By a twist of fate, the illegitimate son of the Marquis's family marries the county princess.

Chapter 131 Wen Shuyu Wants to Submit a Manuscript

The next day

Pei Rujing slowly woke up, but Wen Zongji was no longer beside her.

Hearing the commotion, Qinghe approached and asked through the curtain, "Does the princess wish to rise?"

"Um."

Pei Rujing gave a soft "hmm," then couldn't help but cough twice to clear her dry throat.

Qinghe hung up the curtains and then helped Pei Rujing change her clothes.

Noticing the suggestive marks on Pei Rujing's body, Qinghe kept her eyes straight ahead. Having seen it so many times, she was no longer so easily embarrassed.

After changing and washing up, Pei Rujing sat down at the table to have breakfast.

After drinking a bowl of easy-to-digest congee, feeling much better, she finally asked, "When did my husband leave?"

"The son-in-law has been gone for an hour."

Pei Rujing did indeed get up much later than usual today.

The main reason was that Wen Zongji wanted to keep Pei Rujing from thinking about other things, and the two of them fooled around for a long time.

After finishing her breakfast, Pei Rujing leaned back on the tatami mat.

When Zuo Mingxuan walked in, she saw her looking so spineless.

"What's wrong with the county princess?"

Pei Rujing said, "I'm just a little tired... Why did you come?"

After resting for a while, her back stopped hurting so much.

Zuo Mingxuan waved the Beijing Gazette in her hand: "Princess, the Beijing Gazette is being talked about everywhere in the capital. In just one day, it has become famous throughout the city. Lord Wen, as the chief editor of the Beijing Gazette, has really made a name for himself this time."

Pei Rujing gave a faint "Oh".

"The county princess is so calm?"

"My husband has always been capable, so it's normal for him to have achieved what he has today."

Zuo Mingxuan smiled: "The county princess seems to have a lot of confidence in Lord Wen."

"It's just a fact."

Seeing Pei Rujing still leaning against the couch as if she had no bones, a thought flashed through Zuo Mingxuan's mind, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Could the county princess be pregnant?"

These words startled everyone in the room, and they all looked at Zuo Mingxuan.

Granny Feng asked, "Why does Miss Zuo say that?"

"Because my sister-in-law is pregnant, just like the county princess, she always feels tired and doesn't want to move."

Everyone looked away, silently complaining in their hearts that Zuo Mingxuan was making a fuss over nothing and had startled them.

Pei Rujing couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. If I were pregnant, wouldn't I know?"

Zuo Mingxuan noticed everyone's expressions and realized she had said the wrong thing. She smiled apologetically and said, "It was my fault."

"However, Princess, I read this issue of the Beijing Gazette. Lord Wen is indeed remarkable; he should attract a lot of attention to the Gazette. When is the next issue?"

Pei Rujing said, "My husband said it would be in half a month."

"Published every two weeks? The Beijing Gazette has so little content, isn't a two-week interval too long? The Imperial Gazette is also an official gazette, it's published daily."

Pei Rujing: "My husband said that this is only because the Beijing Daily is newly launched and is only published once every two weeks. Once it gets on track, it will be published daily."

Zuo Mingxuan suddenly realized: "I see, it's to play it safe, isn't it? Lord Wen is certainly prudent."

Pei Rujing raised her head and said smugly, "Don't you even know whose husband he is?"

Zuo Mingxuan smiled and echoed, "Naturally, he is the county princess's ideal husband."

"Princess, the Second Young Lady has arrived."

As soon as Qinghe finished speaking, Wen Shuyu walked in, also holding the Beijing Daily in his hand.

Seeing that Zuo Mingxuan was also there, Wen Shuyu greeted her somewhat shyly, then walked over to Pei Rujing and asked, "Sister-in-law, may I submit my work?"

"What?"

Pei Rujing was stunned and didn't understand what it meant.

Zuo Mingxuan understood: "Second Miss wants to submit an article to the Beijing Gazette?"

Wen Shuyu nodded emphatically.

Pei Rujing still didn't understand: "What kind of submission?"

"Your Highness hasn't been reading the Beijing Gazette properly," Zuo Mingxuan first complained to Pei Rujing before explaining, "There's a line of small print on the Beijing Gazette's article page that states the Beijing Gazette Office accepts submissions from anyone, and as long as the article is well-written, it has a chance to be published in the Beijing Gazette."

"Now that the Capital Gazette is renowned, it's almost certain that it will circulate throughout the entire Great Chu in the future. In other words, all the people of Great Chu will be reading the Capital Gazette. If you can publish an article in the Capital Gazette, it will be a great opportunity to become famous."

Pei Rujing understood and turned to look at Wen Shuyu: "You also want to publish an article in the Beijing Daily?"

She was somewhat surprised. Her impression of Wen Shuyu had always been that she was quiet, introverted, and easily embarrassed. She never expected that Wen would have such thoughts.

Wen Shuyu was still a little shy, but her tone was firm: "My brother always tells me that I can do what I want to do. I like reading and I also like writing. I don't know if my articles can be published in the Beijing Daily, but there's no harm in trying."

Zuo Mingxuan exclaimed, "Second Miss is right, why not give it a try?"

Pei Rujing nodded: "Since you want to do it, then go ahead and do it. After you write it down, you can send it to Yunguang Academy and have your brother take a look."

Wen Shuyu shook her head: "No! Wouldn't showing this to my brother be considered taking a shortcut? I don't want my brother to know."

"Good! That's ambitious!"

Zuo Mingxuan praised loudly.

Wen Shuyu blushed slightly from the praise and lowered her head shyly.

Pei Rujing said, "In that case, write your article and give it to me, and I'll send it to the Beijing Gazette Office for you."

"Thank you, sister-in-law."

Wen Shuyu also meant the same thing.

Confined to the inner quarters, even if she wrote an article, she didn't know how to send it to the Imperial Gazette, which is why she came to Pei Rujing for help.

Seeing that the important business was over, Zuo Mingxuan suggested, "Since we're all gathered here, how about we play mahjong?"

Wen Shuyu looked around: "But there are only three of us?"

Zuo Mingxuan smiled and said, "It just so happens that our club invented a new and complicated way to play, which is for three people to play together. Let's give it a try."

Wen Shuyu asked, "How do we play?"

Zuo Mingxuan said, "It's just that all the 'Wan' tiles are removed from the mahjong set, and you can only win by drawing the winning tile yourself. Other than that, it's the same as the normal game."

Wen Shuyu said, "That sounds a bit difficult."

"It's more fun when it's difficult; if it's too easy, wouldn't it be too boring?"

Zuo Mingxuan looked at Pei Rujing: "Does the county princess want to join?"

"Play!"

Anyway, I need to kill time.

Pei Rujing sent someone to fetch the mahjong tiles.

The three of them sat at the table and listened to Zuo Mingxuan repeat the rules they needed to pay attention to.

Novel gameplay always brings a sense of novelty, and the three of them played together for a long time, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

Pei Rujing remarked, "Mahjong clubs are quite useful."

At the very least, they've developed many novel ways to play, keeping mahjong fresh and exciting.