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There is a lot of movement here, and some people have noticed it one after another. Everyone's eyes are looking at this place vaguely, and their ears are also perked up.

Pingyang Hou Shizi made a private life-long contract with a commoner woman, and openly brought her to his house on the day of his father's funeral to force her into marriage!

In the hall where guests were coming and going, he openly contradicted his mother!

This Mrs. Pingyang Hou is actually not afraid of people’s jokes and is just tough!

And where are the two remaining young masters of the Pingyang Marquis Mansion? Where is the legitimate daughter? On the day of my father's funeral, my mother and eldest brother had a quarrel, and these three were not even seen. Is it really okay?

Everyone looked serious on their faces, but in their hearts they sighed—your house is really in chaos.

If Zhao Jin knew what they were thinking, she would definitely say that she did it on purpose.

What's wrong with making people laugh? If she doesn't make a fuss about barbecued pork, her son will also make a fuss. The result of her scruples and not daring to make a fuss is that Xiao Bailian actually gets her way, and the position of the crown prince's wife is confirmed, and the joke will be even bigger later.

She can't even save her life in the hands of a bad man and a woman!

So she has no scruples at all. She is the elder anyway. In this era where filial piety is paramount, no matter how reasonable the barbecued pork son is, he will not be able to prevail, let alone that he is not reasonable at all!

She watched coldly as her son with barbecued pork helped Bai Yaoqing up with a distressed look on his face, and turned to look at her with a hint of resentment in his eyes.

Zhao Jinli ignored him, only looked at Bai Yaoqing, and said directly: "Young lady, you are serious. You are not my nephew and junior, and secondly, you are not my servant. How can I punish you?"

Hearing this, Bai Yaoqing's eyes instantly filled with tears, as if she had been hurt, and she said in a low voice: "Yao Qing knows that she has a humble status and is not worthy of brother Chengzhi. Today she just heard the bad news and deeply feels that Lord Hou has treated us and other common people

The people are so kind to protect me. I want to come to pay homage to the Marquis and kowtow to the heroes who are loyal to the country and the people. I have no idea at all. I just hope that my wife will tolerate the people's daughter for a while, and then leave after the people's daughter has finished offering incense.

There won’t be any delay.”

This was said very beautifully, and many people present looked at him with gentle eyes.

Zhao Jin looked at her calmly: "That's the case, then please ask the girl to move and burn incense outside the house."

Bai Yaoqing was stunned.

The maid responded to the situation and said: "Our Lord Marquis died in the war for the country. Many people mourned him sadly. Therefore, the Marquis Mansion specially set up a desk outside for people to offer incense and worship. Don't you know, girl?"

Hearing this, Bai Yaoqing's face immediately turned pale, looking extremely ugly.

These words also made many people react. They all came from the deep house and compound. Who is the fool? They are all ordinary people. They can worship outside, but you have to follow their son to kowtow at home?

Tsk... The whole capital knew about the abacus.

Bai Yaoqing suddenly received many meaningful glances.

After all, she was just a little girl. She had never experienced such a scene, and she couldn't help but feel a little more aggrieved and resentful. She and her brother Chengzhi were in love. His father passed away, and she just wanted to come to pay homage. Why was she

What do you mean by such unbearable thoughts?

Can the place where people worship can be compared with the worship of her prospective daughter-in-law?

Her eyes drooped, and tears fell down involuntarily, looking at Chu Chu pitifully and touchingly.

"Enough!"

Pei Chengzhi's eyes were blurred, and he felt even more sorry for his sweetheart. He turned around and glared at Zhao Jin: "My mother has always been aggressive. My son knows that nothing he does can please you, but on a day like today, you still want to make others laugh."

? Before the father’s body is cold, the mother will attack her son and cause the Pingyang Marquis Mansion to lose face?!”

These words are not unimportant, nor are they words that a son should say to his mother.

Zhao Jin's eyes turned completely cold.

"Brother Chengzhi, don't say that." Yao Qing pulled his sleeve, "Mrs. Hou is sad because of his death. You are the heir, and you should support the Hou family. Even if your elders did something wrong, you can't

It hurts their hearts like this..."

"You are just too kind!" Pei Chengzhi held her hand and sneered, "Sad? My father never cared about my mother, so how could she be half sad because of his sudden death?"

When Zhao Jin heard this, his eyes widened slightly, as if in disbelief, and then his voice deepened: "Asshole!!!"

Along with this angry rebuke, came a loud slap.

Zhao Jin's eye circles turned red instantly, and tears welled up in her eyes. She looked at Pei Chengzhi in disbelief through her hazy tearful eyes: "...Is this how you miss me?"

Pei Chengzhi was stunned. He was stunned for a moment before covering the left side of his face that was hit sideways, with anger in his eyes.

He was about to say goodbye to Zhao Jin when he looked up but was shocked by the turbulent emotions in her eyes and froze in place.

"Master Hou doesn't care about me?"

Zhao Jin's choked voice was full of disbelief: "I have been husband and wife with Mr. Hou for sixteen years, and we have always had a deep relationship. He protected me from wind and rain, I gave birth to children for him, he fought on the battlefield and served the country loyally, so I fought him

The Lifu Mansion has guarded the rear, and we have had a tacit and deep relationship for seventeen years... but you don't care about it? He passed away suddenly, and I was heartbroken several times, and I wished I could go with him... But I can't even die for love.

No, if we just go like this, ignoring you brothers and sisters, and go underground, he will definitely blame me, how can I make him feel uneasy even under the spring?"

"Chengzhi, did you see it?" Zhao Jin looked around at everyone around her with red eyes. For some reason, those who caught her eyes subconsciously avoided her.

Pei Chengzhi didn't know why.

Zhao Jin suddenly laughed: "Mrs. Pingyang Hou plays tricks and is restless at home. Everyone in the capital knows it, and no one wants to be affected by it... Don't I know that I have a bad reputation?"

"I know."

She looked at Pei Chengzhi: "Don't I want to live a comfortable life, don't I want good friends and confidants? Am I willing to be alone, with many friends in the capital, and all my contacts are fame and fortune?"

Pei Chengzhi's face was touched, and he clenched his hands into fists: "Then why, why..."

"Why is it still like this?" Zhao Jin followed his words and looked directly at him, "Because I want my husband to have a bright future, I want my son to have few bumps in the future, and I want my daughter to marry well.

People don’t have to bow to power in this life, this explanation...are you satisfied?"

Her voice was very soft, and even trembling a little if you listened carefully.

Pei Chengzhi froze instantly.

"I don't care about your father?"

Zhao Jin's eyes were red and his voice was hoarse: "If I didn't care about him, why would I have to work hard for ten years and end up in a situation where my reputation is ruined and everyone avoids it?!"

When she finished speaking, there were several people in the hall, but they could hear the drop of a pin.

Everyone was stunned on the spot and could not react in time.

The Marquis of Pingyang is dissatisfied with her status and loves to play tricks. This is a well-known fact in the capital, and it is also the reason why she is not popular and has a bad reputation. Everyone only thinks that she is high-spirited and does not want to stop at being a Marquis. Most people look down upon her.

If she doesn't like him, she would be even more ashamed to associate with him.

But now...the gap between the truth and the truth is too big, and they just feel ridiculous for a moment.

But if you think about it carefully, Mrs. Pingyang Hou was quite popular when she was a girl. She became snobbish and vain only after she got married.

As for a married woman, what can she do if she continues to work in the business? The value of a woman is determined by her husband's status. If she wants to take a step forward, will she become Pingyang Marquis or Pingyang Duke, or even Pingyang King?

For a moment, the whole hall was silent.

The inherent impression for more than ten years has made everyone want to think that Mrs. Pingyang Hou is working for herself.

But looking at the woman in the center who was dressed in plain clothes with red eyes, I really couldn't say anything selfish about her.

Unknowingly, Zhao Jin's eyes were full of tears, but they stubbornly refused to fall down. His red eyes were extremely pitiful: "Since he left, I can't sleep at night. When I close my eyes, I can see his shadow. But

I can't see him, I can never see him again...I have been suffering from the pain of separation and death, living like a walking zombie, and you actually think...I don't care about your father?"

She said the last words very softly, but it made people's hearts tighten inexplicably.

Pei Chengzhi also gradually relaxed, as if he couldn't bear it: "I..."

"Chengzhi, not all emotions must be expressed through words so that all living beings can hear and see them."

After saying this, she seemed extremely tired, her feet gave way, she took a step back, and fell down on the golden nanmu coffin beside her.

She was stunned for a long time, then raised her hand to touch the exquisitely crafted coffin. Her movements were as gentle as if she was worried about waking someone up. Her eyes were lingering, and the intense and straightforward emotions in her eyes moved everyone's heart.

If such strong and passionate feelings are not love, then what else is?

Zhao Jin slowly closed her eyes, and two lines of clear tears fell down. Although the emotion in her eyes could not be seen clearly, it made people feel the unforgettable grief and despair.

"Master Hou, I made a mistake. After a hundred years, I will definitely come down and make amends..."
Chapter completed!