C80

"My daughter will not marry King Yu!" Song Qingyu's voice was crisp and clear as he looked Song Zhentian in the eye, "No matter how many times father asks, daughter will always say the same thing."

"Impudent!" You're crazy. "It seems like if I don't teach you a lesson, you will definitely make a mistake again in the future and bring back the family rules."

When Nannan heard about the family law, her face became flustered and she nervously clutched her sleeves.

"Father, this is my daughter's decision. Even if father hits me, I won't change."

When he heard this, he completely infuriated Song Zhentian. Song Zhentian immediately received the whip the maid passed to him. Without further ado, he lashed out at Song Qingyu with his whip. Raising his voice, he said, "You unfilial girl, say it again!"

"I'm not willing to marry King Yu. If you really want to marry her, then your daughter will return to her hometown and never come back. "

Song Qingyu's face was filled with stubbornness. Indeed, this father wasn't concerned about her, but about the marriage. The more he fought, the more clear-headed Song Qingyu became. The whip landed, and the pain spread throughout his body.

But she had to hold it in.

"You! You really want to kill your father out of anger! " Seeing how stubborn Song Qingyu was, Song Zhentian could only say, "Someone has come to imprison Eldest Miss in the ancestral hall. As long as she doesn't admit that she made a mistake, she won't eat for a day! "

Madam Shen was very curious about Song Qingyu's sudden abnormality. Logically speaking, everyone wanted to marry into the Wang Mansion, but why was it that when Song Qingyu went to the Imperial Palace, his intentions of returning completely changed?

Madame Shen narrowed her eyes slightly. Song Qingyu was unwilling to marry her, wasn't this just following her wishes?

He hurried over to persuade Song Zhentian, "Old master, don't make things difficult for Ah Yu anymore. Perhaps Ah Yu entered the palace and met the one he loved."

Song Zhentian was stunned, his voice trembling. However, this was indeed the only reason. "He is so scared that he glares fiercely at Song Qingyu." The one he loved? "She dares!"

Mrs Shen saw Song Zhentian's determination, she continued to persuade him, "Master, Ah Yu is young, please teach him properly."

Song Zhentian coldly snorted, "The emperor has already announced this year's Mid-Autumn Festival wedding in front of all the civil and military officials. This cannot be changed, otherwise it would be a heinous crime, which the entire Song Residence would not be able to afford. "

Madame Shen was startled. "The emperor has already confirmed it?"

Hearing this, Song Zhentian knew that the truth was set and also felt slightly relieved. Even if Song Qing and Yu did not marry, he could not allow her to do so. As long as he could hold her in high regard until the middle of autumn. However, Song Qingyu's character still needed to be restrained.

He actually dared to speak without his permission at such an occasion!

"Someone, bring the young miss to the ancestral hall and kneel!" Someone on the side immediately came to ask for Song Qingyu.

Finishing his words, the attendant outside suddenly rushed in hurriedly. "Master, the Duke of Zhenguo, Great General Shen, has arrived."

Song Zhentian was shocked. He thought about how the Duke of Zhenguo had arrived on New Year's Eve, "Quickly invite him in."

Mrs Shen, on the other hand, was much calmer. It was as if she already knew this. After Song Zhentian finished speaking, she immediately sat down and respectfully retreated to the side.

Shen Xincheng, the patriarch of Zhenguo Prefecture, was the father of the Shen family. He was in his sixties, and his age was growing stronger and stronger. For so long, he still held the power to rule the country. The battle for the north and the south was unambiguous. Even the emperor of Hua Jing praised him greatly.

Back then, when Song Zhentian first entered the imperial court, he was just given the title of the country's general. Now, he had already become a first class official. With his support, the Song Family had become one of the three great families.

Song Qingyu clenched his fist tightly. If it were not for the interference of Zhenguo Palace — Song Qingyu's gaze turned cold.

Song Zhentian inadvertently glanced at Song Qingyu and hurriedly said, "Ah Yu, you go back first."

Song Qing Yu recovered and was about to agree.

The door curtain was pulled open and a person dressed in black python palace silk stepped in. At the same time, a loud and clear voice pressed down like the sound of a bell, "There is no need to let her go. What this old man has come to say has to do with her."

Song Zhentian walked to the side of the first seat and bowed respectfully, "Greetings father-in-law."

"Humph, so you actually know that I'm your father-in-law!" Shen Xin Cheng snorted, his thick voice was filled with dissatisfaction, "You don't care that Yan girl hurt your hand, instead, she actually cares so much about your woman, and even brought up the idea of moving Li Yun's memorial tablet over. What do you think my daughter is? What do you think of my granddaughter? Or do you think that just being in a quiet court is enough for you? "

Shen Xin's expression turned fierce.

Song Zhentian hurriedly explained, "That is not what I meant. The deceased are already my servants, and I have brought my deceased wife back. The quiet court is already the Shen family's irreplaceable mistress."

"Well said, but what about a hundred years later? Jingting has worked hard for you for so many years, you dare to put that lowly merchant girl together with Jingting? "Let me tell you, not only is Li Yun unable to get the Song Family's memorial tablet, none of you are allowed to go worship!"

Song Zhentian's expression changed slightly as he looked at Song Qingyu with a troubled look. After which, he furrowed his brows. The person standing in his way was the Duke of Zhenguo, so he could only agree.

The Duke of Zhen followed Song Zhentian's gaze and looked at Song Qingyu in disgust, "She really is the daughter of that fox like woman, she really is as capable as her mother."

As he spoke, he slowly approached Song Qingyu.

Hearing the words' seductress', Song Qingyu could not stand still. He looked back at Shen Xincheng and said with a calm and slow voice, "My mother was personally married by my father, Shen Jingchen."

'Pa! '

Song Qingyu could not dodge in time and was slapped in the face.

Shen Xin Cheng's strength was great, his slap knocked Song Qing and Yu Qing to the ground, blood trickling down from the corner of her mouth.

Song Qingyu's ears buzzed. He heard Shen Xin Cheng's voice echo in his ears.

"Li Yun is the daughter of a lowly merchant. She doesn't even deserve to carry my daughter's shoes. Not to mention that she was dead, but if she was still alive, she would have to kneel here. As for you, Song Qingyu, why do you dare to stand here and speak shamelessly with this old man? "

Song Qingyu covered his mouth and sneered. He looked up and said firmly, "My mother is the official wife of my father. If she is still alive, according to the laws of the Su, none of them are the words of the Duke of Zhenguo."

"What a sharp tongue. I'll be frank with you, if Li Yun is still alive, she should be clear about her status and position. "

Seeing the two of them arguing, Song Zhentian quickly pulled Song Qingyu away and berated him, "A Yu, apologize to the Duke of Zhen."

Song Qing turned his head away and said stubbornly, "I am not wrong."

"Is that how you raised your daughter?"

Song Zhentian was stared at by Shen Xin Cheng. He knew that if he did not deal with Song Qingyu, Shen Xin Cheng would not let the matter rest, "Men, young miss has no respect for her elders. Bring her away immediately and lock her up in Wen Qingyuan."

Shen Xin Cheng coldly snorted, "Since it's a punishment, then there must be a punishment. The staff strikes thirty boards." His voice was still, unconcerned.