Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress
Chapter 991 - 993: Unfilial Son (4)

Chapter 991: Chapter 993: Unfilial Son (4)

Prefect Han’s mouth twitched twice, and before he could speak, he heard a few young masters at the neighboring table burst into loud laughter. A young master in a purple robe turned his head and said to Mu Zhongli, "Now, the court still lacks a Fourth Rank Official as the Libationer of the Imperial Academy. Can you drink? Oh, right, once the Emperor appoints the Prince, there will be a vacancy for a Royal Stable Master. Can you manage horses?"

After he finished, several guests at his table laughed even harder.

Mu Chongcai, a pig butcher who was as slow as a pig and eager for quick success, heard that the Libationer of the Imperial Academy was a Fourth Rank official—several ranks higher than any official he had seen in Yushu County—and his eyes turned red. He loudly said, "Young Master, I can drink! I can drink two catties of strong liquor and not be drunk. In all of Qingyun Town, if I claim to be the second best drinker, no one would dare claim to be the first!"

Mu Chongfu then leaned forward, pointing to his nose, and said, "Though I’m not good at drinking, I can wash horses. Before, I always washed our horse named General Black. Hey, every time I washed him, he was shining clean without a single stray hair....."

"Pop——"

"Hahaha..."

The young masters at the table laughed so hard they were bending over backward, and some even knocked over their wine cups...

Mu Zhongqing’s face turned red and burned hotly, feeling deeply embarrassed. He then regretted not listening to Cai Wei and had caused great trouble for Fei’er. With relatives like these, Fei’er was likely to be despised as well.

Magistrate Han laughed heartily in a good-natured way and helped extricate them from the awkward situation by saying, "Elder, you really have a sense of humor. Your grandson is just like you, hehe....."

At this moment, anyone perceptive or discerning enough would have sensed something was amiss seeing everyone laughing like this.

Regrettably, the three men of the Mu family were so blinded by their desire for status that they were deceived by the prospect of becoming officials; they didn’t care whether what was said was true or false and insisted earnestly.

"No need to laugh. I’m not lying. Really, I can fabricate anything, fix anything. If I lie, may thunder strike me....."

"I can drink too. If you don’t believe it, come and compete with me. I assure you, I will drink you under the table....."

"I’ll go outside and wash the horses right now. I’ll wash each of your horses one by one, guaranteeing your satisfaction..."

"Ahahaha....."

Everyone at the feast laughed so hard they nearly fell over, some even cried from laughter, and no one had the heart to eat anymore, just watching these men embarrass themselves.....

General Li, holding his cup, sat next to King Qin and said with a light smile, "Hehe, Your Highness’s in-laws are quite the jesters!"

Nangong Yi, unfazed, said lazily, "Not bad, they are not my personal in-laws, my uncles-in-law, otherwise, in the future, I would have to use the Prince’s connections to arrange a position as a Stable Master for my uncle-in-law!"

"..."

Throughout the Birthday Feast, Mu Zhongqing felt as if he was on a bed of charcoal. The elders of the main house were a constant source of embarrassment, making everyone laugh endlessly. Ironically, these men took no shame in their behavior, thinking it was something to be proud of and that it made them fit right into the circle of aristocrats.

Mu Zhongqing felt so embarrassed he wished he could find a crevice to crawl into. He thought that even if they had deliberately planned to embarrass themselves as much as possible, they couldn’t have performed any better.

By the end of the feast, Mu Zhongqing was sweating profusely, mentally crushed and tortured. He deeply regretted it, for his daughters had finally found good matches, but now, how would their husbands’ families view his own family and its manners?