How to Deal with Having the Villainous Tyrant’s Child Chapter 78

Chapter 78

After trying out the method Lu Hanzhi had taught him, Yuwen Jue gained a new perspective on the world.

Lu Xuzhi had gone completely mad—mad for him.

The spring water was warm, and through the rising steam, Yuwen Jue could faintly hear his affectionate whispers, calling his name over and over again, “Ah Jue, Ah Jue…”

It felt dreamlike, yet so real—intoxicating, like an opium poppy, making one utterly entranced.

At the same time, some instinctive part of him knew that this should only be indulged in occasionally—any more, and he might become addicted.

That night, Yuwen Jue slept soundly, and even upon waking the next morning, he still felt as if he were floating.

When Lu Hanzhi came looking for him, Yuwen Jue’s face still carried a faint pink hue.

Perhaps it was due to embarrassment, but his complexion looked especially radiant, and for once, even his normally reserved expression carried a trace of allure.

If there was one thing that set Xiao Langjun apart from ordinary people, it was his natural charm.

But Yuwen Jue never had it—after all, he had only started taking the sacred medicine as an adult, and his bone structure remained that of an ordinary man.

Yet today, when Lu Hanzhi saw him, there was a captivating charm in his gaze and expression. Something must have happened.

Lu Hanzhi found it strange but felt too embarrassed to ask directly. Judging by Yuwen Jue’s demeanor, he didn’t seem inclined to talk about it either.

Curiosity killed the cat. Lu Hanzhi decided not to pry into his secrets.

The snow had stopped. Yesterday, Lu Hanzhi and Yuwen Jue  had arranged to visit his kiln today.

Originally, his plan had been to fire his first batch of porcelain and then acquire the largest Han Ji porcelain workshop in the capital, starting his step-by-step mission.

But now, with the idea of making a birthday gift for the Empress Dowager, he decided to put that plan on hold for the time being.

Besides, he had a general understanding of Su Wan’ning’s tactics—her “golden finger” likely had a cooldown period no shorter than his own.

Every time she used a powerful move, she needed quite some time to recover.

For example, after her grand act of saving the Emperor, she would probably need to lie low for at least a month.

Lu Hanzhi had a hunch that Su Wan’ning would also attend the Empress Dowager’s birthday banquet. Most likely, she would try to cater to the Empress Dowager’s preferences by focusing on her love for Buddhism.

He had to be on high alert and make sure Su Wan’ning didn’t get the chance to present her gift to the Empress Dowager.

After all, he still hadn’t fully figured her out. He didn’t know whether his defensive artifacts could withstand all of her attacks. If he acted rashly, he might end up being countered and killed instead.

The puppets controlled by Su Wan’ning brought her endless benefits, serving her completely.

The Empress Dowager was no ordinary person. If she fell under Su Wan’ning’s control, there was no telling what she might do, and that would make things much harder for him.

Lu Hanzhi and Yuwen Jue were riding together in a carriage on their way to the estate. The entire journey, Lu Hanzhi stared at his second sister-in-law, watching him grin foolishly.

In the end, he couldn’t take it anymore. He moved to sit beside him and asked, “Second Sister-in-law, what exactly happened to make you so happy? Tell me so I can be happy too!”

Yuwen Jue felt too embarrassed to say it. To be honest, even afterward, he didn’t have the nerve to bring it up.

As soon as Lu Xuzhi glanced at him, he turned away, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into.

But now that Lu Hanzhi had asked, he couldn’t resist sharing his little excitement.

After hearing him out, Lu Hanzhi had an expression that said, “That’s it?” Then he said, “A harmonious sex life strengthens a couple’s relationship. Isn’t that completely normal? Why are you so shy about it, Second Sister-in-law?”

Yuwen Jue, after all, was a native of this world. He couldn’t compare to Lu Hanzhi, who had seen far more in his previous life.

Clearing his throat, Yuwen Jue replied, “As the saying goes, ‘Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, do not speak what is improper, do not act improperly.’ Even as husband and wife, we should still abide by the words of the sages.”

Lu Hanzhi adjusted his cloak and said, “Second Sister-in-law, that’s a saying from Confucius. But what he actually meant was that one should restrain oneself from doing things that go against propriety. Practicing virtue is a personal choice, not something dictated by others. The old man had far more important teachings to impart—who cares how you and my second brother interact as a couple? Don’t let these rigid rules tie you down. I’ll ask you this: when you and my second brother were doing ‘improper’ things, were you happy? Did you feel joy? Were you content?”

The moment those three questions were asked, Yuwen Jue froze for a moment. Then, following his true feelings, he nodded and said, “Of course, I was happy. Before I left this morning, your second brother wouldn’t stop clinging to me, repeatedly telling me to take care of myself. He has always been considerate, but after last night, he became even more affectionate.”

It had to be noted that Lu Xuzhi was someone Prince Chu had pursued and won over.

Prince Chu’s love for Lu Xuzhi was even deeper than Lu Xuzhi’s love for him.

But after last night, Yuwen Jue truly felt that his beloved Xuzhi was completely attached to him now.

Lu Hanzhi said, “Then there you have it. People always misinterpret Confucius’ words. Take the saying ‘Among the three great unfilial acts, having no descendants is the worst.’ Master Meng never meant to say you should just focus on having children. What he really meant was that failing to fulfill one’s responsibilities as a descendant is the true form of unfilial behavior. And as for ‘Women and petty men are hard to raise,’ that doesn’t mean women are inherently difficult. It refers to those favored by their masters and those lacking moral cultivation—they struggle to cultivate a righteous spirit, making it hard for them to nurture their body, mind, nature, and fate. That’s why interacting with them requires proper boundaries. Do you think Confucius would randomly belittle people? Many of these sayings have been twisted over time and shouldn’t be taken at face value.”

After Lu Hanzhi’s explanation, Prince Chu began to question everything. He wondered if the classics he had studied all his life had been misleading him.

But thinking it over, it made sense. Some people took the words of sages and used them as tools to lecture others. The meaning of a phrase depended entirely on the intentions of the one interpreting it.

They would wave it around like a decree, exaggerating small matters into great ones, distorting the truth, and unfairly affecting the lives and reputations of others.

And in the end, the sages were the ones left taking the blame.

Tsk tsk, even sages had it rough.

The two of them discussed this all the way to the estate and eventually reached a conclusion.

Life only lasts a few decades, and handling all kinds of responsibilities was already exhausting. Why impose more restrictions on one’s own nature?

If you like something, pursue it. If it makes you happy, do it. Don’t waste your time in this world.

The carriage stopped at the estate gates, and from a distance, Yuwen Jue saw a long structure stretching along the eastern hillside.

Lu Hanzhi led his second sister-in-law toward the hill, explaining as they walked, “That’s the dragon kiln, made up of a series of dome-shaped kilns. When firing porcelain, it allows for even heating and quick cooling while also enabling mass production. Right now, my warehouse is stocked with a heap of white porcelain and colorful porcelain.”

Colorful porcelain was created by painting beautiful patterns with colored pigments onto white porcelain.

Lu Hanzhi felt that once the Empress Dowager’s birthday celebration was over, he could complete all three of his current missions at the same time.

Yuwen Jue asked, “Did you call me over today just to look at your stockpile?”

Lu Hanzhi shook his head. “No. In a few days, it’ll be the Empress Dowager’s birthday. The gift I prepared for her is being fired today. I wanted you to come and witness it with me.”

Yuwen Jue looked surprised. “Didn’t you already prepare a gift? That six-piece set of ‘Six Blessings for Good Fortune’ we saw the other day?”

Lu Hanzhi smiled. “That wasn’t enough. Come with me today and see what else I have.”

Intrigued by Lu Hanzhi’s mysterious attitude, Yuwen Jue followed him up the hillside.

The snow made the path slippery, and the two attendants kept their eyes fixed on Yuwen Jue’s steps.

Feeling exasperated, Yuwen Jue said, “You don’t have to be this tense. I’ve been trained in martial arts since childhood. Do you really think I’d fall?”

Lu Hanzhi stepped forward to support him, saying, “It’s fine, I’ll hold onto you, Second Sister-in-law.”

Yuwen Jue chuckled. “You? You’ve been lazy since you were young. You can’t even hold a horse stance without wobbling, and you think you can support me?”

Lu Hanzhi felt like he had taken a direct hit. Thinking back, the original owner of his body had indeed been a rather idle young master, which actually suited his personality quite well.

Before long, they reached the mid-slope.

Several kilns were emitting thick white smoke, and the workers were clearly busy with their tasks.

As soon as the kiln master saw Lu Hanzhi approaching, he quickly walked over from a distance.

A young man in his early twenties respectfully bowed to Lu Hanzhi and greeted, “Young Master”

“Zhong Yao?” Lu Hanzhi asked.

The young man across from him replied, “That’s me, Zhong Yao.”

Zhong Yao was a newly appointed kiln master, coming from a family that had been in the kiln business for generations. He was a true expert in his craft.

Unlike the rugged, rough-skinned kiln masters Lu Hanzhi usually encountered, this Zhong Yao had delicate features and a rather refined appearance.

Lu Hanzhi, slightly surprised, asked, “Are you a… langjun?”

Zhong Yao’s face showed a hint of embarrassment, but he still answered as usual, “Yes, I am.”

Lu Hanzhi frowned. “Then where do you live?”

Zhong Yao responded, “At the residence arranged by Zai Yu.”

Lu Hanzhi thought for a moment and said, “How about this? The main house is currently unoccupied, and there’s a vacant guest room. You can stay there for now.”

Zhong Yao was momentarily stunned before immediately bowing and saying, “Thank you, young master.”

Lu Hanzhi waved his hand, indicating it was no trouble.

A young, unmarried Langjun in his twenties—he was bound to have a story.

Zhong Yao gestured for them to proceed, and as they talked, they made their way toward the tallest kiln.

Lu Hanzhi asked, “I heard the designs on the colored porcelain are all hand-drawn by you?”

Zhong Yao nodded but didn’t say another word.

It was rare to find a young man who wasn’t eager to show off. Lu Hanzhi appreciated this quality in Zhong Yao.

He said, “In a couple of days, I’ll design a set of patterns. Would you be able to paint them for me?”

Zhong Yao lowered his head and replied, “Young master, just give the order.”

Lu Hanzhi had figured it out by now—Zhong Yao was neither arrogant nor servile, not one to show off, yet seemed to have a depth that was not easily discerned.

He stopped speaking and simply followed Zhong Yao up the hill.

Just then, a few kiln workers called out to Zhong Yao, “Kiln master, do we open it?”

Zhong Yao glanced at the position of the sun and said, “Open it.”

Soon, the kiln door slowly creaked open, revealing the contents inside.

Several workers carefully used ropes to lift out the now-cooled porcelain. A life-sized seated Guanyin statue was unveiled before them.

The entire Guanyin was pure white, seated upon a lotus petal amid auspicious clouds, leaning gently against another lotus petal behind her. She had an ethereal grace, with kind eyes and a serene expression.

Yuwen Jue was utterly amazed. He stepped forward, circling the white porcelain Guanyin several times before finally giving Lu Hanzhi a thumbs-up. “This is truly a divine blessing!”

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