The favorite of the royal group: the money-loving little ancestor soared to the top by selling talis

The banquet was officially opened. The guests liked the banquet at Jiangjun Mansion the most. The dishes were rich and had unique tastes that could not be tasted anywhere else.

Just go to Yipinge, where you can barely get a few flavors.

There are twenty tables in the hall, and the remaining twenty tables are placed in the inner courtyard, because the guests here are all female relatives.

There were five luthiers playing the qin in the hall, a girl singing, and three girls dancing.

The situation is the same in the inner courtyard, there is no favoritism.

……

Several people appeared outside the gate of the General's Mansion.

"Grandpa, what's going on at uncle's house? The door is closed." Shen Qingqiu looked at the closed red door of the general's mansion with suspicious eyes. What was even more strange was that there was no sound at all in the mansion.

So unusual.

"It's strange. Didn't you agree to invite us to have a drink? Why is there no servant or guest at the door? The house is also quiet, it doesn't look like we are having a drink."

Shen Zhongsheng looked at the General's Mansion in confusion, unsure of the situation, but the next second he felt that Shen Hong was teasing him. Maybe the General's Mansion didn't hold a banquet, or maybe he wasn't sincerely inviting him and his second wife.

A fire of resentment ignited.

"I'll ask someone to knock on the door. There should be someone inside." Shen Shaosheng waved his hand and asked his book boy to knock on the door.

Old Mr. Yang snorted coldly: "I think Uncle Shen doesn't take us seriously anymore. Sheng Lang, look at us. We just came a little late and they closed the door.

Why are we still going? Give them face. "

"Mom, please stop saying a few words!" Xiao Yang advised her, lest she cause any trouble with the General's Mansion today, and if she gets into trouble with the General's Mansion, she would be an enemy.

You must know how precious Shen Hong is to his little girl. Such an important day as the first birthday gift must not be ruined.

She still wanted to enter the general's mansion, but she hadn't seen Shen Hong in a long time.

Old Yang shook his sleeves to prevent little Yang from touching him. "Stay away from me! I'll get annoyed when I see you. You'll kill my son, you broom star, you damn monster."

"Mom, why are you scolding me again? You treat me like this every day. Have I committed something unjust, killing someone or setting fire to something?"

Yang squeezed out two tears, lowered his eyes, and wiped them gently with a handkerchief.

"Why can't I scold you? I still want to beat you. Huh! Vixen, my son was killed by you, why don't you die!"

Old Yang's eyes widened with anger, and he wished he could drink Yang's blood and eat Yang's flesh.

If she hadn't been his biological niece, the only flesh and blood of his eldest brother, he would have ridden her on a wooden donkey and dumped her body in a mass grave for wild dogs to eat.

Hearing their grandma scolding their mother again, Shen Qingqiu and Shen Shaosheng frowned.

"Grandma, how can you get angry at will and scold my mother at will?"

"We are outsiders here. Grandma, if you don't give us two brothers and sisters face, it's also because of grandpa's face. If you lose face, we will lose face too.

If you are proud, you will be honored; if you are damaged, you will be damaged. Can’t you remember this truth? "

Old Yang became even more angry after being scolded by his grandchildren. When he was about to retort, he was glared at by Shen Zhongsheng.

"Shut your mouth outside. If you embarrass me, don't go back to the Protector's Mansion."

"Master -" Old Yang flattened her mouth, and secretly pinched her thigh with her sleeve hand, which made her squeeze out a tear from the pain.

"No, Master, how can the slave embarrass you?" She was really distressed, but she couldn't say it out, so she could only break her teeth and swallow it in her stomach.

"Hmph! Get them all back!" Shen Zhongsheng's original bad mood became even worse when Old Yang messed him up.

He planned to secretly get out of the carriage on the way back and go to the brothel to meet the old prime minister for a day of fun.

"Oh." Seeing that he had succeeded, Old Yang couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. He took Shen Zhongsheng's arm and walked towards the carriage. She didn't want Shen Zhongsheng to attend that money-losing guy's birthday party, and the whole family couldn't attend.

She would wait to see Shen Hong's family embarrassed in front of everyone in the capital, and for him to be laughed at by his colleagues in the court.

Shen Qingqiu and Shen Shaosheng shook their heads helplessly and glanced at the quiet general's mansion. At Old Yang's shout, they reluctantly got into the carriage.

Yang stood there blankly looking at the general's mansion. She wanted to knock on the door and ask about the situation, lest anything happen to Shen Hong.

But she didn't have the courage.

"Are you going to leave? You're a bitch, you're showing off outside, you're crazy about a man? Don't go back to the palace if you can." Old Yang lifted the car curtain and insulted Yang loudly.

"Grandma, what are you doing? Shut up and stop scolding." Shen Qingqing went crazy and slammed down the car curtain.

Originally, she wanted to beat old Yang, but thinking about her reputation, if she really beat him, she would probably end up with the reputation of an "unfilial granddaughter" in her life.

Ancient times were so feudal, and once she was burdened with this infamy, she would never be able to turn around in her lifetime.

In Shen Qiong's eyes, Yang is the biological mother of her body, but no matter how important she is, blood is thicker than water, she is still not as important as herself.

Shen Shaosheng closed his eyes and meditated.

He couldn't figure out why his second wife's condition had gotten worse and worse over the past six months, and he didn't know which joint had the problem.

Shen Zhongsheng's face was livid, and he slapped Old Yang hard on the face. He glared angrily: "Shut up! You vicious woman."

Almost made him angry to death.

In the past three or four months, Yang's temper has gotten worse and worse. He had never seen her curse before, and she was even polite to her servants.

Why has there been such a sudden change?
Forget it, he doesn't care.

In fact, he didn't have the ability to take care of it, nor was he too lazy to take care of it. He might as well go outside and play.

Shen Zhongsheng is already in his fifties and has finally found his way into the position of Lord Protector. He just wants to enjoy himself and live in the present.

Who knows how many more years he can live?

In addition, after living separately from his eldest son Shen Hong last year, no one was watching or controlling him. There was no shortage of property, so he learned everything about pornography, gambling and drugs.

Shen Zhongsheng also liked drinking. He would go home drunk every day. He would curse and make trouble, making the Lord Protector very upset.

Old Yang covered his face and looked at Shen Zhongsheng in disbelief, his dry lips trembling:

"You hit me? Shen Zhongsheng, I have been with you for decades, and in exchange for a slap from you."

She couldn't believe he would hit her?

It has been more than thirty years since she was sixteen years old and she has been with him. She has received nothing but a beating from him?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, you dare to hit me, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't dare to hit me, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Shen Zhongsheng pretended not to hear, leaning against the car window and looking at the scenery outside.

Shen Shaosheng's ears were ringing and he was annoyed by Old Yang's crying, so he simply helped her up.

"Grandma, please stop crying. Grandpa didn't mean it. You were too noisy."

Shen Qingqiong hugged old Yang and comforted:
"Grandpa really didn't mean it. Grandma, please stop crying. If you are still crying, then Qingqiong will be crying too."

"Mom, please stop scolding me. I will listen to you in everything from now on..." Mrs. Yang walked to the carriage while crying, and was helped into the carriage by the boy.

Knowing that old Yang was slapped by her father-in-law, she felt very happy, but she still had to pretend to be pitiful.