Contentment with modest wealth

Chapter 308 Deep-seated Hatred
After parting ways with Yang Bonong, Shen Qingzhou headed straight for the Yan residence.

The carriage stopped in Yanfu Hutong, and someone was sent to inquire about Shen Zhui's situation.

Then the guards who had accompanied Shen Bo returned: "After leaving the mansion, the Grand Commandant went to Mr. Yi's residence and stayed there for about half an hour before coming out."

"Later, he went to the Ministry of War. When his subordinates arrived, the Grand Commandant had already gone to the palace."

Upon hearing the words "entering the palace," Shen Qingzhou frowned: "Didn't you go ask Mr. Yi what happened?"

"Mr. Yi always only followed the orders of the Grand Commandant. His subordinates also went to the Yi family under the pretense of looking for the Grand Commandant. Mr. Yi did not reveal any information."

"However, before I left, I overheard Mr. Yi's wife say that if the young mistress were to fall ill from anger, wouldn't the Grand Commandant be unable to even enjoy his three meals a day?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Qingzhou glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the tightly closed gates of the Yan residence, and said, "Go knock on the door."

……

The twelve guards came prepared and were extremely destructive. In no time, the flower hall was in a mess, and even the courtyard corridors were not spared.

While waiting for Yan Shu to return, the stewards also dispatched guards to resist, but how could the people in the mansion possibly fight against the guards of the Grand Commandant's mansion?

If more people are added, who will suffer the loss?

If a fight breaks out, the Yan family will be the ones who suffer!
So all we could do was have people guard the four sides of the courtyard and do our best to prevent them from causing any more harm elsewhere. As for the courtyard in front of us, we had no choice but to give it to them!
Madam Yan was so angry that her teeth bled. She turned her head and scolded the servants, "Go to the Shen family and invite their eldest young mistress over!"

The root of today's events lies with Lu Jia. If it weren't for her, how could the Shen family have taken this opportunity to cause trouble and act so arrogantly?
That wretched girl! We married her off to the Shen family to be their spy, but she's done nothing but create this huge mess!

Even if we run into Xie San today, what's the big deal?
Did they really intend for her to marry into that family so she could live a life of luxury as a rich young mistress?
If it weren't for the Yan family, how could a girl raised in the city marry into such a prestigious family?

Knowing that Jin was the eldest daughter-in-law of the Yan family, and that the matter concerned the Yan family, she should have made a big deal out of it and let it go. But she actually let this brat from the Shen family come and cause trouble. Did she really think that just because she was the young mistress of the Shen family, she had the right to act high and mighty?
The Yan family has been vandalized like this. If Lu Jia doesn't step in and resolve the situation, she'll be in big trouble!

"Madam, the eldest son of the Shen family has arrived."

Madam Yan was in no mood to care who had come. She blurted out angrily, telling him to get out. Then she immediately turned back, asking, "Who did you say came?"

"Young Master Shen!"

Madam Yan paused. Yan Liang, who was standing to the side, also looked over in surprise: "Why is he here too?"

For many years, the world has only heard of the eldest son of the Shen family, but rarely heard of him. He has never publicly appeared in a controversial setting. It would be one thing if Shen Zhui from the Shen family came, but it could be said that he was young and naive. As for the steady and mysterious Shen Qingzhou, why did he come too?!

"I'll go greet them."

Yan Liang immediately took a step.

"No need!" Madam Yan said in a deep voice. "Send the servants away!"

Shen Qingzhou must have come here to smooth things over. Now that things have gotten this bad, how can they be allowed to get away with it?
Furthermore, since the Shen family allows their children to be so rude, why should they treat their family members with courtesy?
Yan Liang pursed his lips, stopped, and gestured to the butler beside him to go.

When the steward arrived at the door, he saw a large sedan chair parked in front of the door, with guards holding swords on both sides.

The Yan family had seen plenty of grand displays; they had countless sedan chairs far more elaborate than this, so those were nothing to them. However, it was the imposing and upright guards that money could not control.

"Young Master Shen!" The steward bowed as he approached the sedan chair. "You've come at the perfect time. The Second Young Master was extremely rude at the Yan residence today. We implore you to come and uphold justice!"

After that sound, a soft, cold sneer came from inside the sedan chair. The guard beside the sedan chair glared at him and asked, "Who are you?"

The steward paused for a moment, then said, "I am the steward of the Yan family, and my surname is Lin..."

"Is there no one left in the Yan family?"

The man surnamed Lin originally thought that Young Master Shen had come with dignity, after all, decades ago, who would have dared to be so presumptuous in front of the Yan family?
Even though the Shen family is different from other families, after letting Shen Zhui act recklessly for so long, they should know when to stop.

Lin's face froze when the guards of the Shen family suddenly asked him that question. At that moment, the sedan curtain moved and Shen Qingzhou stepped out of the sedan.

As soon as he landed, Lin realized that the supposedly sickly and frail Young Master Shen was actually tall and slender. Although thin, his aura, which seemed to float around him, was no less imposing than that of the guards beside him.

In the past, he only felt that his eldest son had an indescribable noble air, which made him a dragon among men. But now that he saw Shen Qingzhou, he felt a little guilty.

Shen Qingzhou glanced at the lintel above his head, completely ignoring it, and went straight up the steps, heading towards the source of the commotion in the mansion.

The last time he came here was on a snowy night when he knelt down in place of Shen, who was seriously ill, begging the Yan family to release the itinerant doctor who was saving his life. He also came close to him once later, on the night he met Lu Jiaping by chance and they fled together; that was also a snowy night.

Two lifetimes have passed in the blink of an eye, but the Yan family mansion with its vermilion gates and high walls is not much different from what I remember.

"stop!"

Stepping into the courtyard, Shen Qingzhou glanced at the mess and then looked up at Madam Yan and her son, as well as the rest of the Yan family, and directly at Shen Zhui standing in the flower hall.

The huge courtyard was completely empty, with Yan family members guarding all the entrances. He had arrived at just the right time.

Upon hearing the voice, Shen Zhui shuddered inexplicably, abruptly dropping his hands from his hips. "Big...Big Brother?!..."

Madam Yan and her son looked over upon hearing the sound, and both paused. They then looked Shen Qingzhou up and down, their gazes gradually becoming complicated.

"Get over here now."

Shen Qingzhou stood with his hands behind his back under the eaves, his face as indifferent as the cold winter moon.

Shen Zhui and the group of guards exchanged glances, then hesitantly walked over. When he got close, he opened his mouth and said, "Listen to me, they bullied my sister-in-law today..."

"Shut up."

Shen Qingzhou glanced at him sideways, then turned around and walked away the same way he had come.

Madam Yan and her son were stunned by what they saw. What did he mean by this? Didn't he see that they, the hosts, were standing there?
Yan Liang stepped forward: "Young Master Shen, please wait!"

Shen Qingzhou looked down at him, who was standing in front of her, without saying a word.

This made Yan Liang, who always held himself in high esteem, feel like a clown. He stretched and said, "Second Young Master, you deserve an explanation for what you did in my humble abode today!"

"What do you want to say?"