After Wang Zhaodi heard this, he almost fainted and said with a cry: "Brother Pan, have you forgotten the sincere teaching of "The Book of Filial Piety"? 'Don't speak out what is illegal, do not do it unless it is Tao'. What you said is very inappropriate. , which violates the precepts.”
"These eight words are for teaching the princes of the world, how can they be more useful to me, a common people?"
Wang Pandi sarcastically said: "Besides, as a parent, you are involved in buying and selling other people's children. Is what you are doing really the 'ethical' thing? My parents acted 'unethically' first, why can't I say 'illegal' later?"
Wang Zhaodi's face turned red with anger: "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 did not agree with his approach and thought: 'The Master is "Father Yin' is 'straight'. Why can't you remember the teachings of the saints?"
Wang Pandi was so angry that he threw the book and said loudly: "It's okay if you don't tell me. If you tell me, I was just going to ask: How can a rooster, a crowing dog, or a thief be worthy of being called a saint! So, it's okay if you don't learn!"
The words between the two became more intense and the atmosphere became more tense.
The other two younger girls, called "Brother Xiang" and "Brother Lai" respectively, were so frightened by the quarrel between their sisters that they burst into tears.
Ye Wumian watched this scene from outside. Since he didn’t know the full picture, he refused to comment for the time being.
Suddenly, under the moonlight, a listless maid carrying a lantern walked towards her.
Ye Wumian quickly turned around and hid behind the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, hiding his figure.
The maid walked into the study and said timidly: "Second Miss, the mistress wants you to go to her room to listen to the training."
Only Wang Pandi was heard shouting: "There are four sisters in the Wang family. Why do I go to the training every time? Am I not her biological child?"
After some persuasion from Wang Zhaodi, Wang Pandi finally reluctantly followed the maid.
Ye Wumian followed closely, lifted his feet lightly, and flew to the top of the tiles.
This house is certainly not small, even compared to Tan Jingcheng Mansion in Changsha.
And there are many places in Mencius' Haikou saying "I am good at cultivating my awe-inspiring spirit". I remember that there is only one place like this in Tan Mansion, which inevitably pales in comparison.
In the mistress's courtyard, Ye Wumian waited for Wang Pandi to enter the room. After the maid retreated, she found a convenient hiding place, dipped her fingers in saliva, pierced the window paper, and looked into the house.
In the room, a scholar in green clothes and a woman about forty years old were sitting on the main couch.
The scribe in green clothes wears a turban, a hand-held folding fan, and a hairpin on his head, fanning the lonely wind.
It is supposed to be chic and suave, but the pretentiousness of fanning in winter is too much and seems very inconsistent.
Ye Wumian just smiled coldly.
The woman is wearing a high bun, eyes narrowed, and a plump figure.
In her arms she held a swaddling clothes wrapped in gold silk. Hanging on the swaddling clothes were several pieces of beautiful jade resold from Khotan.
Outside the swaddling clothes, there is a brocade of happiness and longevity, which glows brightly and sparkles under the light.
When Wuxian took a closer look, he saw that the sparkling brocade was actually filled with jewels! Among them was a rather large one, which seemed to be a priceless night pearl.
Such wealth and grace really echo the "house of diligence and thrift" inscribed on the study.
As soon as Wang Pandi entered, the plump woman made a fierce look on her face and shouted at her: "Kneel down!"
The attitude is firm and cannot be criticized. The tone was cold, chilling to the core.
Ye Wumian saw from his eyes that Wang Pandi did not kneel down, but bravely raised his head and asked: "Mother, what crime do I have to kneel down to speak?"
The woman was not angry, but asked coldly: "Please answer: What are the three cardinal principles?"
Wang Pandi answered truthfully: "The king is the guide for the ministers, the father is the guide for the son, and the husband is the guide for the wife. These are the three guides."
"In that case, if the mother makes her son kneel down, why doesn't the son kneel down?"
"That is also the father who guides the son, but I have never heard of the mother being the guide of the son!"
Wang Pandi was not afraid at all. He turned to look at the scribe in blue and said with a smile: "Dad, I beg you, please make my mother not to let me kneel down. In this way, even if one day the saint adds 'Mother is also his son' 'Gang', expanding the three cardinal principles to the fourth, but the husband is still the wife's cardinal, she controls me, you control her, but I am still exempt from kneeling."
After hearing this, Ye Wumian couldn't help but smile, a little bit like Wang Pandi, the little sister.
Of course, this kind of love has nothing to do with the relationship between men and women, but just appreciates her boldness.
The scholar in green clothes put away the folding fan and said, "Nonsense!"
But he did not embarrass her, and instead comforted the woman: "After all, it is just a piece of flesh that fell off your body. How come your mother and son become more and more enemies when they meet?"
The woman sneered and said: "How can you be inferior to the enemy! If she hadn't been born as a girl, which caused your royal family to always lack a son, how could you have married a new woman? It would be fine if the newly married woman could have a son, and I would also like to consider her as my own. If she comes out and inherits the Wang family's business in the future, she will also be regarded as my mother.
But your concubine is good, but she also went against me and only gave birth to two daughters. Now that I think about it, all this misfortune was caused by this loser. How could I feel like meeting my enemy when I saw her? "
The scholar in green clothes had nothing to say, but Wang Pandi's young face was filled with tears, like the continuous rain falling on the eaves in spring.
"Mother! When you say this about me, do you still have the slightest thought of family ties?"
The woman looked at her with a fierce look in her eyes: "Since the Song Dynasty, people in Wuyue and Lianghu have had the habit of drowning baby girls. If I didn't care about the love of flesh and blood, I would have drowned you long ago. You have become a waterman now." Ghost, you are sinking in the cold water now, waiting for some short-lived ghost to be dragged into the water to take your place, so that you can be reincarnated! How can you come to a wealthy family like the Wang family, where you can have good food and clothing, and have no worries about food and clothing? ! Are you saying that I have no affection for you?"
As soon as these vicious words came out, Wang Pandi shed his tears for a moment.
She wiped away the tears on her face, straightened her back, and her muscles and bones trembled like a cat that had been greatly injured but still lived tenaciously.
She said sadly and resolutely: "How dare you drown me! I know it by heart. The law of the Ming Dynasty stipulates that 'any grandparent or parent who kills his or her descendant will be punished with a staff of seventy and a year and a half.'" During the Chenghua period, Emperor Xianzong He also taught: 'If the woman you give birth to is still drowned, let her neighbors raise her head and send her to garrison far away!'"
When her daughter spoke back like this, the woman was so angry that she was shaking like chaff. She stretched out her fat hand, pointed at brother Wang Pan and said, "What a brave bitch! Come on, I'll slap you to death today. I'll see who dares to sue the official." , who dares to send me away!"
Wang Pandi had a miserable look on his face. He was extremely disappointed with his parents, but he was not afraid at all. He looked directly at his parents and said, "Even if you don't beat me to death, the sin you have committed is already hard to redeem. You first bought it from the thief." I gave birth to a baby boy and treated him as my own. I loved him more than our four sisters. And I was willing to degenerate into a secret conspiracy with the thieves and thieves who trafficked in human beings and provided them with a stronghold! Even a few days ago, you were with this group of thieves. Men and women together escort the children to Wugong Mountain... Just because of your crimes, the "Great Ming Law" will banish you!"
Upon hearing this, the scholar in Tsing Yi, who had intended to stop his wife from committing violence, said nothing more and allowed a strong servant who rushed in from outside the door to slap Wang Pandi's face with his big palm.
