Chapter 372: Da Ning has fallen, its people are slaves of another state

"Brother-in-law, we're family, no need for many pleasantries." Jiang Yunchu hurriedly spoke.

Feng Che stood up, looked at Jiang Yunchu, and said only one sentence: "Da Ning is good, the people are good."

Da Ning has fallen, its people are slaves of another state.

Regent's Consort, as long as the Feng family can be of use, just a word from you and the Feng family will spare no expense to protect Da Ning.

These are Feng Che's words.

After speaking, he reached out his hand: "Xi Xi, come here."

Feng Xi Xi immediately ran over and grabbed her father's hand; the child was still young and didn't understand much.

"Feng Xi Xi, Father wants you to swear that when the nation is in danger you will give your all, okay?" Feng Che knelt before Feng Xi Xi, smiling at his daughter.

Feng Xi Xi blinked, then nodded firmly.

I, Feng Xi Xi, swear that when the nation is in peril, Xi Xi will spare no expense to protect Da Ning.

Kang Baihe looked at the father and son, shook her head helplessly, as if to say, "So I'm the bad one?"

Zhuang Miao looked at Feng Che and her heart finally settled.

With such a son-in-law, the eldest daughter's life won't be bad.

Jiang Yunchu shook her head with a smile: "Brother-in-law, you don't need to be like that; when the nation is in peril, even a commoner has responsibility—how could it be just the Feng family?"

"Exactly! And there's my Zhuang clan." Elder Master Zhuang spoke up immediately.

"My Zhuang clan's inn." Second Master Zhuang also hurriedly spoke.

Just……

I'm saying this just so everyone can understand them, understand these children, not to come begging!

As Jiang Yunchu's words fell, everyone in the room laughed.

A few people said a few more things, and also mentioned going to the Xie mansion tomorrow.

"We won't stay at the Xie family's place; there's an inn there, and we'll go straight to my inn to stay." Second Master Zhuang's expression sank.

"The Feng family has been busy these years; second younger sister has indeed received less care." Feng Che felt somewhat guilty, taking Kang Baihe's hand, a little nervous.

If it weren't for the Feng family's many affairs, Baihe would surely have taken care of the second younger sister, and the elders wouldn't be so worried.

"No matter, whether person or spirit, we'll go tomorrow to investigate." Jiang Yunchu's eyes narrowed.

Originally on the second day, she was going to visit the manor to see those girls, but since the second older sister has something going on, how could she possibly rest easy?

In that case, let's go together to have a look.

Early the next morning, a procession of carriages set out from the Zhuang mansion, heading straight for the Xie family.

"Who goes there? Do you have a visiting card?" The doorman stopped them, seeing the group dressed respectfully and speaking with some courtesy.

"Zhuang City, Zhuang clan people." Old Lady Zhuang gave a cold snort.

Zhuang City's Zhuang clan people were being refused at the gate for the first time, asked for a visiting card.

The doorman's eyes shifted, then he laughed loudly: "Zhuang clan folks, the manor has business; please bring a visiting card next time."

Kang Baihe and Zhuang Miao exchanged a glance; the situation was off.

How could Kang Qiuju be the Xie family's young lady, while the Zhuang clan is her natal home, yet the doorman dares to treat her so lightly?

Moreover, they are Zhuang clan people.

As one of the four great clans of Jiangnan, a tiny Xie family has swallowed a leopard's gall and dared to slight the Zhuang clan.

Something's off!

Jiang Yunchu glanced at Ning Hanmo, who immediately understood, lunged forward with his robe and kicked straight up.

Open your dog eyes wide and see clearly before you open your mouth to speak!

After all, he used to be a little playboy, and he struck that pose just right.

You…… you……

The doorman looked at that sea of people and didn't dare to lay a hand on them.

Although the front consisted of the old, weak, women, and children, they couldn't withstand the people behind; each person's face bore a murderous air, with weapons hanging at their waists.

When the Regent's Consort goes out, how dare Fang Zilun slight her? This time she didn't bring a hundred people, but also fifty; if she had brought a hundred, she might have flattened the Xie family.

What should we do?

A tiny Xie mansion, and we came—that's giving you face.

Give you half an hour to inform your master; half an hour later, if I don't see anyone, I don't mind storming the manor." Jiang Yunchu gave a cold snort.

She doesn't like to bully others with her power, but… she dislikes being bullied even more!

That doorman, crawling and scrambling, ran inside.

"Is this…… okay?" Wu Huailing suddenly asked.

She was just asking instinctively, with no other meaning, and also feared that if this continued, falling out with the Xie family would make Qiuju's days even harder.

Jiang Yunchu gave a cold smile: "The doorman heard the Zhuang clan's name and showed no respect, and even demanded a visiting card—what does that indicate?"

Feng Xiangxiang spoke: "It shows they don't fear the Zhuang clan, nor dread provoking it."

Zhuang Miao nodded: "Moreover, judging by the situation, Qiuju isn't doing well; if we don't see Qiuju this time, who knows what they'll do to her?"

Nothing matters more than her daughter.

Even if Yun chu didn't do this, she wouldn't let the Xie family off; originally her Qiuju was nicely retrieved by the Xie family, but if her Qiuju suffers any grievance, she as a mother wouldn't mind taking her back properly.

Over the past year or so, Zhuang Miao's mindset has subtly changed; what's face, compared to her own family—how much is face worth?

Kang Baihe used to worry a lot, fearing Qiuju's predicament and dreading causing trouble for the Kang clan.

Now seeing her mother rarely wear such a fierce expression, her former anxiety suddenly eased; this is also good, the sisters seem to have gained confidence and reliance.

"Oh dear!" At that moment, a voice came from behind.

"It turns out to be the Zhuang Clan Old Lady—what wind blew you here?" The Xie Clan Old Lady came over from behind, supported by two maidservants, dressed in gold and silver, as if afraid others wouldn't know the Xie clan was rich, as if she couldn't wait to bring all her belongings.

This nouveau riche appearance made several girls unable to help but have their eyes dazzled, because they understand this world too little.

"Xie family Old Lady, we aren't that close; I'm just here to see Qiuju."

"And what about Xie Feng?"

"When the Zhuang Clan people arrived, they just sent an Old Lady to put in an appearance, not even giving Xie Feng any face—what kind of thing is this?"

"Hey, Feng'er is busy; Qiuju has been sick these past two days and won't let you in, also fearing you might catch the illness. How about this: let Qiuju go back to the Zhuang Mansion in a couple days to visit the Old Lady, that would truly show Qiuju's filial piety, right?"

"What, a maternal grandmother coming to see Qiuju? She's not afraid of shortening her lifespan!"

"The Xie family Old Lady has pointed ears and monkey cheeks, a sharp-tongued, spiteful look; her words are like pointing at the mulberry while cursing the locust tree."

"Zhuang Miao laughed, is she afraid to meet people?"