Chapter 43: Not presentable
Feng Zheng was extremely sad.
"Who is so lucky to marry a girl as beautiful as her?"
"Brother Lu, Brother Lu, I'm going crazy with jealousy."
He talked for a long time, but saw that Lu Hengqing had no response.
Only that face looked a little gloomy.
He was curious: "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
Lu Hengqing walked out and said, "I'll go back first."
After leaving the palace and getting on the carriage, he didn't take out a purse from his pocket until the carriage started moving.
The purse was opened, and inside was a marriage certificate.
This is his and Jiang Yueyao's marriage certificate.
There were two copies of the marriage certificate, one in his hand and the other in Jiang Yueyao's hand.
Feng Zheng just said that she personally admitted that she was engaged...
Lu Hengqing's face was gloomy. Could it be that she hadn't given up on him yet?
That's right, he is now the top scorer in the imperial examination, and has entered the Hanlin Academy. He is also the third son of the Duke of Yingguo's family... With these three identities, and she has always been vain and greedy, how can she let go of such a person who has finally climbed up to his high position?
Lu Hengqing returned to the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion with a gloomy face.
As soon as I entered the door, the servants of the mansion came to greet me.
"The Third Young Master has returned. The Third Master is waiting for you in Baoning Hall."
Lu Hengqing paused.
He looked surprised.
"Uncle San is looking for me?"
"yes."
His heart skipped a beat, but then he thought about it: ever since he was warned last time, he had behaved himself and had never done anything excessive...
While thinking, Lu Hengqing walked onto the corridor and headed towards Baoning Hall.
Halfway through, I couldn't help it.
He asked the servant, "Do you know why Third Uncle wants me to do this?"
"I don't know." The other party thought for a moment and then said, "Maybe it's because the old lady is not feeling well."
"Grandma isn't feeling well? What's wrong?"
"I heard he had a high fever and vomited several times..."
For some reason, Lu Hengqing suddenly remembered the plate of pastries he had sent last night, and his heart suddenly became uneasy.
When I arrived at Baoning Hall and entered the courtyard, I saw Qingshu guarding outside the door.
Qingshu was very polite and greeted with a smile.
"The Third Young Master has returned. The Third Master is waiting for you in the side hall. Please go directly over."
Lu Hengqing stood at the door, paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and walked into the side hall.
As soon as he entered, he saw his third uncle sitting at the first seat, and on the table next to him was indeed the plate of pastries he had brought last night.
Lu Hengqing's heart was beating like thunder, and he tightened his hands at his sides.
He tried his best to control his emotions and called Lu Sui respectfully.
"Uncle San, are you looking for me?"
Lu Sui raised his eyes and looked at him.
The young man who had been in a high position for a long time and held power, even though he was just sitting there, just a glance from him made Lu Hengqing break out in cold sweat on his forehead.
He stood there, his body gradually stiffening under the pressure of the other person's gaze.
It was not until he felt that he could not breathe that the man's low and cold voice came.
"Grandmother ate the cakes you sent yesterday and fell ill today."
"It's my fault..." Lu Hengqing hurriedly explained, "My mother made me a cake yesterday. I tried a piece and it was delicious, so I thought I'd let Grandma have some too."
"It's good that you have filial piety, but you also have to be thoughtful. Grandma is old, and this kind of cake made with glutinous rice is difficult for her to digest, which can easily cause illness."
"I was inconsiderate. I won't do that again." Seeing that his tone was still good, Lu Hengqing gradually relaxed. He lifted his official robe and knelt on the ground, speaking sincerely, "Grandma became ill because of my negligence. It's all my fault. Please punish me, Uncle."
Seeing him kneel down like this, Lu Sui frowned slightly.
"You get up first."
Lu Hengqing didn't move, looking very righteous.
"My nephew feels so guilty. Uncle, please give me a beating. That way I'll feel better."
Lu Sui suddenly stopped talking.
He reached out and took the teacup beside him, took a sip, and then slowly played with the teacup in his hand, his voice neither hurried nor slow.
"You've been home for over three months. Have you ever seen a descendant of the Lu family kneel down to anyone?"
“…” Lu Hengqing looked up at him, confused.
Lu Sui lowered his eyes to look at the teacup in his hand, curled his lips slightly, but his voice was extremely cold.
"The Lu family's ancestors have a rule that all descendants of the Lu family, regardless of gender, are not allowed to kneel except on their parents' birthdays and New Year's Day sacrifices."
"As a man, you have weak knees and you kneel down at every turn..." Lu Sui looked at him coldly, "This behavior is somewhat unpresentable."
His words were like a slap in the face, slapping Lu Hengqing hard.
His face turned pale, then red.
An unprecedented sense of shame and anger surged in my heart.
Why did he do that?! Why did he humiliate him like that?
He has only been back at the Duke's Mansion for three months, and no one has told him about these rules. How did he know?
He knew that everyone in the mansion looked down on him. They were polite and respectful to him in public, but who knew what they might say about him behind his back.
After all, he didn't grow up in a mansion, so he is separated from everyone by heart.
If not, why would he have been so eager to send snacks over yesterday?
Now he not only did not gain any benefit, but was instead humiliated.
How can you make him not hate you?
But he only dared to think these words in his heart.
Now that he is still young and has to rely on the Lu family for everything, it will not do him any good if he falls out with them.
Thinking of this, Lu Hengqing suppressed the shame and anger in his heart and got up from the ground.
He lowered his head, drooped his brows, and looked submissive.
"Third uncle is teaching me that I must be careful with my words and actions in the future and never bring shame to the Lu family."
Lu Sui glanced at him and waved his hand.
"Go down, and don't come to Baoning Hall unless you have something to do in the future."
He then added, "This isn't directed at you alone. I've already told everyone in the mansion, so don't worry."
"My nephew will remember this."
Lu Hengqing turned and walked out of the side hall, went up the corridor, and returned to his own Manqing Hall.
As soon as he entered the room and closed the door, he could no longer control his temper and swept all the teapots and cups on the table to the ground.
Crackling...things were broken into pieces all over the floor.
His personal servant was guarding the door and wanted to push it open when he heard the noise.
There was a roar from inside.
"roll!"
Changshun didn't move, but instead pressed against the crack in the door to persuade him: "Young Master, please don't be angry. The Third Master treats everyone the same way. He is always ruthless and it's not just you he's targeting."
Lu Hengqing sat on the chair, his face ashen and filled with anger.
He said nothing.
He didn't listen to Changshun's words at all.
Changshun waited for a moment, and seeing no movement inside, he hesitantly reached out his hand, pushed open the door and walked in.
The ground was a mess, with tea cups and bowls broken all over the floor.
He took the broom and cleaned up while carefully watching Lu Hengqing's expression.
"Master, do you still remember what happened to the Madam last month?"
"The eldest lady falsified accounts and embezzled money from the palace. Not only was her housekeeper power taken away, but she was also nearly sent to the Dali Temple by the Third Master."
"But this is a good thing for our Second House. Now that the housekeeper's power is in your mother's hands, it will be much more convenient for you to get money in the future."
After hearing what he said, Lu Hengqing's anger gradually dissipated.
He took a deep breath and spoke coldly.
"Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. I want to see how long he can keep his position as Grand Tutor."
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