Chapter 53 Heart and Liver
Lu Hengqing was thrown to the ground by Chenyu and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.
Changshun helped him up: "How do you feel, sir? Are you hurt?"
Lu Hengqing didn't say anything. After helping Changshun stand steadily, he looked at the closed door in front of him, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
"Find some people to chop off the hands of that bastard who just threw me."
Changshun nodded: "Yes, I will definitely take care of this matter for you."
"You are so ignorant! You are the third son of the Duke of Ying. They are so bold!"
"Don't let anyone else know about this."
"I understand."
Lu Hengqing didn't say anything else. He glared at the closed courtyard gate, turned around and limped into the carriage.
After returning to the Duke of Yingguo's mansion and changing his clothes, his mother, the Second Lady Wang, sent someone over.
The person who came was Cuixiang, Wang's maid.
She was followed by several people, all holding trays in their hands.
"Madam heard that the young master hadn't had lunch yet, so she went to the kitchen and made these herself. She was going to serve them to you herself, but unfortunately, there was a lunch banquet at the mansion today, so the kitchen had to be watched constantly."
"You know, Madam has just become the housekeeper, and this is her first time hosting a family dinner, so she always wants to make it beautiful."
Lu Hengqing was gentle and polite.
"Thank you for your concern, mother. Thank you, too, Sister Cuixiang, for bringing it to me personally. I'll go see mother after I finish eating."
After Cuixiang left, he put away the smile on his face and his expression darkened.
Changshun set the table and saw him standing in front of the table motionless.
"Sir, you have no appetite?"
Lu Hengqing looked at the dishes and had no appetite.
In order to make up for him, Wang would cook for him from time to time, but how could her cooking skills compare to those of the chef in the mansion?
It’s okay to have a meal occasionally and just be perfunctory.
But today he participated in the dragon boat race and exhausted his physical strength. It was a time when he needed to replenish his energy, but what was served were these light side dishes.
But he said nothing, sat down, picked up his chopsticks, ate a simple meal, and then went to Qiu Shui Tang.
Qiu Shui Tang is the courtyard where Wang lived.
Ever since the accident of the eldest lady, the housekeeper power of the Duke of England's mansion fell into her hands.
In the past few years since she got married, she didn't think it was a big deal when the old lady was in charge of the household affairs at the beginning. But five years ago, when the old lady got old and handed over the housekeeping power to the eldest wife, she felt very uncomfortable.
Although they were both legitimate wives of the Duke of Yingguo's mansion, when they went out, Jiang was always superior to her.
Every time she went out to entertain guests, the ladies from other houses would gather around Jiang and chat and laugh, and she was always the one left out.
Wang was dissatisfied in her heart. They had the same status, but she was the one in charge of the household.
In this aristocratic family, whoever holds the power of stewardship in the backyard is superior to others.
Now, it's her turn to be the housekeeper...
Wang just felt proud.
She had just returned from the kitchen, sweating profusely.
Today is Dragon Boat Festival, and we have a family dinner in the evening.
This was also the first time she had hosted a family dinner since she took over as housekeeper, so it had to be done properly and beautifully.
Cuixiang twisted the handkerchief and handed it to her. "The kitchen is very fumy, so you don't have to keep watching. With Madam Li here, nothing will go wrong."
"It's always more reassuring to have me watching." Wang took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her face. "Is Qing'er satisfied with the dishes I made today?"
"Of course I'm satisfied." Cuixiang took the handkerchief, rinsed it again, wrung it dry, and handed it to her to wipe her hands. "The Third Young Master is worthy of being the top scholar. He is humble and polite. There is no one more outstanding than him in the entire capital."
Wang was also very satisfied with Lu Hengqing.
"He's also a filial son. Every time he comes back from work, he brings me some snacks from outside. I'm already old, how could I still want to eat those?"
Having said that, the expression on his face was extremely enjoyable.
Who doesn’t want his son to be filial?
Cuixiang was about to agree when a crisp voice came from the yard.
"Mother, I'm here."
Soon, the curtain was lifted and Lu Hengzhao rushed in, sweating profusely.
When Wang saw him like this, she let out an "ouch" in disgust.
"What have you been doing? You're sweating all over. Did you go climbing trees with Brother Yuan again?"
Lu Hengyuan is the eldest son of the eldest wife and is thirteen years old this year.
The two of them are at an age that even dogs dislike. They spend all day climbing trees in the mansion to steal bird eggs, so much so that now birds are afraid to come to the Duke of England's mansion to build nests and lay eggs.
Before Lu Hengzhao could speak, he picked up the cold tea on the table and poured it into his mouth.
I drank half a pot of tea and finally quenched my thirst.
He raised his hand to wipe his mouth and looked at Wang: "Mother, I'm hungry."
“Serves you right.”
Wang pulled the person in front of her and took the wet handkerchief handed to her by Cuixiang.
She gently wiped the sweat off his face while gently scolding him: "I told you to eat more at noon, but you were thinking about playing. Go hungry and we'll eat together in the evening."
"No, no, I'm really hungry and want to eat chicken legs."
I saw that he was really hungry.
So he asked Cuixiang to go to the kitchen to get some food.
Lu Hengzhao doesn't like to eat vegetarian food and prefers meat.
Cuixiang went to the kitchen and asked someone to make him a bowl of chicken noodle soup with a lot of chicken in it, some green vegetables as garnish, and a tempting poached egg on the side.
Lu Hengzhao was sitting at the table and was about to eat when the curtain was lifted and Lu Hengqing walked in.
As soon as he came in, he saw the bowl of noodles.
The golden chicken soup and the fine golden noodles are covered with tender and tender chicken...
Lu Hengqing withdrew his gaze and couldn't help thinking in his heart that since they didn't grow up in front of him, there must be a difference in the treatment they received.
Lu Hengzhao, who was busy gnawing on a chicken leg, looked up and saw him, and greeted him incoherently.
"Third brother."
Lu Hengqing nodded slightly at him, then walked up to Wang.
"Mother."
Wang took his hand,
"Qing Ge'er is here. Are you tired from rowing the dragon boat this morning? Why don't you take a rest and come back later?"
Lu Hengqing sat down beside her with a smile on his face.
"My son is not tired."
Then he asked, "I heard that Mother has been busy preparing for the family dinner tonight, so I came to see if there is anything I can do to help?"
"Where do I need your help?" Wang pulled his hand and was about to speak when Lu Hengzhao beside her suddenly had a piece of meat stuck in his throat.
'Cough cough cough...' He pinched his neck, his face flushed.
Wang was so frightened that she let go of Lu Hengqing's hand, quickly hugged Lu Hengzhao in her arms, and patted his back.
While patting, he was anxious: "Go find a strong woman..."
"Mother, let me do it."
Lu Hengqing took his brother in his arms and patted him hard on the back.
The piece of meat stuck in Lu Hengzhao's throat fell out all of a sudden.
When he could breathe again, Lu Hengzhao burst into tears.
Wang hugged him in her arms and cried "My heart, my darling" for a long time. She only breathed a sigh of relief when Lu Hengzhao stopped crying.
Then he raised his hand and slapped him on the butt.
"How many times have I told you to eat properly? If your uncle knew what you did today, he would definitely punish you again."
When the word 'Third Uncle' was mentioned, Lu Hengzhao became scared.
"Don't tell Uncle San. I will be more careful next time."
"Hmph, then it depends on your performance next time..." Wang was halfway through her words when she remembered her eldest son.
She pointed at Lu Hengqing and said to her youngest son, "Look at your brother, he's steady and filial. Unlike you, you're just a naughty monkey who causes trouble for me every day."
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