Shen Zhiyun was very excited about this banquet. On her way back, she kept talking about how Qin Xiangning's piano playing was really special and how Dongfang Ruoxue's paintings were really amazing. She was still talking about it when she got home.
When getting off the car, An Yanran and An Ranyue were at the back. They couldn't help but frown when they heard her excited voice. The two looked at each other with disdain in their eyes.
An Qingran did not see the prince at this party. She wondered how he, who would show up whenever he had something to do, could not come to such a lively occasion?
Maybe he's busy with something big.
An Qingran felt a little sweet because she was thinking of the prince.
As soon as he stepped into the warm room, he saw his mother's sad and indignant expression: "You are back, but Old Madam An is still on a hunger strike, and your father actually went to see her..."
"Did mother go to see aunt?"
"Huh? Why are you asking about her all of a sudden?"
"An Mingbo passed the imperial examination, which is a huge event. Do you want to hold a banquet for Mingbo?" An Qingran continued to ask.
Lian Jinyu was stunned for a moment: "At this time? The old lady is on a hunger strike, how can she hold a banquet?"
"So, this matter should be resolved by aunt. After all, the old lady is fighting for the interests of their family, so they should also step forward to resolve it... Mom, don't worry, we don't have to resolve this matter. Believe me." An Qingran looked calm.
It is exactly as she said.
An Mingbo's success in the imperial examination was a great joyous event no matter how you looked at it. Chu was also released from her confinement by An Zhongyuan. She immediately started to make two decent sets of clothes for her son, and then decide whether to notify relatives and friends to hold a banquet. Of course, he also had to prepare gifts to thank his teacher. For a while, he was as busy as if it were New Year's Day.
Some were happy while others were sad. Fang's eyes were wide open, and Shen Zhihua looked even more like a frost-bitten eggplant. He sat there with his eyes wide open, and it was unclear whether he had gone mad. Qiaojie was crying beside him, but she didn't dare to cry loudly, so she could only cry silently. Fang finally said, "Didn't we offend the prince?"
Shen Zhihua didn't understand why her mother said that. Fang looked a little embarrassed, "When An Qingran's face was seriously injured, didn't we go to propose marriage? There might be something in what I said that made them misunderstand, so it's possible that they are seeking revenge."
"It must be like this. I answered all the questions in this imperial examination. I know I did well. Mother, what you said makes sense. It must be the prince behind this..." Shen Zhihua finally found an outlet to vent his anger. He couldn't help but get angry. "I'll go find him."
"You are confused..." Fang grabbed her son and said, "Do you know who the prince is? You have no evidence, what are you going to do?"
Shen Zhihua was deflated when he heard this, and he sat down again: "We should leave here, I don't want to stay in this place for even a day..."
"Your aunt is making a fuss right now. Let's take a look at the situation first. She has been on a hunger strike for almost two days. We don't know how she is doing..." Fang sighed.
Why is this going so wrong?
She came to Beiyuan again. The maids put food on a large table, but the old lady just lay quietly on the bed, ignoring them.
"Aunt, you can't do this. If anything happens to you, our Shen family will have no hope..." Fang sat at the head of the bed, "Zhihua didn't pass the exam, but Mingbo ranked 15th. This is a good thing. I heard from the maids that Brother Zhongyuan is preparing to host a banquet. No matter what, the second branch will have a day to rise. Why bother about this small general's mansion?"
"What do you know!" The old lady looked at her.
Of course, there were some things she couldn't say.
Fang was still trying to persuade her, but Chu arrived just in time, dressed in bright clothes and full of joy. Fang felt a dagger piercing her heart, but could not show it on her face: "Congratulations, are you here to ask my aunt whether to hold a banquet?"
"You've thought of everything. Let me take a look, Mom. Why haven't you eaten yet? Mingbo has passed the exam. What should we do if you're hungry?" Mrs. Chu's voice was quite gentle.
Fang also tried to persuade her, but seeing that the old lady was becoming more and more determined and Chu's expression becoming more and more ugly, she was smart and ran away on her own.
After Mrs. Chu saw Mrs. Fang leave, she let out a long breath and changed her expression: "Mother, have you ever thought about this? If you die, the general's mansion will not belong to us. If An Zhongyuan reports mourning, how much impact will it have on him? Isn't this a thankless task? Besides, I see that the front yard is very quiet. They don't care whether you live or die. Maybe they will be happy if you die. If you continue like this, don't make others happy and hurt us..."
"You..." The old lady sat up angrily, "What are you talking about? Who am I doing all this for? You don't appreciate it, but instead blame us."
"Why don't we appreciate it? But given the current situation, this is clearly a stupid move..."
"This is all I can do. I want to see if he intends to starve me to death. I want to see if he will be embarrassed if this gets out." The old lady was so angry that she lay there again.
Chu was extremely angry: "Your move is too detrimental to yourself and beneficial to others. I really don't know what you are thinking."
"Get out of here. I don't want to see you." The old lady waved her hand to chase her away.
Chu's face turned red and white with anger: "I'm telling you, if you dare to die, we won't wear mourning clothes for you, and you can't expect to have a family sacrifice during the New Year..."
The old lady pointed at her, her face flushed red as she couldn't catch her breath. The little maid saw that something was wrong and immediately stepped forward to pat her on the back, and she finally coughed up the cough. Mrs. Chu stood there and shook her head helplessly, "You're making us children unfilial by doing this. I don't know how people will stab us in the back. You should eat quickly..."
"Go away, I don't want... I don't want to see you, cough..." The old lady waved her hands.
Chu turned around and went out.
When she left the yard, she was still so angry that her face turned pale and her hands were shaking.
An Ranyue happened to see this, she came into the room and said she would go and persuade them.
An Ranyue came forward and said, "Grandma, my brother passed the imperial examination. Aren't you happy?"
The old lady hadn't even caught her breath yet, and she looked at An Ranyue with a bad face: "What are you doing here?"
"Grandma, Mingbo passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi..."
"I understand..." the old lady sighed.
"But you have been on a hunger strike. If that day really comes to you, your brother will have to observe mourning for three years before he is given an official title. Then he can come back after three years, which may delay a lot of things. Grandma, please eat..." An Ranyue persuaded.
"Don't try to persuade me. I have no other options. I must take back the General's Mansion."
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