Chapter 51 I Will Not Forgive
"Mother went to Bianjing Prefecture to file a complaint yesterday because she was afraid that my maternal grandparents would be fooled by the servants and do something wrong."
"Mother did all this for the sake of Grandpa and Grandma's reputation; it's all for your own good."
"If it's according to your grandfather's wishes, and it's for your own good, then your mother is not wrong. Why are you hitting her?"
Li Nanke's crisp voice echoed in the flower hall.
"Ah, I know, my maternal grandparents wanted both my mother's money and a good reputation, so they wanted to beat her to death."
Vice Minister Song's expression changed.
"Nonsense, when did I say I was going to kill her?"
"I've already said it, I'm just educating her, it's for her own good."
"You're just a kid, you don't understand, don't talk nonsense."
Li Nanke clenched her little fist.
"I don't believe it. Hitting someone is for their own good. Does that mean I can hit my grandfather now?"
Before she finished speaking, she grabbed the wine pot on the table with lightning speed and smashed it directly at Minister Song.
She was too fast; Song Shilang didn't have time to react.
With a "bang".
The teapot smashed into Minister Song's chest, the lid fell off, and the freshly brewed hot tea, mixed with tea leaves, spilled all over him.
Hiss~
Minister Song jumped up from the scalding heat, gasping for breath.
However, he accidentally stepped on a shard of teapot that had fallen to the ground, slipped, and fell flat on his back.
He fell backward onto the broken porcelain shards, letting out a scream of pain.
"ah!"
"master."
Madam Zhang's expression changed, and she quickly stepped forward to help Vice Minister Song.
Before he even got close, his foot slipped and he fell headfirst down.
He crashed heavily onto Minister Song, who was just getting up.
The shards of porcelain were embedded in Zhang's back by the blow.
"ah!"
The screams of Vice Minister Song nearly lifted the roof off.
Startled, Xueying, who had been kneeling next to Shen Cong, jumped up abruptly.
"Are you alright, sir?"
Zhang hurriedly tumbled off Vice Minister Song and helped him up.
Minister Song's face was twitching with pain. His blue robe was covered with tea leaves and tea stains on the front, and four or five pieces of broken porcelain were stuck in his back.
Fresh blood dripped down the broken porcelain shards, staining the blue robe a purplish-red.
No one expected Li Nanke to break through and defeat Minister Song.
The air was silent for a moment, then Minister Song flew into a rage.
He pointed at Li Nanke and cursed him angrily.
"You scoundrel! I am your elder. How dare you, a junior, hit your elder?"
Li Nanke stared with her round, grape-like eyes, her little face filled with confusion.
"Why can't juniors hit elders? It was my grandfather who taught me this. Hitting someone is for their own good."
I'm doing this all for my grandfather's good.
"You...you kneel down!"
"Huh? Do you have to kneel down after hitting someone? Did my grandfather kneel down after hitting my mother?"
"You...you!!"
Li Nanke waved her little hand seriously, interrupting Vice Minister Song.
"I'm doing this all for my grandfather's good, but he doesn't need to thank me. I'd feel embarrassed."
"Should I thank you?"
Minister Song was furious; his hand trembled as he pointed at Li Nanke.
Li Nanke spread her hands and sighed.
“My grandfather doesn’t want to thank me, and I won’t force him.”
After all, not everyone can be like me, a polite and filial child.
Then, changing the subject, she asked with a curious expression, "But as the Vice Minister of Rites, how could my maternal grandfather be so ignorant of etiquette? Does His Majesty know this?"
She turned to look at Shen Cong, who sat at the head of the table with his eyes slightly closed.
With a clap of her hands, she exclaimed, "Oh dear, the Prince is here! The Prince knows now, and His Majesty will probably know soon too!"
Shen Cong's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.
A cold gaze fell on Li Nanke's face, sending a chill down one's spine in an instant.
Li Nanke wasn't afraid at all. Instead, she grinned at him, revealing two small dimples.
Now that we've agreed to Shen Cong's conditions, we should make the most of them.
Shen Cong's lips twitched slightly, and a soft "hmm" escaped from his throat.
Minister Song's face turned pale, and cold sweat instantly poured down his forehead.
They didn't even care about the pain in their backs.
The selection of the Minister of Rites is still under consideration. If Prince Xuan says something to His Majesty at this time, he will have no hope of being promoted in the future.
In that instant, he suddenly felt a little annoyed.
I shouldn't have called Song Yi back just because of Zhang's tearful complaints; it was too impulsive.
We should wait until the investigation is over before discussing this further.
For the sake of his career, Vice Minister Song was able to bend and stretch. Although he felt aggrieved, he still gritted his teeth and looked at Li Nanke.
I forced a smile.
“Grandpa misspoke. He hasn’t been feeling well these past two days and has been acting a bit hastily. He shouldn’t have hit your mother.”
Li Nanke pursed her lips.
"The person my maternal grandfather should apologize to is not me, but my mother."
Vice Minister Song nearly broke his teeth from biting so hard.
What kind of logic is there in this world for a father to apologize to his children?
This is truly a reversal of the natural order.
He couldn't understand how he had been tricked into this mess by that brat Li Nanke, but now he was stuck and had no choice but to back down.
Holding his breath, he looked at Song Yi and said in a muffled voice, "This time, I was wrong. I shouldn't have hit you."
Since being helped in, Song Yi has been sitting blankly in the chair.
Not moving at all.
Hearing Minister Song's impatient apology, she trembled and looked up.
Her pale face was devoid of color, her swollen eyes stared blankly at Minister Song, and a tear slid down her cheek.
His lips moved, uttering four words.
"I will not forgive!"
"You! You bastard, how dare you!"
Minister Song was so angry he almost jumped up.
I can't believe Song Yi would say something like that.
He has already apologized, how dare she not forgive him!
Is it because she's timid and cowardly?
What about her crying and sobbing?
Song was so angry he wanted to curse, but before he could finish speaking, Li Nanke interrupted him.
“It was wrong of me to smash my grandfather’s things, and I apologize.”
Grandfather, you don't have to forgive me, I won't be angry.
She pointed at Minister Song's face and asked curiously, "Grandfather, is your face so pale because Mother hasn't forgiven you?"
"Oh my, really? Even an eight-year-old like me knows that an apology doesn't necessarily guarantee forgiveness."
"Grandpa, don't you understand such a simple principle?"
“Grandfather, aren’t you the Vice Minister of Rites? You don’t even understand such a simple principle? Does His Majesty know it?”
Vice Minister Song…
My head was buzzing, and my vision was going black in waves.
At this moment, Vice Minister Song had only one thought.
Who's going to shut this brat's mouth?
He was so angry he was about to explode!
Minister Song pressed hard on the table to barely keep himself from falling, his teeth almost breaking from biting them, before he managed to squeeze out a single sentence.
It was said to Lady He, the wife of the Marquis.
"Now that the person has been found, the Song family will not keep any more guests."
"Someone, show them out!"
Madam He looked at Li Nanke, waiting for her to make a decision.
Although Kerr is mischievous and naughty, she has always been very polite.
It's clear he was really angry just now; I wonder if he's calmed down yet.
Of course it didn't disappear.
Li Nanke puffed out her cheeks, pointed outwards with her little hand, and a smug look appeared in her eyes.
"We would like to leave, but we're afraid we won't be able to leave anytime soon."
The real show is about to begin, Grandfather, are you ready?
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