Chapter 163 Min Qiao Shi Unleashes Her Power
Madam Min Qiao's sharp gaze swept across the room, and she snorted coldly, "I've only been gone for half a day, and you've already set your sights on my Songhe Hall? What, do you really think I'm dead?"
Finally, his gaze fell on Min Rong, and he sneered, "What? You want to say this wasn't your idea?"
Min Rong was immediately ashamed that Min Qiao had guessed his secret. He had indeed subconsciously wanted to explain.
"It wasn't your idea, so you just stood by and watched others disrespect your mother? Is this how you, the Marquis of Xuanping, act? Don't you have any opinions of your own?"
Madam Min Qiao curled her lips sarcastically, "Or is it that you secretly wish someone would stand up and teach your old mother a lesson? That's why you let a bunch of servants bully your old mother?"
"Let me guess, you're probably ecstatic right now, aren't you? All the pent-up frustration you've had with me for so long has finally been avenged. Aren't you happy?"
Min Rong's dark thoughts, which he himself was unaware of, were thus revealed mercilessly by Min Qiao Shi.
Everyone was so frightened that they didn't dare to breathe.
After the initial shame and embarrassment, Min Rong quickly recovered and knelt down before Madam Min Qiao with a thud, sincerely saying, "Mother, I had no such intention! How could I watch you be humiliated? I had no choice! Steward Ding has a handwritten letter left by Father. I couldn't disobey Father's wishes!"
Madam Min scoffed, "Pah! Just because he says it's your father's handwritten letter doesn't mean it's his handwritten letter! These days, is it so hard to find someone who can imitate handwriting?"
"Besides, even if that letter really was written in your father's own handwriting, it was written before he died. Could he have foreseen what would happen after his death? How could he be so certain that the decisions he made before his death would be good or bad for the current Marquis's mansion?"
"Have you been a marquis all these years for nothing? Don't you have a brain?"
Madam Min gave Old Steward Ding a meaningful look. "You grew up by your father's side since you were little, and were personally raised by him. Yet you are so stupid that I'm starting to doubt whether your father even put his heart into teaching you!"
Upon hearing this, Min Rong was filled with shame and indignation. His face turned red and then white, then white and then black, changing unpredictably like a color palette.
Just then, someone among the crowd who had been silent finally couldn't stand it anymore.
"Grandmother, is Father still your biological son? Why are you humiliating him like this?"
The speaker was Min Changzhong, the eldest grandson of Min Qiaoshi.
His face was full of anger, and his eyes were filled with accusation.
“Father has already said that it wasn’t his idea to make the servants of Songhe Hall kneel as punishment. Why are you still so relentless?”
“My father has always been a dutiful son, never daring to disobey my grandmother in the slightest, and naturally even less daring to disobey my grandfather who raised him! Even though my grandfather has been gone for many years, my father still strictly follows his last wishes. Is there anything wrong with that?”
Min Changzhong spoke with conviction, his expression conveying an air of self-righteousness and fearlessness.
Madam Min sneered, "What right do you have to interrupt when your elders are speaking?"
As he spoke, he instructed Ajiu and the others, "Give him a few slaps and teach him what rules are."
Ajiu and Wenxiu were about to step forward when they received the order.
Just then, Old Steward Ding finally bowed and said, "Madam, please calm down."
Madam Min gave him a cold look and asked, "Do you have something to say?"
Butler Ding nodded, "This old man has a few words to say to the Madam."
Madam Min Qiao responded indifferently, "Oh, wait. Let me teach my unfilial son a lesson before I listen to your nonsense."
After saying that, he gave Ajiu and the other two a knowing look.
The two rushed forward, and A-Jiu kicked Min Changzhong in the back of the knee, sending him sprawling to his knees. A-Jiu was strong and pressed down on Min Changzhong's shoulder, who was still struggling, rendering him unable to move.
Upon seeing this, Wenxiu quickly raised her hand and slapped Min Changzhong four or five times with both hands before stopping and retreating behind Min Qiaoshi with Ajiu.
When Wu saw her son being beaten, she wanted to step forward, but Min Yuexi held her tightly, preventing her from stopping it.
Despite her brother being beaten, Min Yuexi wasn't worried at all; her gaze remained fixed on Min Qiaoshi from beginning to end.
From the news that came back from the Annam Marquis's residence, to the sudden return of Steward Ding with his men in a menacing manner, she had already foreseen that something big was going to happen in the Marquis's residence.
She thought that Old Ding's housekeeper was targeting the He family, Min Yuerui, or the Lu family and their group.
To her utter surprise, the first person Old Ding, the housekeeper, would target was her grandmother!
To her utter surprise, her father listened to the advice of Steward Ding and allowed the guards and servants of Songhetang to do as they pleased!
She didn't know how Old Steward Ding had persuaded her father, but she knew that if anything happened to her grandmother, her father would definitely not fare well! The Marquis of Xuanping's mansion would also suffer!
She desperately wanted to dissuade her father from making a second decision and to stop those people from harming the Songhetang people, but she was just a powerless woman, and no one would listen to her.
All she could do was wait silently for her grandmother to return home, and sincerely hope that her grandmother could punish Old Steward Ding and regain the initiative.
As expected, her grandmother did not disappoint her.
Whether in her past life or this life, whether she controlled the power of the Marquis's mansion or not, her grandmother could easily manipulate everyone.
In their past lives, if they hadn't all joined forces to put on a show for their grandmother, if they hadn't bribed Feixu, who was by her side...
Min Yuexi shook off the thoughts in her mind and looked intently at Min Qiaoshi.
After Ajiu and Wenxiu finished teaching Min Changzhong a lesson, Madam Min Qiao turned around gracefully, lifted her foot, and walked towards the main hall.
Upon entering the hall, Madam Min Qiao ignored Min Rong and the others who followed her in, and went straight to sit in the main seat, saying to Steward Ding with a disdainful attitude, "Say what you have to say."
After saying that, before Old Ding, the housekeeper, could speak, she added, "Get to the point. I don't have much time, and I don't have time to listen to your nonsense."
Even though Old Steward Ding had lived a long life and seen many storms, and considered himself to be well-mannered, he was still quite angry at Min Qiao's attitude.
His chest heaved violently, and it took him a long time to gradually calm down.
He let out a long sigh and said in a cold but respectful tone, "Madam, the late Marquis gave an order that if you act strangely or do anything detrimental to the Xuanping Marquis's residence, I should step in to assist the Marquis and persuade you."
"Persuasion?"
Madam Min scoffed. She knew it; that old schemer Min Ji, who was still plotting even after his death, definitely had a backup plan.
"How do you plan to persuade me?"
Madam Min looked coldly at Steward Ding, then at Min Rong, and said disdainfully, "Bribing, punishing, or intimidating the maids around me? Making them monitor me? Control me? Imprison me?"
"Is the next step to let me die quietly?"
Min Rong was startled and quickly shook his head: "Absolutely not! Butler Ding said that he only asked my mother to stay at home to recuperate and reduce the number of times she goes out."
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