High-class maid

Chapter 217 The Eldest Young Master's Wedding

"I see. Is there anything I can help you with? Where do you live? I might be able to look after you in the future," Song Wenyang asked.

"It's still in the same alley, but after we moved, someone else rented it out quickly, so we had no choice but to move to another place." Wu Xunzhi rented the old lady's house.

When Shen Xing'er's family hosted a banquet for the neighbors, only the scholar's family and that old lady did not attend. Now that she is old, her children are worried about her living alone, so they simply found a middleman to rent it out.

"I see, then we're neighbors." Song Wenyang said with a smile.

"Brother Song, aren't you moving? After all, you're now the top scholar in the imperial examinations, so there must be many people who want to get to know you," Wu Xunzhi asked.

He had heard that Song Wenyang did not live in the Song Mansion, but he thought he would move into the Song Mansion. Who knew that he would be willing to live in the alley.

"I'm used to living here, I just don't want to move," Song Wenyang said with a wry smile.

Seeing his appearance, Wu Xunzhi assumed he was suffering from unspeakable pain, so he wisely refrained from asking further questions.

Actually, he insisted on staying on Shangqiao Street for a little secret: he wanted to see the girl with dimples. He wondered if she had grown taller, lost weight, or gotten engaged.

But Wu Xunzhi dared not tell anyone. This was just a little secret in his heart. Now he had nothing. After paying the rent, he only had a few copper coins left. How could he possibly get close to the girl?

"Brother Song, is there something you wish to say to me?" Wu Xunzhi asked.

“Indeed, may I speak with you in private?” Song Wenyang said.

Wu Xunzhi nodded and led Song Wenyang into the house.

"We're moving right now, and there's a lot of dust in the house, so please bear with it, Brother Song," Wu Xunzhi said, opening the window and smiling apologetically.

"It's alright. I'm here to inform you that the matter of cheating in the imperial examination is already under investigation. In order to avoid attracting the attention of bad people, you must not be happy beforehand. Just pretend that you really failed the exam, otherwise it will arouse suspicion from others," Song Wenyang said in a deep voice.

"I'm really troubling you, Brother Song. You're incredibly busy these days, yet you still find time to meddle in my mess." Wu Xunzhi was extremely excited. Was the truth finally about to come out?

Song Wenyang patted his shoulder and comforted him, "You don't need to feel burdened. Even for the sake of Great Qin, I will help you to the end. Alright, you continue with your work. I still need to go back to my residence."

Because he became the top scholar in the imperial examination, the gatekeeper received countless visiting cards every day. Although he disliked social drinking parties, he still had to see one of the many visiting cards every day for the sake of his future career.

"Brother Song, please go quickly." Upon hearing this, Wu Xunzhi hurriedly stepped aside to make way for him and considerately opened the curtain for him.

After leaving the house, Song Wenyang hurriedly rode his horse back to the Song residence.

"Son, what brings this young master Song here? You didn't ask him to help you with the case, did you?" Wu Xunzhi's mother asked after Song Wenyang left.

"No, I just asked Young Master Song to help me find a job. Now that I've paid the rent, I'm out of money. Your medicine will only last for three days, so I need to hurry up and earn some money."

Wu Xunzhi dared not let his mother know that he had asked Song Wenyang for help. Women are timid, and it's better to keep some things from them.

"I won't eat it. My illness has long been cured. Eating those things is just a waste of money." She waved her hands repeatedly. Everything in the capital is expensive. One dose of medicine is enough for three days' worth of food for her and her son. How could she bear to eat it?

"Don't worry about this, let's go." Wu Xunzhi changed the subject and pushed his mother onto the donkey cart.

Shen Xing'er's family spent several days cleaning the shop; to be precise, it was more like a demolition team.

“It’s such a waste to throw away this timber. Husband, go and call a donkey cart, let’s take it home and use it as firewood.”

Wang looked at the shelves and tables scattered all over the floor, and even the windows, which Shen Xing'er had taken down.

Shen Kun also felt it was a waste to throw it away. Although he would have to sort it out himself after bringing it home, it could be used as firewood for half a month! So he went to the city to call a donkey cart.

"Xing'er, you've torn all of these down. How much money will it cost to repair them? And why do you have to take down this window too?"

Wang asked, somewhat reluctantly.

"Mother, your daughter wants to go for a high-end look, so the interior design can't be generic. I'll go home today and design some blueprints to make sure it's one of a kind in the capital!"

Shen Xing'er spoke in a bunch of words that Wang Shi couldn't understand. Looking at her daughter's confident appearance, Wang Shi couldn't bear to refuse her. Fine, let her daughter do whatever she wants. If she loses money, she can just rent out the shop and collect rent in the future.

The next day, Shen Xing'er's family came to the shop to do the final cleaning. At this time, people on the street were heading towards the city.

"What are they doing now? Why is everyone running east?" Wang asked, clinging to the doorframe, puzzled.

"What day of the second month is it today?" Shen Xing'er asked, as if something had occurred to her.

"Today is February 16th. Yesterday, on the 15th, I even burned incense for the God of Wealth, hoping he would bless our shop and make a fortune!" said Madam Wang.

"Oh right, February 16th, today is the young master's wedding day!" Madam Wang belatedly realized, exchanging a glance with Shen Xing'er.

The mother and daughter tacitly put down their tools and walked side by side with the crowd toward the center of the city. Although they no longer worked at the Ministry of Rites, they still couldn't help but stop whenever they heard news about the Ministry of Rites, and they couldn't help but defend their former master when they heard someone slandering him.

Now that the young master of the Minister's mansion is getting married, how can I bear not to watch?

Seeing that the mother and daughter had abandoned him and left without even turning their heads, Shen Kun wanted to follow them to the street, but when he saw the door that his daughter had just taken down that day, and looked at the drafty windows on all sides, he resigned himself to becoming a security guard in the shop.

"Mother, isn't that the young master? Is he returning from the wedding?"

Shen Xing'er pointed to the groom sitting on the horse. He was dressed in red, wearing a red hat, and had a big smile on his face. The servant behind him was also dressed in new clothes, and two nannies were scattering candy, which attracted many children to rush forward and grab it.

"Yes, it's the eldest young master. It seems he's returning to the manor. Isn't that the bride's sedan chair behind him?" Wang Shi said.

Shen Xing'er looked back and saw eight people carrying an exquisite sedan chair. Even the tassels on the sedan chair were made of gold. Two maids and two nannies followed beside it. The four of them looked straight ahead without looking around. Their aura was even more impressive than that of an official's daughter.

"Why isn't this the direction of the Minister's residence? Where are we going?" Shen Xing'er asked Wang Shi without blinking or turning her head, like a curious child.

"Silly child, of course we should go around the city! This is called going east and going west. If we go straight back to the Minister's mansion, the bride's dowry will arrive at her husband's house before she even leaves her home."

Wang, who knew a lot, explained to Shen Xing'er in a low voice.