Chapter 101 The Girl Shower
At noon, Yun Zhanpeng walked out of the warehouse to have a meal. He brought a food box from home, which contained four dishes and a soup. He just needed to heat it up on the small red stove and eat it.
The other officials were gathered together chatting and laughing, but Yun Zhanpeng sat alone. He was not in a hurry to fit in and decided to observe for a while.
Braised beef, crispy duck, four-happiness meatballs, and cherry meat are all his favorites.
He ate with gusto, completely oblivious to the occasional glances from others.
An official suddenly looked over and said, "It smells so good, Lord Yun, what are you eating?"
This was Lord Xia, an official from the Ministry of Clothing. Yun Zhanpeng generously invited him, "Would you like to try some of our own food?"
"Okay." Lord Xia came over with the bowl and chopsticks.
Yun Zhanpeng enthusiastically picked up a few pieces of food for him, and Lord Xia ate it with great praise.
"This tastes amazing, even better than the food in the restaurant outside."
Yun Zhanpeng was very calm. He did not kowtow or seek to establish connections.
"Eat more if you like."
"That's so embarrassing." Lord Xia said this, but he ate more than Yun Zhanpeng.
Lord Xia ate while chatting and laughing, talking about interesting things in the Imperial Household Department.
As Yun Zhanpeng listened, he was able to understand some of the internal interpersonal relationships.
After the meal, the relationship between the two quickly warmed up and they began to treat each other like brothers.
Lord Xia lowered his voice mysteriously, "Brother Yun, do you know why no one dares to approach you?"
Yun Zhanpeng followed up on his words and asked, "Why?"
Lord Xia winked and said, "It's your daughter who caused this trouble. She has offended too many people, and everyone is afraid of being implicated."
Yun Zhanpeng had expected this, but he was not afraid. "My child is not someone who likes to cause trouble, but he is not afraid of it either."
Lord Xia looked at him deeply. He was different from what everyone imagined.
Yes, the person who can give birth to Princess Jinyun is naturally not an ordinary person.
"Let's go to Qihonglou for a drink tonight. There are some things that are hard to talk about here. They are about your daughter."
Yun Zhanpeng agreed immediately, "Okay."
The two chatted for a few words and then parted ways. Yun Zhanpeng returned to the warehouse and began to sort out the old account books. His eyes fell on the account book at the bottom, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
The sun gradually moved westward and the warehouse was very quiet.
The door was pushed open, and an official standing at the door called out, "Master Yun, please stop what you are doing and settle these accounts."
He was holding a pile of papers and account books, looking very tired.
Yun Zhanpeng looked up and saw that he was also Lord Jiang, who was also a Deputy Director of the Weaving Department. There were two Deputy Directors in the Weaving Department. As a newcomer, he naturally had to listen to the arrangements of the old man.
He took the thing and flipped through it briefly. It was an account that needed to be put into the warehouse. It was a mess and gave him a headache just looking at it.
But, it was not a problem for the experienced Yun Zhanpeng. After a while, the sound of abacus clacking could be heard.
Lord Jiang sat opposite him, looking at his focused profile, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
"Master Yun is indeed from a merchant family, and he is very good at calculating. I am ashamed of myself. After all, I am a legitimate imperial scholar, a second-place Jinshi, and a disciple of the emperor."
He studied hard for ten years and struggled for fifteen years before he got to this position, but Yun Zhanpeng in front of him was parachuted in, rising from a commoner to a fifth-rank official, and was on equal footing with him.
How can one not be jealous?
Moreover, Yun Zhanpeng became his competitor. If he wanted to move up and become the chief officer of the Weaving Department, he had to step on Yun Zhanpeng.
Yun Zhanpeng heard the boasting in his words, but just smiled and didn't respond.
He had expected this to happen, so he didn't care.
Lord Jiang still refused to let him go, and said sourly, "Unlike Lord Yun, who can rise to fame overnight by relying on his daughter, we can't envy him."
Yun Zhanpeng could tolerate everything else, but his daughter was his bottom line. "Indeed, it's because I was able to give birth to a very smart daughter. I can enjoy the blessing of having a daughter at such a young age."
Lord Jiang snorted coldly, "So what? Daughters are money-losing goods, but sons can carry on the family line and pass on the incense."
He was just short of pointing at Yun Zhanpeng's nose and scolding him for not having a son and for having an extinct family.
Yun Zhanpeng remained calm. He had heard this kind of talk many times before. So what? They were just jealous.
"My daughter is Princess Jinyun, a second-rank official. What rank is your son?"
Lord Jiang: ...Damn! Is the princess so amazing?
He was an official. When he thought about his son who was not good at studying or martial arts, he felt upset and even more jealous.
"My son can carry on the family business."
Apart from this one advantage, there is nothing else to brag about.
Yun Zhanpeng smiled slightly. "By the way, my Yun Mansion is on Nanchi Street, only two miles away from the Imperial Palace. I don't need to get up early to go to the government office. This is a gift from my daughter to my parents. Lord Jiang, where do you live?"
A poor official who rented a house had a bunch of children, but none of them was successful.
Lord Jiang's defenses were broken, his face turned blue. Damn it, he only knew how to show off.
MD, Nanchi Street, a place where every inch of land is worth a lot of money, all the residents are dignitaries, you can't buy a house there just by having money.
This is a status symbol. I'm so jealous!
"A daughter once married off is like spilled water. Princess Jinyun has already married into the Pingxi Marquis's mansion. She should just be a quiet young lady there and stop making a fuss all the time and bringing shame to all the women in the world."
A clear voice suddenly rang out, "Sir, are you a woman? How can you represent all women in the world?"
The two of them turned around at the same time and looked at the woman in red at the door.
Yun Zhanpeng's eyes lit up and he went out to greet her, "Zheng'er, why are you here?"
Yun Zheng handed over the food box in her hand, "Dad, I'm here to bring you some snacks. They're all freshly baked and still hot."
Yun Zhanpeng smiled broadly, "You are too worried, kid. How can I, a grown-up, go hungry?"
A daughter is still better. She is considerate and well-behaved, and can help him share his worries.
Lord Jiang said in a cold voice, "Lord Yun, this is the government office. No outsiders are allowed to enter."
Yun Zheng didn't even look at him, "Dad, eat first."
Lord Jiang was annoyed. "When the Lord is speaking, when is it the turn of the juniors to interrupt? The upbringing of a merchant family is really too poor."
Yun Zheng finally looked up at him and asked, "Who are you?"
Lord Jiang held his head high and said, "I am the Deputy Director of the Textile Department, my surname is Jiang, and I am a Jinshi from the two imperial examinations."
Yun Zheng acted dignified. "I've made a note of this. I'll ask the Emperor someday how he selects officials. How come he doesn't even know the etiquette of the court? How pathetic!"
Lord Jiang's expression changed drastically. "What nonsense are you talking about? I am the most proficient in etiquette."
Yun Zheng said with a serious face, "The regulations of this dynasty are that when a subordinate pays respect to his superior, he must bow. Officials bow to each other. Dukes, marquises, and imperial consorts bow twice when they meet. The subordinate bows first from the west, and the superior bows in return from the east. When common people meet, they bow according to age, with the younger one bowing first. Those who are not close to them bow four times, and those who are close to them bow." Note (1)
"You are a fifth-rank official, but when you see this princess, why don't you show respect? Are you dissatisfied with the rules of this dynasty? Or do you harbor resentment towards the emperor?"
Lord Jiang was struck by lightning, and his face instantly lost color.
Damn it!
He thought this was the limit, but he knew nothing about Yun Zheng's lethality. This was just the beginning...
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