Hearing Dingxiang say this, Madam Hu felt it made perfect sense.
In an instant, her anger intensified. If anger could take form, all the hair on Hu's head would have been burned off by now.
"Hmph, Dingxiang, go and fetch Chef Zhang! If we don't teach her a lesson, she'll never know who the mistress of this mansion is!"
Just then, she found herself harboring a pent-up anger towards Aunt Chen. Now that she had caught Aunt Chen's distant relative, Cook Zhang, in the act, she was determined to severely punish Cook Zhang and deflate Aunt Chen's arrogance!
Moreover, if it weren't for Chef Zhang secretly cutting back on Su Wanwan's meals, Su Wanwan wouldn't have come to her yard to freeload. If that scoundrel hadn't come to freeload, she wouldn't have been so angry with him that she almost fainted.
Hmph, with old grudges compounded by new ones, she's determined to punish Zhang the cook severely! Then she'll see what Aunt Chen has to say!
"Yes, Madam." Dingxiang lifted her skirt and ran away.
Soon, Dingxiang led Zhang the cook back to Hu's courtyard.
With a favored relative like Aunt Chen, Zhang, the cook, could practically do whatever she wanted in the household.
At this moment, she saw Hu Shi sitting on the daybed, her face full of anger, but she was not afraid at all.
Reluctantly, the cook Zhang curtsied to Madam Hu. "This servant greets Madam. May I ask why Madam has summoned me here? There is too much work to do in the kitchen, and I cannot leave for long."
Seeing Zhang the cook's disrespectful attitude, Madam Hu felt that Zhang the cook did not respect her, the mistress of the house. Therefore, her anger rose again, and she shouted, "You insolent servant! How dare you be disrespectful to this lady! Kneel down at once!"
Cook Zhang pursed her lips and slowly knelt on the ground.
"Hmph, even if we don't care about the monk, we should at least consider the Buddha. I doubt Madam Hu would dare to do anything to her!" Zhang the cook thought to herself.
Madam Hu trembled with rage. She picked up a teacup from the small table and slammed it down in front of Chef Zhang, pointing at her and cursing, "Heh heh heh, very well indeed! You, Chef Zhang, are just a lowly servant, yet you dare to embezzle the Sixth Miss's meals. Now, relying on Concubine Chen's favor in the household, you even dare to bully me, the mistress of the house."
"Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson, so you and Aunt Chen will know what it means to respect your master, and who the real mistress of this household is!"
Madam Hu turned to Dingxiang and instructed her, "Dingxiang, call two sturdy maids in and have them hold down Chef Zhang!"
"Yes, Madam," Dingxiang replied, glared at Chef Zhang, and ran out.
Seeing Hu's show of force, Zhang the cook finally became frightened.
Her face turned pale instantly, and she hurriedly kowtowed to Madam Hu, begging for mercy, "Madam, I deserve to die, I deserve to die! I shouldn't have been disrespectful to you, Madam. Please forgive me this time, I will never dare to do it again."
Zhang the cook's tears and snot streamed down her face.
"Heh, now you know you were wrong? Who was it that was so arrogant just now? Let me tell you, it's too late!" Dingxiang said rudely.
"You two hold down Chef Zhang!" Dingxiang commanded the two rough maids she had called in.
"Yes, Sister Dingxiang."
Then, Zhang, the cook, was held down by two maids, each holding one of her shoulders, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.
Madam Hu winked at Dingxiang, "Dingxiang, slap Chef Zhang ten times! Let's see if she dares to disrespect her mistress again!"
"Yes, madam."
Dingxiang immediately rolled up her sleeves and slapped Zhang the cook hard across the face.
"Smack!"
"Ouch!" Zhang the cook screamed in agony.
She felt a warm current rushing out of her nostrils, dripping onto the blue floor.
"Waaah, Madam, please spare me! I won't do it again!"
Unmoved, Dingxiang continued to slap Zhang the cook's mouth with all her might.
After ten blows, Zhang the cook's mouth was swollen high, and her mouth and face were covered in blood, making her look extremely pitiful.
Madam Hu was quite pleased with Zhang's miserable state. Her eyes hardened, and she warned, "Hmph, today is just a little lesson for you."
You and Consort Chen are nothing more than servants in the General's mansion. Now, Consort Chen has only gained the General's favor, and has even forgotten her own name and status!
Remember this: I am the master, and you are the slaves. A master can sell his slaves—”
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