Chapter 48: Problem Child

  At the gate of Wei's mansion, two large stone lions stood guard, gazing up at passersby. Just seeing these statues was enough to imagine the glory of the master of this house. The two golden lacquered signboards with "Wei's Mansion" written on them also seemed brighter than those of other families.

  I just learned from Lü's style, bowing my head and not daring to look around, following the leading woman in a proper and dignified manner. I must adhere to the principle of being low-key when crossing over.

  The maidservants led us to the house of Madame Wei, and all along the way, we saw the sweepers and slaves bowing and asking for peace, so solemn and dignified, that I couldn't help but secretly sigh at this solemn dignity, and my tongue was tied in admiration.

  When we arrived at Wei's wife's room, she was already dressed up and waiting for us, it can be seen that she attaches great importance to me.

  Madam Lyu and I both bowed to her. She smiled warmly and told us to get up, saying: "You've finally arrived, I was just waiting for you to have breakfast."

  Although she spoke softly, there was a certain solemnity that made people dare not pry further. Lü Shi and I had already used it before coming, so when she said this, we could only nod in agreement.

  Several people went to the outer room together and waited. They sat down for just a short while before the meal was served. The maidservants entered in an orderly manner, quietly put down the dishes, and carefully retreated. It was indeed a well-organized affair!

  I couldn't help but admire that the Wei family was indeed a good imperial relative, and it was different from ordinary people. Madam Wei smiled and asked us to have dinner, she picked up her chopsticks first, and then we dared to start eating.

  Before leaving the Song Mansion, I had already eaten very little. On this hurried journey, I was extremely hungry. Seeing these beautiful and delicate pastries, I started eating them. Although I ate daintily, I didn't eat a small amount.

  Just as I was savoring the third piece of osmanthus cake, a woman rushed in and knelt down in front of Madame Wei, saying: "Madame, the young master is throwing another tantrum."

  Madam Wei's slender fingers holding chopsticks paused for a moment, her eyebrows furrowed in concern: "What's going on this time?"

  "This time the young master refused to get up, I've urged him countless times that it's time for his lesson, but he just ignored me!" The woman trembled on her knees, clearly extremely fearful and worried.

  "Useless thing." Mrs. Wei slapped the table and said, "How come it's getting more and more troublesome every day?"