The First Phoenix

Shi Chengxuan was so annoyed that he sighed and could only change the topic to his dead son.

It would have been fine if they hadn't brought this up, but once they did, it was like bringing up something completely unrelated. Tang Chujun's face was so gloomy that he almost pointed at his nose and yelled, "Get lost."

Shi Chengxuan went to see his daughter again and saw that she was eating quietly the whole time without even raising her eyebrows.

He was surprised to find that his daughter was well-raised, and her every move and gesture were dignified and reserved, like a noble lady.

He dared to say that even the ladies in the palace might not be able to match this demeanor.

His heart was burning with passion. With his daughter's beauty and their family background, she was more than qualified to be the match for a prince.

Who could have said that his generation's Marquisate would decline? But he didn't dare to speak his mind.

At this moment, the entourage came in and reported, "It's not good, Second Master! Second Master is not good!"

Shi Chengxuan's hand holding the chopsticks trembled with his heart, "What's wrong?"

"If Aunt Wen doesn't give her any money, someone will go to the government to sue her!"

Shi Chengxuan was annoyed and asked hurriedly, "What kind of money? Who wants to sue her?"

"Second Master, didn't you ask the little street cane to beat the servants of the Hou Mansion? Aunt Wen asked the onlookers to carry them back to the house. They agreed to pay ten cents per person, but after they were brought back, Aunt Wen refused to give them. Already..."

Shi Chengxuan's eyelids twitched, and he even used the local slang, "What on earth does this woman want to do!"

If he won't even give ten cents to each person, how much would that be even if he hired a hundred people?

Shi Chengxuan was so angry that he strode out of Haitang Courtyard without even saying hello.

Tang Chujun looked at his daughter who was looking at the joke, "Did you arrange this too?"

Shi Anxia smiled half-heartedly, "No, my daughter's hands can't reach that long, so Aunt Wen used her own strength."

Tang Chujun chuckled, stopped asking, and continued to eat with his head down. Inexplicably, I had the illusion that this food was much more delicious than before.

In He'an Courtyard, Aunt Wen was kneeling in the house crying.

Sitting at the top was the old Marquis, who had not been seen for a long time. Mrs. Shi sat next to him, and sitting next to him was Shi Chengxuan.

Mrs. Shi took a teacup and smashed it on Aunt Wen's head, yelling angrily, "Who asked you to set up a private incense table and altar? Did I tell you that these things are strictly prohibited in the whole government!"

Aunt Wen was hit on the head, screamed in pain, and fell to the ground.

The tea diluted the blood on her head and flowed down her hair onto her clothes, leaving a stain.

The old Marquis knew what had happened and couldn't help but wonder, "I think the most likely person to set up the incense case is the Tang family. Why is your aunt so excited?"

Mrs. Shi and Aunt Wen's hearts jumped at the same time.

Fortunately, Shi Chengxuan said angrily, "You still don't know what this bitch is doing outside! I'm afraid my career will be ruined by this bitch!"

Aunt Wen cast a fearful look at Madam Shi, "Aunt, you know this very well. Xing'er's feelings towards that young lady from the Wei family..."

"How dare you say that, bitch!" When Shi Chengxuan thought about how hard it was for him to gain face from Mr. Jiang, and how it was immediately ruined, he grabbed the teacup and smashed it.

This time the teacup hit Aunt Wen on the chest with such force that she fell backwards.

But no one cared whether she was injured or not. They only listened to Shi Chengxuan talk about how Tang Chujun planned for him, and it almost happened.

Shi Anxia told him some details in the carriage, and he added his own guesses and understandings after listening.

He said, "Master Jiang and Master Wei are from the same hometown and knew each other before they entered the officialdom. Their wives are also close friends, and the two sisters of the Wei family are both Master Jiang's goddaughters. Lord Chu knew this and heard that Master Jiang went to the Wei Mansion, so he asked Sister Xia to inform me and rushed to the Wei family..."

Madam Shi pondered for a moment and nodded. "It would be great if Tang could come to her senses. You and your wife will live in harmony in the future. With the support of the Duke of Huguo's Mansion, you won't have to worry about not having opportunities for promotion. Xia Jie'er is also a good girl. She handles things properly and always cares about you as her father."

"After all, Chu Jun is my son's legitimate wife, and Sister Xia is my daughter. If they don't side with me, who else can they side with?" Shi Chengxuan's brows were tinged with pride. Thinking of his daughter's dignified and noble appearance, he felt that the future was brighter. "If Sister Xia hadn't been here today, I wouldn't have been able to have such a pleasant conversation with Lord Jiang. He had already promised to recommend me..."

Shi Chengxuan stayed in the position of head of the Ministry of Etiquette for many years. His colleagues around him were promoted one after another, but he was the only one who remained where he was.

It’s not that he hasn’t given gifts or asked for favors from others before, but each of the three Yuanwailang is different from the other.

Some people are of little importance, and even if you recommend them, they will be rejected.

Only Lord Jiang, although only a deputy minister in the Ministry of Rites, had great influence. His recommendations from the Ministry of Personnel were highly regarded, and most of them were successful.

This time, Lord Jiang will most likely be promoted to become the youngest doctor in the Ministry of Rites.

Everyone knows this, so Mr. Jiang is very taboo about contact with outsiders, for fear that some people will say that he is selfish.

Shi Chengxuan was heartbroken, "Such a good opportunity was ruined by this bitch!"

Because of his relationship with the old lady, he has been quite good to Aunt Wen over the years, loving her and treating her like an eyebrow.

Moreover, he usually spoke softly to his concubines, was easy to get along with, and never called them "bitch" or "bitch".

Especially when he vomited out everything about what happened at the door of the Wei Mansion, he got more and more angry the more he talked about it.

The old marquis naturally got angry when he heard this.

But Mrs. Shi was not only angry, but also guilty.

Because she actually knew about this.

On the day when Shi Yunxing got into trouble, she asked the servant about it and found out that Xing'er was in love with the girl from the Wei family and had the intention of making it a fait accompli for him, which was why this situation happened.

At that time, Aunt Wen had said fiercely, "I must make that Wei family girl notorious. Even if she dies, she must be my Xing'er's ghost marriage bride!"

Mrs. Shi also agreed with it at that time and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But it was never expected that Wei Zhongshi, a small sixth-grade official, would be involved with Mr. Jiang, who held real power.

If she had known this earlier, she would have stopped her at all costs.

But it was too late to regret now, so she could only ask her son, "Xuan'er, is there still a chance to make amends?"

Shi Chengxuan was furious. "Why do you think my son beat up a servant in the street? Wasn't it to show Lord Jiang? Who knows! Who knows!"

Who knew this bitch would cause trouble again! Why did he owe the people so many copper coins? Only ten cents a person! Could it be that his mansion couldn't afford it?

Isn't this a deliberate attempt to ruin his official career and the future of the Hou family?

Madam Shi was furious when she heard this. "Wen Huiyi, you caused this matter. No matter what method you use, I must solve it within tomorrow."

"No need, the matter has been resolved." Shi Anxia opened the curtain and walked in. There were many unmelted snowflakes on his cloak, and his whole person was filled with a chilly air.