep busy before going to bed."

Yu Tingwan: ???

Nightfall.

When Wei Zhao returned, the courtyard was brightly lit. He walked unhurriedly but with large strides, about to head inside when he suddenly paused.

His gaze shifted to the right side of the doorway.

A Black Shadow crouched in the corner.

Completely still.

The silhouette carried a deep sense of resentment.

Wei Zhao raised an eyebrow and didn’t look closely, stepping inside.

Inside the room, Yu Tingwan was leaning over the desk, her black hair cascading down as her slender fingers held a brush, her expression hesitant.

On the desk were over a dozen letters, with only the last one remaining untreated. These had to be handled by her personally, evidently more difficult and important than those dealt with during the day.

Her fingertips hovered above the letter, a blot of ink spreading like her current tangled thoughts.

Her sleeve slightly grazed an ink stain at the edge of the inkstone, the flickering candlelight reflecting in her slightly furrowed brow. Hearing footsteps, she didn’t look up.

A shadow enveloped her.

Wei Zhao, wearing his official uniform, supported himself with one hand on the desk.

"Undecided?"

His voice carried a trace of lingering officialdom, yet softened upon meeting her eyes.

"Indeed troublesome."

Wei Zhao’s gaze stayed on the letter, his expression understanding.

A hand with distinct joints covered hers from behind, the warm palm pressing against her slightly cool hand back, holding it with a just-right grip, encompassing her entire hand.

Yu Tingwan: "You know how?"

Wei Zhao: "If I guessed right, this shouldn’t be sent from below."

"It should be from your mother."

Some things never change.

Wei Zhao: "Back then, Mother gave me similar tests."

Yu Tingwan grew interested.

"You answered it?"

Wei Zhao wrapped her in the small space, his palm guiding her in writing, speaking softly: "Thought about it for three days."

Yu Tingwan said in a faint tone: "Is this helping me cheat?"

Wei Zhao tilted his head, his cheek almost brushing her ear tip.

Gentle kisses fell stealthily.

Yu Tingwan felt ticklish, leaning back, but he held her waist, leaving her no room to retreat.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting some benefit first."

Yu Tingwan’s voice broke into fragments, quickly biting her lip, under his dark gaze, asking: "Just a few kisses enough?"

Wei Zhao’s eyes darkened, following her words: "Afraid I’ll suffer a loss?"

He lowered his gaze: "Hmm? You think this is a sensual bargain?"

Yu Tingwan continued on her own: "Don’t be like this."

Yu Tingwan insisted: "I am, after all, a principled person."

She didn’t blink or flinch: "Since childhood, Mother taught me to do everything with my own hands, not to borrow others’ hands."

But Yaoyao never listened.

Wei Zhao didn’t believe it either.

She had both blame and laudatory words.

"You borrowed people from my side, yet again brought others in. Was the whole afternoon spent chatting?"

How could he not see through the girl’s mind?

"Want to test if you can solve it sooner? To gloat if it takes less than me?"

Yu Tingwan straightforwardly: "Yes."

"Seems men are not always better with long durations either."

It was tricky, but Yu Tingwan just wasn’t in the headspace at the moment, thinking she wouldn’t need three days!

"Give me some time, if I figure it out I can laugh at you."

Wei Zhao: "Oh."

He spoke softly: "I’m looking forward to it."

He released Yu Tingwan’s hand.

"Forgot to tell you, I was eight back then."

Eighteen-year-old Yu Tingwan: ...

Wei Zhao’s voice carried a smile: "Even if you figure it out now, come up with a solution, but do you..."

He touched her lips, pecked lightly

"Still feel superior?"

Yu Tingwan: ...

No more.

And felt humiliated.

At eight, she was still playing with mud.

Wei Zhao no longer teased her.

"He Xuran is now working for Ying Fuyan, so the Imperial Censorate is out of reach."

Once he leaves, there’s no one suitable to fill in.

That position besides requiring bold honesty, most importantly doesn’t fear offending others.

He Xuran had Gu Fuju backing him. So his handling of cases was swift and precise, daring to clash with others. As he leaves, the Imperial Censorate is without a leader.

Mentioning this suddenly, Yu Tingwan understood.

"Husband wants Yunling to step in?"

Among the connections in Shangjing, Ning Yunling indeed...

The cousin is Wei Zhao, and the cousin-in-law is the Grand Tutor’s daughter.

Even tougher than He Xuran.

Wei Zhao: "He only knows how to cause trouble."

This was a fact.

Wei Zhao: "Can’t really be considered clever either."

Yes, a foolish beauty.

"The Imperial Censorate is filled with capable people, but many are quite old and not from prominent backgrounds, mostly of humble origins."

Such people, if without protection above, find it hard to move in officialdom.

Wei Zhao: "Whether the Court opens a special examination or undertakes drastic reforms, officials are demoted or promoted, yet there are always those who practice superficial compliance."

"The Imperial Censorate deals with offending tasks, it needs a fearless leader."

Aside from that, if they put Ning Yunling in the Imperial Censorate, serving even as a symbol, it could intimidate many officials.

Yu Tingwan: "Would he be willing to?"

"The Lu Family intends to see the family’s daughter for a match."

A family with a sought-after daughter, now in a hurry.

Wei Zhao lightly: "He isn’t beyond hope, knowing he relies on ancestral blessings, would be unworthy of the Lu Family’s daughter if he remained a life-long wastrel."

"Also considered having the will to improve."

Wei Zhao wasn’t exactly gratified.

But the Imperial Censorate indeed needed such a person now.

He also wanted to see how far he could lift Ning Yunling, a cousin who was always in trouble.

As for other matters.

Wei Zhao didn’t care.

He stood up, unfastened the jade belt from his waist, and removed the heavy official uniform.

Wei Zhao: "The Grand Empress Dowager intends to invite the Lu Family’s women to the palace for a talk."

After Ying Fuyan ascended the throne, the Empress Dowager became the Grand Empress Dowager.

That Lu Shiyin is delicate, not to mention would be liked by the Grand Empress Dowager who wants a match with He Xuran, even Yu Tingwan liked her.

Wei Zhao: "Her highness also plans to meet the two sons of the Lu Family."

The eldest and the second son of the Lu Family haven’t married.

Gu Wu’s marriage had long been chosen by Gu Fuju, guessing it would be with one of the Lu Family’s sons.

The Grand Empress Dowager’s invitation also indicated helping to screen them. Asking them both together avoids the awkwardness of a solo match-up when undecided.

As for whether Gu Fuju chose the elder or the younger, Yu Tingwan couldn’t guess.

However...

Perhaps Shen Zhiyi’s remark was too stunning.

Yu Tingwan couldn’t help but muse along her thoughts.