The Grand Secretary's Pampered Wife

Chapter 262.3: Beaten Up Badly

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Zhuang Residence.

The physician removed the stitches for An Junwang, redressed his wound for the last time, and then left with his medicine box after a few words of advice to rest in bed.

The servant sent the physician out of the house.

Grand Preceptor Zhuang gave a meaningful glance, which Wu Yang understood quickly. He went out of the room and closed the double door from the outside.

An Junwang leaned against the bed, pulled the quilt to cover his injured leg, and said calmly, "It's getting late, grandfather should also rest early."

Grand Preceptor Zhuang's eyes were slightly cold, saying, "Marquis Xuanping has gone too far. This enmity, I will surely settle it with him for you sooner or later!"

An Junwang lowered his eyes, and the corner of his lips curved into a cold smile, "That’s easier said than done, isn’t it? He is His Majesty's brother-in-law, and His Majesty is also his brother-in-law. With the military power he holds in his hands, who can do anything to him?"

Grand Preceptor Zhuang's eyes were added with another layer of coldness, "If the Empress Dowager is still in court, how can Marquis Xuanping be allowed to make any waves!"

When Empress Dowager Zhuang was mentioned, An Junwang didn't utter a word of refute.

Empress Dowager Zhuang was truly a woman of strategies, who dominated the country’s political affairs for two dynasties. When Marquis Xuanping was still playing in the mud, she was already the Empress of the harem.

It was just that even the most powerful people sometimes stumble before their horses. How else did she catch leprosy?

Grand Preceptor Zhuang said in a cold voice, "You’ve misjudged this person named Xiao Liulang. I'm afraid that he recognized the Empress Dowager all along, and his purpose for getting close to the Empress Dowager from the beginning was not simple. It’s hateful that we were all kept in the dark, and in order to let him bring the Empress Dowager into the capital, I even persuaded His Majesty to reopen the Imperial Academy. Fortunately, the Imperial Academy is currently not under the hands of His Majesty, so there is still room for redemption. In any case, the Empress Dowager can no longer stay in their hands."

This time, he didn't object to his grandfather's words.

However, it was unknown what crossed his mind, after remaining silent for a while, he suddenly asked, "What is grandfather planning to do?"

Grand Preceptor Zhuang flicked his wide sleeves and answered, "I’ll openly come to their door and recognize the Empress Dowager!"

……

Bishui Alley.

The elderly woman had just finished playing a game of leaf cards when she pushed the cards on the table, "That's it for today, no more playing!"

The neighbors went back to their respective homes unsatisfied.

That’s right. Even though they were losing money, they still had a good time nonetheless.

This was mainly due to the elderly woman’s winning strategy. The elderly woman would not play the same cards every day, nor would she keep cutting only one person's leek every time. For example, if Aunt Zhao lost yesterday, then today she would let her win a little. If there were such loses and wins, everything would feel normal to everyone.

But if one were to calculate the account carefully, they would find that what they lost was their own, and what they won was their peers. No one had actually won any money from the elderly woman.

The elderly woman stretched her body and went next door to check on Gu Yan and Gu Xiaoshun.

Gu Yan fell asleep lazily on his bed while Gu Xiaoshun sat on the bench in the yard, doing some carpentry obediently.

The elderly woman was very satisfied.

Xiaoshun, this kid, was on the right track.

As for Gu Yan, she didn’t ask much of him, just him living was enough.

Yao shi was doing embroidery at the moment while she had no idea what the remaining three members of the family were doing outside, that they hadn’t come back yet when it was already dark.

The elderly woman felt hungry and went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Grannie Fang went to the embroidery shop to pick up clothes, so Old Chief was in charge of cooking in the evening.

Old Chief stir-fried some home-made small side dishes, stewed a pot of asparagus chicken soup, and pan fried some brown sugar rice cakes.

Next was a separate meal for Little Jing Kong—— egg soup with lily, tofu meatballs, and fried shrimp with green vegetables.

"Are the kids back yet?" Old Chief asked as he cooked, his tone familiar and his address natural, exactly the same as when Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao talked about their children.

"Not yet." The elderly woman started looking for food.

"Here." As though he seemed to know early that she would be hungry, Old Chief took out a small plate of brown sugar rice cakes prepared separately. This plate of rice cakes was sprinkled with white sesame seeds. Several children didn't like brown sugar rice cakes with white sesame seeds on them.

The elderly woman found nothing wrong with it either. She sat down on the small stool with a plate in her hand and ate it leisurely.

One was busy in front of the stove, the other was eating behind the stove. The oil sizzled in the pan, and the whole kitchen smelled of buttered scallions.

Knock, knock!

A knock suddenly sounded outside.

"Who is it?" Yao shi put down her embroidery work and walked outside.

Old Chief quickly walked out of the kitchen and said to the pregnant Yao shi, "Let me!"

"Ah, all right." Yao shi obediently went back to the house.

The gate was actually left unlocked, so it should not be a neighbor, otherwise they would just push the door directly.

"Who is it?" He asked as he opened the wooden gate.

The instant he saw Grand Preceptor Zhuang before the gate, his eyebrows jumped badly. He swiftly closed back the gate, smeared some lime mortar used on the wall onto his face, then pulled the gate open again. Squeezing out a strange voice, he asked, "Who might you be? Is there something you need?"

Grand Preceptor Zhuang looked at him with a strange expression, obviously puzzled by his behavior of opening and closing the gate. When he saw that his face was covered with dirt and his clothes were simple, he instantly regarded him as a servant of the household, so he didn't pay much attention to Old Chief.

Otherwise, if he were to look more, he would be able to recognize him a bit.

Grand Preceptor Zhuang said blandly, "Call out your elderly lady, I have something to say to her."

Old Chief did a thousand calculations, but he never expected Grand Preceptor Zhuang to personally pay them a visit. Empress Dowager Zhuang must not be allowed to recognize the Zhuang Family right now.

It must be known that before Empress Dowager Zhuang lost her memory, her most beloved descendant was An Junwang. When An Junwang went to the State of Chen as a hostage prince, Empress Dowager Zhuang was so angry that she couldn't eat for several days and nights and fell ill.

Now Liulang had taken away the position of new Zhuangyuan which was supposed to belong to An Junwang. If her memories were awakened by the Zhuang Family at this period, Liulang would be miserable.

Old Chief puffed out his chest and said, "What elderly lady? Who are you? I think you got the wrong person! Go, go, go! If you still don’t go, I will report you to the authorities!"

"A dog slave like you also dare to block my Lord’s way?! Get out of the way!" The guard next to Grand Preceptor Zhuang stepped forward and pushed Old Chief away relentlessly.

Old Chief stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, a hand reached out to hold him in time.

He turned his head and thought it was over. The demon empress had come out.

The elderly woman didn't look at the guard, instead her cold eyes fell on Grand Preceptor Zhuang's face.

She was dressed in plain cotton clothing, and there were no superfluous ornaments on her head. However, an undeniable noble aura seemed to seep out of her bones. Even Old Chief, who was held by her, couldn't help shivering.

Having spent a long time with her, this was the most frightening he had seen her. It was even more terrifying than when she came at him with a knife to rob him of his money.

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