"What do you mean 'just right'? What do you mean 'not distinguishing right from wrong'? What do you mean 'wronged'?" Sheng Yuanhe asked several times, wondering what Su Wenyuan was talking about.
She assaulted someone in public and then claimed that the other person had wronged her? Does she think she's blind?
"You hit someone, isn't that a fact?" Sheng Yuanhe asked, pointing at Su Xian.
He had seen Su Wenyuan's ability to argue and make trouble before, but each time, he was always surprised.
"Not this one!" Su Wenyuan waved her hand, looking indifferent to Sheng Yuanhe's questioning, seemingly unconcerned about hitting someone.
She didn't care, but Su Yuan did. Seeing that Su Xian wasn't seriously injured, he wanted to get an explanation from Su Wenyuan.
Su Yuan stormed up to Su Wenyuan, barely suppressing his anger, and said, "If you come to the Su residence to beat someone and have no explanation, we'll go to the palace right now."
He didn't believe that the Emperor would repeatedly indulge Su Wenyuan.
For various reasons, the Emperor couldn't touch her before, but now that the truth is out in front of him, Su Yuan is determined to teach Su Wenyuan a lesson.
Su Wenyuan feigned reluctance and hesitated, saying, "Isn't it unnecessary? His Highness the Crown Prince is here; is there any need to trouble the Emperor?"
Her reaction makes people think she's scared.
Su Yuan snorted coldly: "Now you know you're troubling the Emperor? When you were dealing with your own brother, why weren't you afraid?"
Su Wenyuan sighed, nodded, and said, "Then let's go, but... don't regret it."
As she turned around, a meaningful smile appeared on her lips.
Sheng Yuanhe immediately became alert, pulled Su Yuan aside, and whispered to Su Wenyuan, "Lord Su, we must not act rashly. We should find out more details before deciding whether or not to meet with the Emperor."
Su Wenyuan's smile just now wasn't out of fear; she was trying to lure Su Yuan into a trap.
Su Yuan angrily said, "This time I must see the Emperor. Even if Su Xian committed murder and arson, it is not her place to chase her here and beat people up."
Seeing that persuasion was ineffective, Sheng Yuanhe could only press Su Xian for answers: "What exactly did you do?"
I'm afraid it could be even more serious than murder and arson.
Su Xian didn't speak. The person next to him handed over the neatly arranged IOU and said, "It is indeed wrong for the Princess to hit someone, but there are some issues here. Lord Su, please take a look first."
The beating and the borrowing of money have absolutely no connection; it all depends on whether Su Yuan is willing to go before the Emperor.
The numbers on the IOU were shocking; Su Yuan looked at them several times in disbelief.
Turning around again, he found more on the table. Just that one glance made Su Yuan stagger, thinking that these IOUs were all there.
Sheng Yuanhe quickly caught him, and someone nearby hurriedly explained, "That's not on the table, this is..."
The man stared at the table full of IOUs, unsure how to explain.
Su Wenyuan kindly said, "Your son has already torn one out. I didn't dare to take out the real one. Before coming here, I had the servants and guards in the manor make several copies so they could tear them up at will."
That explanation is truly embarrassing.
Sheng Yuanhe knew that Su Wenyuan wanted him to do something; she wanted him to help collect debts.
Su Yuan felt guilty; given his relationship with Su Yuan, how could he possibly help Su Wenyuan?
But if he doesn't help get the money, it wouldn't be fair.
After calming down for a moment, Su Yuan asked, "Do you have a promissory note written by him? Where is it?"
Su Wenyuan took out a small amount from her pocket and handed it to Su Yuan, saying, "You wouldn't do what he did and destroy the IOU, would you?"
Su Yuan did indeed have this idea; he couldn't repay such a large sum of money.
Just as she was about to tear it up after reading it, Su Wenyuan took out another one, waved it casually, and said, "You destroyed one, but I have many more. At your age, aren't you ashamed?"
"No wonder your son turned out like this. You taught him by example, didn't you?" Su Wenyuan said with a mocking smile.
Su Wenyuan made many preparations to guard against these scoundrels.
Su Yuan blushed, but still didn't tear it. What was the point of tearing this one?
Sheng Yuanhe began to smooth things over, advising, "It turns out to be just a family matter. Why does Lord Su need to go to the Emperor? What can't be resolved when the family sits down together?"
Su Yuan nodded in agreement and said, "Your Highness is right. I was foolish and acted impulsively just now..."
Su Yuan looked at Su Xian, his anger finally bursting, and rushed forward to strike.
No one stopped him; Su Xian really deserved a beating.
In order to find out what was going on, Sheng Yuanhe had to put on a friendly smile and ask Su Wenyuan, "Princess Consort Chen, what's the deal with these IOUs? Where could Su Xian possibly need so much money?"
"Gambling? If Your Highness doesn't believe me, go ask around at the various casinos and see which one our young master Su hasn't been to?" Su Wenyuan looked at Sheng Yuanhe with a half-smile.
Sheng Yuanhe now wants to fight too, and it turns out it's a casino!
Upon hearing the word "casino," Su Yuan's anger flared even more. Ignoring Su Xian's screams, he unleashed a barrage of punches and kicks.
In the past, Wang would intervene if she saw something, but now the servants in the mansion are unwilling to meddle, and no one will step in without an order.
In the end, Sheng Yuanhe, fearing that someone might die, had the father and son separated.
Seeing that Su Xian really couldn't get up this time, Su Wenyuan added, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is watching. I didn't hit him, so you can't blame me."
It was obvious that Su Yuan hit harder, and now Su Yuan had destroyed the only evidence of Su Wenyuan's wrongdoing—hitting someone.
“Young Master Su is a gambler and deserves to be punished, but why would he borrow money from the Princess?” Sheng Yuanhe was extremely puzzled.
Su Wenyuan said, "It wasn't borrowed from me, but the money came from my hands. Is it okay for me to come and collect the debt?"
Sheng Yuanhe then asked Su Xian, whose face was swollen and whose speech was somewhat slurred. Su Xian replied, "I borrowed it from Sun Gui... how could it be her money?"
Once it was confirmed that a third person had appeared, Sheng Yuanhe understood.
Many people in the capital city are lending money at exorbitant interest rates, since this business is quick and profitable.
But if she were to speak to the Emperor in detail, Su Wenyuan might not be in the right.
Thinking of this, Sheng Yuanhe breathed a sigh of relief. Although the amount of silver was frightening, it wasn't entirely hopeless.
“Princess Consort Chen, lending money to your own brother and letting him gamble? Isn’t that inappropriate if word gets out?” Sheng Yuanhe asked calmly.
He seemed to regain his composure instantly, remaining calm and fearless, daring to confront Su Wenyuan directly and point out her shortcomings.
Su Wenyuan felt both annoyed and amused, and stood up, saying, "Is it inappropriate? Your Highness, let's spread the word now."
"Young Master Su is a gambler, and the money was borrowed from me, Su Wenyuan!" Su Wenyuan shouted, about to take Sheng Yuanhe out to embarrass himself.
Sheng Yuanhe had never been so flustered in his life, and he scurried back to hide.
"Are you sick?" Sheng Yuanhe immediately lost his composure and calmness.
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