Marry a concubine? Reborn to move out of the mansion and marry a general

Zhenguo Gong was in the study, listening to his eldest daughter-in-law telling the story of what happened for the third time.

"Qing'er is young and hot-tempered. She said some unpleasant things. Although I tried to persuade her to stop, father knows that she has a different temper from my sister-in-law. She speaks her mind..."

"Humph!"

Before Madam Ning could finish her words, the Duke of Zhenguo slammed the table heavily:

"Arrogant, unreasonable, stupid as a pig!"

Madam Ning glanced at her husband and lowered her head to hide her expression: "Qing'er is innocent and naive, but she is still a little young. With more experience in the future, she will definitely be a good wife of the clan!"

"A clan wife?" The Duke of Zhenguo said coldly, "It's been two years since she came of age, and there's no one to propose marriage to her. Which clan wife would she be? Which ancestral hall would dare to accept her incense?"

These words were said in an extremely harsh way, totally unlike the loving attitude he usually showed towards Ning Ziqing.

The Duke of Zhenguo spent his entire life in the military, but he had to give up his military power and retire from the battlefield due to injury.

So he has a bad temper and gets angry when things don't go his way.

Back then, Ning Weizhou refused to recognize his ancestral roots, and when he came back he almost beat Ning Nanshun to death!

But the Duke of Zhenguo rarely gets angry with the younger generation and can be considered kind.

Although he could not say that he had a deep affection for his only granddaughter, Ning Ziqing, he did give her more indulgence.

The second wife relied on this and often asked Ning Ziqing to speak ill of the first wife's two sons in front of the Duke of Zhenguo.

Madam Ning was usually quiet, but she was very angry.

Now, hearing the Duke of Zhenguo say this, he was secretly happy, but he didn't dare to show it on his face:

"Don't worry, father. The Spring Examination will be held after the New Year. We will find a good student among the students by then. Family background doesn't matter, as long as the person has good character!"

"What are you talking about, sister-in-law?" Ning Nanshun stepped into the room with a look of surprise on his face:

"What do you mean by family background doesn't matter? Can my Qing'er be worthy of a poor scholar?"

Madam Ning was so panicked that her face turned pale. She quickly stood up and apologized: "I was wrong..."

Ning Beian frowned: "Even if your sister-in-law is wrong, father is here, what are you doing?"

Ning Nanshun had already been upset by his wife, and now he felt even more aggrieved. He could no longer bear his temper, so he pointed at his elder brother and said:

"Don't think I don't know what you are planning. You just want to sell my Qing'er so that you can find a backer for your eldest wife!"

"If you, the eldest branch, are incompetent, just hand over the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion!"

Ning Nanshun was a carefree person to begin with, and now that he had found the chance, he just yelled out everything his wife usually complained about!

Ning Beian's face flushed with anger. He stood up to argue with him, but in the end he just bowed his head and knelt down in front of the Duke of Zhenguo:

"My son is incompetent, please let the father take charge!"

Ning Nanshun was in high spirits, waiting for Ning Beian to say something back so that he could continue.

Seeing Ning Beian acting like this, I suddenly realized what was happening and shuddered!

I looked up anxiously, and only saw once,

"Pfft"!

Ning Nanshun knelt much more firmly than his brother!

"Father, I didn't...that's not what I meant..."

He made a rambling excuse and finally fell to the ground.

Ning Nanshun himself didn't even realize how bold he was, actually bringing up the issue of inheritance of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion in front of his father!

A few years ago, Ning Bei'an was already the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo, but his two sons were mediocre in talent and could only hold idle positions in the Ministry of War. They did not even have to report for duty.

But the two sons are honest and simple-minded. They go to work regularly every day and dare not miss a day.

The Duke of Zhenguo values ​​Ning Weizhuo very much, and everyone can see that if Ning Weizhuo is willing to return to the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, the title of Duke will undoubtedly be his!

So the Second Madam Ning complained every day that since the title would belong to their second branch sooner or later, why couldn’t it be Ning Nanshun’s now?

Ning Nanshun heard a lot, and seeing how incompetent his elder brother and nephews were, the thoughts in his mind became more and more inflated!

"You want to seize your elder brother's position as the crown prince?" The Duke of Zhenguo's rough face showed no emotion.

Only those who are very familiar with him know that this is the calm before the storm.

Ning Nanshun naturally knew it, and wailed in his heart, thinking that he would not be able to escape from this beating today!

"What are you doing? Why is Nan Shun kneeling?" Old Madam Ning exclaimed as she entered the room:

"The ground is cold, your waist and legs are not in good condition, get up quickly!"

As he said this, he threw away his crutches and was about to support his youngest son.

Madam Ning rushed forward and grabbed her husband's arm.

"Hurry up and get up. Father wants you to kneel. I'll do it for you!"

Before Ning Nanshun could stand up, Madam Ning II knelt down and covered her eyes with the handkerchief in her hand:

"Qing'er is seriously ill and can no longer recognize people. My husband and I just want to ask father to take a note to invite the imperial physician. I don't know how I have upset father again? Although Qing'er is a useless daughter, she still has the blood of the Ning family..."

"Shut up!" Ning Nanshun lay on the ground, gritting his teeth.

When had Madam Ning ever heard her husband speak so harshly in front of outsiders?

I was stunned for a moment and even forgot to shed tears!

"Master, it's just about inviting an imperial physician. Why are you so angry?" Old Madam Ning was very distressed. She walked to the chair and

But then the Duke of Zhenguo slammed the table hard, and with a few crisp "clang" sounds, the cups and plates fell to the ground!

"You stand over there too!" The Duke of Zhenguo pointed to the center of the field, but his eyes glanced towards his wife!

Old Madam Ning was confused and looked around helplessly, only to see that Madam Ning was so scared that she was standing by the door, with her head lowered and not daring to breathe.

"master……"

"Stand next to your son!" the Duke of Zhenguo roared.

Old Madam Ning was both terrified and ashamed. The door was filled with servants from the mansion. How could she face people with her old dignity in the future?

"I'm not even dead yet, and everyone wants to be the head of this family!" The Duke of Zhenguo's eyes were cold and vicious, and he glanced at his old wife:

"Back then, I tried hard to persuade myself to let go of Zhou'er's matter, but I didn't expect that you would discuss changing the crown prince behind my back. It seems that you have the final say in the Zhenguo Mansion!"

Madam Ning cried out for injustice, but her eyes were evasive: "Master, it's not true. Who is it that is gossiping in front of you again? He should be kicked out of the room with his tongue!"

As he spoke, he looked at his eldest daughter-in-law, wishing he could go up and pinch her a few times!

"Nan Shun, you heard it, your mother thinks that you should be ripped out of your tongue and kicked out of the house!" The Duke of Zhenguo sneered.

Ning Nanshun kowtowed vigorously: "My son dare not, my son dare not!"

Old Madam Ning was dumbfounded!

Finally, she couldn't help but slapped her youngest son on the back: "We were just talking in private, why did you bring it up with your father?"

Madam Ning felt panicky and out of breath, her eyes rolled back and she fainted!

"Go find the court doctor quickly!" Old Madam Ning stamped her feet anxiously.

"No one is allowed to go!" The Duke of Zhenguo sat at the head of the group, extremely cold:

"If she wants to faint, then just faint. Is there a lack of places for her to lie down in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion?"