Madam Zhang couldn't believe she heard these words from Zhang Hui. "Does that mean Yun'er and Jing'er's husbands are dead, and you want them to be buried with them?!"
Zhang Hui kept a straight face and didn't say anything more. Madam Zhang laughed angrily, "So Yun'er and Jing'er won't, but you're willing to let Qing'er die!"
"What's wrong with having rules to restrain her!" Zhang Hui was also furious and shouted at his wife, "Do we really have to let her cause another disaster and ruin our whole family?"
His youngest daughter is his Achilles' heel; even after so many years, he still can't bear to hear her name.
"Even if Qing'er has done something wrong, hasn't she atoned for all the suffering she's endured over the years? Do you really want to ruin her entire life for her?!"
Madam Zhang shouted, almost hoarsely, "I do not agree to this marriage!"
Zhang Hui was also quite angry. At this moment, he especially understood the ancient saying that "women and petty people are the most difficult to deal with." He stormed off in a huff.
Walking down the street, Zhang Hui heard everyone talking about the donations to the girls' school, which angered her again. That Zhang Qing was just messing around! What kind of girls' school was this? A woman's virtue lies in her lack of talent! Education only brings harm to others!
Feeling troubled, Zhang Hui entered a tavern, intending to drown his sorrows in alcohol. He had only drunk two cups when he saw the Crown Prince walk by on the street. Zhang Hui frowned. Where was the Crown Prince going?
Zhang Hui peeked out, wanting to see what the Crown Prince was up to, when someone called out to him from behind. He turned around and saw the old man, the Minister of Works. What a coincidence!
Zhang Hui snorted irritably, "The Minister of Works is here to drink too?"
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