"Yes, my child understands."
Zhou Shiye nodded very seriously and agreed.
He didn't even bother to give Qian Cancan a look of contempt, and walked towards the front hall with Jiang Shuyue as if he was familiar with the route.
Faced with such rude behavior, Mrs. Qian was completely helpless.
Qian Cancan stomped her feet in grievance, and her anger was about to reach the spirit world. The maid hurriedly brought two big chicken legs to calm Qian Cancan's emotions.
Mrs. Qian wanted to reach out and touch her head, but when she saw the shiny oil on Qian Cancan's head, she put her hand down calmly.
Qian Cancan ate while cursing, "Mom, that person said she was Brother Shi Ye's mother, but I saw that she had a seductive look on her face. She also said she wanted a skinny girl to be her daughter-in-law. Look, Brother Shi Ye was completely fooled by her. What should I do?"
"You! Mom has told you many times not to act rashly and to use your brain, but you just won't listen!"
"Zhou Shiye isn't her biological son, how could he really be so obedient and follow her?"
"Wealthy families prioritize matching families of equal status when it comes to marriages. They'll only marry someone inferior if they have to settle for less. You're the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, and a perfect match for the Prince of Zhennan."
After hearing this, Jin Cancan calmed down a little.
Madam Qian said cunningly, "Besides, it's well known that the Marquis of Zhennan is unlucky with his wives. Who knows how long this little second wife can last? She doesn't look like she has a strong life."
Qian Cancan felt even happier when she heard this.
Yes, if Jiang Shuyue died, there would be no one to interfere with her and Zhou Shiye.
Zhou Shiye walked into the main hall. Lord Qian had already served tea and was sitting in the upper seat, looking at Zhou Shiye with a smile on his face.
"My dear nephew, welcome to our house. I have specially prepared the best Longjing tea. Come and try it."
Lord Qian had a smile on his face and his words were full of enthusiasm.
But he had no intention of getting up. He sat there motionless, looking like a superior.
It was clearly a pretentious gesture to intimidate them.
Zhou Shiye responded indifferently, took Jiang Shuyue to sit next to him, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.
Jiang Shuyue: [The quality of this Longjing tea isn't very good. And this cup, it's such rough porcelain. I haven't seen many of them in the Jiang family. Old Qian made so much money, but he's reluctant to spend it. There must be something wrong with his three senses.]
Huahua: [It's not that he's reluctant to spend money, it's that he's reluctant to spend money on you. His tea cabinet is filled with many rare teas, as well as tribute items for the royal family. And the teacups too, the ones you're using are the crudely made ones left over from my grandparents.]
Jiang Shuyue doesn't have particularly high requirements for porcelain tea, as long as it can be used and eaten.
Especially Longjing, we are all the same, so why should we be disgusted with it?
But Lao Deng'er's attitude is really annoying.
Zhou Shiye seemed to have seized the opportunity to show off and immediately said, "Master Qian, I heard that you are an expert in antiques. Many of the things here are antiques, right?"
"Young Master, you are too modest. It's just a casual play."
"I see."
Zhou Shiye sneered harmlessly, "I thought Lord Qian had excellent taste, but it turns out he's just this good."
"For the sake of being officials in the same dynasty, I'd like to remind you to take these fakes away as soon as possible."
"After all, you can lose money, but you can't lose face."
Lord Qian was stunned, and a surge of anger rose in his heart.
Everyone in the court knew that he was the best at identifying treasures. The reason he placed fake items in the living room was to conceal his identity.
After all, we still have to appear honest to the outside world to avoid causing trouble.
This was commonplace in the homes of court officials and was perfectly normal. There was no way Zhou Shiye didn't understand it.
You little bastard, you did it on purpose!
Master Qian laughed awkwardly: "Haha, Young Master, you are right. It seems that my vision needs to be improved. Thank you for the reminder, Young Master."
Huahua: [Old Deng sounds really aggrieved, but Zhou Shiye isn't wrong either. Old Deng thinks he has excellent taste, but he doesn't realize that, aside from the things he gets as gifts, most of the things he buys are fake.]
[For example, the day before yesterday he spent over 20,000 silver coins on a brush washer from the previous dynasty. It was actually a replica, but he loved it so much he kept it in his study, looking at it every day. Yesterday, he almost licked it with his tongue.]
[The same thing happened with the ancient jade I bought last time. I was tricked into believing it was a thousand-year-old artifact, but it's actually the product of human wisdom! Now the jade is in Qian Cancan's hands, and she's planning to call a few of her followers over next time to show it off to them.]
Jiang Shuyue: [The little followers don't dare to rebel against her, so what's the point of showing off? If she has the guts, she can show off in front of the powerful!]
Huahua: [Do you think she doesn't want to? Of course she does, even in her dreams, but her character isn't very good, her looks aren't great, and her talent... well, she's a bit of a pushover, but the rest of her talent isn't great. Any decent noblewoman wouldn't like her, so she'd avoid her if she could.]
This morning, the youngest daughter of the newly appointed Minister of Rites held her coming-of-age ceremony. She and her mother prepared a guest list. Previously, their family was just one of several vice ministers, and the Minister of Revenue's family was not even close enough to qualify.
Now that the two fathers are on equal footing, it's only logical that they should send a letter to Qian Cancan, which frightened the Minister of Rites' daughter so much that she cried for several days.
Jiang Shuyue: [Is Qian Cancan's lethality so great?]
Huahua: [That's because five years ago, the daughter of the Minister of Rites witnessed Qian Cancan empty-handedly eat up everyone else's coming-of-age ceremony. This was a childhood nightmare that haunted her for the rest of her life.]
Jiang Shuyue couldn't help but hum a song: [Round body, big head~~ One bite, half a pig!]
Huahua thought it was very reasonable and sang along with Jiang Shuyue.
Half a pig in one bite.
Chicken leg in the left hand, grilled fish in the right hand, and a big meat pie in front of the chest.
Stepping on watermelon rind, with steamed bread on the head~~
The singing of each person and system is a mess, which has a devastating effect.
Zhou Shiye really hoped that the Qian family could hear it too, so that they could win the battle without bloodshed.
"By the way, my dear nephew, what brings you here to see me? You've even brought the wife of the Marquis of Zhennan with you. It must be something important, right?"
Zhou Shiye really hated his bad mouth.
Who is your nephew?
Damn old man, he really knows how to take advantage.
Jiang Shuyue was also unhappy when she heard this: "Master Qian, is the Zhennan Marquis Mansion related to your ancestors?"
"No... no, why do you say that, ma'am?"
"Nothing, I just heard you keep calling my son nephew, and I thought we were relatives. Fortunately, fortunately!"
Lord Qian felt a pang in his heart.
Why did she say fortunately? Could it be that the Marquis of Zhennan discovered what he had done and wanted to kill him?
It would be easier to take action if there are no relatives?
This statement seems to be the most reasonable.
A sudden chill ran down Lord Qian's back...
Jiang Shuyue: [Luckily, they're not relatives. I don't want a gluttonous niece!]
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