Just before leaving, Tong Huaqiong glanced at Jingzhe.
Jingzhe shivered all over and said to Tong Huaqiong, "Mother, I know what to do, I certainly won't make Zhao Zhao embarrassed."
Tong Huaqiong waved her hand and said, "Go ahead. See what kind of trick they're up to."
This meal felt like attending a Hongmen Banquet.
Mr. Gu and Mrs. Gu were at home waiting for Jingzhe and Lu Zhaozhao to visit.
They couldn't be sure whether the two would come for dinner, given that they had already invited them three times, and each time Jingzhe had declined with some excuse.
Mr. Gu was very angry, thinking his grandson, just a scholar now, already disregarded him. What would happen if he became an official in the future?
He had to properly teach Jingzhe a lesson. Knowledge shouldn't erode his filial piety; if he treats his grandparents like this now, how could he act impartially as a high official?
