Transmigration: A Farm Girl’s Brocade
Chapter 235 - 162 Bullying Others_3

Chapter 235: Chapter 162 Bullying Others_3

Qian Yixiu shook her head, "They didn’t hit me, but they hit my younger uncle instead."

"Who did the hitting?" Liang Jinzhao asked again.

Qian Yixiu pointed at the maid who had done the hitting and said, "Her."

Liang Jinzhao then instructed Liang Gao, "Let her learn a lesson."

The sound of his voice wasn’t loud, but it terrified a few of the maids and old women, who lowered their heads and lost their previous arrogance. Maternal Aunt Fang also didn’t dare to make a sound, standing there nervously.

Liang Gao stepped forward and slapped the maid twice, cursing, "You’re courting death, being so brazen as to hit our young masters’ guest."

Seeing that she had offended someone of importance and caused trouble for her mistress, the maid was already scared witless. She quickly knelt and kowtowed to Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin, "This lowly one was blind to Mount Tai and deserves to die, I deserve to die."

Liang Jinzhao ignored her and said to Qian Yixiu and the others, "It’s alright now, let’s go back to eat."

This was the first time in both of Qian Yixiu’s lifetimes that she had bullied someone by flaunting her power, and it felt especially thrilling. Some evil people just needed to be treated with violence.

The group returned to their private room, and Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin invited Qian Yeejin, Qian Yixiu, Qian Manting, Qian Manpo, and Wan Dazhong to sit down.

They had just ordered when a middle-aged man dressed in lavish clothing in his forties walked in.

Qian Yixiu was amused; this man was Huang Wanchun.

It turned out that after Maternal Aunt Fang returned to the private room, she told Huang Wanchun about the incident, "My lord, those two young masters are extremely handsome and aristocratic. I’ve offended them, how could I bear the consequences? Won’t it bring trouble to my lord?"

Huang Wanchun then sent someone to make some inquiries.

Maternal Aunt Fang then pulled her own daughter Huang Yuexian into her arms and cooed, "My lord, our third miss is so pretty that not even in Capital City, let alone Xizhou Mansion, can you find such beauty. She is almost fourteen years old, and it’s time for you to help her look for a match. I’m fortunate to have been with you, my lord, and have enjoyed all the blessings I could; should I die this instant, I’d have no regrets. But I’m worried about the third miss. Thinking about her marriage keeps me awake at night."

Huang Yuexian blushed and said coquettishly, "Maternal Aunt, if you keep talking like this, I’m going to leave."

Maternal Aunt Fang said, "Silly girl, it’s rare that we go out with your father, and some things just have to be said clearly. Your father is busy with important matters every day; how would he think of so many things?"

Huang Wanchun laughed and said, "No matter how busy I get, I still keep my daughter’s affairs on my heart. Yuexian is my most beloved daughter; I don’t want her to suffer in the future. I always look for a family who would cherish her as a daughter-in-law..."

At this time, a servant came back and reported, "I’ve found out. One of the young masters is Duke Mansion’s eldest young master Leung Zhaojin, and the other one is the Minister of Revenue’s eldest grandson Song Huaijin."

Setting aside the fact that being part of the Duke Mansion meant being extremely noble and authoritative, even the Minister of Revenue, Song Da Zhong, was a big boss to Huang Wanchun. He had put a lot of effort in currying favor with Song Da Zhong at the Xizhou Song Mansion.

After hearing the servant’s report, he became a bit frightened and immediately stood up to apologize to both Liang and Song.

Liang Jinzhao and Song Huaijin also recognized Huang Wanchun and politely invited him to sit down and talk.

Huang Wanchun apologized, "It was all due to my inadequate control over my household, which disturbed you young masters and caused discomfort to your young guests..."

After a long speech, he also gave Qian Manpo a purse, saying it was to calm him down after the ordeal.

It was then that Liang and Song realized that the woman was Huang Wanchun’s favored concubine.

Finally, Huang Wanchun said, "It’s said that a chance encounter is more precious than a meeting by appointment. Today, I shall be the host as a form of apology."

After he left, dish after dish was continuously brought into the room; the plates were stacked high, filling the table to capacity, and they also brought in two jars of Blue flower brew from Qing Feng Xing.

Liang Jinzhao also arranged for a few servants to eat at a small table on the side.

Those people were stuffed to the brim, and there were still some dishes untouched, and a jar of Blue flower brew unopened. It indeed echoed the plight of luxury contrasted against the bones of those who freeze to death on the side of the road.

This was too wasteful, and being wasteful was not in Qian Yixiu’s nature. She thought back to the meal at Qian Sigui’s house, where they had two brought-in preserved dishes on the table. Qian Manpo was salivating but dared not reach for them; the dishes were clearly meant for the guests. It was Qian Yixiu who served some to the young master and mistress. Only after they observed their father’s expression did they dare to eat.

She said, "It’s such a pity to waste all this food we haven’t touched. Aunt Ting, let’s pack up those untouched preserved dishes to take back for my grandfather and Fourth Master to have with their drinks."

And there was also the unopened jar of Blue flower brew. This sort of brew, selling for two hundred taels of silver a jar, could knock Qian Sangui out cold with its cost, yet he wouldn’t have the heart to buy it.

The two noble young masters were unaware of the concept of packing leftovers, but since the little miss suggested it, they decided to take it back.

Song Huaijin’s principal attendant instructed a boy servant to find a server for some waxed paper and to wrap up the untouched and portable items like the preserved chicken, preserved duck, and preserved pork hocks. The server, understanding their level, also gave them a cloth bag to put the food in, making it easier to carry.