In this matter, Gu Caiwei was careless, while Du Yi was careful to cover it up. Both sides thought it was just a small matter and quietly let it pass, but they didn't know that this scene had already fallen into the eyes of someone with intentions.
This person with intentions was naturally the master of the Changning Marquis's Mansion, Du Junqing.
At this time, Du Junqing had just finished his busy work when a maid from the side of his concubine, Liniang, came over.
"Marquis, the madam has prepared your favorite red bean cake and would like you to come over and have a seat."
"No need, let her rest and recuperate! I still have things to do. I'll go see her after I'm done." Du Junqing frowned slightly, but his tone was still calm and indifferent, making it impossible for anyone to discern his thoughts.
The maid couldn't persuade him and could only take out a box of red bean cakes from her food box. "Madam thought that you might be too busy, so she specially had this brought to you. It was just bought from Guiyun Pavilion and it's still warm. Please enjoy, Marquis."
"Alright, I got it." Du Junqing nodded and casually took a bite.
As soon as the maid left, Du Junqing turned his head and spat out the red bean cake in his mouth.
A personal servant quickly brought a cup of tea, and Du Junqing rinsed his mouth several times before his furrowed brow slowly relaxed.
The servant took the opportunity to ask, "By the way, Marquis, what would you like for lunch?"
"You can ask the eldest son! I'll have the meal with him." Du Junqing said nonchalantly.
Unexpectedly, the servant looked embarrassed. "Um... the eldest son has already eaten."
"Oh?" Du Junqing raised an eyebrow. "He's already eaten?"
The servant nodded. "Zhongzhuang just came over and said so. The eldest son went to the madam's courtyard again today, and then..."
"And then, he ate the meal made by Gu's?" Du Junqing understood.
"No, no, no!" The servant shook his head quickly. "It was the shepherd's purse and lamb dumplings that the madam threw out for the stray cats outside. The eldest son picked them up and ate them."
A look of surprise flashed in Du Junqing's eyes.
"The madam didn't want them, but he picked them up and ate them? Did he finish them?"
"He finished them all. There were about a dozen small dumplings, and he ate them all, even drank all the soup, not leaving a drop."
Du Junqing sat dumbfounded for a while, not saying a word.
The servant stood by, shrinking his shoulders. Given the Marquis's aversion to the madam, he certainly didn't dare to speak well of her. But in this situation... what should he say?
Unable to think of anything to say, he simply remained silent.
After a while, Du Junqing slowly came to his senses. "Forget it, since the eldest son has eaten, I'll just eat by myself!"
"Yes! What would you like to eat, Marquis?"
"Just a shepherd's purse and lamb dumplings!" Du Junqing blurted out.
"Ah?" The servant was stunned.
Du Junqing looked up. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just a serving of dumplings. If you want to eat, I'll have the kitchen make it for you!" The servant quickly shook his head like a rattle drum and hurriedly went to pass on the message.
Before long, a bowl of fragrant shepherd's purse and lamb dumplings was brought to Du Junqing.
Du Junqing picked up a dumpling and put it in his mouth, immediately furrowing his brow. After taking a spoonful of soup, his brow was already twisted into a character for "river."
The servant asked cautiously, "Marquis, how does it taste?"
Without lifting his eyelids, Du Junqing spat out two words with a thud - "It's awful."