Chapter 262 The Wedding Banquet
Xing Fang thinks about it too, even if Xia Yuanqiu beats someone, so what? Zhuo Zhonghai would not foolishly offend her, the future Concubine Jing, in order to help a useless relative.
As Xia Yuanqiu expected, after Zhuo Zhonghai returned home, Chang Meifeng hurriedly cried to him about Chang Bolin's injury last night.
Zhuo Zhonghai had never had a good impression of Chang Bolin, so he naturally didn't feel sorry for him, but he couldn't help being furious at the thought of someone committing a crime in his own mansion.
What Chang Meifeng wanted was this effect, and immediately fanned the flames: "Since Qinya returned to the mansion, our mansion has never stopped for a day, and I see that she doesn't pay attention to us elders at all, let alone us elders. What about Berlin?"
"Next time, maybe something will go wrong."
Chang Meifeng saw that Zhuo Zhonghai's brows were getting closer, and continued: "Master, what I said was not pleasant, Qinya dared to be so arrogant because of the support of His Royal Highness Prince Jing. Master, you that day No, but I didn't see her like that. In front of His Highness Prince Jing, my mother and I went to Yingyuexuan. She didn't even look at us. She didn't respect my concubine's status. My mother is her grandmother. How could she can--"
Zhuo Zhonghai's face was black as charcoal, he gave Chang Meifeng a look, and said angrily: "You know how to stir up trouble, this person has come into the mansion, King Jing has also come twice, but your two daughters are capable Do you want Prince Jing to look at them more? What's the use of shouting in front of me?"
Seeing that the master's anger had been completely ignited, Chang Meifeng immediately smiled and said, "Master, this concubine is discussing with you!"
Zhuo Zhonghai snorted and didn't speak, Chang Meifeng stepped forward two steps, pressed Zhuo Zhonghai's shoulder to make him sit down, leaned over and whispered in Zhuo Zhonghai's ear for a while, Zhuo Zhonghai's brows became more furrowed. Wrinkled tightly, he raised his face to look at Chang Meifeng, and said, "Is this idea feasible? If it doesn't work out, it will cause big trouble!"
Chang Meifeng smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, master, I have made arrangements for this matter, just wait and see the good show."
Zhuo Zhonghai hesitated for a while, and finally nodded. Driven by his interests, there was nothing he could not let go of.
The next day, an invitation was sent to Yingyuexuan, and the third lady from the official secretary Ding's mansion went to the ceremony with Ji, opened a banquet for fifty tables, and invited friends from the DPRK and China, as well as princes and ladies from various mansions to join in. lively.
Speaking of Jiji, Yuan Qiu thought that he was fifteen years old this year, but Zhuo Zhonghai, as a father, didn't worry about her affairs at all, he only thought about how to use her to take the position, hmph, what kind of father is this?
"Miss, shall we go?" Xing Fang frowned. She was an active girl, and because of her martial arts practice, she had a somewhat boyish temperament. She hated this kind of gatherings where women gathered.
As the saying goes, where there are women, right and wrong are absolutely indispensable.
Yuan Qiu didn't like this kind of occasion either, but she had already returned to Beijing, and she was Prince Jing's fiancée, so she had to show her face no matter what.
"Go, of course." She looked at the date on the post again, and the date set was three days later.
Xia Yuanqiu got up and pulled Xing Fang to the direction of the warehouse: "Let's choose a piece of fabric and make two new clothes."
When Zhu Yan returned to the city in the evening, he spent the whole day in the military camp outside the city supervising military training and handling some affairs in the camp. If it was before, he would definitely have stayed in the camp, so as not to have to rush back and forth, but Now, there is someone he cares about in the city, no matter how late or tired he is, he must rush back to have dinner with her.