Chapter 95: My son is a 19-year-old juren!
Chen Shuwei glanced at the letter. The cover was plain, but it had a strange fragrance.
She became interested and was about to open it when she heard Chen Zhang say, "It's a wedding invitation for Prince Yue, the youngest son of King Jing."
Chen Shu raised his eyebrows slightly and opened the note. He was filled with a strange fragrance and there were circles of strange patterns overlapping on the paper.
It's quite fresh.
Chen Zhang sat down next to him, fiddling with the stacks of notes beside him, and said with a sigh, "If it were any other prince's son, he wouldn't have received such treatment, it's just bad luck for him. He was about to enter the capital when a fire broke out in the post station."
Shen Shuwei glanced at him sideways.
"The fire broke out suddenly. King Jing's coffin was still at the post station. The people at the station were too late to rescue him. They only managed to save Zhao Yue."
"Your Majesty feels guilty and sorry for Prince Jing and his son, so he specially ordered a grand welcoming banquet to calm him down."
Shen Shuwei's expression was somewhat subtle as he sat down next to Shen Zhang. "What about King Jing's funeral? How does Your Majesty plan to handle it?"
Both the person and the coffin were burned to ashes. Now there is still a big disaster after death.
Chen Zhang peeled a peach without even looking up. "The entire post station was burned to ashes. How can the Ministry of Rites handle it? They can only ask Zhao Yue for a few of King Jing's clothes and bury him in the empty coffin."
This was also a piece of gossip he heard after he was granted the title of General of Cavalry and his influence expanded.
At this moment, everyone in Luojing and even Liangzhou was keeping the matter a secret. No one except the parties involved knew that the coffin being carried into the imperial mausoleum for burial was empty. I'm afraid even Prince Zhao Yun of Jing, who was in Luojing, didn't know about it.
Shen Zhang handed the peeled peach to Shen Shuwei and wiped his hands with a handkerchief. "You can go to the banquet if you want to. Second brother won't force you to attend like he did at the flower viewing banquet at the Prince's Mansion last time."
With the promotion, Chen Zhang became more confident and more resolute.
He still remembered the last time Shen Shuwei was bullied in the Prince's Mansion. He picked up another peach, unpeeled, and took a vicious bite. "Whoever dares to speak so arrogantly in front of you this time, just remember them. I will settle the score with them later."
Chen Shuwei was amused and accepted the post with a muffled laugh.
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Time flew by and it was time for Zhao Yue's welcoming banquet. His Majesty valued him so much that he specially allocated a hot spring palace in the suburbs of Beijing for him to host. Almost all the royal relatives who were still in Luojing were present.
Such a grand occasion caused many people attending the banquet to talk about it, wondering whether His Majesty wanted to change the crown prince and let Zhao Yue inherit the title.
Chen Shuwei arrived at the scene with Wang Peilan. The two of them sat down chatting and laughing, which attracted the attention of others.
The Shen family is truly remarkable. In just a short period of time, they went from being a family of criminals involved in a corruption case and facing confiscation of property and exile to becoming the new elites in Luojing. The people they are befriended are both Princess Rongyang and the wife of the Minister of War.
Many people watched with their eyes, noses, ears and heart, and took the excuse of enjoying the scenery to chat with Shen Shuwei and get closer to him.
Chen Shuwei had a smile on his face from beginning to end, and talked with everyone with ease.
A woman sitting in the corner wearing a royal blue double-breasted jacket looked at Shen Shuwei who was surrounded by the crowd. She opened her mouth several times and stood up to go over, but sat back down every time.
She reached out and touched the old pearl flowers on her temples, a hint of embarrassment flashing in her eyes.
Her family had just returned to Beijing from other places. Her son was also among the candidates in this autumn examination. She attended the banquet to choose a daughter-in-law for her son.
Liu Qiuyue stared at Chen Shuwei, who was smiling and interacting with the women, and she felt more and more satisfied.
Although the Shen family was a rising star, their financial resources were not as strong as those of other aristocratic families in Luojing. However, the Shen family's association with these prominent people would greatly benefit her son's future after she married into the family.
However, when she saw Shen Shuwei's overly bright and beautiful face, Liu Qiuyue frowned in dissatisfaction. This face was too outstanding, and she didn't know whether she could stay at home and take care of her son in the future.
It is said that one should marry a virtuous woman. Her son is the top student in the local school and has first-class knowledge. He has a bright future, so she must find a virtuous woman who can take care of the family.
Liu Qiuyue was looking at Chen Shuwei hesitantly when she suddenly heard people next to her whispering that Chen Shuwei was from a marquis's mansion and had been raised there for more than ten years. Not only that, all the money in the mansion was earned by her, and she also managed the household in perfect order.
When Liu Qiuyue heard this, she was immediately moved. Her family was poor after being sent to another place, and they had not saved much money over the years. If they could marry a wife who could make money, it would be a great help.
Liu Qiuyue took action immediately, clutching her handkerchief and pushing aside the person in front of her. With a smile on her face, she shook Shen Shuwei's hand, "Oh, you must be Shuwei, right? I've heard a lot about you these days."
"It's really outstanding when I see you today."
As Liu Qiuyue spoke, she glanced down at Chen Shuwei's waist and hips. Her waist was still too thin, and her butt didn't look like she could give birth to grandchildren for their Sun family.
Liu Qiuyue felt a little disgusted in her heart, and decided to find a prescription to give her some good treatment after the person came in.
Chen Shuwei was caught off guard when someone held her hand. She wanted to pull it away but couldn't. In addition, the man looked at her with a presumptuous gaze, as if he was examining her as a piece of commodity, and the smile on her face faded.
"May I ask who the lady is?"
Liu Qiuyue sat down next to Shen Shuwei with a happy smile, as if she had already regarded herself as her future mother-in-law, and was completely unaware of the strange looks from the people around her.
"My husband is the Chief of Mianyang, a fifth-rank official!" Liu Qiuyue introduced with a smile, "And my husband is also a top scholar in the area. He passed the imperial examination at the age of nineteen..."
Liu Qiuyue kept on praising her son, and Chen Shuwei lowered his eyes and pulled his hand away.
If she doesn't understand her purpose, her life will be in vain.
He took a liking to me and came to introduce his son to me.
"Madam, please have some tea and take a break." Chen Shuwei interrupted her.
Liu Qiuyue's words stopped abruptly, and she frowned slightly. Looking at Chen Shuwei sitting there motionless, she couldn't help but complain in her heart that he had been raised in the Marquis' Mansion for so many years but didn't know many rules and didn't even know to serve her tea.
She is not as obedient as her niece from her mother's side. It's a pity that the niece's status is too low and she is not worthy of her son.
Liu Qiuyue's mind drifted away for a moment. Seeing that she was just staring at him without saying a word, Chen Shuwei stood up and was about to say goodbye.
She had no interest in her son, who was well-read and knowledgeable, and she didn't want to hear her talk about her son's hard work in studying for so many years.
Instead of wasting time, she might as well go home and make chicken soup for her brother.
Seeing that Shen Shuwei was about to leave, Liu Qiuyue quickly came to her senses, reached out and hurriedly grabbed her, with a hint of blame in her words, "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you leaving?"
Shen Shuwei's wrist was pinched by her and it hurt. He frowned and said in a rare cold voice: "Madam, please let go. You are pinching me."
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