Chapter 73: With the clue of the Medical Saint, punishment
Jiang Chao's jaw dropped in shock. This... If he married a fierce woman, would they have to fight at home every day?
He felt conflicted again, as this resettlement fee was a bit too much to handle.
Shen Qingtan was also a little confused. She knew that Madam Qin's family ran an escort agency and that she was a bit more generous, but she really didn't expect that she would actually hit someone.
"Master, Madam, please stop fighting..." The maid who had delivered the message finally caught up with them, panting, "A distinguished guest has arrived at the mansion. Be careful not to make a fool of yourself by showing him off."
Boss Qin: “…”
Madam Qin: “…”
The master and his servants: "..."
The maid took a deep breath and realized that the master and his wife had already fled to the front hall. They were running too fast and she couldn't catch up at all.
Now that’s good, the master has embarrassed himself in front of the servants in the mansion before.
From today on, the master has lost face.
Boss Qin looked embarrassed, lowered his voice, and said through gritted teeth: "Why don't you let go quickly? You have to consider my face."
"I'm giving you face, but who's giving me face?" Madam Qin glared at him fiercely. "If you dare to increase the monthly salary of that little bitch in the backyard without my consent again, I'll show you how I'll deal with you." After a pause, she threatened, "Divorce me if you dare!"
Master Qin felt aggrieved. To be able to raise such a fierce and fierce person, who in her mother's family was easy to mess with?
How could he dare to rest?
Madam Qin snorted coldly, loosened her hand, and turned to look at Shen Qingtan with a warm smile on her face. She straightened her clothes as if nothing had happened. "Oh, Tan'er, why didn't you send someone to pass on a message when you came here today? I can ask the cook to make your favorite almond cheese."
"Aunt, I came up with this idea at the last minute." Shen Qingtan glanced at Boss Qin who was standing aside with a stern face, trying his best to maintain his dignity as the head of the family.
But the two red scratches on his face made him look a little funny.
Shen Qingtan chose not to look at it at first, for fear that she would not be able to help laughing out loud.
She said seriously, "I want to ask Uncle Qin to find Zhong Yuan for me."
"Zhongyuan?" Mrs. Qin felt that the name was very familiar, but she couldn't remember where she had heard it for a moment, as if there was a vague layer of separation.
Shen Qingtan said: "He turned out to be the Medical Saint of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"Medical Saint... Zhongyuan..." Madam Qin repeated the words, her eyes suddenly lighting up. "I remember now. My nephew was on a bodyguard escort mission when he encountered bandits and injured his arm. Every time it rains, his bones ache. We've searched for famous doctors, but to no avail. A year ago, he was assigned to escort a doctor to Northern Qi. The reward was generous, so my nephew accepted the mission. While he was escorting the doctor to Northern Qi, the doctor healed his arm. He wrote a letter to announce the good news, mentioning the title of Medical Saint."
Shen Qingtan was delighted: "Can you find out for me which city in Northern Qi was Zhong Yuan being escorted to?"
"I'll write to my nephew and ask about him." Madam Qin said worriedly, "That happened a year ago. I don't know if he's found somewhere else to live in the meantime. Don't hold out too much hope."
Shen Qingtan breathed a sigh of relief: "At least I know that the Medical Saint is still alive. This is good news for me."
Before leaving to write the letter, Mrs. Qin reminded her, "Tan'er, you've come all the way here, so stay and have lunch before you leave."
Shen Qingtan was thinking about Zhao Yi in his heart, thinking that he was not feeling well and might not be able to return home for the time being, so he did not refuse Mrs. Qin's kindness, stayed for lunch, and talked in detail with Boss Qin about finding his parents.
Before leaving, Madam Qin filled Shen Qingtan's carriage with bags and bags, mumbling to herself, "Tan'er, most of these are mountain products. Some are used to cook dishes with authentic taste, and some are used to make soup to nourish the body."
When Shen Qingtan heard Mrs. Qin's advice, she felt very warmed. The two of them really treated her like one of their own family.
She said goodbye to Boss Qin and Madam Qin and took a carriage back to the Duke's Mansion.
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Prince Yu visited Duke Zhao's mansion, and Duke Zhao received him in the study in the front yard.
"I'm visiting you at the Duke's Mansion today at Mother's request." Prince Yu gazed at the silver-haired and bearded Duke Zhao, who, despite approaching seventy, remained energetic. He spoke sternly, "Mother said she's dreamed of Mother Queen lately. In a month's time, it will be Mother Queen's death anniversary, and she wants to invite the Duke's wife to the palace to discuss the funeral ceremony."
When Duke Zhao heard Prince Yu mention his deceased daughter, his expression grew even more solemn. "The late Queen's funeral rites have always been handled by the Imperial Concubine. This old minister and I have no objections, so we will proceed as usual this year."
"Mother said that this year's ceremony marks the twentieth anniversary of Queen Mother's passing, and we can't hold it like in previous years," Prince Yu whispered. "His Majesty, Father, places great importance on the ceremony. Mother is deeply concerned, fearing something might go wrong, and that's why she wanted to consult the Duke's wife."
Duke Zhao frowned tightly. The late queen's memorial ceremony had always been organized by the Ministry of Rites at the order of the emperor, but Concubine Ling used this as an excuse and insisted on inviting the Duke's wife into the palace. It was likely that what she wanted was a title.
He pondered it over and agreed, "I will let my wife know."
Prince Yu, realizing his message had reached him, couldn't help but add, "I left the palace today and heard that Master Zhao's condition had worsened."
Duke Zhao suddenly frowned.
Prince Yu said earnestly, "Duke Zhao, although you are in good health, you are old. You should have decided on the successor to your title long ago and settled the hearts of your children and grandchildren. Only then will your family have peace."
The Duke of Zhao's serious expression finally changed a little, and he smiled slightly, saying, "I have a candidate in mind."
Prince Yu's eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "It's me who is worrying too much."
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In the second house, after Zhao Jue left the house with injuries, Shen Mingzhu sent Mother Cao to call Qiu Chan over and set rules in front of her.
After all, Shen Mingzhu was the principal wife, so Qiu Chan didn't dare to disobey her. She dressed simply and went to Shen Mingzhu's room.
Shen Mingzhu looked Qiu Chan up and down. She was a pretty girl, quite pretty. After not seeing her for a few days, her face looked rosy and her figure had plumped up a bit, indicating that she was living a comfortable life.
She felt jealous and raised her chin slightly: "Bring me a cup of tea."
Qiu Chan's heart skipped a beat, and she knew that Shen Mingzhu was making things difficult for her, but she had no choice but to do as she was told. She brought a cup of tea and offered it to Shen Mingzhu.
"Sister, please have some tea."
Shen Mingzhu reached out to pick up the teacup, but just as she touched it, she suddenly knocked it over: "Bitch, you want to scald me to death, so that you can be free and unrestrained without anyone pressing on you?"
Qiu Chan was so frightened that her face turned pale and she sank to her knees on the ground: "I dare not."
Shen Mingzhu pointed to the door and said, "Go out and kneel down."
Qiu Chan's eyes were red, and he didn't dare to disobey. He got up, walked outside and knelt down.
Shen Mingzhu finally got the chance to punish Qiu Chan. The anger in her heart was half released, and her brows relaxed. "Go tell the kitchen that I want bamboo shoots, chicken breast, and jelly fish with ginger vinegar tonight."
Zhongxia saw that Shen Mingzhu's mood had visibly improved, and she walked out of the house with brisk steps. As soon as she stepped out of the door, her pupils shrank and she screamed in fear.
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