The Divine Doctor: The Daughter Of The Frist Wife
1061.
Feng Yu Heng held the cake in his hand, and Huang Quan raised his hand to knock on Wang Chuan's room door, "This servant came to deliver the cake to the young master and young mistress." As he spoke, the river breeze happened to blow past, and the aroma covered the unpleasant smell of the disgusting steamed buns.
Who would have thought this cake would make someone envious.
As Wang Chuan said “into” from inside the room, a voice came from the side. It was an angry voice that said. "Hey! The one holding the cake, wait!" Feng Yu Heng and Huang Quan turned their heads together then saw someone coming. The female servant in a pale blue dress had an arrogant expression. It was the local magistrate's butler. Following behind the servant was a judge who had a bitter expression.
Huang Quan stepped forward and moved smoothly forward and moved smoothly to stand in front of Feng Yu Heng then glared at the servant and impolitely said. "Who are you calling?"
The waiter raised his eyebrows. "You're holding a cake, so of course it's you."
Huang Quan was someone who worked for a prince. Even if she was sent to Feng Yu Heng, she was still one of the imperial princesses. Even when Feng Jin Yuan became prime minister, he did not dare to show her any bad expression. How could he bear to receive such a gaze from the local magistrate's butler? He immediately lost his senses, "If you don't know how to speak properly like a human, just shut your mouth! Do not believe that wearing an ugly dress will make you look noble. Although the dress is not embroidered well, you are not ashamed to show it off. If you want to be a maid, act as a good maid. Remember your own identity. If you don't want to be a housemaid, work harder and have your man bring you into the family. Obviously there is no hope of taking over the main house, but you will be able to become a concubine. That way, you will not go out without a proper position and act arrogant. If you have no shame, that's fine, but don't make the person behind you lose face either."
Huang Quan covered his face and cursed until his servant was in a daze. Not only was he dazed, even the local magistrate behind him was also dazed. He was given a beginning. He had been an official for many years, and at least he still had this kind of appraising ability. His servant was arrogant as he felt he could support her, but it seemed like his opponent's servant did not have the same relationship. Thinking like this, one problem became very clear. People who are in private rooms are a big deal.
After thinking about this, he immediately stepped forward and asked Huang Quan. "May I ask this girl, where are you from?"
Huang Quan rolled his eyes at him, "The capital."
The judge trembled and stared intently at his own servant, then immediately apologized, and said. "This is a misunderstanding. It was all a misunderstanding. Please don't take it personally."
The waiter behind him also managed to react. Even though he was a little dissatisfied, he could only keep his mouth shut.
Normally, this matter should have already been resolved at this moment, but Feng Yu Heng thought quickly and asked. "You called us for no reason, is there a problem?"
The judge just wanted to say that it was nothing. However, the female servant hurriedly said. "I see the cake in your hand is quite tasty. Our mistress wants to eat it, and we want to buy some of you."
Feng Yu Heng, however, felt that this was a very good opportunity, so he quickly interrupted. "This is something that a servant like us cannot decide. Can the two of you come in and discuss this with our master!" After saying this, he did not wait for the judge to stop him.
Extending a hand, he pushed the door open and loudly said. "Young master, young mistress, there are two people outside who want to buy our cake."
Once this is said, the judge cannot retract. He could only bring his servant in. Looking at it once again, he discovered that the two people inside were still very young, and he started to ponder once again. Most likely he was the son of an official in the capital, right?
Wang Chuan and Yuan Fei saw Feng Yu Heng wink a few times at them upon entering, and the two immediately understood, when they heard Wang Chuan say. "It's just some cake. Just give it to them. What is the need to talk about buying them. But..." He looked at the judge, "Giving some cookies is not a big thing, but, after all, we need to know who we are giving them to."
Before the judge could speak, the female servant behind him hurriedly said. "This is the local magistrate in He Tian Prefecture, Mr. Lu." In his mind, the grade-six standard judge was no longer a low-level official.
In addition, He Tian Prefecture was closest to the capital, so it became slightly more important than the other provinces. With the two people before him who were very young, how could they be good masters. Most likely they were children of wealthy families.
When they see an official, they should not kneel directly.
However, he did not know that other than the two, the other four all had ties to the Emperor. A lowly local judge is nothing in their eyes.
Wang Chuan smiled and looked at Yuan Fei, "So it was the judge of He Tian Prefecture." He then discussed this topic and suddenly said. "Just before coming out, dad said that the jar of apricot wine that was buried 20 years ago would be brought out soon, and he wanted us to be back soon before the new year."
After this was said, Yuan Fei's mind immediately worked, as she looked towards the judge.
He was a hidden guard and had a series of martial skills. Although it had mostly been covered by his robe, its aura was still there. This fleeting glance caused the judge to feel his heart turn cold, and he broke out in a cold sweat. Immediately after, he heard the young man say in a heavy voice. "My father is the prime minister, Fung Qing."