Seeing the depressed expressions of the few people, Rong Enqing didn't care, "Have the guests left?"

"Yes." Zhang said in a very low voice, "The thirty tables we booked are wasted after all."

There were rumors that the Marquis' Mansion had reserved 30 tables for the feast, but they were afraid that even three tables would not be filled. Now, let alone three tables, there was not even one person eating.

"How can it be a waste?" Rong Enqing said with a smile, "The banquet we reserved has been delivered by Wangyue Restaurant, right?"

Zhang nodded. "It's almost noon. The food was delivered two quarters of an hour ago."

Rong Enqing nodded: "Let all the servants in the mansion have a feast today! If there are any extra, the second and third wives can also take some back."

After hearing this, Song and Zhang couldn't help but twitch their lips. Let the second and third wives take it back... Isn't this too petty for the Madam?

Anyway, Song Shi didn't want it. When she heard that the servants in the mansion had to eat the same food as them, she lost her appetite.

What's more, the banquet was held with great care, and the guests were all there, and it was very lively, but suddenly everyone left. In this situation, who would still be in the mood to eat?

Rong Enqing didn't care what they thought and continued, "Take out another ten tables of food and give them to the beggars in the capital. In this way, the thirty tables can be solved, right?"

There were dozens of servants in the mansion, and each of them ate two to three servings. More than a dozen tables were eaten. Each room left some, and the rest was distributed to beggars. Nothing was wasted.

The matter of preparing the thirty tables of banquets was quickly arranged as Rong Enqing had instructed.

Song and Yunhao had a simple meal and then got up to say goodbye and go back.

Cao and Yun Jiang also left soon after.

The difference is that when the Song family left, they were determined not to pack up the prepared dishes.

However, Cao happily accepted it and also kept the portion that Song didn't want.

On the way back in the carriage, Song's face looked grim. "What's going on?"

Yun Hao chuckled: "It's just what I expected. Could it be that you really hope that the flower banquet at the Marquis' Mansion will be a success?"

Song sighed, "But this is too embarrassing. So many people, it would be fine if they didn't come, but they all left halfway through. I don't know what people in the capital will say about Shun'an Marquis Mansion after today."

"Isn't this just right? When the wall falls, everyone pushes it. When the Madam completely destroys the reputation of the Marquisate, when the day comes when the owner is replaced, maybe everyone will stand on our side."

Song looked at Yunhao and didn't say anything. According to the Madam's behavior today, when they move into the Marquis' Mansion, it is unclear whether Shun'an Marquis' Mansion will still exist.

Song couldn't help but worry secretly.

Mrs. Meng from the cabinet's chief minister's family, Mrs. Yu from the Zhenguogong Mansion, the wives of the ministers of the four ministries, namely the Ministry of Personnel, the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Works, and the Ministry of Justice, the Wang family of the Left Vice-Chief of the Censorate, the Liu family of the prefect of Jingzhou, the Liang family of the cabinet's Grand Secretary...

Song secretly counted on her fingers. The Madam had offended two-thirds of the nobles in Beijing in one go today! Especially since the Liang family had the Imperial Concubine standing behind them!

Alas, if I had known the result would be like this, I would rather not have held the flower banquet.

Fortunately, her mother didn't come today. Otherwise, wouldn't she be embarrassed and go to her grandmother's house?

Song was in a depressed mood and had many random thoughts. She decided not to go back to her parents' home for the time being, lest she be criticized by her family members when she returned.

After seeing off the second and third wives, Zhang, who had been tense all morning, finally couldn't hold it back anymore.

Zhang's eyes were red, and she questioned Rong Enqing indignantly, "Mother, you said that you held the flower banquet for the future of the Marquis's Mansion, to make friends with the nobles in the capital, and to integrate into the noble circle in the capital. But what did you do?"

Just as Zhang finished her accusation and Rong Enqing hadn't said anything yet, Yun Ye frowned, tugged at Zhang's sleeve, and retorted in disagreement: "Mother, this matter is not Grandmother's fault. Don't talk to Grandmother like that. Grandmother is a kind person, and there is nothing wrong with her speaking out for justice. If you want to blame someone, you can only blame those people for their bad behavior and causing trouble."

Rong Enqing had already told everyone what had happened frankly during the meal.

Although no one said anything on the surface, in fact, both Zhang and Song felt from the bottom of their hearts that Rong Enqing should not offend the powerful people in the entire capital for the sake of an unknown little county lady.

The situation of the Marquis' Mansion was already difficult. Rong Enqing's disrespect for Old Madam Meng and the Liang family today was tantamount to digging his own grave.

Zhang was already on the verge of emotional collapse. When she heard her son's words, she immediately wiped away her tears, "Who am I doing this for? Am I not doing this for you? You...

"I know that you only have your grandmother in your heart. Whatever your grandmother does is right! Whatever I say or do is wrong! From now on, you will live with your grandmother. I will no longer care about the mess in the Marquis' Mansion!"

Having said that, Zhang turned around and walked quickly towards Tingzhu Courtyard.

"Mother? Mother!" Yun Ye was frightened by Zhang and called out twice in a hurry. But Zhang ignored him and walked away.

Yun Ye wanted to catch up, but thinking of Rong Enqing, he stopped and explained with an uneasy look: "Grandma, mother has been under too much pressure recently, please don't be angry with her. If you want to blame someone, blame your grandson. It's all because of my incompetence that I can't support the Marquis' Mansion, and you and mother have suffered for me."

Rong Enqing raised his hand and touched Yun Ye's head. "I don't blame your mother. Everything your mother did was for your own good. What happened today was indeed caused by your grandmother's willfulness. Go and tell your mother that she knows she was wrong and ask her not to be angry."

Yun Ye looked at Rong Enqing and wanted to say something, but Rong Enqing waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go ahead."

Yun Ye nodded, turned around and chased in the direction Zhang left.

"Madam, how can Madam speak to you like this?" Meixiang couldn't help but speak up for Rong Enqing. "After all, you are the elder. Madam, don't you think about it? If it weren't for you, how could she have the chance to stand in front of you and speak to you like this?"

Rong Enqing patted the back of Meixiang's hand, and felt a little warm in his heart.

After all, she is my personal maid. No matter what happens, she will always stand by me and speak for me.

However, Zhang did become more and more unpredictable.

When she first came through, Zhang's emotions were as steady as a rock. She was neither sad nor happy, neither surprised nor angry. It was no exaggeration to say that she remained calm even when a mountain collapsed in front of her.

She remembered that on the day the imperial edict came down, when Zhang heard that Yun Ye inherited the title and became Marquis Shun'an, Zhang did not show any emotion. She even wanted to take Yun Ye back to Tingzhu Courtyard after hearing the imperial edict, as if nothing had happened.

Only two months had passed, but Zhang had become so sensitive and thoughtful. Her emotions were no longer as stable and calm as before, but fluctuated greatly.

To be honest, Rong Enqing hardly recognizes Zhang now.

Is it true that Zhang's big change is just due to the excessive pressure of managing the Marquis' Mansion?

Looking in the direction of Tingzhuyuan, Rong Enqing couldn't help but frown.

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