Chapter 256: No Good Banquet



Chapter 256: No Good Banquet

Mo Xunyan stroked his stomach with his hand, his face full of smiles.

"Marshal Lan is well-informed. He already knew Pei Luoshu's identity. The emperor is visiting the court this time, and there is a huge uproar. What does your old Pei think? If he ascends the throne, it will be legitimate, and your future status will be immeasurable."

Chen Shiyi shook his head and said.

"I'm not sure yet, but I'm fine with whatever he does."

Wen Zhirou glanced at Chen Shiyi, and she seemed to be somewhat helpless.

"If Lord Pei really ascends the throne, Eleven will be the empress, and her status will be extremely noble. However, she will have to work harder in the future, as all kinds of women will be added to the harem, all of whom are very capable and have great power behind them."

Mo Xunyan smiled.

"What are you afraid of? We are behind you. Lao Cui is your elder brother, and Wen Zhiheng will protect you. Who dares to make trouble under our noses?"

Chen Shiyi didn't seem to want to talk about it.

"We'll talk about it later."

Mo Xunyan frowned slightly.

"We can talk about it later. We need to make a decision in these two or three days. Otherwise, people will panic and the country will be unstable."

Wen Zhirou smiled lightly.

"Sister Cui, have you prepared the clothes for the baby? As for the wet nurse, find a good one first, don't try to find one at the last minute. Also, you should hire a good midwife in Kyoto first, so that you won't be in a rush when the time comes."

Mo Xunyan smiled.

"I just arrived in Kyoto. Lao Cui should find someone to handle these matters. I don't have the time to do that."

Chen Shiyi asked hurriedly.

"Do you have something important to do?"

Mo Xunyan nodded.

"I plan to build a school in Kyoto to teach and educate people. I'm used to doing this in the northwest, and I want to continue doing it when I come back."

Wen Zhirou admired him very much.

"Sister-in-law, in the northwest, are you a teacher yourself?"

"Of course."

Wen Zhirou was very interested.

"I want to do it too. I have nothing to do right now, so it's good to find something to do."

"That's great. I feel much more relaxed with your help."

Chen Shiyi said with a smile.

"Then I'll pay the money and forget about teaching."

Mo Xunyan suddenly thought of something and asked.

"I heard that you fell seriously ill in Jiangzhou. Are you feeling better now?"

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"Much better, just a little chilly occasionally, I've been taking medicine."

"Health should be your top priority, nothing else matters. Take care of yourself and be nice to yourself."

Wen Zhirou nodded in agreement.

"Eleven, you have been taking the medicine for three months, right? I will write a letter to Doctor Chu and ask him to give you an acupuncture. I heard it is very painful. Are you afraid of the pain?"

Chen Shiyi shook his head.

"Don't be afraid. I can bear it."

Mo Xunyan felt very uncomfortable after hearing this.

"Don't just care about others in the future, think more about yourself. Only when you are better can others be better, understand?"

The lunch was very sumptuous, with six people sitting around the table.

The meals are all light and nutritious, probably because Mo Xunyan is a pregnant woman and Chen Shiyi is still taking medicine.

Cui Yongan asked Chen Shiyi.

"Eleven, are you still using that sea route to Wonju?"

"Of course, but the big ship is still being built. Now it's the small boats that are transporting the goods. What's wrong with that?"

"Oh, nothing, just wondering how big your business is now?"

"The trade caravans in the northwest are all managed by my sister Xunyan. There are dozens of tea houses in Anzhou, several tea plantations in Huaizhou, and goods shipped from Yuanzhou to Jiangzhou... What do you think, Brother Cui?"

"What is the net profit for the year?"

"About a few hundred thousand taels."

Cui Yongan's eyes sparkled.

"So many?"

Chen Shiyi smiled.

"What are you planning to do to me?"

"There is something that I want to trouble you with."

Mo Xunyan smiled.

"Chen Shiyi, why are you being so honest? Cui Yongan is not a good person."

Everyone at the table smiled, except Wen Zhiheng.

Chen Shiyi said with a smile.

"He must have used some tricks to trick you into marrying you, otherwise, why are you so resentful?"

Cui Yongan’s eyes widened.

"Nonsense, she's obviously your sister-in-law..."

Mo Xunyan glanced at him and Cui Yongan didn't dare to speak.

"Eleven, let's get back to the point. I really need your help with something."

Chen Shiyi nodded solemnly.

"Go ahead."

"Well, I have a group of veterans who are injured, some of them are lame, some have broken arms, and I want you to see if you can help me find a job for them. You have such a big business, so please help me find a job for them, as long as they have something to eat and don't starve to death."

Suddenly, the laughter and joy at the table disappeared.

Pei Luoshu's face was solemn.

He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Shiyi, who was also looking at him.

"Brother Cui, how many people are there?"

"More than 800 people."

Chen Shiyi nodded.

"Okay, I'll take care of this. I'll write a letter to Anzhou tomorrow and let Jingran handle it. I'll keep it for you so you can rest assured."

Wen Zhiheng raised his eyes and looked at Chen Shiyi deeply, then lowered his head as if nothing had happened and drank from the wine glass.

Wen Zhirou glanced at Wen Zhiheng and picked up some food for him.

"Don't just drink and not eat, or your stomach will hurt so much that you won't be able to bear it."

Pei Luoshu asked hurriedly.

"Is the Prime Minister feeling unwell?"

Wen Zhiheng shook his head.

"No, I just can't drink alcohol. It hurts if I drink."

Mo Xunyan said.

"If you can't drink, don't drink. Don't you know how to take care of your own body?"

Wen Zhirou glanced at Chen Shiyi and found that the two had never spoken a word to each other since they met after Shiyi came to Beijing.

Pei Luoshu, on the other hand, seemed to be very familiar with Wen Zhiheng.

In the past, I thought their quarrels were fierce, but now their interactions are so confusing.

Wen Zhirou picked up a piece of fish and wanted to give it to Chen Shiyi.

Unexpectedly, when Wen Zhiheng picked up the bowl to serve, Pei Luoshu stopped him.

Wen Zhirou was very confused.

"What's wrong?"

Pei Luoshu explained with a smile.

"You can't eat fish on the 11th. You can't even look at it before."

Wen Zhirou hurriedly asked Wen Zhiheng.

"What about you, brother?"

Wen Zhiheng said casually.

"I thought you were giving it to me."

Wen Zhirou put two pieces of chocolate in his bowl.

"Brother, you should eat more. You are too thin."

"good."

Chen Shiyi put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands and spoke to the crowd.

"I suddenly feel a little unwell. I have to go back first. You guys eat slowly."

Wen Zhirou was very worried.

"Eleven, are you okay? Why don't you see a doctor?"

"Oh, no need."

Pei Luoshu immediately stood up and said apologetically.

"I'll take her away first, and we'll meet again next time."

Everyone lost their appetite as they watched Pei Luoshu holding Chen Shiyi's arms as they left.

Mo Xunyan put down his chopsticks heavily, looking sullen, blaming Wen Zhiheng for not being able to make it.

"You are so useless. I proposed the divorce on my own to make room for Chen Shiyi so that you and her could be together. What have you been doing all these years to let her marry someone else?"

"Since this is the case, you should wish her and her husband a happy and harmonious life, and the man should be more open-minded. But what about you? You just asked for something, and you embarrassed everyone for no reason."


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