A Poisonous Woman from a Good Story

Shen Zhaoying was surprised when she heard the words: "How do you say this? My sister is the first wife of the virtuous king, and she also gave birth to the eldest son. In addition to the support of my Shen family, the position of empress and prince must belong to her mother and son." .”

Father Shen didn't answer his son's words, but asked rhetorically: "If Huan'er's mother's name is wrong, and you will be in a high position in the future, can you really join hands with her calmly and share the glory and wealth?"

Before she finished speaking, Shen Zhaoying jumped up and shouted: "You can't talk nonsense!" For a while, her face turned blue and red, and her voice trembled: "Could it be, is there something wrong with the child in her belly? inappropriate?"

Father Shen hurriedly shook his hand and said: "Don't think about it, I just made up an analogy, let me tell you the truth, your sister was extremely dangerous when she gave birth that day, and later the imperial doctors were not allowed to enter the room for acupuncture to stop the bleeding. No shadows?"

After hearing this, Shen Zhaoying's face turned serious, and she said: "This matter must have been agreed by the virtuous king, and it is understandable. Besides, I know that my sister has always had strategies, and she will definitely be able to eliminate the knot in the virtuous king's heart."

Shen's father couldn't help laughing when he heard this: "Have you always had a plan? It's just a plot against her relatives who are not on guard against her, and then there are small secret tricks to fight for favor in the back house. As for eliminating the entanglement of the virtuous king, I don't think highly of her."

Shen Zhaoying wanted to speak up to defend her sister, but Shen's father stopped him with a wave of his hand, and said: "I am a man, and I know what a man thinks. Let me take you as an example. None of your concubines can keep the fetus in their womb. You know this very well." It was your wife who did it, but for various reasons, you can tolerate her, but as soon as you hear that your reputation has been compromised, you may immediately have the intention to kill her. Comparing your heart with your heart, you will inherit the position of Marquis of Yongning in the future , or by virtue of military exploits, you can go up to the next level and become a prince of the country, but there is a woman who has lost her chastity, but smiles like a normal person, to share this glory with you, can you really bear it? Or your first spouse, the most qualified person, what would you do? Not to mention the emperor who sits on the world."

Although Shen Zhaoying thinks that her sister will definitely solve that problem.But he couldn't help hesitating in his heart, and asked his father, "Then what should I do from my father's point of view?"

Father Shen said seriously: "If you really love your sister, you should suppress the development of King Xian's power from now on. As long as he can't go further, the stain on your sister will not be infinitely magnified."

Shen Zhaoying shook her head: "Princes who have always participated in the seizure of the throne will become benevolent if they are not successful. If the crown prince takes the throne, how can there be good fruit for the virtuous king and his wife?"

"The virtuous king is only showing signs of it now. It will be at least a few years before the crown prince ascends the throne. Maybe the prince will let them go. Besides, the Taizu once set down the ancestral precept that siblings are not allowed to kill each other. The prince will not be unscrupulous. Yes." Father Shen said.

Shen Zhaoying sighed: "Those oaths from the ancestors are nothing, they are not to be killed. They must be imprisoned."

But Shen's father sneered and said: "That's just your sister suffering alone. But if you are the first wife and give birth to the eldest son but you can't become a queen, or you become a queen but die of illness within a few days, leaving a mother in the father's house." The crown prince with a thorn in his heart will inevitably drag the entire Shen family into another battle for the throne in the future, it may not be a blessing to the Shen family if it is successful, and the whole family will suffer if it fails."

Shen Zhaoying thought for a while and said, "This matter is a bit messy. Let your son think about it."

"It doesn't matter if you think about it, the key is before you think it through. Don't treat yourself as a virtuous king, and befriend the prince. Don't always treat people like an uncle."

When his son was about to leave the room, Father Shen said again: "I don't think the virtuous king is a man with the air of an emperor, he can't compare with the grandpa's grandpa, he can't compare with the sage and virtuousness of the current emperor, at most he is just a It’s just a clown. Let me remind you again: when the capital was in chaos, the Wu family lost, and King Chen invaded the capital. I’m afraid he is also responsible for this. Although I don’t have any conclusive evidence, I can see it from some clues. Well, he must have taken the opportunity to go to the crown prince's wings to increase his power, I'm afraid he is complacent now, for a small profit in front of his own eyes, and neglecting the overall situation, he is just a short-sighted and sinister villain."

Shen Zhaoying couldn't help but groaned when she heard this, staggered and almost tripped over the threshold.

Back at Chunhui Courtyard, Mrs. Shen hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Can you help me beg my mother to let those girls go?"

Shen Zhaoying threw his wife away and said, "I really thought that you didn't know what you did in Ludi. Why don't you find someone to take care of those things?" After saying that, she changed her clothes and went out.

Mrs. Shen couldn't help being terrified when she heard this, and stood there in shock.

At night, when Shen Zhaoying came back, she still couldn't make a choice, and finally said to herself: "Forget it, during this period of time in the capital, I only do my best to honor my elders, and I'll just think about it when I get to the south. For long-term things, there is no rush at this moment.”

Thinking of this, Shen Zhaoying put the matter aside for the time being, and the family matter came to her mind again.

On the second day, Shen Zhaoying greeted her mother and took advantage of the situation and said: "It is not a long-term solution for my husband and wife to live in Chunhui Courtyard all the time. Why don't we ask my mother to let those girls go and let them redeem their sins? Our family It's better to move back to live, so as not to disturb grandma all the time."

Mrs. Shen said with a smile: "I was just about to tell you about this. When I punished your wife to kneel in the ancestral hall that day, the girls urged Sister Huan to lead her younger brother to roll around and quarrel with me. Fortunately, Sister Huan is smart, otherwise she will make a fuss, and it will be difficult to say what will happen in her life. Besides, if the two young ones get scared again, I will be caught by the old lady, but this Isn't the price too high, we only know how to instigate discord with the master so that they can profit from it, our family dare not use such a girl."

After hearing this, Shen Zhaoying also felt that those girls could not be tolerated, so she said, "I don't know how mother plans to deal with it?"

Mrs. Shen asked back: "Then what did your wife say, so I can have a reference."

Shen Zhaoying's face turned red, and she said embarrassingly: "She wants to ask her mother to be extra merciful. Although those girls have no credit, they have worked hard, and she begged her mother not to sell them to those places where no one can see them."

Mrs. Shen sneered: "I heard that some of your beloved girls were sold to the brothel dance hall because they quarreled with her, and they didn't know how to accumulate blessings for each of them. Don't worry, I haven't done it so cruelly yet." Have you ever done something like this?"

At that moment, Mrs. Shen called Mr. Zhao, and ordered: "The Young Madam's courtyard will give out some maids. Because their family members cannot be checked, they will decide. As long as they are decent and good citizens of Zhuangshangzi, who can afford two taels of silver as a betrothal money, they will be fined." You can come to ask for a marriage, and the girls can take all their belongings with you.

Director Zhao said with a smile: "Madam is kind, although two taels of silver is a little too much, but one or two pieces of jewelry on these elder sisters can pay for it, and all of them are good-looking, marrying such a daughter-in-law is a lot of money." Said Come on, let's go out to deal with this matter.

Those girls did not expect Shen Zhaoying to come back, but they would still be betrayed.

If you still want to be a girl, that's fine. Even if you can't be an aunt in the future, you can still marry a servant in the house to manage things, and you can still live well.

But now I want to marry a mud leg. Although I have changed from a slave to a good citizen, how can such a vulgar person be worthy of me, and I can't even say that I will have to work in the fields in the future. The more I think about it, the sadder I feel. He even cried loudly.

Since someone went back to Mrs. Shen, Shen Qiujun and the others were playing in the yard at this time, and because they were relatively close, they could hear them clearly.

Shen Qiujun couldn't help sneering: "Everyone is dissatisfied." After finishing speaking, he walked over with Sister Huan.

Seeing Shen Qiujun and his wife coming, the daughters-in-law of all the stewards rushed forward to salute. Shen Qiujun sneered and said, "What is there to cry about? Being a good citizen is no better than being a slave. How many people in the house are envious of you? " Then he said to the stewards next to him: "Look carefully, if someone refuses to accept it and cries endlessly, then leave all her belongings, which will be used to pay off her net worth and the expenses spent in the house over the past few years .”

Before saying a word, all the girls stopped talking. They have some savings in their hands now, ranging from a few taels to nearly a hundred taels, as well as clothes and other things. No matter what, these are for future use , her arms can't twist her thighs, she always has to leave Shen's residence, why should she be used as a gunman again.

Seeing that they had all stopped, Shen Qiujun ordered someone to tell his mother that there was nothing wrong here, and then left with Sister Huan.

Sister Huan couldn't help admiring: "Little aunt is so majestic."

Shen Qiujun smiled and said: "They didn't understand. They were bought by our family to support them. If they are serious, who can not give her a bit of face, just provoke the master to discord, who can tolerate them? It is also your grandmother who is kind-hearted, but they are still not satisfied, and they still want to rule over the master."

Sister Huan nodded half-understood, and said with a smile: "Don't mention this bad luck. I just said that my aunt learned swordsmanship from my father when I was young. Why don't I secretly take the Longquan inherited from our Shen family's ancestors from my father's room?" Bring the sword, how about a little aunt dancing?"

Shen Qiujun said with a smile: "I'll just use a branch to make a gesture. I don't have to use a sword."

Sister Huan shook her head and said sternly: "Didn't you say that you have to have such an appearance in everything you do. How can a branch compare to a sword?"

Shen Qiujun had no choice but to let sister Huan go.

After a while, sister Huan came running from the outer courtyard, holding a long strip wrapped in cloth in her hand, she smiled triumphantly and said, "How about my trick?"

Shen Qiujun took it and it turned out to be the treasured sword handed down by the Shen family's ancestors. He couldn't help but secretly pulled out the sword slowly with all his strength, but saw that the blade was like frost and snow, like a trace of autumn water, and the cold air was overwhelming.

Shen Qiujun simply used all his strength to pull out the whole sword from its sheath. Sister Huan clapped her hands and said with a smile: "It really is a good sword..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but just like Shen Qiujun, his eyes couldn't help staring at the middle of the sword, where there was a deep gap. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)