bookcurios Chapter 132 Banquet Counterattack
Chapter 132 Banquet Counterattack
Everyone's gazes swept over her with complicated expressions, but Feng Jia held her head high with no intention of lowering it at all, her eyes were clear and innocent, and she was open and frank.
Xie Qian scolded the third son coldly: "And then!"
"Then, I felt curious and followed him. I wanted to see Xie Lanzhao," Xie Zisheng paused and changed his words, "I wanted to see what Ninth Sister was going to do!"
"I followed her all the way, and finally saw Sister Nine enter the west wing. I immediately followed her in, but as soon as I opened the door, a white body fell on me!"
"Third Young Master, what you mean is that this maid threw herself into his arms?" Old Lady Zhao frowned and snorted.
Xie Zisheng lowered his head slightly: "Grandma, that's right!"
“Bah, who is your grandmother!” Old Lady Zhao’s face turned green, and she shouted sternly: “Even if what you said is true, this maid had bad intentions and wanted to climb into the young master’s bed, but if you didn’t have any lustful intentions, why would you roll around with her!”
Xie Zisheng immediately explained respectfully, pointing at the poem on the ground: "As soon as this slave jumped on me, I knew I had fallen into a trap! Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly felt weak all over, and began to feel dizzy, and..."
He put his fist to his chin and cleared his throat, "I was burning with desire! Only then did I realize that I had been drugged!"
"Did they get drugged?" Everyone exclaimed, "No wonder their faces are flushed, it's so strange, it turns out they got drugged!"
But someone disagreed and said sourly: "Who knows if it was really drugged, or if you two, Third Young Master, were just having fun and took some kind of tonic to get you in the mood?"
Xie Zisheng clenched his fists and was about to explain, but Xie Qian grasped the point and asked, "Then do you know when someone drugged you?"
Xie Zisheng thought for a while, then suddenly narrowed his eyes: "It's the wine! Someone drugged the wine I drank!"
Xie Zisheng's mind flashed with the image of the maidservant. He recalled, "She was a maidservant wearing light pink clothes. She had an obvious scar on her face! She was the one who poured the wine for me. She was the only one who got close to me. She could have drugged me!"
The maid in pink clothes with scars on her face...
Everyone looked at each other, and their eyes involuntarily fell on Qingshu, the maid who was standing next to Feng Jia with her head lowered.
Xie Qian glanced at Feng Jia, frowning slightly, but said nothing. However, Xie Zisheng's gaze pierced through the crowd and shot straight at Feng Jia, with endless hatred in his eyes: "The person who drugged me calculated the time when the drug would take effect, and then pretended to lure me over! Leading me into the trap she had set long ago! Framed me!"
Sitting on the ground, Mrs. Meng immediately understood what her son meant. She stood up with the help of the maids, looked at Feng Jia, and said coldly, "So, only she could have done this series of things!"
"That's right, only her!" Xie Zisheng also looked at Feng Jia at the same time, his cheeks puffed up, looking extremely angry.
"Who is it?" There were still people in the crowd who were out of touch with the situation.
"Who else could it be? According to what the Third Young Master said, it can only be the Ninth Young Lady of the Xie Mansion!"
Everyone stepped back at the same time. Feng Jia, who was the target of everyone's criticism, seemed not to care at all and smiled: "Third brother, what does this mean?"
Xie Qian barely hesitated and shouted angrily, "Lan Zhao, what a shame you have done! How dare you make your third brother look bad in public! Someone, come here!"
As he said this, he was about to press Feng Jia down.
Feng Jia was not at all surprised by Xie Qian's behavior. Although she had shown her value before and Xie Qian loved her very much and had even been arranging to send her to the princes' harem, she was just a daughter.
Compared with the legitimate son of the Xie family who could be granted a title of nobility and become a prime minister and had a bright future, it was still insignificant. After all, in his eyes, both himself and Xie Shubai were stepping stones to pave the way for his disciples. If he had to choose between the two, he would of course choose the legitimate son who was more valuable to him.
Xie Qian has always treated his children as chess pieces on the chessboard. She is a soldier who charges into battle but can be sacrificed at any time, while Xie Zisheng is the general on the chessboard.
The frost in Feng Jia's heart formed layer upon layer, and his eyes were cold. But Xie Qian, have you ever thought that one day, the soldiers you despise the most will rise up against you, eat up your generals, eat up your commanders, and replace them!
"Wait!" Feng Jia slowly walked out of the crowd, the smile on his face not diminishing at all, "Father, everyone, since Third Brother insisted that I framed him, can you allow me to say a few words?"
Xie Qian naturally didn't want Feng Jia to say anything. In today's incident, whether it was San Zi's fault or Xie Jiu's frame-up, the crime could only be the latter! So he winked behind him, and his servants rushed over to take Feng Jia down.
However, before their hands touched each other, the other party had already bowed and said, "The Third Prince and the Ninth Prince are here today. Your Highnesses, please make the decision for me!"
The servants looked at each other, not daring to take the next step. They could only look to their master for help. Xie Qian waved his hand in annoyance, motioning them to go down.
The Ninth Prince wished she would die sooner, so he kept his mouth shut. The Third Prince felt dizzy when he saw the beauty, and felt even lighter when he saw her asking for help so tenderly. He immediately said to Xie Qian, "That's right, Prime Minister Xie, how could a weak woman like Ninth Sister have such a bad heart! Besides, we can't just listen to Xie Zisheng's one-sided words, let's wait for Ninth Sister to finish speaking before making a decision!"
Since the Third Prince had said so, there was no reason for Xie Qian to disobey, so he waved his hand and said, "Lan Zhao, then you can tell me!"
Although he said this, there was warning and threat in his eyes.
Feng Jia didn't look at him, but walked forward and looked directly at Xie Zisheng: "First question, Third Brother said that my maid drugged you, but at today's banquet, my maid Qing Shu was supposed to pour wine for everyone at the men's table. If you don't believe me, you can ask mother. The duties of the people in the mansion today were all decided by mother."
Everyone's attention turned to Meng again.
Meng was so angry that she deliberately arranged Qingshu to sit at the men's table so that Xiaoshi could serve Jiu Yatou instead and put drugs in her wine and send her to the west wing. She didn't expect that her perfect plan would be used by this bitch and she took advantage of it!
"Mother, tell us, is this true?"
Mrs. Meng glanced at Xie Qian, then at her third son, and finally nodded reluctantly: "That's right."
Feng Jia raised her voice: "I, a servant, did not leave my post without permission, nor did I overstep my duty. Thirdly, I did not pour wine only for Third Brother. How come everyone drank from the same wine pot, but Third Brother was the only one who was drugged?"
As soon as these words came out, the male guests started to talk about it. It was because the maid named Qingshu had a deep scar on her face that they were so impressed. It was just as the Ninth Girl said, Qingshu was holding the same wine pot to pour wine for them, there was nothing strange or different!
Why was Xie San the only one who got caught?
Xie Zisheng snorted coldly: "Maybe that slave girl smeared the medicine on my wine glass? Or maybe she used some other method!"
Feng Jia smiled and shook her head: "Okay, even if what Third Brother said is true, then I will ask the second question."