Remarry 9,000 Years Old

Ning Su couldn't help but almost laughed out loud because of this sentence.

He quickly turned his head away and suppressed his smile by clearing his throat.

The polite mask that Pingyuan Hou was wearing suddenly cracked. In the past, Ning Su had never bothered to argue with him about these things. Unless it was a huge mistake, even if he didn't say it to his face, he would directly help him to correct it afterwards.

So when Shen Nanqiao said this, he felt a little confused for a moment.

Shen Nanqiao chuckled. In his previous life, Ning Su was too easy to talk to.

Because of the little bit of kindness in the past, he cleaned up the mess for this group of people time and time again.

Some people are like this, when they receive favors from others, they not only don't know how to repay the favor, but over time they feel that it is their due, so they become more and more demanding and keep asking for more.

Now that she had subtly turned the game around for Ning Su, she felt a lot better.

Upon seeing this, Old Lady Ning immediately scolded Marquis Pingyuan, then turned to Shen Nanqiao and said.

"It was because I didn't take good care of the children that today's disaster happened. But we are a family, and even if our bones are broken, our tendons are still connected. In this matter, the Seventh Brother must help."

Old Lady Ning was proud of the fact that she had once taken care of Ning Su, so he had to give her some face.

Shen Nanqiao bowed.

"I am not very knowledgeable and I don't understand much, but if I help you, it's a favor, but if I don't, it's my duty, right?" She looked up at the different expressions of the people in the room, "Why should I say that?"

The old lady's smile froze on her face. She never expected that Shen Nanqiao would directly set her back.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the new bride, who had just married into the family the previous year, speak again.

"This matter was originally the prince, oh no, now I should call him Young Master Ning, it was all his own fault, the emperor is very perceptive and didn't vent his anger on my husband." She patted her chest, "It's too late to avoid trouble right now, how can I take the initiative to get involved?"

Old Lady Ning calmed herself down and knew that Shen Nanqiao was not an easy person to deal with, so she slowed down her tone.

"The emperor's family still has three poor relatives. Even if a distant relative who is begging for money comes to visit, as the mistress, it would be difficult for you to turn him away, right?"

Shen Nanqiao smiled.

"First of all, I'm not the mistress of the Pingyuan Marquis's Mansion, so I don't know the rules of our mansion. Secondly, if it's just to ask for money, giving some money is really not a big deal." She paused meaningfully, "But think about it, old lady, is this the same as committing adultery in broad daylight in the palace?"

The old lady was caught by her and gritted her teeth, secretly hating Ning Ziyu for not living up to his expectations and allowing someone to take advantage of such a big loophole.

But there is no other way now.

"Seventh Brother's Wife, you have just come in, so you may not understand some things. When the Seventh Brother was brought into the palace, he was just a little kid. I was the one who ignored my own child and raised him little by little until he grew up..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Nanqiao exclaimed in mock surprise.

"Does the Marquis's Mansion require the mother to take care of the children herself? Even a third-rank official like my father has nannies and wet nurses for his concubines' sons and daughters. If you don't believe me, ask Aunt Shen."

The old lady was choked and her face turned blue.

Shen Nanqiao felt happy in her heart. From the very beginning, she was quite dissatisfied with the old lady's attitude of holding on to her favor.

If I had treated Ning Su sincerely, perhaps things would not have come to this point.

In the final analysis, it was all the fault of the Pingyuan Marquis Mansion. Without a traitor in the family, there would be no external evil.

It would be a blessing for their ancestors if she didn't pursue today's matter. If Ning Su had continued with his previous energy, Ning Ziyu would have died eight hundred times.

"Aunt, you can't say that. Mother has really put a lot of effort into raising my uncle!" Pingyuan Hou looked like he was about to cry.

Shen Nanqiao suppressed the nausea in his heart.

"According to the Marquis, because the old lady has done a favor to my husband, he has to take the blame even if the whole family is to be executed, right?"

Pingyuan Hou paused and murmured in a low voice.

"Isn't this a serious crime that would lead to the execution of the entire family?"

"If anyone is found to be committing adultery in the palace, men will be beaten with a hundred sticks, exiled, and women will be sold as official slaves." Shen Nanqiao raised an eyebrow, "The emperor is magnanimous, but that doesn't mean the crime is light. Is the marquis pretending to be stupid?"

The old lady felt a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart. It was the most difficult to deal with such a person because she would not be persuaded by any persuasion.

A punch is like hitting cotton. No matter whether you are using moral blackmail or a conciliatory policy, she will always find a way to get the better of you with little effort. She will even choke you at the end and leave you stuck in a dilemma.

Everyone fell into a brief silence. Old Lady Ning really couldn't think of any excuse, so she finally put on a stern face, stood up and walked to Ning Su's side.

"The Marquis' Mansion has been established for a hundred years, and there has never been a time when anyone's title has been revoked. This is going to become a joke in the court. You can't just stand by and watch him die!"

As he said this, he was about to kneel down.

Shen Nanqiao was quick-witted and quick-handed. He pulled Ning Su to the side and avoided the kneeling.

"Isn't this a bit too much, old lady?" Shen Nanqiao's face darkened. "It's a new year, why bother making things awkward for everyone?"

"So do you agree or not?" Having already risked her old face, Old Lady Ning decided to just go for broke.

"Since the old lady is so stubborn, I will convey your message to you when I go to see the emperor after dawn."

Ning Su, who had remained silent the whole time, was slightly startled. She didn't even have to attend the morning court on the first day of the new year, so why was she going to the palace to meet the emperor?

The old lady was frightened by these words, and thought to herself, considering the level of respect Shen Nanqiao has received recently, even the palace banquet can be entrusted to her, so what precedent can't be broken?

Thinking of this, I felt like I was in a dilemma, neither standing up nor kneeling.

Shen Nanqiao kindly offered a way out.

"A blessing in disguise. Since the Queen Mother has given you a verbal marriage, you might as well accept it happily. Although you lose the title of Crown Prince, you gain a grandson's wife, so this deal is not a loss."

The Marquis's wife couldn't bear to hear this and immediately became angry.

Her son is a handsome man with an elegant appearance. If it weren't for the scheme of that little bitch Su Wan'er, it would not be impossible for him to marry a girl from a second or third rank official's family.

Wasn't Shen Nanqiao, who was originally going to marry her son, from a third-rank family?

The most important thing is that the girl had a rich dowry.

Look at Su Wan'er again, a girl from a ruined marquis's mansion. She is not the only legitimate daughter in her family. How much dowry can she gather?

Thinking of this, I felt more upset.

Pingyuan Hou hurried forward to help the old lady up. Seeing that his mother's face was ashen, he felt something was wrong and did not dare to say anything more, for fear that Shen Nanqiao would say something shocking again.

The old lady stared at Ning Su with tears in her eyes.

"Seventh Brother, you really want to watch the fire from the other side of the river and not care about this matter, right?" She wiped the corners of her eyes, "At the 7th hour of the twelfth month, how can you face our ancestors? People will point fingers at you and say that you forgot about your family after you got married!"

This is a bit too much.

Ning Su, who had remained silent the whole time, finally spoke softly.

"In my house, the Madam has always had the final say. Her opinion is my opinion."

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Old Lady: Are you proud of being henpecked?

Ning Su [with confidence]: Being afraid of one's wife is a traditional virtue, isn't it something to be proud of?