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Several of these families can be overlooked, but there is one that really infuriated him, leaving him resentful even now.
Just a few days ago, he received a letter delivered by someone sent from Chengyang Jun, stating: "In the near future, Lord Jun will arrive in Daliang. Please prepare to welcome him and warm his bed."
What kind of nonsense is this Chengyang Jun treating his daughter as? To warm the bed for him? Truly shameless. He was so angry that he chopped the Bamboo Slip into several pieces, but even if he destroyed the Bamboo Slip, he couldn't erase the person who engraved it.
He just hadn't mentioned this to San Chun, fearing it would upset her. Now, suddenly recalling this matter and looking at the two Vako People in front of him, one being his brother-in-law, his head felt like it had been run over by a cart.
He clasped his hands and forced a smile, "I understand what you all mean. Please convey to the master that the marriage proposal requires further consideration. Allow me to discuss it with my daughter before making a decision."
The Vako People were unwilling to leave, insisting that the master needed to hear back and urging him to come to a conclusion quickly.
Ju Rong's face darkened, "Is there such a thing as coercing in marriage proposals?"
Seeing him angry, the Vako People dared not say much more. They managed to send off the two groups of people, but dealing with Chen Xiong alone was going to be difficult.
Ju Rong sat down and ordered someone to brew a pot of tea. After drinking three large bowls, he finally caught his breath and said, "Brother-in-law, why are you also getting involved in this?"
Chen Xiong snorted, "What do you mean by getting involved?" He then imitated Ju Rong and drank several gulps of tea until he emptied the cup, feeling a bit calmer.
He then smiled wryly and said, "Do you think I wanted to come here? If it weren't for the king's pressure, I'd still be at home enjoying breakfast with my beautiful concubine."
Ju Rong lightly huffed, "The king is young; it's inevitable that he may not handle things properly. You've served two generations of kings; knowing how reckless the current king is, why don't you offer some advice?"
Chen Xiong thought to himself that if it were your turn to be dragged out of bed by him personally, you'd probably not be so flippant. He pretended not to hear and leisurely took another sip of tea. "Hmm, this tea is good. Where did you get it?" In fact, there was no tea left in the cup; as for its flavor, only a genius would know.
Ju Rong instinctively replied, "It was personally roasted by my daughter."
Seeing Chen Xiong only focused on drinking tea, he couldn't help but frown. "Brother-in-law, don't change the subject. What exactly is going on?"
Chen Xiong was also annoyed by the question and immediately recounted how the king had personally come early in the morning regarding the marriage proposal. He thought to himself, you have connections with the king too; you should figure out what to do.
Ju Rong could only click his tongue in response. He had thought Uncle Qi was planning this for a long time, but it turned out to be a spur-of-the-moment decision, leaving everyone puzzled about why there was such urgency.
Since Ju Dan returned, it seemed that the feng shui of Ju Mansion had changed. Did Yan Wang really like Dan'er to this extent?
He fell into deep thought, while Chen Xiong could no longer sit still. Having drunk a belly full of tea without eating anything that morning, he had no mood to waste time with him.
"Lord Ju, can we get a definite answer on this matter? Those young masters are not to be concerned about; our king needs a proper response. After all, we are Yan People, and any misstep could offend the king and lead to consequences."
Ju Rong naturally understood this and asked, "Where is the king now?" He wanted to report this matter to him in person.
He probably was hiding somewhere in a corner outside, Chen Xiong thought to himself, but he didn't dare say it out loud. Instead, he replied, "The king has always been elusive; how would we know where he is? You should decide soon whether you will marry or not."
He stood up as if about to leave but turned back and said, "This tea is quite good; pack some for me to take back."
Ju Rong found it somewhat amusing. His brother-in-law had always enjoyed good food and drink, and even at this moment, he hadn't forgotten about the tea leaves. He didn't realize that Chen Xiong wasn't genuinely praising his tea but rather seeking some comfort after having suffered without gaining any benefits.
Ju Rong instructed someone to pack a bag of tea leaves and personally handed it to Chen Xiong, reminding him to speak well of him in front of the king and mention his difficulties.
Chen Xiong casually brushed off his words while secretly thinking that his father-in-law was taking advantage of the situation and not doing anything useful as a good father-in-law; what else did he expect?
In truth, Ju Rong wasn't afraid of offending Qin Prince or Zhao Country Prince, nor did he fear Uncle Qi. His greatest concern was Chengyang Jun. People would rather offend gentlemen than provoke someone like Chengyang Jun; he was not easy to deal with. If things went wrong, it could potentially lead to war between the two countries and cause great suffering.
As Ju Rong went to see off Chen Xiong, San Chun finally peeked out from behind the screen and looked around before sighing and asking Zhong Xue, "What exactly do you want?"
Zhong Xue playfully traced her finger along her cheek, a teasing smile on her face. "What do you and I want to do?"
San Chun bit her lip, about to retort angrily when Zhong Xue suddenly leaned in and pressed his lips against hers. He seemed to have something in his mouth, a cool liquid slowly passing through his tongue into her mouth. San Chun was startled and pushed him away, but he held her tightly, kissing her fiercely as if a storm had erupted, almost making her lose her senses.
After a while, he finally released her, licking the corner of his mouth like a cat that had just stolen a fish.
San Chun wiped her lips and asked urgently, "What did you make me drink?"
Zhong Xue chuckled lightly and clearly said two words: "Poison."
San Chun was taken aback, then thought to herself that if it were really poison, he would be the first to die from it. She licked her lips; the substance was sweet with a hint of alcohol, definitely not poison. But why did he suddenly feed her this?
What she didn't know was that Zhong Xue had overheard Ju Rong and Chen Xiong, and his anger had risen to the top of his head. It wasn't convenient to explode in such a place, so he could only force himself to hold it in. Just then, Dong Dong handed him a wine pouch, and he took a sip to calm himself down; otherwise, he feared he might lose control and curse out loud.
When Ju Rong stepped outside and saw her innocent face as if she had done nothing wrong, he couldn't help but approach and cover her mouth, letting the wine flow into her mouth as well.
He reached out to pinch her chin and lightly huffed, "I really wish I had a bottle of poison to take care of you, ungrateful one."
San Chun thought to herself that he was the ungrateful one. Who didn't know that Chengyang Jun was the most unscrupulous?
The two glared at each other when suddenly someone outside shouted, "How dare you! What are you two doing?"
It was Ju Rong, who had not escorted Chen Xiong out but had only walked a few steps before turning back. Upon seeing a man holding his daughter in the main hall, his fury was evident.
Seeing Ju Rong, San Chun quickly covered her face and pretended to cry. "Father, Great-Uncle... Great-Uncle... tried to assault me! Please stand up for your daughter!" She threw herself into Ju Rong's arms, crying as if she were about to choke.
Zhong Xue touched the Silver Mask on his face, feeling both amused and exasperated. This girl really knew how to turn the tables on him; with just a few words, she had left him hanging there. Although what she said was somewhat true...
Ju Rong had a face full of anger, blocking San Chun behind him, and shouted, "Who are you?"
Zhong Xue looked around; Dong Dong had long since disappeared. When Ju Rong entered, he only saw San Chun.
San Chun peeked out from behind Ju Rong, stuck out her tongue at him, and said, "Father, this is Great-Uncle. Mother is his cousin's cousin. Just now, Great-Uncle wanted to take his daughter home to make her... to make her his concubine." Then she started crying again.
"Ridiculous, ridiculous," Ju Rong exclaimed twice, pulling Zhong Xue's sleeve and heading outside. He shouted, "Where is your mother? Call her here to drive this beast out; Ju Mansion does not tolerate such creatures."
San Chun was so delighted inside that she could hardly contain herself, but she still had to put on a sorrowful expression. She followed behind Ju Rong, crying and making faces at Zhong Xue.
Zhong Xue felt a deep hatred; she still enjoyed teasing people like before. Unfortunately, after being teased countless times, she still hadn't learned her lesson.
Being pulled by her future father-in-law, Zhong Xue didn't dare to resist forcefully and could only plead, "Sir, you must have misunderstood. Just now my sister got sand in her eye and kept saying it hurt; I had no choice but to get closer."
Ju Rong was not a fool; how could he believe such words? He clearly saw Great-Uncle holding his daughter. Did blowing in someone's eye require holding their waist?
However, he also felt he had acted rashly. He released Zhong Xue's sleeve and said coldly, "Just wait; we will settle this later." He headed straight for the inner courtyard, probably looking for Madam Ju.
Zhong Xue couldn't help but rub her forehead. She wasn't afraid of Ju Rong settling accounts with her; it was just that being truly driven out would be a troublesome matter.
She called into the air loudly, "Dong Dong."
Immediately, a head popped out from a tree on the left. "Lord Jun commands."
"Go do something for me?"
Dong Dong scratched his ear and couldn't help but grumble inwardly. Was this going to be venting someone else's grievances on him? He wasn't deaf; why shout so loudly?
He asked, "What does the Sovereign want?"
Zhong Xue rubbed his chin, his brows slightly furrowed. "Before Lord Ju drives people away, you need to find a way to make him give up on that idea."
Dong Dong scratched his head in confusion. He was just a thief, good at stealing things; did they expect him to steal a person? The trouble caused by Chengyang Jun, why should he bear the responsibility?
With a belly full of grievances, he dared not voice them and could only respond with an acknowledgment before jumping down from the tree, pondering whether he should sacrifice his appearance.
*
San Chun followed Ju Rong into the inner hall. As soon as they arrived at Madam Ju's chamber, they were stopped by a group of maids and old women. The lady was still resting and asked the lord to return for now.
Ju Rong paid no attention to them and pushed one of the thin old women aside, nearly sending her tumbling.
Everyone in the household knew that Lord Ju was the kindest; no one had ever seen him this furious. They all fled in panic, with some quick-footed ones running inside to deliver the message to Madam Ju.
With such a commotion in the house, Madam Ju had no mood to sleep. She had already gotten up but was too lazy to go out after hearing what the maid said about the situation outside. She had never liked Ju Dan, and now that he was back, she felt even more annoyed. Especially since that girl was getting married and had attracted so many suitors—what stepmother wouldn't feel frustrated and troubled by that?
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