I'm reborn, only a fool would spoil you

Old Madam Fu is used to bullying others by relying on her seniority.

In addition, Marquis Jingyang is stationed in the northwestern border all year round and is not in the capital. Old Madam Fu has become accustomed to being the only one in charge and is very impolite in her words and deeds.

He didn't take Madam Hou Tao Ying seriously at all.

So, Mrs. Fu raised her chin and asked Tao Ying for an explanation with confidence.

Tao Ying felt depressed. Today was her youngest daughter's coming-of-age party. First, Gao Shu cursed her daughter, and then Fu Yuyao sacrificed herself and Gao Yan ruined the party. Every single thing was a thorn in her heart.

Still being bullied by your mother-in-law?

Tao Ying bit her lip slightly.

Madam Fu went too far and said, "You don't manage your family well, and you don't allow people to say anything?"

Fu Yuzheng sneered in her heart when she saw this.

In the previous life, her family was too kind and filial, which was why they were always suppressed by the old lady. This led to her mother's tragic death, her sister's marriage to the wrong person, and she herself ended up making wedding clothes for her cousin.

In this life, she has been reborn, so how can she allow the old hag to continue to be so arrogant?

Bah, who spoils her?

After thinking for a while, Fu Yuzheng directly pulled her father's sleeve and complained in a low voice: "Dad, grandma is confusing right and wrong again. Alas, when you were not in the capital, grandma's words were even sharper, and mother... felt even more wronged!"

She knew that her father loved her mother deeply and would not remain indifferent.

Sure enough, Fu Xiaotian frowned when he heard this.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes today, he would have been kept in the dark and had always believed what his wife said in the letter: "The mother-in-law treated her very well." Now it seems that it was not "very well" at all? It was "deliberate oppression" at all!

How could a general who had fought on the battlefield for twenty years tolerate such an insult?

Fu Xiaotian straightened his back and tried to protect his wife.

Tao Ying felt very warm when she saw her husband was trying to protect her. However, the Zhou Dynasty valued filial piety, and she could not bear to see her husband contradict his mother-in-law for her. She accused him of being unfilial for no reason. If he was reported by a nosy censor, it would affect his career.

Therefore, Tao Ying refuted first:

"Mother, as the head of the family, I know by heart the family precepts of our ancestors. Article 156 states that if a daughter of our family brings disgrace upon the family, she will be either beaten to death or sent to a temple to practice Buddhism."

"Choose one of the two, and let mother choose one?"

Old Madam Fu was furious. Was he trying to be too arrogant and deliberately make things difficult for an old lady like her?

"Okay, okay, your man is back. You finally have someone to back you up. How dare you openly contradict your mother-in-law? You are so disobedient and unfilial!"

The Great Zhou Dynasty attached great importance to filial piety, and it was taken into account in the assessment and promotion of officials. The word "filial piety" weighed Tao Ying down to the bone.

Tao Ying was not convinced but she had to hold it in.

Fu Yuzheng had died once before, so she didn't indulge the old woman: "Grandma always talks about filial piety, but she takes the lead in ignoring the family precepts of her ancestors and disrespects them so much. I don't understand. Is this the real... filial piety?"

Madam Fu was speechless for a moment.

After observing for a while, Fu Xiaotian saw through his stepmother and felt disappointed.

Seeing his daughter find a breakthrough, Fu Xiaotian immediately supported her:

"Zheng'er is right. If you don't respect the ancestral teachings, you can't be called filial." Turning to the old lady, "Fu Yuyao has committed a serious mistake today and insulted our ancestors. You should be beaten to death..."

The words "beaten to death" were pronounced very heavily.

He is worthy of being a general who has fought on the battlefield, and worthy of being the Marquis of Jingyang who was personally conferred by the emperor. He is awe-inspiring without even being angry.

Each word seemed to be wrapped in a surging murderous aura, which was extremely oppressive and made everyone present shudder.

"No, the crime is not punishable by death. Just send her to the temple to practice." Old Madam Fu was unwilling to let her granddaughter die, so she interrupted him quickly, looked at Fu Xiaotian in a compromising manner, and chose a lighter punishment.

The second wife, Mrs. Qiao, was not stupid enough to be thrown into the pit and drowned, so she cried and begged Fu Xiaotian: "Brother, Yaoer knows she was wrong and will never do it again. Please give her a chance to live and give her a chance to correct her mistakes."

Fu Xiaotian had no intention of killing everyone, he just wanted to force the old lady to make her own decision and stop causing trouble.

For him, all he wanted was to seek justice for his daughter and severely punish the other party.

After exchanging a glance with Tao Ying and seeing that his wife had no objection, Fu Xiaotian gave instructions: "Early tomorrow morning, send Fu Yuyao to the Xishan Temple to confess and atone for her sins."

Fu Yuyao's eyes were red and swollen from crying. She originally thought that as Gao Yan's woman, she could at least become a noble concubine. However, she never expected that she would be banished to a temple to become a nun!

"No, no, Brother Yan will never agree to that—"

Fu Yuyao cried and made a fuss and refused to go.

Finally, she hugged her father Fu Xiaolin's thigh and said, "Daddy, I won't go to the temple. I won't go—"

Fu Xiaolin held a lowly official position and had no right to speak in front of his elder brother Fu Xiaotian. He sighed, pushed his daughter away and left.

Fu Yuzheng watched coldly, feeling that she was not happy enough. But she knew that her parents were kind and would not kill someone just because they "lost their chastity".

It doesn’t matter, there is still time.

One day I will be able to take Fu Yuyao's life with a legitimate reason and avenge my own tragic death in my previous life!

~

night.

The second house is busy. Fu Yuyao will go to West Mountain early tomorrow morning, and Qiao has been arranging the maids to pack their luggage overnight.

Fu Yuyao sat in the armchair, silently shedding tears.

Her sister, Fu Yuxuan, couldn't bear to see her sister's distraught look, so she said:

"Sister, why are you crying like that? You are only practicing with your hair uncut, not becoming a monk. Besides, uncle didn't set a deadline, so you may come back in three to five months."

Fu Yuyao was delighted when she heard this: "Really?"

Fu Yuxuan smiled and said, "If you want to come back soon, it's up to you." After that, she leaned in and whispered a few words.

Fu Yuyao's eyes lit up: "Sister is really smart."

Then, he walked briskly to the study and handed a letter to his sister soon.

Fu Yuxuan took the letter and said with a smile, "Sister, please take care of it. I will wait for you in the temple without any worries." Before leaving, she also instructed, "Pick out some simple jewelry and clothes, and wear them to him when the time comes. You can even get some extra sympathy from him."

Fu Yuyao smiled shyly.

After sending her sister away, Fu Yuyao applied a cold wet towel to her face, and her red and swollen eyes soon recovered. She was in a good mood and directed the maids to run around with Qiao.

"By the way, the food in the temple is light, I'm not used to it, so bring some snacks."

"…It's freezing and snowy, and it's especially cold in the temple. You should bring some silver charcoal with you, and prepare a few extra baskets. We need to burn four basins of charcoal in the house."

Maid girls:......

This doesn't sound like a punishment; it sounds like a way to enjoy life.

When Fu Yuzheng heard the news, she rushed to the second room immediately, followed by several sturdy maids.

Fu Yuyao held onto the door frame and asked cautiously, "Why are you here, Third Sister?"

Fu Yuzheng looked around and saw a long line of silver charcoal placed in the corridor. After counting, she found that there were exactly ten baskets.

Fu Yuzheng smiled: "Big sister, are you really going to take all these silver charcoals to the temple?"

Ten baskets is not a small number. A small official’s family cannot use more than ten baskets in the entire winter.

Before Fu Yuyao could reply, Mrs. Qiao, who had heard the news, rushed out of her room and supported her daughter, saying, "It's just ten baskets of silver charcoal, so I'll take it. Why can't my second wife make the decision on such a small matter? Do we need the consent of the third lady?"

Qiao was very impolite in what he said.

Fu Yuzheng understood that after today's battle, the first and second wives had already torn their relations apart, and it was difficult for them to be polite to each other anymore.

At this moment, Mrs. Fu heard that Fu Yuzheng was here to cause trouble, and she hurried over in a sedan chair.

As soon as he got out of the sedan chair, he started to scold: "Zheng'er, why did you come to the second room to make trouble? It's just a little silver charcoal, it's not like they can't afford it."

Fu Yuzheng smiled and saluted the old lady, then asked, "Grandmother, do you also support taking all of my sister away?"

Madam Fu certainly felt sorry for her granddaughter: "Of course."

"Okay, that's fine." Fu Yuzheng snatched a golden abacus from the old woman behind her and started to play with it.

She confused Madam Fu, Mrs. Qiao and Fu Yuyao. What was she going to do?

As the last bead fell, Fu Yuzheng figured it out and said loudly:

"According to the public share, the master is entitled to two baskets of silver charcoal per month. There are six masters in the second house, plus the grandmother, which makes seven people. They can receive fourteen baskets of silver charcoal in total."

"Now, my eldest sister has taken ten baskets by herself, so this month there are only... four baskets left for you to use."

Madam Fu and Mrs. Qiao were confused when they heard this. What did this "several baskets" have to do with them?

If it's gone, should we ask the warehouse for help?