The daily life of a concubine's daughter

Shi Jianan said hurriedly: "Father, please think twice! Zhuzhu grew up drinking Xinniang's milk. She is very loyal and righteous. She is so sad and grief-stricken over Xinniang's death that she is bedridden.

Therefore, I asked Mingzhen to buy a thin coffin for her, and also asked him to find a beautiful place to bury her, near our farm, so that Zhuzhu can remember her every day and go to pay tribute to her. Father, you must not hurt Zhuzhu's heart. If she finds out that you have crushed Xinniang's bones and scattered her ashes, she will cry to death. "

The old Duke said angrily, "Have you forgotten what I said in the hall just now? How can we let a vicious and treacherous maid like Xin Niang be buried in our land forever? Wouldn't it ruin our family's feng shui? So many things have happened in the mansion in the past month or so. Regardless of whether it is her wronged spirit who is causing trouble, we should first grind her bones and scatter her ashes!"

Upon hearing this, Shi Jianan shrank his neck and began to wonder in his heart.

Stabbing voodoo dolls or something like that really makes one's back go cold.

The old Duke sat in the armchair, looked at his youngest son and sneered: "I know what you are thinking, you have let down Shi Yao and her daughter, and I know they hate you and will never forgive you in this life.

You are a useless husband who cannot win back your wife's heart, so you put all the blame on Shi Yao and her mother. You also know that you are an irresponsible father, so you wish they would die to cover up your weakness and incompetence. "

Shi Jian'an's legs went limp, his face turned pale, and he murmured, "I didn't, I didn't think that way..."

"You don't think so? You don't think so. Why didn't you stand up for your daughter when Xinniang was stabbing a villain? You even bought her a coffin and found her a good grave..." The old Duke slammed the table hard, glaring with his tiger eyes, "Are you Xinniang's father?"

Shi Jianan fell to his knees with a plop and lowered his head, too frightened to say a word.

The old Duke's cloudy eyes revealed a sharp and cold light: "I want to grind Xin Niang to dust, why are you stopping me? What reason do you have to stop me? It's because you think that the one who is stirring up trouble may be your daughter who you have never raised for a day.

Look for yourself, is it Xin Niang who looks like a demon, or your living daughter who looks like a demon! If she were a demon, you would have knelt before her and cried bitterly, begging her for mercy, instead of trying to stop Xin Niang from being crushed to ashes like you are doing now!"

The conversation made Shi Jianan burst into tears. He looked up and said, "Father, please don't be angry. I will go and grind Xin Niang to dust!"

"Why did you agree to it again?" The old Duke sneered, "If something goes wrong in the mansion next time, you can't blame Xin Niang, who has been crushed to ashes, and you will have a legitimate reason to say that it was Shi Yao who did it?"

These words touched upon Shi Jian'an's dark and obscure thoughts. He kowtowed and said stubbornly, "Father misses me so much, I am ashamed. I dare not even think of this, after all, she is my own daughter, even a tiger would not eat its own cubs."

"Well said! Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs. I'll help you remember what you said." The old Duke asked aggressively, "Tell me, Shi Yao is always followed by servants when she goes out, and even has maids watching over her when she sleeps. How did she do such a thing under the noses of so many people?"

Shi Jianan raised his sleeves to wipe his tears and cried bitterly: "Father, please forgive me. I will never have any other thoughts again."

The old Duke's sullen expression softened, but he remained expressionless, with a majestic look on his face: "Zhuzhu is the daughter of the eldest son's family, and the people in the eldest son's family may favor Shi Yao a little, I can still understand a little.

And you, the third branch, are so arrogant and you can even harm your own flesh and blood, your own daughter, your own sister to death. You are really chilling and terrifying!"

It turned out that their father had seen what they were doing behind their backs and knew it all. Shi Jianan felt even more ashamed and could not say a word in defense except wiping away tears.

The old Duke couldn't bear to see him crying and being so helpless, so he waved his hand and said, "Shi Yao is the blood of the Shi family. If you want to kill her, I will never agree to it. I will never agree to it for anyone who wants her dead, not even your mother. She will be married next year or the year after, so don't have any evil thoughts about her. Get lost!"

Shi Jianan kowtowed, then rolled and crawled, staggering out of the study.

The servants waiting outside the door saw this and looked calm. Two of them came up and took him to wash up - it was not good for outsiders to see him in such a miserable state, after all, he was a grandfather.

The old Duke sat alone for a while, and the attendant pushed the door open and asked, "Old Master, do you want to set up breakfast?"

"put."

He got up and went to the warm room.

The servants brought in food boxes, and the table was filled with small plates, bowls and steamers.

After the meal was served, the servants stood in silence with their hands lowered, holding their breath.

After the old Duke finished his meal, he washed his hands with a hot towel and asked, "Who do you want to see today?"

The butler bowed and said, "You had originally invited the two old marquises Zhao and Song to appreciate the plum blossoms, but because it snowed heavily last night, the old marquis Song had a cough and sent someone to send a letter early in the morning saying that he could not go.

Another Hanlin scholar from Yangliuqing Lane came early with his son, handed over a visiting card, and invited them to have tea in the guest room. He asked them if they had had breakfast, and they said they had. I took the initiative to send them eight-treasure porridge, two trays of steamed buns, and a few side dishes.

Old Master, please see if you want to meet them. If not, I will find a reason to send them away early."

The old Duke pondered for a moment and said, "Please invite them over. I will meet them in the study."

"Yes."

Soon, Hanlin Shi Jishen brought his son Shi Mingyu into the study.

The father and son respectfully greeted the old Duke. Shi Hanlin wanted to get closer to him, but when he saw the old Duke's approachable smile, his heart suddenly skipped a beat. He didn't dare to say anything and hurriedly told his son to reply.

Shi Mingyu honestly repeated what his daughter-in-law, sister and Shi Yao said when they met yesterday, without missing a single word.

The old Duke praised him for his good memory, and rewarded him with three or four ancient books copied by other scholars, and also a set of four treasures of the study.

Shi Hanlin was tactful and drank half a cup of tea with his son before saying goodbye and leaving.

The old Duke suddenly laughed out loud.

This is enough.

It doesn't matter what you think in your heart. There's nothing wrong with talking in private behind people's backs. On the surface, you're a sensible person.

In this way, he could also make up his mind to ensure that Shi Yao would be safe and sound until she got married.

What kind of life she leads after getting married depends on her luck.

At least I have given an explanation to my wife.

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Shi Yao was glad that she had held back early on, and she managed to escape with her life, not being burned to death as a monster.

The old man kept his promise and did not go back on his word. Instead, he went against the majority's opinion and put the blame on Nanny Xin.

I don’t know if Nanny Xin would die with regrets. If she knew about this in the underworld, would she be angry to death again?

Shi Yao, who is half superstitious and half scientific, suddenly thought, could Nanny Xin turn into a ghost and come to take her life?

The wind howled outside the car window, like the cry of a ghost.

Shi Yao shivered suddenly.

Tao Ziyi asked hurriedly: "Is the second sister cold?"

"It's not cold, maybe there's a draft somewhere." Shi Yao held her fur collar tightly and said with a smile, "Luckily the snow has stopped today, otherwise I wouldn't be able to leave the house."