"What, what's going on?"
Qi Zheng jumped at those words, feeling a sudden chill.
Qi Quanjin walked into the room, grabbed the old man's arm, and pulled him out while saying, "The official from the Capital City wants you to join for a meal."
"Me... a meal? No, no, you go. I'm not going!"
Qi Zheng nearly shook his head off.
Are you kidding? He got weak-kneed just meeting the county magistrate, and now he was being asked to dine with an official from the Capital City?
This was like asking for his life!
"Dad, it's not up to you to say no!"
Qi Quanjin looked helpless: "The official requested it. Dad, if you don't go, isn't it just openly disrespecting the official?"
"I, I..."
Qi Zheng opened his mouth but still didn't want to go, unable to find a good reason to refuse.
Mrs. Qi also looked worried: "Quanjin, your dad is just a farmer. What use could he have there? What if he upsets the official?"
"What if... let your wife go instead! She's educated and knows a lot!"
