Abandoned daughter takes charge of the family, so rich that even the best people can't envy

These days, Song Sanzhu wears that tattered monk's robe and has a bald head whenever he has nothing to do. Whenever he hears someone mention the remarriage of Princess Kangle's mother, he starts to curse at them.

At the beginning, he was hesitant and tried to be as polite as possible when scolding people.

My eldest daughter said that you can curse people without using any swear words.

However, he gradually discovered that the noble ladies and young ladies in the capital were all stupid. They would not listen to his polite and reasonable talk, and would only flee when he cursed their ancestors.

Xiao Si beside him said: Master, I didn’t run away. I just didn’t want to argue with a rogue monk like you. I can’t afford to lose face.

So over time, he completely let himself go.

Especially today, two gossipy women gathered together and chatted about their family. They even said that their daughter's mother was a slut, serving two husbands, kissing at the head of the bed and warming feet at the foot of the bed.

Can he tolerate the spicy food next door?

So, Song Sanzhu, with a bald head, seemed to be possessed by Old Lady Song. He pinched his waist and greeted all the female relatives, including his mother, grandmother, and eighteen generations up and down.

When Song Jinxiu arrived, she saw from afar her father's shiny bald head sparkling in the sun.

The guards assigned to him were standing in a row, with their arms stretched out, trying to stop the two young women, who were covering their faces in embarrassment after being scolded, from leaving.

Hey! He is really capable. The scumbag dad and Xiao Qiusheng are worthy of being father and son. They have both got the essence of Old Lady Song.

Song Jinxiu held her forehead with her hand. Could it be that swearing in public is hereditary?

Also, where did he get those tattered robes? Isn't he cold in the middle of winter with his bald head and so little clothing?

Song Sanzhu was not cold. He was cursing happily and his whole body was hot, with sweat even on the tip of his nose.

Just as I was feeling relieved from cursing, I suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of my eye.

Oh no, my dear girl!

Song Sanzhu immediately threw away his sleeves, covered his face and prepared to run away.

"Dad." Song Jinxiu shouted.

The word "Dad" was like a thousand-pound weight falling down, and Song Sanzhu couldn't move his legs anymore.

He slowly turned around and nervously tugged at his tattered robes. "Hey, girl, I was wrong. Please don't chase me away, okay?"

Song Jinxiu sighed inwardly. She glanced at his bald head.

Ouch, my head is red from the cold.

She frowned, took off her Firefox cloak, and was about to put it on him.

"Hey, my girl, Daddy is not cold, you wear it, you wear it."

Song Sanzhu waved his hands and refused resolutely.

Wei Qidong's mouth curled up. Is Princess Kangle so concerned that she's confused? She wants your father to wear a Firefox cape?

He calmly took off his dark green cloak, walked over and put it on Song Sanzhu, and considerately put a hat on him.

Song Jinxiu smiled gratefully at Wei Qidong and said to Song Sanzhu, "Get in the car." It was warm in the car.

Song Sanzhu looked at Wei Qidong curiously, then got into the car nervously.

But in the attic by the roadside, sat the old lady of General Dingguo's mansion and her daughter-in-law, Xie.

The old lady was not feeling well during this period, and Mrs. Xie was also at home taking care of her.

After taking the pills for two days, the old lady finally felt better. Taking advantage of the good weather today, her mother-in-law suddenly felt like going out of the house to relax.

He said he was going out to relax, but in fact he just stayed in his own restaurant and watched the hustle and bustle on the street.

And today I really saw a lively scene.

It's really funny to hear a frivolous monk cursing on the street.

But as I was looking at it, I saw Lao Laizi.

The old lady leaned against the window and pointed downstairs and asked, "Isn't that Dong'er?"

General Dingguo's wife, Mrs. Xie, glanced downstairs and said, "It's my fourth brother."

There is a little girl beside Lao Laizi. Are they shopping together?

Recalling the recent news, the old lady of General Dingguo's Mansion showed a hint of joy on her face and asked, "Is the little girl next to Dong'er the Princess Kangle?"

Xie leaned forward to look and nodded, "It looks like it."

She has been at home taking care of the patient these days and has only met Princess Kangle once.

"Oh, this is Princess Kangle? She's quite pretty, but a little young."

The old lady frowned, and suddenly saw her eldest son putting his cloak on the monk Hua Heshang, and her eyes widened.

Wait, Princess Kangle seemed to have called out "Dad" just now.

No way, this flower monk who is good at swearing is Princess Kangle’s father?

"It's not possible to have this Hua monk as a relative!" The old lady shook her head and sighed.

Mrs. Xie: Mother-in-law, you still despise me? Why do I think it's my fourth brother who's too enthusiastic?

However, if there really is such an in-law...

Xie glanced at Song Sanzhu and couldn't help but shiver.

After watching Song Sanzhu get on the carriage, Song Jinxiu gave the two scolded young women a cold look and asked Song Sanzhu's Xiao Si, "Whose family are they?"

Xiao Si quickly said, "The one in yellow is from the Censorate General's Mansion, and the one in green is from the Sima Mansion."

Song Jinxiu nodded and said to Wei Qidong, "General Wei, I have two cases here. I don't have time to take care of them. I'm sorry to bother you, General."

As she spoke, Song Jinxiu took out a dozen papers and handed them over.

Wei Qidong took it and took a look, and couldn't help but twitching his lips.

He glanced at the two women sympathetically, then said sternly to Song Jinxiu, "I will personally hand it over to Lord Sun Fang, the Jingzhao Yin. I will have this case thoroughly investigated."

Treasure Hunter Junjun: "Master, the son of the Chief Censor committed a crime. Can he escape punishment?"

Song Jinxiu sneered, "Since ancient times, a son must pay his father's debts, and a son's debts must be paid by his father. He can't possibly escape unscathed."

The Cangwu laws clearly stipulate that officials who condone their children to commit crimes will be severely punished, including but not limited to exile and deportation.

As for the Sima family, the crime of the prince consort being guilty of theft was already established, and just repaying the silver owed to the princess's mansion was enough for them to bear.

After saying goodbye to Wei Qidong, Song Jinxiu got on the carriage.

In the carriage, Song Sanzhu huddled in the corner anxiously.

Song Jinxiu frowned: "Are you afraid of me?"

Song Sanzhu glanced at his daughter's face: Is it better to say she is afraid or not afraid?

Song Jinxiu couldn't bear to watch the scumbag father act like a child afraid of being beaten. She pointed at his clothes and asked, "Tell me, what's wrong with your clothes?"

Song Sanzhu pulled at his tattered cassock and muttered, "I exchanged it with a monk."

Song Jinxiu leaned against the wall of the car, looked at him and asked, "Do you want to be a monk?"

"no no no"

Song Sanzhu almost jumped up and quickly waved his hands, saying, "I don't want to be a monk. I'm just pretending, really, pretending."

My daughter, Daddy really doesn't want to be a monk. He tugged at his tattered robes and hurriedly explained, "I'm just angry about the rumors. Your mother is a good woman, and I don't want people to say that about her."

Song Sanzhu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his daughter's expression soften.

Sure enough, as long as she says something good about her mother, the daughter will be in a good mood.

Humph! This girl is so biased.

Seeing his daughter's face looking better, Song Sanzhu's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "I want to find a place for your mother. I just lost my hair, so I came up with an idea. I will dress up as a monk.

"A monk's six senses are pure. I've become a monk, so why can't I let your mother remarry? They can't say anything more, right?"

After saying that, he emphasized: "That girl, I pretended to be a monk, I just pretended."

Song Jinxiu: "Do you know the saying that trying to hide something only makes it more obvious and ultimately counterproductive?"

"Ah?" Song Sanzhu looked at his daughter bewilderedly. "I really mean well."

Song Jinxiu sighed. She knew that her father was not smart and was also stubborn. But now, she could not hate him anymore.

Forget it, let’s talk about it when we get home.