The Humble Family’s Daughter Has A Spatial Pocket! - Chapter 786

Chapter 786: Chapter 672, Chickens Fly and Dogs Jump_1 Chapter 786: Chapter 672, Chickens Fly and Dogs Jump_1 In the room of Old Master Zhou, Madam Zhou and Second Madam Zhou anxiously grabbed Zhou Jingwan and Zhou Jingyun for inspection, confirming that neither of them was harmed before everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“You two girls really don’t give us peace of mind, why didn’t you notify the adults before going out?”

Seeing the angry family members, Zhou Jingwan and Zhou Jingyun quickly lowered their heads and admitted their mistakes.

Old Master Zhou didn’t want to dwell on these matters at this time, having heard that it was Yan Wentao who had sent the two granddaughters home, he quickly inquired, “How did you encounter Wentao?”

Zhou Jingyun glanced at Zhou Jingwan and quietly told the family about what happened at the Yunhe Building.

Upon hearing that Zhou Jingwan fell from the second floor, Madam Zhou’s heart shuddered, and everyone else was also filled with fear.

Old Master Zhou, after hearing Peng Mingchi’s reaction, showed a deep look of disappointment on his face. Having seen so many people in his life, he never expected to have misjudged in choosing a suitor for his granddaughter!

Madam Zhou also regretted so deeply at this moment that she felt sick inside; she had not expected that the husband she chose for her daughter would be so indifferent and lack responsibility.

Second Madam Zhou looked apologetically at Old Master Zhou and Madam Zhou, “It is all my fault, I received Peng Mingchi’s good looks and talent, which led me to propose this match, never expecting him to be such a person.”

Old Master Zhou shook his head, “Second sister-in-law, don’t say that, we also agreed to this marriage.”

The Zhou family members were all terribly upset, but Zhou Jingwan, who was directly involved, had no reaction. She merely squatted beside Old Master Zhou’s lounge chair and told him about Peng Mingchi and Zuo Meng.

“Grandfather, Zuo Meng’s father is a sub-minister in the Court of Justice. Everyone at the Yunhe Building saw her mouth-to-mouth with Peng Mingchi. The Peng family will definitely have to explain to the Zuo family.”

Old Master Zhou looked at his granddaughter with tenderness, his eyes full of self-reproach. If he had not valued the status of the Peng family’s Minister of Works so much initially, his granddaughter would not have suffered the insult she did today.

Once people are gone, their warmth fades; he had overestimated his importance in the hearts of his students.

“Rest assured, grandfather will not make the same mistake a second time.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Jingwan immediately smiled and soothingly patted Old Master Zhou’s hand, “Grandfather, don’t worry too much. Third brother will definitely help us.”

Old Master Zhou’s eyes brightened, and he looked eagerly at Old Master Zhou and Zhou Chengye, asking excitedly, “Did Wentao say anything?”

He knew his second son’s nature. Because the responsibility of the Zhou family rested on his shoulders, he had never meddled in issues that could endanger the family since taking office. How could he possibly be involved with the Eight Princes Party?

The list extracted from the interrogation was definitely problematic!

Unfortunately, even though he was aware of this, he could not find someone to help his second son.

Thinking of the past two months, how humiliated he felt when he had been rejected while seeking help, Old Master Zhou felt like he had lived this life in vain.

If Jinling Guard’s Wentao was willing to help, his second son could certainly clear his name.

Looking at his hopeful elderly father, Old Master Zhou, reluctant to disappoint him yet unwilling to give him false hope, struggled to say, “Father, Wentao did not say anything when he left.” As he said this, he glared at Zhou Jingwan.

“Don’t talk nonsense.”

Seeing the light in Old Master Zhou’s eyes slowly fade, Zhou Jingwan stubbornly retorted, “Dad, you don’t understand third brother, he’s just like that, he never likes to announce what he’s going to do; he just quietly gets things done behind the scenes.”

As she spoke, she looked toward Old Master Zhou.

“Grandfather, believe me, third brother gave me a look before he left. Although he didn’t say anything, his eyes told me, he wanted me to be at ease.”

Old Master Zhou, looking at his vehement granddaughter, slowly reignited his hope and a slight smile appeared on his lips, “Grandfather believes Jingwan.”

Zhou Jingwan immediately beamed with a smile.

…

In the gentle warmth of March, grass grew and orioles flew.

In the area of Tangyu Mountain, the season of blooming flowers had arrived once again. The nobles who owned manors there began to host flower-viewing banquets, inviting friends and colleagues to come and enjoy the blossoms.

At the end of March, a few leisurely carriages entered the Capital Boundary.

Gazing at the distant city walls that loomed through the haze, Gu Jian’s face was a mask of complex emotions. When he and his sister had fled the Capital, they had resolved never to return. Yet, decades later, he found himself back in this nightmarish place that had ruined both his and his sister’s lives.

Thinking of the Empress Dowager Jiang who had taken his sister’s place, basking in the worship of tens of thousands, and then of his sister, buried alone in the Gu Family ancestral tomb, Gu Jian’s heart ached terribly.

Daohua, sensing a shift in her master’s mood, wisely chose not to ask any questions, instead silently offering a cup of tea.

Gu Jian accepted the tea, hiding the myriad of emotions in his eyes.

His sister had given birth to Xiaowu and Xiaojiu. It was unjust for this to remain unknown. Now that he had returned, he was determined to secure the honor rightfully owed to his sister.

The carriage did not head towards the city gate but made straight for Tangyu Mountain.

There were many estates in the vicinity of Tangyu Mountain, and the Four Seasons Manor, situated on a hill within the most scenic, inner area of Tangyu Mountain, was one of them. To reach their destination, Daohua and her companions had to pass by numerous other estates.

On the day Daohua and the others were traveling, it happened to be the day the aged Prince Yong and Princess Huijia were holding their flower-viewing banquet, and, as fate would have it, their estates were next to each other.

While the men that Prince Yong had invited congregated at his place, Princess Huijia entertained the ladies from various families at hers. Originally, the two gatherings were unrelated, but Wu Jingyi’s daughter, Wu Xirong, found flower-viewing dull. Recalling that her brother had brought over three formidable hunting dogs of the Jinling Guard, she teamed up with Kang Naixin, Princess Huijia’s daughter, to bring the three hounds over to where the ladies were.

At first, the women were somewhat fearful of the trio of hunting dogs. However, they soon realized the dogs were quite tame and would wag their tails for food, which emboldened them.

All sorts of meats were thrown out, and the three leisurely dogs partook, until, out of nowhere, someone tossed a turtle into the mix. Dog Xiaoyi, discovering this new snack, leaped and snatched it in his mouth.

“Ah~”
Just then, a sharp scream erupted from within the crowd.

“Oh no, that dog has grabbed the Princess’s spirit turtle!”

After learning what happened, Wu Xirong and Kang Naixin were both frightened. The spirit turtle was Princess Huijia’s favorite pet; if it were eaten, they both would be in serious trouble.

“What are you standing around for? Save the spirit turtle now!”

Kang Naixin hastily called over the maids and old women, who immediately rushed toward Dog Xiaoyi.

But Dog Xiaoyi would not let his catch be taken so easily. Sensing someone was about to grab him, he bolted with the turtle still in his jaws.

Dog Xiaoliu and Dog Xiaoqi, seeing him run, quickly followed suit.

In no time at all, Princess Huijia’s estate descended into utter chaos.

The three hunting dogs had been tested on the battlefield; it wasn’t an exaggeration to say they could break through legions of soldiers. The maids and old women stood no chance against them, not even the bodyguards called by Princess Huijia were able to catch them.

The commotion was too great to ignore and soon caught the attention of Prince Yong and his guests.

Just as Prince Yong was about to send someone over to investigate, Wu Xirong’s maid came to seek help from Wu Dingbo.

Upon hearing that the three hunting dogs were causing havoc at Princess Huijia’s estate, Wu Dingbo was shocked and rushed over in a hurry.

Prince Yong and the others, upon hearing this, followed suit, curious to see what the trouble was.

The group had barely left the manor gate when they saw numerous bodyguards pouring out of the neighboring estate, sporting injuries and continually falling back. Then, the three formidable, majestic hunting dogs burst forth.

Outside the gate, many horses and carriages were parked, and Dog Xiaoyi, turtle still in mouth, charged in among them. In the ensuing pandemonium, horses spooked and strained against their restraints, scattering in all directions.

Within a matter of minutes, the area surrounding both estates had turned into a complete melee.