Mrs. Song raised her eyebrows slightly, but her face was full of solemnity, "Attitude? This is in the palace, not in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If we talk about attitude, my sister's current attitude is wrong. You are a minister's wife, and I am the king of a country.
Mother, is this your attitude? I have always cared about the family relationship between mother, daughter and sisters, so I don’t take the rules seriously, otherwise there would be no place for mother and sister to sit in front of me."
Mrs. Song spoke neither quickly nor slowly, but every word left Mrs. Yang and her daughter speechless. As soon as Mrs. Song finished her words, the whole hall was quiet all day long. Mrs. Yang seemed to be able to hear her own words.
Heartbeat, how is this possible? Song has been the queen for many years, but she has never said such harsh words.
"Sister, what are you talking about? We are a family." Yang Qian's face turned green and red in embarrassment.
But she knew in her heart that those words were correct, and she felt a little guilty. It didn't matter that her father was the prime minister, but it was not as good as having a sister who was a queen to give her more face.
"Yes, we are a family, and that's why I have endured it until now." Mrs. Song snorted coldly, "It's getting late, mother should go back too."
Such a family?
Thinking about her life in the mansion back then, she was not even as good as a servant. Now that she is doing well and has a place to use, she is considered a member of the family.
It’s okay not to want such a family.
Yang Qian wanted to say something else, but Mrs. Yang stopped her first and said, "Since it's so late, let's go back first."
After pulling her daughter and bowing, the mother and daughter withdrew.
It wasn't until she got out of the palace and sat in the carriage that Yang Qian cursed, "What does she think she is? She didn't dare to retaliate even when I scolded her before. Now that she's become so angry, she doesn't even think about it, if her father is not the prime minister."
, how could the emperor take another look at her?"
Mrs. Yang pursed her lips tightly and remained silent.
"Mom, I see it's better to ask my father to put pressure on her. How dare she be so arrogant when the king is here? It's not that no one in the palace can compete with her now, so she becomes tough and asks her father to find her.
Send a few girls to the palace to see if she still knows how important it is to have a natal family." The more Yang Qian thought about it, the more she felt that this method was feasible, "My father's vision is not good, so I'd better go back and find a way."
Mrs. Yang's eyes flashed, "Forget it, you'd better not offend this person. If your father knows about it, he will scold us again."
Yang Qian refused to accept it, "I know this matter well, so I won't have to worry about it, mother."
Yang Qian got off the carriage halfway and returned to the house. When she saw her husband at home, Yang Qian's face became more and more ugly. She walked into the house with a face turned away without saying anything.
Wang Zhuangyuan had long been accustomed to his wife's sarcastic remarks. During dinner, as soon as Yang Qian sat down, she couldn't help complaining, "Look at any man who stays at home all day long. It's the useless ones who stay at home."
Stay at home."
Wang Zhuangyuan just picked up the chopsticks and became angry when he heard it, "I'm staying at home? It's not like your brother did such embarrassing things and was pointed out wherever he went. I didn't do it because I disliked it and was embarrassed."
Dare you go out to meet people, otherwise you think I want to stay in the house and watch your face all day long?"
"What did you say? You dare to say that you are embarrassed because of the Prime Minister's Mansion? Don't forget, it was because you married the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion that you would be where you are today. Otherwise, what kind of thing do you think you are? Now you despise the Prime Minister's Mansion.
." Yang Qian was already angry in the palace. Seeing that her husband, who had always been afraid of her, suddenly shouted at her, she became even more angry, "Do you really think that you are now Mr. Wang in the eyes of others? You are not raised by our family.
As a dog, as soon as you are full, you forget who your master is, and you don’t look at your own merits.”
Wang Zhuangyuan glared at his wife in front of him, trembling all over, "Okay, now I don't want to be the Yang family's dog, what do you think? I will write a letter of divorce to you now, and you can stop being a dog like me right away.
Together."
After marrying a wife from a high-stakes family, he was like a dog. He couldn't hold his head up when he was scolded in front of his servants, and he couldn't even hold his head up in front of his colleagues.
Yang Qian couldn't believe her ears, "What did you say? Are you repeating what you just said, you want to divorce me? Do you dare to divorce me? Let me tell you, except for me to divorce you, there is no issue for you to divorce me."
Wang Zhuangyuan sneered, "I'm going to write a letter of divorce now."
But she didn't say a word to Yang Qian.
He can see it now. He would rather not be an official than live like a man, and avoid being criticized wherever he goes. He obviously relied on his own ability to get into the first place, but he behaves like a dog.
Life, he can no longer live like this.
Seeing the figure leaving, Yang Qian swept everything on the table to the ground and shouted angrily, "Remember, you will regret it."
But no one responded to her.
Yang Qian sat back in her chair blankly, completely stunned.
How could this happen? He actually dared to say this to her forcefully, and even actually wrote a letter of divorce.
From the moment she got married, she never thought highly of him, and even felt that she had been wronged by marrying him. But when she was about to lose this moment, she realized that she was actually afraid.
Yes, she was afraid of being divorced and becoming a laughing stock in the eyes of her former friends.
Yang Qian stood up in a panic. She didn't want to be laughed at by those people. She had always been looking at others from a high position, how could she let others stand on top and laugh at her.
Regardless of the fact that it was too late, Yang Qian and the girl hurried back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to ask for help.
Who knew that after Mrs. Yang returned to the house, she was called to the study by Prime Minister Yang. Because of entering the palace, Prime Minister Yang lost her temper. When Mrs. Yang came out of the study, the sky was already dark, and Yang Qian had already
Waited for nearly two hours.
"What's going on?" Looking at her daughter's red and swollen eyes and messy hair, Mrs. Yang looked worried.
But she was in a really bad mood, and her tone was light at this time.
After hearing this, Yang Qian felt even more aggrieved, "Mom, he,,, he wants to divorce me."
"Who, who wants to divorce you?" Mrs. Yang was also frightened by the news.
"mother,,,"
Mrs. Yang finally came to her senses after her daughter called her out like this, "What a great champion, you're going too far to bully others. Don't worry, let's go find your father now."
After saying this, Mrs. Yang took her daughter out of the house and went to the study. She was stopped by a servant outside the study, "Madam, the master and uncle are talking inside and say no one is allowed in."
Mrs. Yang sneered, "I didn't expect him to arrive so quickly. I guess he is sensible. Don't worry now. He is here to admit his mistake. Okay, let's go back."
After all, it was her biological daughter. Mrs. Yang was relieved at this time and pulled her absent-minded daughter back, "Don't worry, our Prime Minister's Mansion is not that easy to bully."
"Mom, is it really going to be okay? I didn't say anything. Who knew he was in a bad mood today, so he lost his temper and wanted to divorce me in the end." Yang Qian felt aggrieved, "I haven't disliked him yet. When he arrives,
They dislike me for being a member of the Prime Minister's Palace."
"He feels like his wings are stiff. Don't worry, your father is responsible for everything." Mrs. Yang didn't say it out loud. Not for her daughter, but for the reputation of the Prime Minister's Mansion, he would not agree to this matter.
Just as Mrs. Yang thought, when Wang Zhuangyuan came to the palace, he still had a divorce letter in his hand. He knelt down directly to Prime Minister Yang and explained his purpose. Prime Minister Yang frowned upon hearing this.
Instead of losing his temper, he personally helped the kneeling Wang Zhuangyuan up, "I know I have wronged you. Qian'er has been spoiled by us. Don't worry, I will scold her well. You are my favorite."
He is now my uncle again, and his teeth and tongue still touch each other, let alone a husband and wife. For my sake, let it go this time. Don’t worry, if she continues to be like this in the future, there is no need.
If you divorce her, I will take her back and take her to the family temple."
"Father-in-law, you are really a villain," Wang Zhuangyuan knew that this matter could not be done today.
Prime Minister Yang directly diverted the conversation, "The emperor has been unhappy these days because of the prince's affairs. We ministers should share the emperor's worries. If you are not going to court these days, you can follow me to the palace tomorrow to meet the saint.
"
Being able to show your face in front of the emperor is naturally a good thing.
Wang Zhuangyuan finally gave in, "My son-in-law is respectful and it is better to obey my orders."
Prime Minister Yang nodded with satisfaction, "It's getting late, so you can go back by yourself today, and I'll talk to that girl, and I'll have someone take her back to the house tomorrow."
Since they cannot be separated, it is a good thing if the other party's temper can improve.
Wang Zhuangyuan then resigned.
Hearing the footsteps getting farther and farther, Prime Minister Yang's face darkened. He didn't say a word, but the servants around him were so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe. They went straight to the backyard.
When Mrs. Yang heard the news that her husband was coming, she hurriedly got up and went out to greet him, "Master,"
Prime Minister Yang bypassed his wife and walked in front of his daughter. Without saying anything, he slapped her in the face. Yang Qian was stunned on the spot after being beaten. Mrs. Yang took a cold breath but did not dare to step forward. This is still the old man.
I beat my daughter once.
"Naughty son, do you know what you are saying? The dignified number one scholar is a dog raised by the Prime Minister's Mansion. Do you want people to say that the Prime Minister's Mansion has great power and the Lord is the master, so that you are satisfied?"
Yang Qian bit her lip tightly and said nothing.
Prime Minister Yang had a look of hatred on his face, "Just remember, when you go back tomorrow, put away your eldest lady's temper and live a good life. If you are sent home, you will go to your family temple. Don't even think about the Prime Minister's Mansion."
return."
After leaving the afternoon conversation and glancing at his frightened wife, Prime Minister Yang strode away with a headache.
This family is becoming more and more homeless. The son is so angry that he is still lying on the bed after being beaten. The daughter is so troubled that she wants to be divorced, and she has to sacrifice her old face to beg her.
Only after watching her father leave did Yang Qian dare to cry.
Mrs. Yang sighed and sat back in the chair, "Your father is right. Now that you are married, you should live a good life. A man cares about face most. You always say that he relied on women to get where he is today. How can he feel comfortable?
"
Yang Qian just cried quietly while wiping half of her swollen face, "He doesn't like me at all."
"Okay, haven't you eaten yet? I'll have the food passed around. After dinner, take a rest early. I'll have someone take you back tomorrow morning." Mrs. Yang ignored her daughter and turned around to order the food to be passed around.
After dinner, she had to go to see how her son was doing. Thinking of Mrs. Song sitting above her in the palace, Mrs. Yang felt irritable again.