Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 234 - 162 Bullying Others_2

Chapter 234: Chapter 162 Bullying Others_2

The sun had already begun to set, and they no longer felt like going to the Wuxi Tea Building, so Liang Jinzhao invited them to dine at the nearby Drunken Immortal Residence.

The Drunken Immortal Residence was one of the finest taverns in Xizhou Mansion. Even before night had fallen completely, several red lanterns outside the building were already shining brightly. Its clientele comprised solely the wealthy and noble, among them some richly adorned women.

The group went straight up to the second floor, where Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin, among others, entered a private room, followed closely by Qian Yeejin and Wan Dazhong. Qian Manting and Qian Manpo, entranced by all that was new to them, walked slowly, gazing around in wonder, while Qian Yixiu accompanied them, lagging behind.

Qian Manpo, looking up at the glittering glazed lamps on the ceiling, collided with someone by accident.

A sharp cry ensued as a beautifully dressed woman crumpled her face in pain. She cursed, "You little rat, you stepped on my foot. Ouch, it hurts to death."

Frightened upon realizing he had bumped into a person of status, Qian Manpo stood there, petrified, unsure of how to react.

The maid serving the beautiful woman had barely blinked before her mistress met with an accident and was equally shocked. Seeing that the misfortune was caused by this poor boy, she slapped Qian Manpo, scolding him, "Where did this wretched scamp come from, daring to step on our Maternal Aunt Fang’s foot?"

Qian Manting quickly went to pull his weeping brother aside, while Qian Yixiu stepped forward, raising his voice, "Why are you hitting him? Surely if two people collide, both are at fault. How can you blame a mere child when your grown mistress doesn’t watch where she’s going?"

Now, Yixiu wasn’t afraid; with Uncle Liang and Young Master Song in the house, they wouldn’t stand for such treatment.

Yixiu had already recognized the woman who had been bumped into. She was Huang Wanchun’s favored concubine, Maternal Aunt Fang, whom he had seen once when he was a ghost. He even had the eye-opening experience of witnessing a spectacular show, where she played the lead role.

Even if she was the concubine of a Royal Merchant, she couldn’t provoke the likes of Uncle Liang and Young Master Song from aristocratic families. Perhaps due to her connection with Zhang Yang and Huang Yue’e, Yixiu found Maternal Aunt Fang and her daughter particularly distasteful.

Witnessing the poor child’s bold retort, two more women rushed forward, hurling insults, "You miserable thing, you bumped into our Maternal Aunt and still talk back with such impudence?" They went on to raise their hands as if to strike again.

The waiter hurriedly intervened, attempting to calm the situation, "Ladies, please, simmer down." He then scolded Yixiu and the others, "Where did these beggars come from, disturbing the honored guests? Go on, get out, quickly leave."

Liang Jinzhao and the others in the private room had already heard Yixiu’s loud voice and Qian Manpo’s crying, and they all came out.

Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin stood to one side, coolly observing the scene, as Song’s name was used to rebuke the waiter, "Blind fool, who are you calling beggars? They are guests of our Young Master Cousin and the Big Young Master; do you think you can insult them with impunity?"

The waiter, upon seeing the two elegantly dressed young gentlemen staring icily at him, realized they were not individuals he could afford to offend, and quickly offered a smile to make amends, "My lords, I apologize. I was blind to not recognize my fault. What if the boy who bumped into the lady lowers his head and apologizes to her? Can we consider the matter resolved then? What do you say?"

This waiter was simply trying to smooth things over.

Song Huaijin scoffed, "This child is our guest; asking him to bow is akin to asking me to bow. Would that not be a disgrace to me?"

Hearing this, Song Huaijin’s boy servant Song Chun kicked the waiter a few times, scolding him, "I’ll kick you to death, you imbecile. You don’t even inquire who my master is before you spout such nonsense. You dare demand an apology from us; do you have a death wish?"

The manager of the Drunken Immortal Residence, hearing the commotion, came running and scolded the boy servant, then quickly apologized to both Liang and Song.

Maternal Aunt Fang had seen all sorts of people, and upon observing the dress and demeanor of these two gentlemen, she recognized they were anything but ordinary; indeed, it would be hard to find such exalted gentlemen throughout the entire Xizhou Mansion.

Such individuals were far beyond her ability to provoke; even her master wouldn’t dare to cross them.

She hastily approached Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin, bending forward respectfully, her voice dripping with charm, "Greeting the young masters. It was my fault for not keeping the servants in line, causing the young guest of the master to be wronged. On their behalf, I apologize to the young masters. I’m very sorry." She bowed again as she finished speaking.

Although in her thirties, Maternal Aunt Fang was still strikingly beautiful and well-preserved. Her soft and pleasant voice made her seem merely in her early twenties.

Young gentlemen raised in aristocratic families met such women frequently. Unmoved, Liang Jinzhao asked Qian Yixiu, "Did she hit you?"