Unlimited estates for rural beauty-Chapter 170 Xuanyuan Hidden Clan (4)

Feng Xuxu let out a cold laugh. "Why should I forgive? I don’t think I’m inferior just because I’m a farm girl. Without us farm girls, where would the fabric on your body come from? Could the grain on your table fall from the sky? Weren’t your ancestors farmers too? In the social hierarchy of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants, farmers are ranked above the merchants. It’s said even the Emperor’s ancestors came from a farming background. Are you, by any chance, looking down upon the Emperor’s origins?"

"No... not at all... I didn’t mean... I mean," Wang Lixue stuttered, her little face pale, unable to find a reason to relieve herself of the guilt. In a moment of desperate ingenuity, she slapped her maid across the face and said in a sorrowful tone, "Feifei, how dare you speak to Miss Feng like that? Don’t I always teach you to respect the farmers? Is this how you do it? Given how much I’ve valued you, is this how you repay me? You’d better seek employment elsewhere!"

Feifei’s face went pale with fright. She grabbed her lady’s skirt, pleading, "Miss, I was wrong, blinded by greed, I should not have been so eager to speak out of turn, please, save me," she cried heart-wrenchingly, kneeling on the ground, clinging to her lady’s legs.

Seeing Feng Xuxu’s eyebrows still raised in watch, Wang Lixue hardened her heart, pushed Feifei away, and said grievously, "Feifei, you should turn yourself in, so Miss Feng can calm her anger!"

"Shut up, who allowed you to slander Miss Feng like that? Now get back," Zhang Junyao had hurried over to the Yunyi Workshop after catching wind of the commotion and heard his cousin spouting nonsense as soon as he arrived.

Seeing his cousin run out with tears, Zhang Junyao felt a headache wondering how his aunt had managed to raise such a troublemaking cousin.

"Miss Feng, I apologize on behalf of my cousin. Please don’t stoop to her level; she’s been spoiled by my aunt," he said, bowing deeply to Feng Xuxu.

"Young Master Zhang, please rise. Miss cousin is just spirited; how could I take it seriously?" said Feng Xuxu with a smile and a shake of her head.

"As an apology, Young Master Zhang decreed that today’s expenses at the shop are to be covered by the Zhang Residence, and hoped for her not to refuse."

She saw the earnest look on Zhang Junyao’s face and finally nodded in agreement.

"Miss Feng, I must beg my leave. Someday soon, I will personally bring my cousin to your residence to apologize." He was exasperated, thinking to himself that he had no idea what had gotten into his cousin to provoke Feng Xuxu, and now he was left cleaning up after her.

"Young Master Zhang, there’s no need, I am not one to hold grudges. You should go back and look after them," she said with a smile, shaking her head. As long as they didn’t bother her again, all would be well; if they did provoke her, she would give them a taste of what it meant to be tormented—Xiaojin had been rather idle lately.

"I take my leave."

"Travel safely."

The tumult left master and servants no mood to continue shopping, so they left the Yunyi Workshop and strolled down the street.

"What a dampener, running into a lunatic just by stepping outside." Baihe pouted, twirling a handkerchief in her small hand, indignant.

"Miss, shall I go teach her a lesson?" Yingsu half-squinted her eyes, her hand itching for action, remembering the arrogant face of that maid and wanting to go up and give her a few, satisfying slaps.

"No, we can’t. Putting aside that she is the family of the Lady of the Zhang Residence, considering Young Master Zhang, it wouldn’t be prudent. For now, since Young Master Zhang has apologized, we don’t need to fall out with them over a distant cousin’s ramblings. If she makes another rude comment next time, you can teach her a lesson then."

"Yes, Miss," they replied reluctantly.

"Miss, since they’re the ones paying, why don’t we take them for a ride and spend a good deal? Otherwise, this annoyance will keep nagging at me," said Yingsu, rolling her eyes and grinding her teeth.

"Yingsu, are you touched in the head? They look down on us farm girls, and spending their silver is just asking to be mocked," retorted Xuxu, rolling her eyes at Yingsu’s one-track mind.