Night Emperor Crazy Concubine

Chapter 209 Who's Married to Whom 4
How can outsiders know that apart from the rules and concepts of the elders and concubines, the most difficult thing to figure out in many cases is actually the human heart.

Yun Tingyu didn't go back to his own Tingyu Building, but went to the ancestral hall——

Mother's words are never allowed to be disobeyed, even if it is only a momentary delay, it is a disrespectful offense to her, so serious that it cannot be forgiven.

Mrs. Yun is not in the ancestral hall at the moment, because she won't know when Yun Tingyu will come back, and she won't wait there all the time.

When the butler reported to the main courtyard, Mrs. Yun was having lunch. Her appetite hadn't been very good for the past two days, so she didn't have a little lunch. After hearing the butler's report, she seemed a little surprised, but her surprise only showed that After turning his head to look at the butler's movement, he took a sip of tea slowly, and then said lightly: "I see, you go down first."

"Ma'am..." The housekeeper hesitated, but he still had the courage to speak out, "Second young master has been helping the emperor with government affairs during this time, and he is often busy until late at night, and sometimes he rushes into the palace after he can't sleep for an hour , the meal didn’t taste good—”

"Go on." Mrs. Yun was not angry because of his talkativeness, but it was obvious that she didn't want to hear more.

The butler immediately stopped talking, bowed, turned around and backed out.

After Madam Yun finished her meal, she asked two handy maids to pinch her legs, squinted on the couch for a while, and when she went out to the ancestral hall, it was already Shen Shi.

The Yun family's ancestral hall is a very complicated existence for her. It used to be a very sacred place, because she likes to set rules for her second son here.

But ever since her eldest son was beaten to death by her husband here, she has inexplicably developed an aversion to this place.

Of course, this distaste doesn't stop her from going in and out of the place.

The ancestral hall enshrines the ranks of the ancestors of the Yun family. The seven generations before here are Feng Cang's powerful left ministers. They have all dedicated their loyalty to the court and the emperor. It can be said that they have completely done it without shame. .

Because of this, the Yun family was filled with a kind of pride, a kind of low-key and reserved pride.

These ancestors of the Yun family also have one thing in common, they all assumed the phase as the eldest son, and this rule has been broken by the two sons until this generation.

Walking into the ancestral hall, I was not surprised to see the figure kneeling in front of the ancestral tablet. Gentleness is the most obvious characteristic of this son. Compared with his wayward elder brother, the second son is undoubtedly more worry-free and more sensible. He is majestic and majestic, and he will never bring the airs of the prime minister back to his own house, let alone in front of his parents. He is gentle and abides by filial piety, respectful and never disobedient.

But even so, he still couldn't make his mother like him.

Mrs. Yun walked to the front slowly with dignified and elegant steps, took three sticks of incense from the incense table, lit them, stepped back, respectfully worshiped the ancestors, inserted the burning incense into the incense burner, and glanced away The incense in the incense burner was obviously just burned out, and then slowly turned around, looking at Yun Tingyu.

Yun Tingyu kowtowed respectfully, touching his forehead to the ground, "Son pays respects to mother."

Meticulous rules, no fault can be found.

"Do you still remember that I haven't greeted him for a few days?" Madam Yun glanced at him, then turned around and walked to the shelf in the corner, picked up a long thing wrapped in brocade, Madam Yun said in a leisurely manner. The lavender brocade on it faded away, revealing a shiny black cane that was as thick as an adult's thumb.

"My son knows his mistake." Yun Tingyu lowered his head, his tone was respectful, and he didn't say a word of excuse.

If he said that he was busy with government affairs, and often didn't return home until midnight, and when he came back, his mother had already fallen asleep, and when he left the prime minister's mansion and entered the palace before dawn, and his mother hadn't woken up yet, would he have escaped this meal? Responsibility?

However, would mother not know this fact?

So, what's the use of justifying?

"Impressive Prime Minister of a country, if the descendants of the Yun family dare to belittle even the most basic filial piety, I really don't know where you have learned the rules and upbringing over the years."

Yun Tingyu still didn't argue, and said in a warm voice: "It's my son's fault, I shouldn't forget to say hello, and ask mother to reprimand me."

Mrs. Yun walked gracefully and calmly to his side, looked down at her second son with a condescending angle, "Did you see Mu Xue in the city today?"

Yun Tingyu didn't seem surprised that her whereabouts were reported to her mother so quickly, she just nodded honestly, "Yes."

"Then you sent her home?" Mrs. Yun's voice added a little coldness.

Yun Tingyu still replied: "Yes."

After the words fell, the sound of a cane breaking the wind pierced into the eardrums sharply, followed by a clear pain on the back, Yun Tingyu's body subconsciously trembled slightly, and then slightly straightened his back, keeping his eyelids slightly drooping gesture of respect.

Mrs. Yun said coldly: "Mu Xue is your brother's fiancée, it's in vain for you to read the sage books for so many years, but you don't know the truth about whether a man and a woman should kiss or not?!"

The hands hanging on both sides of the body tightened unconsciously, and Yun Tingyu couldn't restrain a tingling pain in his heart, and he whispered: "Brother is not willing to carry out this marriage, and Father and Uncle Jun have also decided to keep Mu Xue is marrying her son, please understand."

Mrs. Yun's eyes narrowed when she heard the words, "So, I misunderstood you?"

"My son doesn't dare." Yun Tingyu lowered his head, "It's my son's fault, please teach me a lesson."

Whoosh - pop!

"Not only are you contemptuous of your parents, you have no respect for your elders, and you have completely forgotten the words of sages and sages who are polite, honest and shameful. What have you learned in these years?" Although she is a dignified and elegant lady, Mrs. Ke Yun's attack is ruthless , but it is by no means comparable to ordinary women. Every time the rattan stick falls on the body, a scar will appear on the skin under the brocade clothes.

In just a few words, he raised and lowered his hands, and hit him nearly ten times.

"Occupying your elder brother's position, occupying the power of the prime minister's house, and even occupying your elder brother's fiancee, is this what your father and I have taught you all these years?!"

Following these merciless accusations, the red lips spit out, and the fierce beatings fell on the thin body like a storm, Yun Tingyu's face gradually turned pale, his eyes were lowered, and a strong desolation appeared in his eyes .

Under such family law, any powerful words are nothing but pale sophistry. The deep-rooted disgust from the bottom of his heart is so clear that there is almost no need for any cover-up.

(End of this chapter)