Chapter 453 Zhuang Shihan, what are you crazy about?
Mo Jinchuan took out a letter from his sleeve, handed it to Song Yanxi and said, "She has no choice."
As the daughter of a duke, Zhuang Shihan also has the title of princess, and owns countless fields and shops.
If she doesn't want to, few people in this world can force her.
unless……
Song Yanxi's eyes flashed slightly, and she quickly opened the envelope.
The more she read what was written in the letter, the more frightened she became.
Seeing the last line of words, her face turned cold and she cursed: "This lunatic!"
Mo Jinchuan took out a fire starter and blew it up, then took the letter from Song Yanxi's hand and placed it on top.
The flames quickly swept up, making the words "intent to marry" particularly conspicuous.
The more Song Yanxi thought about it, the angrier she became. She slammed her hand on the table, "A defeated party is still dreaming of using peace talks to propose a marriage alliance. Years ago, the prince should have ordered General Qiu to lead the border troops north to seize two cities from him and see if he dares to ask for such a request!"
Mo Jinchuan was amused by her indignant look, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he said with some surprise: "I thought you hated Princess Shihan."
Song Yanxi admitted frankly: "It's annoying."
Meeting Mo Jinchuan's surprised eyes, she frowned and said, "Let's put it this way. Although I hate her, I don't want to see her, a woman like her, fall into Wen Qi's hands."
Thinking of the rumors she had heard along the way that Wen Qi was in love with Zhuang Shihan, she said with disgust in her eyes: "A beast like him who enjoys torturing women deserves to go to the eighteen levels of hell and be cut into pieces.
Are all the princes of Liang State dead? To think that this guy has taken over the Eastern Palace and become the crown prince of a country."
Song Yanxi felt the hairs on her body stand up just thinking about it.
Meeting Mo Jinchuan's dark eyes, her heart sank, and she asked tentatively, "Those princes of Liang?"
"Some are dead, some are disabled, and if I remember correctly, there is another person who has lost his mind and is imprisoned in the dungeon."
The fight for the throne is bound to involve fratricide, but such cruelty is unprecedented.
Wen Qi is simply an evil ghost in human skin!
Zhuang Shihan deserved retribution, but she shouldn't have fallen into Wen Qi's hands and been treated like an animal.
In fact, they are worse than livestock.
Seeing her face pale with fear, Mo Jinchuan said, "Don't worry, father won't fulfill Wen Qi's wish."
His eyes grew colder, "The defeated party has no right to make demands."
Having said that, there was a voice in Song Yanxi's heart telling her that this matter was by no means that simple.
Because just by being ruthless and cruel, he cannot hold the position of crown prince firmly.
What is most frightening is a person who is both crazy and smart.
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Fu Shou Tang.
Lin Tingfeng waited for Old Madam Lin for half a day, until the sun set and night fell, but he still did not see Zhuang Shihan.
He was worried, so he asked someone to call Nanny Zhang to come and serve him, and planned to go to the palace himself.
The servants stood there motionless, their expressions indescribably strange.
Lin Tingfeng's face suddenly turned cold. "Are you deaf? If your ears are useless, you might as well cut them off and feed them to the dogs."
The servant's face turned pale, and he knelt down, saying, "General, calm down. It's not that I don't want to invite you, it's that I can't come!"
"Can't you invite him?" Lin Tingfeng's face turned even colder, with more viciousness in his eyes, "What a wicked old slave, relying on having served my mother for many years, he usually acts cunningly and slyly, but now he doesn't even take me seriously.
Drag him here, put him in my mother's yard and beat him severely!"
This action is clearly intended to make an example of someone.
The servant trembled and said, "General, Aunt Zhang passed away before the New Year."
Lin Tingfeng frowned, "Leave? Where are you going?"
If he remembered correctly, both Nanny Zhang and her late husband were slaves who had signed death contracts in the general's mansion.
Not to mention the couple, even their children were considered the property of the general's mansion.
Without the master's permission, even taking a step out of the general's mansion gate is considered treason, and even if you are beaten to death, you will not be bound by the laws of Da'an.
Where can she go?
The servant stammered, "Dead...dead."
Hearing this, Lin Tingfeng was stunned for a long time before he searched his mind for this unpleasant memory.
With a gloomy face, he ordered, "Withdraw two taels of silver from your account and give it to her son. Ask him to buy more paper money to burn for her during the Qingming Festival."
Just as he finished speaking, a mocking female voice rang out from the door.
"General Lin is truly kindhearted. He treats the old servants in the mansion with such compassion. If she knew about this in the afterlife, she would definitely not forget you, her good master."
When Lin Tingfeng heard Zhuang Shihan's voice, his face lit up with joy, but his face turned cold after he heard what she said.
These words were clearly reminding him that even if Nanny Zhang became a ghost, she would not let him go.
Lin Tingfeng said coldly, "That old servant failed to do his job properly and broke the porcelain bowl given by the emperor as part of Song's dowry. If mother does not punish him, and His Majesty holds him accountable, everyone in the general's mansion will be punished."
He can still tell what is important and what is not.
Hearing him speak with confidence and as if he was completely concerned about the overall situation, Zhuang Shihan couldn't help laughing out loud.
She asked with amusement, "You don't really think that an old servant would be so bold as to spill the hot porridge that the general's wife specially prepared for my mother-in-law, do you?"
She stared at Lin Tingfeng without blinking, and said quietly, "If that's the case, she shouldn't have died of illness, but of stupidity."
Hearing this, Lin Tingfeng's already ugly expression became even uglier.
No matter how slow he was, he would be able to understand what Zhuang Shihan meant.
That old slave was probably pushed out by his mother to take the blame.
But it was someone else who actually destroyed the imperial gift.
Lin Tingfeng turned around stiffly and looked at Old Madam Lin who was still unconscious lying on the bed, with extremely complicated emotions.
He thought about the years after his father left home, when his mother had to take care of the three of him and his siblings, as well as her elderly grandparents.
Life is really hard.
Seeing that his father had not been back to Beijing for several years, the uncles and aunts from the side branches wanted to plunder the few treasures in the mansion in both open and covert ways.
A cousin even entered the general's house under the pretext of taking care of the mother and son, attempting to stay in the general's mansion.
He even boasted to his friends after getting drunk that the general's mansion would belong to him in the future and would be used for his son to marry and have children.
In the middle of the night, his mother took her to sharpen a knife outside the door of the house where her cousin was staying.
It takes the whole night to grind.
Three days later, the cousin moved away with a look of horror on his face.
Afterwards, word spread in the capital that General Lin Zhongquan's wife was fierce and jealous, and had driven her husband away, leaving her a widow.
If it were any other woman, she would have been driven to death by these rumors long ago.
But his mother didn't. Not only that, she also relied on the unprofitable shops and land in the mansion to raise the three siblings despite the strange looks from others.
Even if she is strong enough, there are always times when she cannot keep an eye on things.
From childhood to adulthood, Lin Tingfeng has seen countless people's cold eyes and heard countless gossips like "Your father doesn't want you."
So he understood since he was a child that if he wanted to live well in this world and not be bullied by anyone, he had to grit his teeth and work hard to climb up.
When he stood at the highest point, all he could see were people submitting to him.
Lin Tingfeng sighed, turned around and wanted to speak for Old Madam Lin, but he caught a glimpse of a bright yellow roll coming towards him.
He quickly reached out to take it, and his expression suddenly changed, "Zhuang Shihan, what are you crazy about!"
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