nycdaug Chapter 112 Why did Jiang Feng come here?
Chapter 112 Why did Jiang Feng come here?
Xia's father's lips twitched. He had hoped that the arrival of the distinguished guest would cause the crowd to disperse, but he hadn't expected that... the other party would refuse to come inside and insist on staying here. Now, even more and more people were coming to watch.
After a while...
Wei Zhishu arrived in a hurry, his face grim.
When Jiang Feng saw Wei Zhishu, he gave a perfunctory fist salute and said, "Young Master Wei, what a grand display of power."
“Guard Jiang is always joking, hehe…” Wei Zhishu said with a smile.
Wei Zhishu couldn't help but steal a glance at Xia Mo, feeling ashamed in front of her. He felt a surge of anger, but dared not lash out at Jiang Feng directly.
Xia Mo noticed that there were fake flies hovering overhead. Ma Yiyi was at home, and a small window was open in the upper left corner of the main screen in front of her, broadcasting the situation here in real time.
Faced with that live-streaming system, Xia Mo decided to give a perfunctory performance.
When Wei Zhishu peeked at Xia Mo, Xia Mo returned the glance.
That's enough. That mechanical, intelligent system, which doesn't truly think like a human, will assume that her one glance was an expression of affection for Wei Zhishu.
Unfortunately, Jiang Feng also caught the glance Xia Mo gave Wei Zhishu.
Jiang Feng was speechless for a moment: "..."
Just like the live streaming system, he wondered if Xia Mo had other feelings for Wei Zhishu.
"Young Master Wei, may I ask what has happened here?" Jiang Feng ignored Ma Ping and stared directly at Wei Zhishu.
Ma Ping's eyes darted around. Could it be that Wei Zhishu, who came from the capital, wasn't that important? Was he just more famous because he came from the capital?
Wei Zhishu clenched his fists at his sides, desperately suppressing the humiliation welling up inside him, and asked Ma Ping with a cold face.
Wei Zhishu asked, "Tell me, what happened?"
Wei Zhishu knew what Ma Ping was up to, but he had to pretend not to know in front of Jiang Feng.
Ma Ping then repeated to Wei Zhishu what he had said to Xia's father.
Wei Zhishu lowered his head in embarrassment, but then, realizing his identity, he forced himself to raise his head again.
Ma Ping finished speaking, and he explained it very clearly.
Jiang Feng looked at Wei Zhishu, waiting for Wei Zhishu to explain.
Wei Zhishu desperately wanted everyone to assume that he had a relationship with Xia Mo, but right now... with Jiang Feng around, he couldn't do that.
"Miss Ma and I are already engaged, and we will get married when we return to the capital," Wei Zhishu said vaguely, hoping that Jiang Feng would let him off this time because he was a member of the Wei family.
"What about the little wooden house he mentioned, and what's the story between you and Miss Xia?" Jiang Feng wouldn't let it go.
Wei Zhishu gritted her teeth, glanced at Xia Mo with resentment, and clutched her chest, which was beginning to ache from scheming against Xia Mo.
Wei Zhishu said, "Uncle Ma must have misheard. It was Miss Ma and I who had a secret rendezvous in the cabin. But we are already engaged and have set a wedding date. There's nothing wrong with a secret rendezvous, is there?"
When Ma Ping heard Wei Zhishu's explanation, he was completely dumbfounded, his mouth agape in astonishment.
They locked Xia Mo in the cabin back then, how did it turn into Ma Yiyi and Wei Zhishu?!
Ma Ping's forehead practically screamed "completely bewildered."
"Oh……"
The onlookers, however, felt that they had understood and realized something.
"Ma Ping, are you perhaps worried that your daughter won't be able to win Master Wei's favor after marrying him, so you're trying to trick the Xia family into handing Xia Mo over to your daughter to curry favor?"
Some people from Anjia Village boldly voiced their previous speculations.
Ma Ping did indeed have such thoughts, and when he was exposed, his face darkened.
"Ma Ping, this isn't over yet, you've slandered my daughter!" Xia's father's fists were itching again, but he didn't make a move because Jiang Feng was there.
Jiang Feng looked at Wei Zhishu and asked sincerely, "Third Young Master Wei, have you forgotten that you will be named the heir apparent after your marriage?"
Jiang Feng couldn't help but steal a glance at Xia Mo.
Could it be that Xia Mo developed feelings for Wei Zhishu because he would be made the heir apparent after getting married?
"Yes," Jiang Feng gritted his teeth and replied irritably.
Ma Ping's eyes lit up.
The Crown Prince is a very powerful and noble person!
Jiang Feng said, "I'll repeat it again: our master said he doesn't want you to tarnish the reputation of the Wei family. I hope you'll remember that."
“…Hmm,” Wei Zhishu said with a hint of sarcasm. Huangfu Qian, the seventh prince, actually valued the Wei family’s reputation more than he, a member of the Wei family.
Similarly, Wei Zhishu was also curious as to why Jiang Feng had come here.
After Jiang Feng finished dealing with the trivial matters, he felt that the important things were to come up next.
“Let’s go inside and talk business,” Jiang Feng said, bowing to Xia’s father once again.
The master highly valued Xia Sange Xia Shengqiu's abilities, and Jiang Feng naturally valued them as well.
"Yes, yes, yes, let's go inside and talk," Xia's father immediately composed himself and politely ushered Jiang Feng inside.
The crowd dispersed when they realized there was no more drama to watch.
Before the crowd dispersed, Gao Li said one more thing: "They're leaving now, but after you're gone, think about your own daughters and sisters. Can you really spread rumors about what happened today?"
The crowd dispersed, but Wei Zhishu didn't leave, nor did Ma Ping, Ma Da, Ma Er, and Ma San.
The Ma family members stood uneasily in front of Wei Zhishu, their heads bowed.
The Xia family's gate was closed, shutting Wei Zhishu's view out of the gate, but he remained standing in the same spot.
"Go and find out what Guard Jiang is doing at the Xia family's place," Wei Zhishu ordered Ma Ping and the others.
He always felt that Huangfu Qian was hiding something from him. His intuition told him that it was something closely related to him and very important to him.
* * *
Inside the Xia Family Hall—
Xia Mo stood beside her father, while her mother, eldest brother, second brother, and third brother also stayed in the main room.
Jiang Feng looked at Xia Sange and asked, "Your name is Xia Shengqiu?"
Mr. Xia's heart tightened with anxiety. This person had come looking for his third son! Had his third son done something foolish? Had he offended someone while doing something stupid?
“Yes,” Xia Sange nodded.
"How many kilograms can you lift right now?" Jiang Feng asked curiously.
Xia Sange thought for a moment and replied, "It's probably around 400 jin. My strength has stopped increasing."
Xia's father, mother, eldest brother, and second brother were slightly surprised when they heard the number announced by Xia's third brother.
Wasn't the limit before that you could only lift 200 pounds at most?
"Hehe, not bad, you're quite talented!"
After his initial surprise, Jiang Feng gave Xia Sange a thumbs up.
“This is my token,” Jiang Feng said, taking out a small bronze token that represented his identity. “I am one of King Jiang’s trusted confidants. My name is Jiang Feng.”
When Xia's father and the others heard about Jiang Feng's identity, they were also greatly shocked and their eyes widened.
Although they were far from the frontier, Jiang Wang's reputation was so great that they had heard of him when they were working in the county town.
Jiang Feng was very satisfied with the reaction of Xia's father and the others. He smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I'm here to recruit talents for my master. Your third son, Xia Shengqiu, is exactly the kind of talent that King Jiang needs. I wonder if Master Xia would be willing to let your third son join our master's ranks?"
The Xia family was flattered and overwhelmed. The excited Xia father and mother nodded without hesitation. Their third son was about to make something of himself!