"Why? Ask your good daughter what she did?" Zhao Ningsong pointed at Zhao Qianhua who was still lying on the ground and said angrily.
"This is just a banquet!" Mrs. Zhao defended her daughter.
Zhao Ningsong looked at her incredulously. "Attending a banquet? Was she going to a banquet? Was she invited? She just rushed to go. Have you ever seen anyone attending a banquet without bringing a gift? Does my Zhao family need that little gift?"
After saying this, he slumped down in his chair again, "That's great! The Emperor had originally planned to let me inherit the title, but now she's ruined it all. I've lost my title and my official position."
Mrs. Zhao was really anxious now. "Master, why is this happening?"
Zhao Ningsong told the story again, and now Mrs. Zhao was in no position to plead for her daughter.
He raised his head irritably and saw Zhao Qianhua still lying on the ground, and a surge of anger suddenly rose up again.
"Why are you still lying there, getting in the way? Why don't you just get out of here? I'm tired of just looking at you."
Mrs. Zhao quickly asked the maid to help her daughter down. Now that her master had lost his title and official position, she was really afraid that he would beat her to death.
The two maids were carrying Zhao Qianhua like a dead dog, and just as they reached the door, they were stopped by Zhao Ningsong.
"Wait, what gift did Tian Mingwu's daughter send to the Gu family?" He then looked at Mrs. Zhao and said, "Tomorrow, follow the same rules and give one set to each of the Gu and Tian families."
Hearing this, Zhao Qianhua paused, and her face, which was beaten red and swollen, instantly lost all color.
"What are you standing there for? Speak!"
Zhao Ningsong shouted loudly, and Zhao Qianhua was so scared that she collapsed to the ground, stammering for a long time without being able to utter a word.
Zhao Ningsong frowned, "What's the use of you?" He pointed at Zhao Qianhua's personal maid and said, "You say."
The maid knelt on the ground and trembled as she said, "Yes, it's the Liuli Eternal Life Lantern."
Although she didn't know what a glazed immortal lantern was, just hearing the word "glazed" told her it wouldn't be cheap. Mrs. Zhao took a deep breath. Fortunately, although glazed was expensive, her family had some. But, "What is an immortal lantern?"
The maid fell to the ground in fear, shaking like a sieve. "The everlasting flower is, it's a flower that never fades. The lamp is, it's a night-shining pearl. And, there's also incense that smells like real flowers."
"hiss……"
The Zhao couple took a deep breath. This glass, the undefeated flower, the night-shining pearl? Wasn't it rumored that the Tian family was poor? Why would they send such a precious gift?
"Rebellious girl!" Zhao Ningsong slammed the table and rushed to Zhao Qianhua, punching and kicking her. Two maids tried to stop her, but were kicked to the side and couldn't get up.
Mrs. Zhao reacted and hurried to hold her master back, but Zhao Ningsong slapped her in the face. "You've taught me such a good daughter. I don't think she'll stop until she ruins the Zhao family."
"Master? Are you going to beat Qianhua to death?" Mrs. Zhao covered her burning face and was shocked when she saw the furious Zhao Ningsong.
Zhao Ningsong laughed in anger, "beating her to death is a light punishment."
Then he thought of something and looked at Madam Zhao with a sinister look, saying, "Don't you feel sorry for this rebellious girl? Fine! Now you can deal with the trouble she caused yourself." Then he added, "Don't touch the storehouse in the mansion."
Mrs. Zhao understood. This meant she was going to have to use her own dowry. Fine, since she was the one who doted on her daughter, she accepted it. Although she felt bad, she could still accept it. But she didn't expect something even more heartbreaking would happen the next second.
Zhao Ningsong said, "Hand over the storehouse keys and account books. From now on, let Aunt Xu worry about these trivial matters. Madam, please focus on disciplining your children and prevent them from doing such immoral things again."
Madam Zhao looked at him in shock and asked, "Master, you don't believe me? Are you going to strip me of my stewardship?"
Zhao Ningsong turned his head away with a guilty look on his face. "As a husband, I feel bad for you, my wife, because you're so tired. You have to teach the children and manage the household at the same time. It's hard to do both."
Madam Zhao, however, didn't believe his lies. She stared at him intently and shouted, "Zhao Ningsong, do you still have any conscience? I've worked hard for this family my entire life, and you're going to take away my stewardship just for this little thing?"
Zhao Ningsong frowned and pointed at Madam Zhao, saying, "Who allowed you to address me by my full name like that? So this is how you teach your daughter? I think you should stop teaching her. Go back to your room and reflect on this."
"You want to ground me? Zhao Ningsong, I'm not done with you."
Madam Zhao said as she rushed forward and started to struggle with him. Zhao Ningsong was caught off guard and her scratches left several bloody wounds on his face. His hair was also torn apart, and the jade hair crown fell to the ground and shattered.
Zhao Ningsong was completely enraged. He kicked her in the stomach, knocking her to the ground. The intense pain left her speechless. Still unsatisfied, Zhao Ningsong strode forward, pulling her hair and punching her in the face.
The culprit of all this was currently huddled in a corner, watching his own mother being beaten for defending him. Not only did he not step forward to help, he didn't even dare to say a word, for fear of getting into trouble. He was so heartless.
By the time the maids and servants outside heard the noise and came in, Madam Zhao had already been beaten to a pulp. Her once-well-maintained face was now red, swollen, and covered in blood. Her fine clothes were filthy and disheveled. She lay motionless on the ground. If only her chest had still been rising and falling, everyone would have thought she was dead.
Seeing the servants coming in, Zhao Ningsong clapped his hands and stood up, and ordered casually: "Help the lady and the young lady back to their rooms to rest well."
Then he sent for Concubine Xu and told her to go to the First Lady to get the key to the storehouse and the account book, and to deal with the gifts for the Gu and Tian families.
Aunt Xu was dizzy from the huge pancake that suddenly fell from the sky. After leaving the main hall, she pinched the maid's arm and asked her if it hurt.
The maidservant was also good at reading people's expressions and immediately cried out, "It hurts."
Aunt Xu was happy. It was like cakes falling from the sky while one was sitting at home!
Regardless of the lateness of the night, they immediately rushed to the eldest lady's courtyard with their maids, servants, and servants. They not only stole the keys to the storehouse and the account books, but also her private money and the deeds to several shops.
Although the eldest lady was furious, she had no choice because Aunt Xu had obtained Zhao Ningsong's permission. Not only did she have to pay for the gifts to compensate the Gu and Tian families, but she also had to pay for the medical treatment for her and her daughter.
Aunt Xu took the things and left, and also dismissed all the maids and servants in the eldest lady's courtyard, leaving only a rough servant to take care of the half-dead eldest lady and Zhao Qianhua.
In less than one night, the wind direction in the Duke's Mansion changed. The former wealthy and glorious lady left nothing behind except a useless daughter.
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