Queen Mother, she just wants to lie down

Huangcheng East Street, Pingyang Hou Mansion.

After Pingyang Hou's wife and mother heard about Zhou Xin's handling, they burst into tears in the house.

"My poor Xin'er, with his delicate little body, several bones were broken by that damn little bitch Qie Qi before he went in, how can he still withstand fifty boards?

Not only was he beaten, but he was also fined 1,070 taels of silver. Why is Your Majesty so cruel?

It's just a funny actor who died. Aren't you afraid of chilling the hearts of your ministers by doing this? "

Mrs. Jin, the mother of Pingyang Marquis, was crying and beating her chest, while his wife Zhao was cheering beside him.

"Grandma, mother, please be careful, this girl is not a comedian, she is from Liangzi's family, she just works in the theater.

Besides, the outcome of this case was approved by His Majesty Zhu with his imperial pen. Are you complaining at home because you want to put a disrespectful label on your father? "

Zhou Pianran, the daughter of Marquis Pingyang, looked at her grandmother and mother with a speechless expression.

"Pianran, do you talk to your elders like this? Why don't you apologize to your grandmother?" Mrs. Zhao cried for a while and turned to glare at her daughter.

She has given birth to two sons and one daughter in total in her life. Although she is somewhat partial to her sons, she still has feelings for her only daughter and does not want her to be scolded by her mother-in-law.

As soon as she finished speaking, Jin raised her eyes and glared at Zhou Pianran with a fierce expression:

"Stinky girl, do you think that we usually favor your third brother, so you want him to be beaten to death, and then seize a lot of the family's property as your dowry? I think your conscience has been eaten by a dog."

"Grandma, you?" Zhou Pianran looked at Jin with disbelief, and was so angry that tears burst out of her eyes.

She had just gotten haircut this year, and the marriages her mother was looking for for her had not yet been decided.

As a result, her grandmother slapped such a vicious charge on her head. How would she behave in the future?

"You're still crying, why do you have the face to cry?" Jin was so angry that he continued to curse.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at her daughter with complicated eyes. She wanted to persuade her, but was afraid of her mother-in-law, so she didn't dare to speak for a while.

At this moment, a servant's voice sounded outside: "Old madam, the Marquis is back with the Third Master."

Marquis Pingyang has one brother and two brothers. The elder brother is the daughter of his father's previous wife, and his mother, Jin, is his step-wife.

After she entered the family and gave birth to her son, her relationship with her stepson became very tense as they competed for the title.

And with the help of the old marquis, he drove his stepson out of the house.

The stepson broke off relations with the Hou Mansion in anger, and then went to the border. He has not returned to the capital for more than ten years.

The concubine was also kicked out by her after the old Marquis passed away, leaving only her two biological sons in Nuo Da's Marquis Mansion.

Pingyang Hou's younger brother was four years younger than him and had two children. Zhou Xin was the third among his peers.

"The mistress is back? Where is she? Quick, let me see." Upon hearing this, Mrs. Jin stood up hastily without scolding her granddaughter.

"It was carried to the third master's own yard." replied the woman who came to report.

Mrs. Jin stopped talking and ran towards Jin Yuxuan in a hurry.

It's hard for her to run so fast even though she's over 60 years old.

Mrs. Zhao didn't care about her daughter anymore and ran away closely behind Mrs. Jin.

Zhou Pianran sniffed, wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, and followed.

When Mrs. Jin arrived, Zhou Xin was lying on Jin Yuxuan's couch and crying loudly.

This case was personally approved by the emperor, and the officials responsible for the execution did not dare to discount it even half a cent.

Each board was hit hard, and after fifty boards, Zhou Xin's butt was completely blossomed.

The bone injury that was broken by a kick from Queqi a few days ago had not yet healed. When the board hit him more than thirty years ago, he passed out from the pain.

When he woke up again, he was at home and the wound was bandaged.

Only the injuries on his buttocks and chest made him feel heartbroken when he moved even a little bit.

Mrs. Jin just entered the yard and heard her grandson's howl. She shivered with fright. She rushed to the bed in two steps and asked anxiously: "Xin'er, Xin'er, how are you?" ?”

Mrs. Zhao also rushed over, looking at her son who was wrapped like a mummy with a distressed face.

"Grandma, grandma, my grandson is going to die." Zhou Xin said while crying.

"My poor grandson, this damned Hu Qi, this damned magpie." Mrs. Jin sat down on the edge of the couch and howled loudly along with Zhou Xin.

"Zhou Congjian, Xin'er was beaten like this, aren't you going to give him an explanation?"

After crying for a moment, Mrs. Jin stopped her voice and turned to look at her son, who was standing quietly aside.

"I wonder who the mother asked her son to seek explanation from?" Pingyang Hou's face was full of astonishment.

"Of course it's Shang Zhe Zi Shen Hu Dao, and that shameless little girl from Uncle Zhongyong's family.

It was just a lowly theater maid who died, but Hu Zhen sentenced Xin'er to such a severe sentence. Which law did he follow?

Shouldn't such a faint official participate?

As for Qingqiu, she relied on the Queen Mother's bodyguard to beat others wantonly in the street. Shouldn't she be punished? Mrs. Jin said angrily.

"Grandma is right, that old guy Hu Zhen is obviously targeting a few of us. It feels like he just wants to step on our bones to establish his own prestige.

As for that bitch, she really wanted to kill her grandson..."

"Shut up, I." Marquis Pingyang couldn't help but shouted angrily.

"Why are you yelling at him? If you really have the ability, if your son is bullied like this, you should help him get justice." Mrs. Jin yelled back immediately.

"Mother, the girl who died was not a slave. She was a son of a good family. Hu Zhen was sentenced according to the laws of the court. His Majesty added the fine. How do you ask your son to seek justice?" Pingyang Hou patiently reasoned with his mother. .

"I don't care. The emperor suddenly made such a fuss. It's obvious that he doesn't like the nobles in Beijing and is ready to take action on us.

If we don't contact anyone to resist, how can we just stretch our necks and let others chop..." Mrs. Jin didn't listen at all.

"Mother, are you planning to attack our entire Zhou family for this scoundrel?" But before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Pingyang Hou roaring.

"Why are you so loud? Do you still want to do something to your mother?"

Jin, who had never been yelled at by her son like this, was startled, and when she came to her senses, she became furious.

"My son doesn't dare to do something to his mother, but I can kill this scoundrel who causes trouble all day long. Once he dies, our Zhou family will stop."

Marquis Yangping was so angry that the veins on his forehead were beating wildly, and his breathing became much heavier. He turned around and saw a sword hanging on the wall. He rushed over and pulled it out in a few steps.

Zhou Xin was stunned, as were Jin and Zhao.

"Father." Zhou Pianran reacted quickly and rushed over to grab Pingyang Hou tightly.

"Jian'er, do you think you already have so much resentment against your mother?"

Jin stared blankly at her son, whose veins were pulsing on his forehead and his eyes were as if he wanted to eat someone. He was completely stunned.

"It's not that the son is resentful towards his mother, it's that the mother wants to force her son to death and completely destroy the family.

For this evil son who causes trouble all day long, you dare to denounce and accuse even His Majesty, and you also want to encourage your son to liaise with the court officials for him. You think your son will not die soon enough.

You must be familiar with Concubine Li. Ten days ago, she was given away by the Queen Mother with a glass of poisoned wine.

The King of Qi was probably on the verge of death, as all of his men and horses, including none of the most evil ones, donated two-thirds of their family property to barely save their lives.

How can a son be so virtuous that he can single-handedly outshine the entire party of concubines and concubines?

Isn't what the mother is doing pushing her son and the Zhou family to a dead end? "