Ji Chenhai pushed Shang Xiye to the main hall, dismissed the servants, and sat down opposite him to begin brewing tea.
Seeing that he had poured tea and tea leaves all over the table, Shang Xiye sighed inwardly and said, "Father-in-law, let me do it." He then took the tea set from Ji Chenhai and began to brew tea with elegant movements.
Ji Chenhai chuckled and said, "Hey, your refined stuff is such a hassle. If you can drink, we guys can each have a jar, drink and chat until dawn, that would be so much fun."
Shang Xiye slightly lifted her eyelids and said in a soft, gentle voice, "There will be opportunities in the future."
"Tell me honestly, what were your men doing at my residence? Is there something wrong with the new people I brought in?" Ji Chenhai suddenly changed the subject and asked directly.
Shang Xiye glanced at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, his eyes unfathomable: "Father-in-law, in this capital, even the most trusted person may one day betray you and abandon you. One must always be wary of others. I have simply had the new staff in the manor pruned up to ensure that the Princess's alcohol purification business is not leaked."
"I'm relieved that you can think of Feng Yao in everything you do," Ji Chenhai clapped his hands and nodded, seemingly very interested in Shang Xiye's tea-making process, his eyes fixed on his movements. He then casually chatted, "Yesterday, Feng Ming and I went to the residence of Minister of Rites Feng Zhengchang. Guess what happened?"
Shang Xiye looked up at him again: "A fruitful harvest?"
"More than that, as soon as my son and I went in, he opened the storeroom himself and let us choose what we wanted," Ji Chenhai gestured with his hand. "Wow, that whole room full of gold, silver, jewels, and rare treasures is several times more impressive than your royal palace's storeroom. Fengming and I carried twenty boxes of his in one go, and he didn't even break a sweat. After all these years of robbing, I finally know what it means to be rich and powerful."
“Feng Zhengchang has served in the Ministry of Rites for many years, so it’s not surprising that he was able to accumulate such wealth,” Shang Xiye said calmly.
Ji Chenhai changed the subject again, this time sounding rather frivolous: "We made a little money on this trip, so my son and I are planning to go out for some music and drinks tomorrow night. Do you want to come along?"
Shang Xiye: "..."
Thinking back to the last time I went to Cuihong Tower, I made my wife furious.
"Sigh, forget it, you shouldn't go. With Feng Yao's temper, if she knew that Feng Ming and I were taking you to a place like that, she would have caused a huge uproar." Ji Chenhai quickly rejected this unreliable suggestion.
Shang Xi agreed late at night.
In the evening, the family enjoyed a happy meal together.
Looking at the unappetizing food on the table, Ji Fengyao couldn't help but ask, "Father, when are you going to bring Mother, Fengxiao, and Fenghua to the capital? With Mother gone, what kind of life are you and my eldest brother living?"
"In a while," Ji Chenhai mumbled.
"Sister, just leave us alone. Let Father and I enjoy ourselves in Kyoto for a while. Otherwise, once Mother comes, she'll be interfering with everything, and we won't be able to get anything done," Ji Fengming said earnestly.
Ji Fengyao chuckled to herself as she listened. Did she not know who they were?
Once they entered Beijing, they all instantly transformed into drama queens.
It wasn't until dusk that Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye got up and set off to return to Prince Su's residence.
Just before getting into the car, Ji Fengming quietly squeezed Ji Fengyao's hand and patted her palm with three fingers.
Ji Fengyao nodded in understanding, got into the car, and left.
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