When Brother Wang Zhaodi heard this, he almost fainted, and said with a crying voice: "Brother Pan, have you forgotten the earnest teaching of the "Book of Filial Piety"? 'If you don't say anything about it, you can't say it if it's not the way,' it is very inappropriate and contrary to the precepts. ”

"These eight words are for teaching the princes of the world, and I am a common man, so why not?"

Wang Pandi sneered: "Besides, being a parent, but participating in the buying and selling of other people's sons, is this really 'Tao'? My parents first 'wrong', why can't I say 'illegal' later? ”

Brother Wang Zhaodi was so angry that he blushed: "If you dare to speak today, you will dare to say that you will go out tomorrow!" In the Analects, someone stole a sheep and was caught by his son. The sage disagreed with his approach and thought: 'The Son is hidden from the Father' is the 'Straight'. Why can't you remember the teachings of the saints? ”

Wang Pandi threw the book in anger and said loudly: "If you don't say it, it's okay, I just wanted to ask, what kind of rooster and dog thief is also worthy of being called a saint!" So, don't learn! ”

Between the two, the rhetoric became more and more intense, and the atmosphere became more and more tense.

The other two young girls, called "Thinking Brother" and "Coming Brother" respectively, were so frightened by the quarrel between their sisters that they cried.

Sleepless watching this scene outside, he did not comment for the time being because he did not know the full picture.

Suddenly, in the moonlight, a listless maid carrying a lantern approached.

Sleepless at night, he hurriedly turned around, hid behind the osmanthus tree, and hid his figure.

The maid walked into the study and said cowardly, "Second Miss, the mistress wants you to go to her room to listen to the training." ”

I only heard Wang Pandi shoot the case and said: "The Wang family has four sisters, why do I go to listen to the training every time!" Am I not her own? ”

After some persuasion by Wang Zhaodi, Wang Pandi finally reluctantly went with the maid.

Sleepless followed closely, lifted his feet, and flew to the roof of the tiles.

This house is not small, compared to Changsha Tan Jingcheng Mansion, it is not much better.

And there are many places hanging "I am good at raising my heroic spirit" Mencius Haikou, sleepless at night remember, Tan Mansion only one place like this, inevitably dwarfed.

In the courtyard of the main mother, I waited for Wang Pandi to enter the room without sleep, and after the maid retreated, she found a convenient place to hide, dipped her fingers in saliva, pierced the window paper, and looked into the house.

In the room, a scribe in Tsing Yi and a woman of about forty years old sat on the main couch.

The scribe in Tsing Yi wore a scarf, a folding fan in his hand, and a hairpin on his head, fanning the wind of loneliness.

It should be chic and dignified, but in winter, fanning is pretending to be pretentious, which is too heavy, and it looks very violated.

Sleepless just smiled coldly.

The woman is holding a high bun, squinting her eyes, and her body is plump.

In her arms she was holding a swaddling cloth wrapped in gold wire, on which hung several pieces of jade that had been resold from Khotan.

Outside the swaddling clothes, a Fushou brocade is covered, shining brightly under the lights.

When I looked at it at night, the sparkling brocade was actually caused by the inlaid jewels! Among them, there is a rather large pearl that seems to have a priceless price.

is so rich and graceful, it really echoes the "home of diligence and thrift" inscribed on the study.

As soon as Wang Pandi entered, the plump woman looked fierce and shouted at her: "Kneel!" ”

Resolute attitude and no room for doubt. The tone was cold, cold to the tip of the heart.

Sleepless at night, Wang Pandi did not kneel, but bravely raised his head and questioned: "Mother, what is my sin that I have to kneel down and speak?" ”

The woman was not angry, but asked coldly, "You answer: What are the three outlines?" ”

Wang Pandi replied truthfully: "The king is the minister, the father is the son, and the husband is the wife." These are the three outlines. ”

"In this case, the mother makes the son kneel, why doesn't the son kneel?"

"That's also the father for the son, but I've never heard the mother for the son!"

Wang Pandi was not afraid, turned his head to look at the Tsing Yi scribe, and said with a smile: "Dad, I beg you to be okay, you make my mother not make me kneel, so that even if one day the saint adds 'mother is also son' and expands the three outlines to the fourth outline, but the husband is still the wife outline, she is in charge of me, you are in charge of her, but I am still exempt from kneeling." ”

After listening to it all night, I couldn't help but smile, and I liked Wang Pandi's little sister a little.

Of course, this kind of liking has nothing to do with the feelings of men and women, just appreciating her outspokenness.

The scribe in Tsing Yi put away the folding fan and said, "Nonsense!" ”

But he didn't embarrass her much, but comforted the woman: "No matter what, it's a piece of meat that fell from your body, how can your mother and son become more and more enmity when they see each other?" ”

The woman sneered, "How can you be inferior to the enemy! If it weren't for the fact that she was a daughter, your royal family always lacked a son, how could you marry a new woman? If the newly married can have a son, I will also regard it as my own, and inherit the royal family business in the future, and I will also be regarded as my mother.

But your concubine is good, and you did it against me, and only gave birth to two daughters. Now that I think about it, everything that is unfortunate is caused by this money-losing goods, how can I not see her as if I met the enemy! ”

The scribe in Tsing Yi had nothing to say, but Wang Pandi's immature face was already two tears rippling, like the continuous rain that could not stop falling on the eaves of spring.

"Mother! You say this about me, but there is still a trace of kinship? ”

The woman looked at her, her eyes full of fierce light: "Since the Song Dynasty, Wu Yue, the people between the two lakes, there has been a trend of drowning baby girls, if I don't think about the love of flesh and blood, I would have drowned you a long time ago, you have become a water ghost now, and now you are sinking in the cold water, waiting to take which short-lived ghost into the water to replace you, so as to reincarnate!" How can you come to a rich and noble family like the Wang family to have a walk, with fine clothes, food and jade, and no worries about food and clothing! Do you think I have any affection for you? ”

As soon as these vicious words came out, Wang Pandi's tears were collected for a while.

She wiped the tears from her face, straightened her waist, and trembled all over her body, like a cat that had been greatly injured but was tenaciously alive.

She said sadly and firmly: "You dare to drown me!" I memorized it very well, and the law of the "Da Ming" stipulated, 'All grandparents and parents who kill their children and grandchildren will be given 70 rods and one and a half years in prison'. In Chenghua, Emperor Xianzong taught: 'If the woman who gave birth is still drowning, Xu Neighbor will raise her head and go far away!' ’”

The daughter retorted like this, and the woman was so angry that she trembled like chaff, stretched out her fat hand, pointed at Wang Pandi, and said, "Good dog guts!" Come on, I'm going to slap you to death today, I'll see who dares to sue the official, and who dares to send me away! ”

Wang Pandi's face was miserable, he was extremely disappointed in his parents, but he was not afraid at all, looked directly at his parents and said: "Even if you don't beat me to death, the sins you committed will be difficult to atone." You first bought a baby boy from a thief, and considered him your own, and loved him more than our four sisters. He is also willing to degenerate, and secretly communicates with thieves and men who sell people to provide them with a stronghold! Even a few days ago, you and this group of thieves and men escorted young children to Wugong Mountain...... Just for your crimes, the "Da Ming Law" will send you out! ”

Hearing this, the Tsing Yi scribe, who had intended to stop his wife's violence, did not speak again, and let a strong man who rushed in outside the door raise his big palm and slapped Wang Pandi's face.