She instructed the guards below, "Go and pour some tea for my two uncles."
"yes."
"No need."
Yuwen Hao and Yuwen Ze both coldly refused.
They saw that the bride had gone straight to the head seat as soon as she arrived, and they thought she was going to give them a hard time.
The two men were of decent appearance, and with their fine clothes and accessories, they naturally exuded an air of arrogance and sophistication from a prominent family.
Before they came, they had done some research on Zheng Quchi's background. As a girl from a peasant family who had risen to prominence after marrying Yuwen Sheng, they naturally looked down on her from the bottom of their hearts, their contempt undisguised.
Zheng Quchi, however, remained calm and said, "I serve tea because I am following the proper way to treat guests. As for whether you drink it or not, that is your business."
Her casual retort immediately darkened the faces of Yuwen Hao and Yuwen Ze.
"Sheng'er's wife, aren't you being incredibly disrespectful to your elders?"
"Disrespectful to elders? Aren't those two elders a bit too lawless?" She spoke eloquently and quickly.
Yuwen Hao narrowed his eyes and said unfriendly, "What are you talking about?"
Zheng Quchi smiled slightly, her face serene and gentle, but her eyes always carried a firm attitude: "Although in our family, I am the junior and you two are the elders, in the face of the law, I am the wife of a general, and you are just two commoners. If you insist on talking to me about rules, then you can talk about your clan rules and I will talk about my laws."
Upon hearing her words, which were laced with barbs, Yuwen Ze and Yuwen Hao were both speechless for a moment.
They exchanged a glance, both feeling uneasy. This bride didn't seem as easy to deal with as they had imagined.
"Alright, alright, I won't bother with these trivial matters. You should know why we're here, right?" Yuwen Ze asked arrogantly, his hands behind his back.
Zheng Quchi looked blank and said, "I don't know."
Yuwen Ze and Yuwen Hao: "..." Why is this daughter-in-law of Sheng so unpredictable?
“I really didn’t know. My husband is still missing. Could it be that the clan sent you to offer condolences? If so, then I am truly grateful to my niece-in-law.”
After she finished speaking, she stood up in a pretentious manner and gave them a polite bow.
This is a tip Zheng Quchi learned from Wang Zebang on the road—some kind of universal bowing posture.
Seeing that she had outmaneuvered them with her first words, Yuwen Hao and Yuwen Ze were secretly annoyed.
But because he was confident that she was helpless and had no way to seek justice even if she was bullied, Yuwen Hao didn't even bother with polite words.
“You don’t need to hide it anymore. Julu Kingdom has already made Sheng’er’s situation public. We know that Sheng’er’s chances of survival are slim, and we also know that you won’t easily hand over what belongs to our Yuwen family, but this is not up to you.”
Zheng Quchi slowly sat back down and asked curiously, "So, you've come to ask for something. I wonder what items in my general's mansion belong to you?"
Yuwen Ze said, "First of all, it is the Yuwen family's ancestral home, which you must return immediately."
"Anything else?"
"As for everything in Sheng'er's General's Mansion, since you have no children, we have discussed with the clan leader that we will adopt the son of a brother from the same clan to continue the lineage after your death."
Adoption?
In their eyes, Yuwen Sheng's funeral and even his posthumous sacrifices all required an adopted child to carry out the ceremony. Of course, the right of this child was to inherit the ancestral line and property of the adoptive father's family. In their minds, Zheng Quchi had no existence or value whatsoever.
Zheng Quchi said, "So, the General's Mansion needs a child from the Yuwen family to preside over the annual sacrifices, inherit property, and shoulder the heavy responsibility of continuing the lineage of his father's branch of the family."
"nature."
Oh, as long as there are children, that's fine.
"What if he had a posthumous child?"
Zheng Quchi suddenly dropped a bombshell.
"What?!" Yuwen Ze and Yuwen Hao were shocked. They looked at her stomach with surprise and uncertainty.
Could it be that she's pregnant?
What a coincidence?
“That’s impossible!” Yuwen Hao said decisively.
Zheng Quchi neither admitted nor denied it, but asked in bewilderment, "Why is it impossible? My husband and I have been married for more than half a year, and we are deeply in love. If I were pregnant, it would be only natural, wouldn't it?"
Yuwen Hao choked. He couldn't very well say that he had arranged for countless beauties to test Yuwen Sheng, and had long suspected that the abstinent Yuwen Sheng was impotent.
"Furthermore, as long as my husband's fate remains uncertain, everything about him will be under my care and disposal... So, you should go back and tell your clan elders that if they want the General's Mansion, they should come and ask for it. I, Zheng Quchi, will be here in Fuxian waiting for their arrival."
Seeing her so arrogant, Yuwen Ze became so angry that he blurted out, "Zheng Quchi, who do you think you are? If it weren't for Sheng'er insisting on recording your name in the family genealogy and acknowledging you as his bride, you, who don't even have a marriage contract, are not worthy of being called a general's wife..."
What did he say?
Has her name been recorded in the Yuwen family genealogy by Yuwen Sheng?
Zheng Quchi was somewhat stunned.
She never imagined there were such reasons behind this. No wonder the Yuwen family, despite looking down on her, still went to the trouble of sending two clansmen to "notify" her.
Because the Prince of Ye kept holding onto their marriage certificate, Yuwen Sheng simply made it a preordained marriage, firmly engraving her name on the Yuwen family's ancestral monument, binding her name to his own in life and death.
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