Chapter 53: The Nonsense Scroll
Shen Shuwei felt a pity that Chu Xinrou was not present at the moment, otherwise it would have been a very exciting thing to watch.
She held the oil-paper bag in her hand, which contained a bag of nougat. She didn't know whether Jing Yin liked it or not.
"What do you think, Sister Shuwei? As long as you fulfill your duties as a concubine and promise not to compete with Xinrou, I will not let you suffer any injustice." Seeing that Chen Shuwei was silent, Li Jue thought she was thinking about becoming his concubine.
Yes, being a concubine is a bit unfair to Sister Shuwei, but he is the heir of the Li family, and he may inherit the title and become a marquis in the future. Being his concubine is no better than marrying him as the wife of an ordinary family.
That is the greatest honor.
"If you're worried that our child will be wronged if he's born out of wedlock, I can adopt him to Xinrou, the legitimate mother, and give him the status of a legitimate son." Seeing that Chen Shuwei didn't reply, Li Jue gritted his teeth and added, "Even if our child is born out of wedlock, I will still treat him as a legitimate son and love him."
He had already made so many concessions, even promising her that her child could be legitimate. A legitimate son of a marquis's family was a truly prestigious status, so Sister Shuwei would surely agree.
Chen Shuwei glanced at him, too lazy to say anything, and turned around to go back home to ask his second brother to come out and beat the guy away.
When she turned around, she saw Zhao Yun leaning against the door frame, looking at her with a smile on his face. She didn't know how long he had been listening here.
Chen Shuwei's eyebrows jumped, and just as he was about to speak, he saw Zhao Yun's fingertips move slightly. Li Jue screamed and fell to the ground, covering his right leg. A piece of malt candy lay quietly at his feet.
Zhao Yun stood up lazily, lightly brushed his robe, walked to Chen Shuwei, picked up a strand of hair and tucked it behind his ear.
"Why didn't the young lady refute him? Could it be that she is really moved?"
Hearing the word "Miss", Shen Shuwei knew that he had gone crazy again.
"My noble concubine, my legitimate son." Zhao Yun chuckled softly, her voice full of sarcasm. "He really flatters my young lady."
"I'm afraid deep down in his heart, he's even thought about how many children he and the young lady will have and what to name them."
When Zhao Yun thought about the fact that someone was thinking about his precious toy and even that he had fantasized about it countless times in his heart, he felt nauseous and inexplicably angry.
He couldn't bear to touch anything contemptuously, so how could that guy surnamed Li dare?
Chen Shuwei gave Qingdai a look, asking her to go back to the mansion and find someone to carry Li Jue away. Keeping him here would only drive Jing Yin crazy and affect her ability to coax people.
"Why aren't you talking, Miss?" Zhao Yun looked at Shen Shuwei, his eyes darkening.
While he was opening his mouth, Shen Shuwei unwrapped the oil-paper bag, pinched a piece of nougat and stuffed it into his mouth. He asked helplessly and tiredly, "Is it sweet?"
Zhao Yun's madness was interrupted by a piece of nougat. The sweet smell of milk spread between his lips and teeth, and the nougat made a crunching sound as he chewed it.
Shen Shuwei felt that he was chewing the candy as if it were Li Jue.
She didn't like Li Jue, but she didn't know how to respond to Jing Yin's inexplicable feelings.
Since I don’t know how to respond, let’s put it aside for now.
After seeing Li Jue being carried away, Shen Shuwei raised his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yun, "You didn't break his leg with that blow just now, did you?"
After all, he is a member of the Li family. Although she feels disgusted and disgusted with Li Jue, it would be a lot of trouble if she really hurt him.
Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, held Shen Shuwei's hand and put another piece of lactose into his mouth, "Just hit the sensitive spot between his legs to make him feel pain for a few minutes and learn a lesson."
"I will do as the young lady instructs me." Zhao Yun raised the corners of his lips slightly.
Shen Shuwei thought about what he said yesterday about hurting Li Jue and the Li family coming to trouble Jing Yin, so he fed Zhao Yun another candy, "So good."
Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes after receiving Shen Shuwei's praise.
Just because Jing Yin wouldn't break Li Jue's legs doesn't mean Zhao Yun wouldn't.
At night, Chengfeng, who received the order from the prince that he didn't want to see Li Jue again, put on his night clothes with great difficulty and walked through the streets of Luojing in the cold wind.
The next day, Shen Shuwei got the news that Li Jue got up last night to enjoy the scenery and accidentally fell from a high platform, breaking his leg.
When she heard the news, Shen Shuwei subconsciously looked at Zhao Yun, who was wearing an apron and making sweet porridge for her in the kitchen with a gentle and virtuous look on her face.
Noticing the gaze behind her, Zhao Yun turned and gave Chen Shuwei a gentle smile, took off her apron, picked up the sweet porridge and came to the table.
Chen Shuwei tactfully did not ask him whether he was the one who hurt Li Jue's leg, but just drank his porridge slowly.
After finishing her porridge, she would take her elder brother's scroll to visit several examiners and dignitaries.
This time she did not bring Zhao Yun with her, but called Chen Heng who was reviewing his lessons. After all, the investment banking papers were related to the Autumn Examination, so Chen Heng, the person involved, had to show up.
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When he arrived at the door of the Grand Tutor and saw the brother and sister Chu Xinrou and Chu Yunlan getting off the carriage holding gift boxes, Chen Shu turned his eyes away slightly in an unpredictable manner.
What bad luck.
When Chu Yunlan saw Chen Shuwei and Chen Heng who was bending over to fan her, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he strode with disdain and asked someone to go and inform them.
What good articles could an unknown family like the Shen family write? Unlike him, the articles he sent to the investment banking department were all carefully revised by Xinrou.
The water control strategies written by Xinrou were favored by the emperor and the third prince, not to mention the memorial he had asked her to prepare carefully for a long time.
Chu Yunlan arrogantly asked the doorman to go in and report.
Unexpectedly, the concierge did not allow them to enter and only allowed them to bring in the luggage.
Chu Yunlan rushed to hand over his scroll before Shen Shuwei, and also stuffed a silver ingot into the doorman's hand, "Just tell the Grand Tutor that this is the scroll sent from the Marquis of Jingning's mansion."
The Jingning Marquisate was praised and rewarded by the Emperor and the Third Prince for a paper on flood control. He didn't believe that the Grand Tutor would not cordially invite him in to have a seat after hearing about the reputation of the Jingning Marquisate.
The doorman glanced at the lonely ingot of silver with disdain. In recent days, many people had visited the tutor for investment banking files, and all of them had given him generous gifts. He had never seen anything so shabby.
Jingning Marquis Mansion? I've never heard of such a declining mansion.
The doorman slammed the door shut. Chen Shuwei waited by the side holding the scroll, without uttering a word of dissatisfaction.
Chu Xinrou held the handkerchief tightly and spoke softly, "I don't know what gift my sister gave me, but my brother and I chose the clay inkstone given by the palace. It's a tribute, and the Grand Tutor will definitely like it when he sees it."
Before Chen Shuwei could speak, Chu Yunlan sneered, "Xinrou, why are you so kind to tell her this? They probably haven't even seen a chengni inkstone, so how can they afford to buy anything good?"
Chen Shu lowered his eyes slightly to hide the sarcasm in his eyes, but did not say a word.
The gift she gave this time was likely to surprise Chu Yunlan.
Although it was autumn, the weather was still a bit hot. Chu Yunlan was getting impatient waiting outside. When he was about to go back to the carriage to rest, the door suddenly opened. The doorman handed out the clay inkstone and scroll that Chu Yunlan had brought with an expressionless face.
"So, Master, you are impressed by the article I wrote and want you to invite me in to talk?" Chu Yunlan raised his chin with an arrogant look.
The doorman glanced at him and remembered the scroll he had sent in. The Grand Tutor scolded him after just one look, saying that he had sent in all kinds of garbage. He felt resentful in his heart.
"The Grand Tutor said your paper is rubbish, even a pile of dog feces would be better than yours. He told you to give up the Autumn Examination and go farming and raising pigs."
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