High-class maid

Chapter 281 You're Going the Wrong Way

Wang was afraid that her husband's daughter would find her troublesome, so she carefully held up one finger and said.

“It’s okay to open a big shop, Xing’er and I will support you.” Shen Kun patted her head affectionately, unwilling to see his wife so humble.

"Forget it, let's buy a small shop to practice first. The most important thing is to buy a big courtyard so we can make pickled vegetables later," Wang said.

“Alright, let’s go to the brokerage tomorrow. I’m leaving the day after tomorrow, so I’ll leave the shop purchase to you two.” Shen Kun made the decision.

"Father, Mother, there's something else I need to tell you."

Seeing her parents get up to go back to their room, Shen Xing'er said reproachfully.

"Look at me, I've forgotten about our little Xing'er. What do you want to say? Your parents are listening."

Wang pulled Shen Kun, who had walked to the door, to sit down. The two of them stared at Shen Xing'er like children who had done something wrong.

Shen Xing'er chuckled and pretended to be angry.

"Hmph, you've already forgotten about me after you've resolved your own issues. I'm not going to say anything more."

"You silly child, hurry up and tell me, your father has other things to do." Shen Kun looked up at the sky, then remembered the old man's situation at the Marquis's mansion and said anxiously.

"Ok."

Shen Xing'er stuck out her tongue, stopped being mischievous, and sat down obediently, saying...

"Shantao told me that the old lady is critically ill and has probably been poisoned. Should we go to the Minister's residence to see her?"

"What? When did this happen? Why isn't there any word of it in the capital?" Shen Kun asked.

Before Shen Xing'er could answer, Madam Wang asked indignantly:

"The old lady has always been kind to everyone, and she treats her servants exceptionally well. There are few in the capital who can compare to such a good mistress. Who would be so heartless as to poison her?"

"Shan Tao didn't tell me such details, after all, this matter is not honorable. However, since she was able to leave the manor, it proves that the person who poisoned her has been caught. I think the person who poisoned her must be from the Minister's manor, otherwise how come there was no news at all?"

Shen Xing'er analyzed.

“Xing’er’s analysis is correct. We should go to the Minister’s residence to pay our respects, but we can’t openly say that we’re going to see the old lady, otherwise wouldn’t that be like selling Shan Tao?” Shen Kun said.

“Indeed, it’s been quite a while since I last paid my respects at the mansion. But what should I bring? I can’t bring pickled vegetables every time, can I?” Madam Wang said, looking worried.

Although her Wang's Pickled Vegetables have gained some fame in Beijing, she can't send pickled vegetables every time, can she?

"How about I get a peace charm for the old lady? It'll help her relax; Shan Tao has been a bit unhappy these past few days," Shen Xing'er suggested.

Ever since leaving Wu Xun's house the day before yesterday, Shan Tao has been depressed. Although she tried her best to control herself, Shen Xing'er could still keenly sense her thoughts. Shan Tao will be returning to the manor tomorrow night, and it is unknown when they will meet again. Shen Xing'er wanted to take her out to cheer her up.

“Alright, we’ll make time to visit the Minister’s residence when we have time. Whether we can meet the masters depends on fate. We’ll deliver the peace charms to put our minds at ease, and it won’t be in vain that you and the old lady served each other.”

Wang was a soft-hearted person. If it weren't nighttime, she would have gone to Lingshan Temple right now to ask for a peace charm for the old lady.

"My lady, don't worry. The old lady is a lucky person and will be fine. You two go to sleep. I'll go to the Marquis's residence to check on her."

Shen Kun was thinking about Master Hou, and was about to leave after he finished speaking.

“Father, I’ll go with you.” Shen Xing’er also stood up. She wanted to see what the legendary spendthrift Bai Mo looked like.

"What are you doing getting involved in this, a young lady like you? Shan Tao is still waiting for you inside. Go to sleep and get some rest so you can go to the temple tomorrow," Shen Kun scolded.

This daughter is becoming increasingly unruly; if I don't scold her from time to time, she would probably have turned the world upside down long ago.

Shen Xing'er forgot that there was still a mountain peach in the room, so she had no choice but to reluctantly go back inside to keep her company.

Shen Kun drove his carriage to the outside of the Marquis's residence, only to find it brightly lit inside, with some townspeople pointing at the residence and talking in hushed tones.

He quietly approached the crowd, wanting to hear what they were saying.

"Why are the people from the Dali Temple here? And why was Lord Hou's adopted son taken away?"

“I know, I know. I heard that he was the one who gave Master Hou a slow-acting poison. Who knew that Master Hou hadn’t died after taking the poison for three years? He couldn’t wait and wanted to increase the dosage, but his friend, the registrar of the Dali Temple, who came to visit Master Hou, saw him and took him away.” said the servant of the Hou family disguised as a passerby.

"Really? Bai Mo is known for his filial piety in the capital. Even his own son can't do as much as he does."

“They’ve taken everyone away, how could it be fake? You know Nanshan Hall, the number one in the capital, right? The manager and accountant there are Bai Mo’s biological parents. He actually has parents, but for this immense wealth, he’d rather spread rumors that his parents are dead!” said the servant of the Marquis’s mansion, disguised as a passerby.

"What? This person is too ruthless. He would even spread rumors about his own parents for money."

"Yes, Master Hou entrusted the Nanshan Hall in the capital to him, but he has been losing money every year. Now that I think about it, the money has probably been transferred away by him long ago," said C, a servant of the Hou family disguised as a passerby.

"This is really despicable. It's true that people's hearts are unpredictable."

"By the way, how did you find out?" a passerby asked the most talkative person on the roadside.

The servant's eyes darted around, and then he said...

“My mother-in-law’s sister’s daughter’s son-in-law works as a servant in the Marquis’s mansion. Some time ago, I heard him say that the Marquis’s days were numbered. At that time, the servants in the mansion suspected that he had been poisoned. Who knew that it really was true.”

"So that's how it is. You just can't raise other people's children properly. You can never get them to be tame."

"That's right, there's one right in our alley."

The crowd was abuzz with discussion, with everyone having their own opinions.

As expected, this matter will be widely known tomorrow.

Shen Kun breathed a sigh of relief. Since the stubborn old man was alright, there was no point in him staying here. He turned around to drive the carriage home, but was stopped by the steward.

"Young master, my master anticipated your return and specifically instructed me to wait for you here."

The housekeeper was all smiles, his eyes practically closed, showing no sign of the grief he felt for his father's murder.

"I... I'm just passing by. I have urgent business at home. Please let me through, steward." Shen Kun felt embarrassed at being exposed. He didn't bother to watch where he was going and tried to flee in his carriage.

Just kidding, if that stubborn old man found out I cared about him, where would I put my pride?

"Young Master, Young Master," the butler's voice was still calling from behind.

"Don't call me young master! I'm so old!" Shen Kun roared without turning his head.

"You've come to the wrong place!"