After Cui'er saw the doctor, she returned to Cuiyu Pavilion in the afternoon.
Song Ziyu saw that her mother didn't ask anyone to come to her, so she thought her mother didn't know about it.
The fight between Song Ziyu and Zhu Xiuhe spread among the official circles in the imperial city in the afternoon.
Of course, everyone is passing this on as a joke.
Zhu Xiuhe, Minister of Industry and Industry, had gauze wrapped around his head and could not stop crying.
"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo a a few bits of hair on her head.
The two maids who followed Zhu Xiuhe out knelt on the ground fearfully.
Mrs. Zhu's head was buzzing, she was annoyed and angry. She sat on a chair, pointed at the two maids kneeling on the ground and cursed: "You bitch, this is how you take care of the eldest lady."
These two cheap maids failed to protect Xiuhe and caused Xiuhe to be injured outside. Naturally, they are to blame.
"It's all my slave's fault. Please forgive me, madam."
"The incident happened so suddenly, no one expected that Miss Song's family would do that.
Please forgive me, madam, and let us stay with her to make up for our mistakes."
The two maids admitted their mistake, defended themselves, and begged for mercy.
Madam Zhu was very angry when she heard this, and directly ordered the mother-in-law who was standing aside: "Send these two cheap slaves who can't protect the master to twenty pieces and sell them out, so that such useless slaves can stay in the house."
The two maids were horrified and kowtowed to beg for mercy. Their foreheads bled even after they kowtowed twice.
If they were sold out, how could they survive?
Moreover, even if they survive, good families will not want maids like them who are sold out by wealthy families.
If he was bought by that bad family, how could he spend his life in Shangshu Mansion?
Mrs. Zhu winked at the mother-in-law irritably, and the mother-in-law dragged out the two maids who were still kowtowing to beg for mercy.
Looking at her daughter who couldn't stop crying, Mrs. Zhu's eyes were full of heartache: "Don't cry anymore. When your father comes back, he will go to the Song family to seek justice for you."
Song Ziyu, that shameless bitch, dared to pull out her bald hair. Her Zhu family would not let it go.
"Mom, how will I meet people in the future?"
Zhu Xiuhe cried and howled that she would be bald from now on.
"It's okay, it's okay," Mrs. Zhu consoled her daughter while wiping the tears on her face. "Your bald spot is on the top of your head and your hair is tied up in a bun. No one can see it."
"But you can still see it when you put it down! Will Prince Wei dislike me?"
What she is most worried about right now is that Crown Prince Wei will dislike her! And since she is bald, the ladies in the imperial city will definitely laugh at her behind her back.
"No, no," Mrs. Zhu said, "My Xiuhe is so good, so why would Prince Wei dislike you because of this little problem?"
Although Mrs. Zhu said so, she didn't know what she was thinking.
Xiuhe became bald, so it would be hard for Crown Prince Wei not to mind! After listening to Madam Zhu's advice, Zhu Xiuhe became less worried.
"Mom, I want to kill Song Ziyu."
Mrs. Zhu frowned and said, "You can just say this at home, but you can't say it outside. Otherwise, if something happens to Song Ziyu, others will blame you."
Zhu Xiuhe puffed up her cheeks and said nothing.
When the Minister of Industry came back from his post and heard about this, he immediately scolded Zhu Xiuhe.
"The daughter of a dignified second-grade official is fighting with others outside. Zhu Xiuhe, you are really well-educated."
Although Zhu Xiuhe is a proper victim, what does it sound like for the daughter of a second-rank official to get into a fight with others outside?
Rumor has it that both parties have a bad reputation.
"Song Ziyu was the one who made the first move," Zhu Xiuhe said aggrievedly.
"Song Ziyu is crazy for no reason. He will rush up and beat you."
The minister of the Ministry of Industry looked at his daughter with very sharp eyes.
Zhu Xiuhe lowered her eyelids with guilt and said: "She is just crazy, she is a crazy woman.
My daughter has been bald by her, and you still blame me, dad."
Zhu Xiuhe covered her face with her hands and started crying.
The minister of the Ministry of Industry looked at his daughter's wrapped head and frowned so hard that he could pinch a mosquito to death.
"Did anyone from the Song family come to apologize today?"
He looked at his wife and asked.
Mrs. Zhu said: "No."
"Snapped!"
The Minister of Industry and Commerce slapped the table hard, "The Song family is really bullying people."
Song Ziyu plucked his daughter's head off and did not come to apologize. It was clear that he did not take the minister of the Ministry of Industry seriously.
Tomorrow, he will impeach the Song family in the court hall and ask the emperor to bring justice to the Zhu family.