Chapter 143 What Qualifications Do You Have to Comment on My Wife?
"Young Madam, today's banquet is of great importance. The wine hasn't arrived yet. If anything goes wrong, who will be held responsible?"
The cook spoke in an urgent tone, but her eyes kept glancing at Chunxi's face.
Organizing a banquet at the mansion is a rare and lucrative job for the people below. If they do a good job, they will get a reward, and they can also make some money when purchasing. Although everyone is tired, they are all very enthusiastic.
However, Chunxi went directly to the shop with Shen Qingchi to place an order. His subordinates did not make any profit and felt that they were not trusted. They were very careless in their work these days, and no one reminded Chunxi to inspect the wine a few days in advance. They only came to report today when the urgent matter arose.
Seeing Chunxi leisurely and unconcerned, Shen Qingchi couldn't help but remind her, "The guests here today are all distinguished guests, so the drinks can't be sloppy. We need a large quantity, and ordinary restaurants may not be able to supply it."
"That's right, young lady," the cook patted her thigh and nodded. Before Chunxi could speak, she added, "My brother from my mother's side is a winemaker and owns a small winery. Before the Third Young Master came of age, he went to my brother's house to buy wine. Everyone drank it and said it was good. If the young lady says so, I'll go home and ask my brother to bring some wine."
The last time Shen Qingyu came of age, except for Wei Lingze, the other distinguished guests were all poor relatives of the Shen family who were begging for money. Mrs. Mo was reluctant to treat them with good food and drinks, so she asked the cook's brother's small winery to deliver wine. How can today's promotion banquet be compared with that day?
But the cook had tasted the sweetness once, so she was reluctant to let go of this piece of fat meat. Therefore, when the store sent wine a few days ago, she deliberately found fault and ruined the deal. She didn't tell Chunxi until today, just to force Chunxi to agree.
When her brother was young, he also worked as an apprentice in a famous winery and learned the craft. The wine he brewed was not much different from the royal wine in the palace. The guests today will know after drinking it.
The cook's eyes were full of anticipation, and Shen Qingchi also held the silk handkerchief tightly and looked at Chunxi.
Chunxi remained calm. She glanced at Shen Qingchi and asked, "Sister, do you think this method is feasible?"
Naturally it is not feasible.
Good wine and bad wine can be distinguished by the taste of the wine. It's okay if the female guests don't drink often, but once the male guests drink, they will be exposed, and then the eldest brother will lose face in front of his colleagues.
Shen Qingchi lowered his eyes, not daring to look Chunxi in the eye, and said softly, "There has never been such a mistake when mother organized a banquet in the past. I... I don't know if it will work. Sister-in-law should decide for yourself."
The cook, eager to make a killing, quickly persuaded her, "Don't worry, Madam. This method will definitely work. My brother brews excellent wine. I guarantee that today's guests will enjoy it to the fullest. Besides, no other restaurant can deliver so much wine to Madam before the banquet begins."
The kitchen staff was full of words. Chunxi hesitated for a moment, then finally handed two silver ingots to the cook: "In that case, please run over and ask someone to bring the wine over quickly."
The cook's eyes lit up, and she said happily, "Don't worry, Madam. I will definitely do this beautifully for you!"
The cook left in a hurry. Shen Qingchi wanted to continue putting makeup on Chunxi. Chunxi shook her head and said, "That's it. I feel very luxurious already. Let's go pay our respects to father and mother first."
Ever since the empire was stabilized, Marquis Qingyuan has never been valued by His Majesty. Now that Shen Qingyuan has been promoted to the Censorate, he can also be proud. When he heard that the mansion was going to hold a promotion banquet, he not only returned home three days in advance, but also brought the men in his family to worship in the ancestral hall early this morning, in order to make the ancestors of the Shen family happy.
Marquis Qingyuan came from a poor family. Although there was an ancestral hall in his mansion, there were not many tablets on it and the worship ceremony was also very simple. After the worship, Marquis Qingyuan took everyone to the front hall to drink tea and chat, waiting for guests to arrive.
When Chunxi and Shen Qingchi arrived at the front hall, they happened to hear the lazy voice of Qingyuan Hou.
"Yuan'er has spent ten years in Jingzhao Prefecture, and now he's finally been promoted. Your father is very happy for you, but your choice of wife is getting worse and worse. Now that you are a third-rank minister, how can you marry a woman who was once a slave? Even if you don't divorce her, you should demote her to a concubine and find a wife from a family that can benefit you."
As soon as the Marquis of Qingyuan finished speaking, Wu couldn't wait to agree: "My son is right. Besides, this Cao Chunxi not only has a poor family background, but also has no respect for elders, and his words and deeds are vulgar. He is not a match for Yuan'er at all."
On the day Chunxi returned to Beijing, a kitchen knife scared Wu to death. These days, Wu hid in the yard and dared not go out. Today, the son of Marquis Qingyuan came back, and she had the confidence to act like the old lady of the Marquis's mansion again.
When someone helped to punish Chunxi, Mrs. Mo quietly pretended to be a loving mother, but Shen Qingyu couldn't help it. He took the opportunity to list all the bad deeds of Chunxi to Qingyuan Hou, and described Chunxi as the most vulgar woman in the world.
Marquis Qingyuan frowned upon hearing this and was about to ask Shen Qingyuan to divorce his wife immediately. However, before he could open his mouth, he heard Shen Qingyuan's cold voice: "One of you is obsessed with women and disrespects your elders, the other is shameless in climbing into my bed, the other is greedy and insatiable by taking advantage of your age, and the other covets my former sister-in-law without regard for human ethics. What qualifications do you have to comment on my wife?"
As he spoke, Shen Qingyuan's eyes swept over the faces of Qingyuan Hou, Mo, Wu, and Shen Qingyu one by one.
Although his tone was calm, it was very aggressive, and the four of them were so angry that their faces turned livid.
Qingyuan Hou had been coaxed and flattered by the vixen outside for years, and had never seen Shen Qingyuan's strength. He thought Shen Qingyuan was a child who could be treated casually. He immediately slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Rebellious son, I am your father, how dare you talk to me?"
"I always say this. If you don't like it, you don't have to listen."
Shen Qingyuan spoke calmly, and before Qingyuan Hou could get angry again, two people suddenly rushed in, knocked Qingyuan Hou unconscious and dragged him away.
Mrs. Wu reacted immediately and rushed over to hug her son, "Evil creature! Are you crazy? How dare you attack your own father?"
Marquis Qingyuan finally came back, and Mrs. Wu hasn't taken advantage of his power enough, so how could she bear to see him taken away?
Thinking of this, Wu howled loudly, wishing that everyone in the world knew that Shen Qingyuan was a traitor and an unfilial son.
Seeing this, Shen Qingyu also wanted to step forward to help, but just as he took a step forward, he saw Shen Qingyuan knock Wu unconscious with a knife, and then his eyes as cold as ice cones shot straight at him.
Shen Qingyu was so frightened by this look that he retracted his legs and asked weakly, "Brother, the guests will be arriving soon. Where do you want someone to take Dad and Grandma?"
"You want to know if you can go with them."
Shen Qingyuan spoke coldly, and Shen Qingyu suddenly fell silent.
There are still many exciting things to be done at this promotion banquet. How can he leave at this time?
Besides, no matter how heartless my eldest brother was, he would not dare to kill my father and grandmother. He just thought they were an eyesore.
After such a commotion, the front hall became quiet, and Chunxi then took Shen Qingchi into the hall.
"Huh? Father and grandmother have been looking forward to today's banquet, why aren't they here?"
Chunxi had clearly heard the entire thing outside, but she pretended to be bewildered. However, Shen Qingyuan was very cooperative with her: "Father and grandmother are feeling unwell because they are too happy, so they went back to the house to rest."
"That's such a shame! They're going to miss such a great show."
Chunxi said as he shook his head regretfully.
Everyone: “…”
Shut up! The gloating in your tone is almost overflowing. Don't laugh accidentally!
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