"Father, your son..."

Wen Chenxuan wanted to explain himself, but was severely reprimanded by the emperor.

When he walked out of the hall, his face was as black as ink.

Watching Wen Jingchi's gradually receding back, I felt even more indignant.

He frowned in depression, feeling mixed emotions.

I thought Chu Weiyue was lying, but this woman didn't! But it was Chu Weiyue's fault. If she had insisted, he would have been the one to rescue the hostages.

By that time, Lord Song would also be grateful to him... The more Wen Chenxuan thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

After this incident, Wen Jingchi went to Wenqu Tower to investigate personally, and caught many impostors pretending to be elegant gentlemen, and put them all in jail.

This matter became a topic of discussion among the people after dinner.

Song Qiuchang also became the representative of stupidity in their eyes.

For a whole half month, Song Qiuchang stayed at home and did not go out.

Chu Weiyue came to the street and heard such gossip, and sighed repeatedly in frustration.

It turns out that people have always loved gossip since ancient times!

At this moment, the system refreshes the new gossip.

[After being cheated, Song Qiuchang swore never to trust a man again, and she would reject anyone who tried to entangle her with sweet words! Shen Mubai had invited her at least ten times, but was rejected every time...]

Chu Weiyue couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Light a candle in your heart and observe three seconds of silence for Shen Mubai!

She made the greatest contribution this time, and Wen Jingchi also wrote her name when he wrote the case summary afterwards.

That morning, after the morning court session, he ordered his eunuchs to deliver the rewards for the marquis to take back.

Because it was the emperor who came last time, even though the Marquis was heartbroken, he could only show it all to Chu Weiyue for review.

"Father, are these all rewards given to me by the emperor?" Chu Weiyue's eyes were full of confusion.

"Of course! Take a look! They are all treasures from this year's attack..."

The Marquis's eyes fell on a night pearl, but he could only look at it with regret.

Song and Chu Ranxin were also watching from the side. Seeing Chu Weiyue touching so many jewels, they were jealous and angry.

Sensing their jealousy, Chu Weiyue pursed her lips, pretending to be displeased, and gave a pearl to the little girl who served her.

"Thank you, Miss!" The girl knelt on the ground excitedly and kowtowed three times.

Chu Ranxin gritted her teeth in hatred, this pearl was her favorite, why was it given to the servants and not to her? She was worse than a servant?

Chu Weiyue was very satisfied with their expressions and was not in a hurry to take the jewels away, deliberately trying to make them angry.

Upon learning that Chu Weiyue was rewarded, grandma immediately came to the front hall.

Chu Weiyue was very sweet-spoken and gave the night pearl to her grandmother.

"It's a relief that you still remember grandma. Grandma's love for you is not in vain. You have really made it. You will bring honor to the Marquis' Mansion..." Grandma touched Chu Weiyue's head with satisfaction.

"Grandma, it's all because of your teaching! I will continue to work hard and bring more honor to our family."

She immediately hugged her grandmother's arms and complimented her with a smile on her face.

"Grandma believes in you. You are the one that Grandma trusts the most now. You are better than your father, who has been an official for so long and has only been rewarded by the emperor two or three times..."

The Marquis felt humiliated and found an excuse to leave.

After pulling Chu Weiyue aside to ask what happened, grandma nodded with appreciation.

Then, he set his sights on Song.

With a cold expression, he asked, "Song, you have been in charge of the household affairs for a long time, right?"

Song was stunned, not understanding what grandma meant, but nodded: "Yes, mother-in-law, it's been a long time."

"At the beginning, I was already old and was obsessed with growing flowers, so I taught you how to take care of the housework. You have worked hard over the years and made great contributions. I, an old woman, have seen all of this!"

Such words almost made Song cry with joy, and she thought the old lady was going to reward her.

Who would have thought that grandma would immediately grab Chu Weiyue's hand, look at Song and tell her: "So I thought about it, you should teach Weiyue the art of housekeeping. She is now valued by the emperor. If she doesn't marry Wen Chenxuan to become an imperial concubine, she will definitely marry a prince or a nobleman. Of course, she should learn the art of housekeeping in advance, so that she can play a role in her husband's family and not bring disgrace to our family! Don't you think so?"

"Mother-in-law, of course you are right. But the household affairs are so heavy, I am worried that Wei Yue can't handle it all at once. It is better to let her start with studying, and we can talk about the housekeeping later."

Song was furious, but she couldn't show off to the old lady.

Grandma smiled disdainfully: "My Weiyue is very talented. She can study and manage the household at the same time without any delay. Besides, you are not young anymore. Sooner or later, everything in the family will be handed over to the younger generation. Or do you think I am useless because of my age and my judgment of people is wrong?"

"Mother-in-law, my daughter-in-law doesn't dare!" Song frowned in fear.

After a moment of depression, he explained tactfully: "I feel that Wei Yuetian's playing around will distract her from the housework, and I'm afraid she will feel tired, so why not let Ran Xin come!"

She immediately pulled Chu Ranxin to her side. Chu Ranxin excitedly took a step forward and raised his chin with confidence.

"Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely manage the household affairs well, you can rest assured."

"That's ridiculous!"

Grandma immediately became furious, grabbed the vase next to her and smashed it at Song's feet.

Song's breathing stagnated, and she suddenly felt that she was in great danger.

Grandma pointed at Song's nose angrily and shouted, "How dare you disobey me? Do you still take me seriously? Don't you know who you are?"

"You are just a concubine, and the daughter you gave birth to is also a concubine's daughter. How can you have the right to step on the head of Wei Yue, the legitimate daughter? I thought you were a sensible person, but now I see that you are not qualified to manage this family. It would be a huge joke to let you, a person who doesn't know etiquette, continue to manage it!"

These words almost made Song cry. This way she ended up shooting herself in the foot!

She still didn't want to give up, and cried and argued: "I know I am of low status, but Ran Xin is also your flesh and blood, so you have to treat him equally, right?"

"Just shut up!"

After he finished yelling, he realized that the other servants in the house were watching everything.

She didn't want to make things too awkward, so she put on a frown and added one more thing.

"You're right. It's not appropriate to let Wei Yue manage it alone. Let Lin Zixi help. This matter is settled!"

Grandma snorted disdainfully, glared at Song for a few seconds, and then walked away.

Chu Weiyue looked at Song arrogantly and laughed regardless.

She really didn't expect that this grandma could be so powerful and intimidating. She was so powerful as soon as she appeared on the stage and severely defeated the Song family's fighting spirit.