Meng Xiang was somewhat interested: "Tell me, how can I not do this?"
The big steward said seriously: "Gu Fenglin is going against you, and I don't like him very much. If there is an opportunity, it would be a good thing to make him lose face and suffer a big loss.
But if the prime minister takes action himself, it will be neither good for the country nor for you. The people of Qi will be happy to death, and the young master will be sad and angry. Wouldn't you lose money?"
Meng Xiang smiled and said: "I can't tell that our chief manager still has some foresight."
The big steward said proudly: "I have been with you for so many years and have never eaten pork. I have also seen pigs running around. I know what is serious and what is not."
Meng Xiang became really happy: "Please take care of this house for me, keep it tight inside and loose outside, don't let anyone know."
The chief steward responded seriously, and the two talked secretly for a long time before they dispersed.
Mr. Meng went to the backyard. Nanny Yang was writing to Mrs. Meng. When she saw him coming, she got up and stepped aside with her usual expression: "Master, are you ready to have dinner?"
"I happen to be hungry, go and make arrangements."
Seeing her retreat, Meng Xiang turned around and took Mrs. Meng's hand, saying softly: "You asked me to check on Mu An and Mu Ying earlier. Do you still want to know now?"
Mrs. Meng nodded: "I thought so."
Prime Minister Meng said casually: "It was Lu Jinni who made his own decision..."
Mrs. Meng was furious: "How dare he act so boldly? Could it be that the Prime Minister just spared him so lightly?"
Meng Xiang sighed deliberately: "After all, he has been with me for so many years, but he was doing it for my own good. He was confused for a moment, and now that he is dead, what else can he do?
The orphans and widowers in his family are also pitiful. I will ask his wife and daughter to come into the house. You can comfort them, give them some silver, and send them back to their hometown."
Old Madam Meng was angry and reluctantly agreed: "Has the misunderstanding with the Priest Palace been resolved?"
Meng Xiang sneered: "How can I untie it? I took the initiative to come to the door, but he didn't see me. I never knew he was such an arrogant and rude person!
I think you don’t have to worry too much, haven’t those two children left Beijing now? This matter can be brought to an end.”
Mrs. Meng was confused: "What should Xiaosi do?"
Meng Xiang said in a deep voice: "I have my own opinion on his affairs. He will be out in two days. You can rest in peace and recuperate."
Mrs. Meng said: "I always have bad dreams, please stop fighting with the Priest Palace."
Meng Xiang sighed: "They all advised me to endure it if I can, otherwise both sides will suffer losses, and the people of Qi will be happiest..."
The couple's voices became quieter and quieter, and gradually became inaudible.
Aunt Yang stood quietly at the door and listened. She didn't leave silently until she couldn't hear anything anymore.
After going to the kitchen to arrange dinner, she did not go back to the backyard. Instead, she went to the garden and told the gardener: "The old lady would like some gardenias to put in the vase. You can pick up the good ones."
The gardener responded and led her inside: "What do you think of these branches?"
"That's right, that's it." Nanny Yang lowered her voice: "Meng is about to be released from prison, and Prime Minister Meng is willing to be patient, probably because Meng Jiu fell into the hands of Gu Fenglin."
Only for this reason did Meng Xiang have to swallow his anger.
Then, what they have to do is to prevent Mengxiang from having any way out.
The gardener calmly handed over the gardenias and said, "If you need any flowers, just ask the little girls to come and tell them. Why do you have to make this trip?"