flstandardbreds Chapter 141: Dog Barking and Pig Squealing
Chapter 141: Dog Barking and Pig Squealing
However, after seven or eight days, people from Earl Yong's mansion came to make trouble again. The last time it was for his legitimate son Meng Yang, and this time it was for his legitimate daughter Meng Jing.
First she lost her son and now she lost her daughter. The old lady Chen in the Earl of Yongyi's mansion turned gray overnight. At this moment, anger appeared on her old face. She pointed at a maid who stopped her and said, "Why is it so difficult for me to see my son-in-law? Is your master really out for something, or is Xie Qian feeling guilty and dare not see me?!"
The maid said nothing.
"What about the old lady Musk? Is she out too? Since my son-in-law is not here, let us two in-laws meet, reminisce about the past, and explain how my daughter died! Go, call her out! Let her come to see me!"
The maid blocking the door was sweating: "The old lady has been too worried these days and has been bedridden. She has already refused visitors. Why don't you come back in a few days?"
"Who do you think you are!" Chen didn't say anything, but a beautiful woman standing behind her suddenly walked forward and slapped the maid hard on the face. This person had a white scarf wrapped around her head and was dressed in plain clothes. She was the eldest daughter-in-law of the Meng family, Meng Yang's wife, Li Ruofu.
"Your servant, your servant will go and tell the message again!" The little maid covered her cheeks, sobbed, and ran to Tianhe Courtyard.
In Tianhe Courtyard, Old Lady Musk was drinking tea, looking energetic and not sick at all. Xie Qian sat upright, not knowing what he was thinking. Old Lady Musk looked at Feng Jia, pointed at her and asked, "What happened to your forehead?"
There was a bruise on Feng Jia's forehead, and a small cut on it. She reached out and touched it, and said calmly, "Father was mad at me because of the banquet. He thought I was the one who started the trouble, so he called me to the study two days ago and hit me with the account book."
Xie Qian glared at her unhappily and said nothing.
The old lady of Musk pondered for a moment, waved her hand, and the servants filed out. Only the three generations of the family were left in the room. She first said to Xie Qian, "You don't know how to control your power. The prince will choose a concubine next year. What will you do if you smash her face?"
Xie Qian lowered his head: "Mother is teaching me a lesson, and my son was also in a hurry at the moment."
She then turned to Feng Jia and said, "Meng was indeed vicious to you, but Zhao'er, you were too cruel. You implicated my third grandson and humiliated him. His future career will also be damaged. Do you know your guilt?"
Feng Jia was stunned and knelt down, "My granddaughter admits her guilt."
The old lady rubbed her brows, and after a while, she seemed to have figured it out and said, "Forget it, forget it. It has already happened and there is nothing to say. Don't blame your father. After all, we are still a family. Get up."
Feng Jia stood up, feeling more and more confused. He glanced at Xie Qian, but couldn't see anything unusual, so he could only swallow all his doubts.
As she was speaking, the maid came in crying and told her the whole story. Old Lady Musk looked at her swollen cheeks, with anger in her eyes and her chest shaking up and down.
"This old lady Chen relies on the fact that she is a relative of the Prime Minister's Mansion to be so lawless!"
The servant was still crying: "Old Madam Chen also said that it was because the master married into their family that he was too high..."
Xie Qian slammed the table, veins popping out. It was this sentence again. Whether it was the old lady or the Meng family, they always used this sentence to pressure him! He was now the prime minister with great power, but this sentence reminded him of his disgraceful past all the time.
It reminded him that he had risen step by step with the support of the Meng family, and that he used to be just a bastard from a wealthy family. It reminded him of the humiliation he suffered in his childhood!
"I guess he came here because of his mother's death."
Old Lady Musk looked annoyed, while Xie Qian's face was livid.
Feng Jia stood up, bowed and said, "Grandma, we don't want to see her. I'm sure Chen will come to our house every day to make trouble. It's better to let your granddaughter go."
"You go?" Xie Qian frowned.
"Yes." Feng Jia bowed, "She is here to question me. I have a way to stop her from asking questions and make her too embarrassed to step into my house again. However, I still have to ask for mercy from my father!"
"What grace?"
Feng Jia walked forward and whispered something in Xie Qian's ear. Xie Qian's expression changed slightly and he frowned for a long while: "That Meng Yang's son is even more of a jerk than his father. He got it too easy!"
Feng Jia laughed, "Father, we only asked him to go up, and we didn't say we would escort him all the way. If he is not worthy of the position, the illegitimate sons of the Meng family are not just there to eat and do nothing. There are plenty of people who can pull him down!"
Xie Qian thought about it and nodded: "It's up to you."
Feng Jia was led over by her maid. Old Madam Chen had already smashed all the furnishings around, leaving the ground in a mess. The servants around her stood trembling by, not daring to persuade or even pick up the trash. They were at a loss as to what to do, and then they saw her coming, as if they had found a savior.
"Ninth Miss! You are here at last!"
Ninth Miss? Li Ruofu's heart moved, and she turned to look at the woman in plain brocade clothes. The woman was so beautiful that even Meng Wanxing, the most outstanding daughter of the Meng family, could not compare with her.
Old Madam Chen's face turned pale with rage.
"You are Xie Lanzhao!" If looks could kill, Old Madam Chen would have skinned Feng Jia and torn her to pieces by now.
Old Madam Chen recalled the letter her daughter had written to her. The letter said that Xie Jiu from Shicheng was cruel and vicious. He not only caused his good grandson to lose his arm, but also forced her Yao'er to death. She couldn't help but gnashing with hatred and said, "Xie Lanzhao, did my daughter and son die in your hands?"
Feng Jia took a cup of tea from the maid and offered it to her: "Grandmother, I know you are very sad to see your son die, but the people from the Dali Temple have already made a verdict. My uncle fell into the pond while drunk, and my mother died of illness due to excessive worry and anger."
"Do you think I will believe you? And who is your grandmother?" Old Madam Chen grabbed the bowl and threw it on the ground. The scalding hot tea spilled at Feng Jia's feet, soaking most of her skirt.
Song Huai was so angry that he wanted to step forward, but Feng Jia stopped him with a smile, "I have been adopted by my mother, and you are Lan Zhao's grandmother."
She was actually laughing? Old Madam Chen felt a surge of anger and coughed twice: "Where's your father! Call him out!"
"My father is out meeting guests, and my grandmother has been ill and bedridden for a long time, so if my grandmother has anything to say, she can talk to Lan Zhao."
Old Madam Chen glared at her: "Xie Lanzhao, how could there be someone as shameless as you in this world! You will not live a good life!"
But no matter how much Mrs. Chen scolded, Feng Jia's smile remained on her face. She listened respectfully and could not find any fault at all.
Li Ruofu was secretly frightened. Old Madam Chen felt as if all her strength had been wasted on a ball of cotton. She was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
Old Madam Chen didn't want to continue the stalemate, so she finally said, "Okay, if they don't want to come out to see me, I won't force them, but I want to see my daughter!"
Old Madam Chen sneered, "You can fool others, but you can't fool me! I absolutely don't believe that Meng Jing died of illness! I will take her body back to identify the cause of death! You, the Xie family, can just wait for the lawsuit!"
Feng Jia clapped his hands together, and a servant came over holding a square lacquer box.
Old Madam Chen had a vague answer in her mind, but she still didn't want to believe it. She asked tremblingly, "What do you mean!"
"Grandma, don't you want to see mother?" Feng Jia blinked. "However, the body is gone, but the ashes are here. Please take them back, grandma!"