Interrogate

  Interrogate

  Yin Ruofei and the old lady slowly ate their breakfast, for some reason, Yin Ruofei felt that since he came back again, he always thought his appetite was particularly good, and seeing food was especially appealing.

  Maybe it's because he had a hard time before, now every grain of rice and every bite of food he savors carefully, tasting them on the tip of his tongue, not willing to waste any food.

  The old lady watched her grandson eat seriously, and occasionally picked up the rice grains that fell on the table and ate them without hesitation, feeling quite relieved in her heart.

  She has been through hard times, when the old master was alive, she brought up several children, not to mention a big fish and meat every day, even rough tea and light rice had to be calculated, occasionally buying a piece of meat to supplement her son who practiced martial arts during the day and read books at night.

  As his son became more and more favored by Your Majesty, every day was better than the last. Now in other people's eyes, this marquis manor had already become a place of unparalleled wealth and nobility.

  She has a bunch of grandsons and granddaughters, except for the eldest grandson who grew up with her son from a young age. The others are all spoiled and pampered, eating the finest food and wearing the best clothes, but unfortunately, none of them have turned out to be accomplished.

  Seeing little grandson being able to cherish every meal, I am naturally delighted.

  Yin Ruofei ate the food in her bowl clean, and after rinsing her mouth, Biyu chatted with Old Madam for a few words before being dismissed by Old Madam.

  "You're still not fully recovered, no need to stay here with me. What's important is that you get better and hurry back to school."

  "Yes, that's right. The grandson has gone back." Yin Ruofei nodded, having just eaten her fill, her small face was rosy and her little mouth was red and moist, looking quite spirited. The old lady nodded and instructed Ziling to take good care of her.

  The room was warm, but outside it was still chilly in the spring. Yin Ruofei let out a sigh and slowly exhaled a puff of white smoke. When he looked up, he saw Yin Haicheng storming over with a furious expression.

  "Dad......" Yin Ruofei looked at Yin Haicheng with a face full of anger, somewhat at a loss.

  "Kneel down!" Yin Haicheng's face turned fierce.

  Yin Ruofei was taken aback, her small face fell as she knelt down on both knees. Zi Ling stood by and didn't dare to help or speak, anxious, also knelt down.

  Yin Haicheng's face turned stern, "What are you doing here?"

  Yin Ruofei hastily opened her mouth and said, "My son has come to pay his respects to his grandmother."

  "Now that you can ask about safety, why don't you go to school? Your laziness is really shameful!" Yin Haicheng scolded Yin Ruofei severely.

  Yin Haicheng scolded his son outside, and the maids inside had already reported the commotion to Old Madam.

  The old lady's face showed a hint of displeasure, "Bi Yu, invite Lord Hou in!"

  Bi Yu came out to invite people, Yin Hai Cheng did not dare not to go, and he also had something to say. He glared at Yin Ruofei, who was kneeling on the ground, "Kneel well here and reflect!"

  Yin Ruofei didn't lift her head, but perked up her ears to listen to the movements inside. However, since there was an outer room in between, she couldn't hear very clearly. Yin Ruofei looked around and saw that no one was nearby, so she quickly got up and ran to the base of the wall, where she knelt down and openly listened at the root of the wall.

  "Is Mother doing well today?" Yin Haicheng bowed respectfully to the old lady, he was a true filial son, knowing that his mother had not had an easy time these past few years. If it weren't for her, how could they have regained imperial favor and restored their prestige from being a declining household with only the title of Marquis?

  This is indeed the result of his hard work as a young man and the struggles he has faced over the years, but it is also inseparable from the hardships his mother endured in her youth.

  His father, Old Master Hou, was neither good at literature nor martial arts, and couldn't even get a decent job. The whole family relied on his mother's dowry for food and clothing. Although Old Master Hou was useless, he wasn't a bad person. Before he died, he told him to take good care of his mother, or else don't come see him in the afterlife.

  Even if there was no father's entrustment, he respected his mother in his heart and would not be disobedient or unfilial.

  The old lady didn't respond and didn't even lift her eyelids.

  "Mother?" Yin Haicheng was somewhat displeased. He had been holding back his temper, and now that he was here, his mother's unpleasant expression clearly annoyed him, causing his anger to flare up even more.

  "Is the young master showing off his grandeur here at my humble abode?" The old lady's eyelid twitched, and she sneered. "Are you trying to instruct Flying Swallow or me, your wife?"

  "Mother......" Yin Haicheng's face turned pale.

  This remark was too piercing, Yin Haicheng didn't dare to think about it even if he had the courage of a thousand men. Upon hearing his mother's anger, he immediately knelt down on both knees.

  "Mother, how dare the son? The son is not worthy of you, just scold and beat him, don't get angry with your old self." Yin Haicheng's face showed a sorrowful expression, from childhood his mother had been strict with him, fearing that he would amount to nothing and go astray. It wasn't until the year he achieved military merit and was greatly praised by the Emperor that his mother finally cracked a smile.

  These years he has been increasingly reused, and his mother's eyes are also more and more pleasant. Who knows that now the old mother suddenly said such a thing.

  "Get up." The old lady suddenly sighed, her tone helpless. "You tell me, why did you unjustly scold Fei'er?"

  "Mother, you can't spoil him like this, he..." Yin Haicheng stood up and moved to one side, Biyu hastily brought over a stool.

  "If your wife doesn't drag this old bones out, I'm afraid you won't even have a legitimate son in the future." The old lady snorted, "Go and call Fei'er in."

  Yin Haicheng felt extremely embarrassed at being scolded by his mother at his age and lightly coughed.

  Yin Ruofei flew into the door and knelt honestly in a corner of the room.

  Yin Haicheng pointed at his youngest son, "Mother, you don't know, the seventh child is really disobedient." Yin Haicheng recounted what he had heard from Lin Shi since childhood, "Mother, this child is extremely mischievous and difficult to tame, can't be overly indulged!"

  After finishing, he looked at Yin Ruofei with a painful expression, "You say it yourself, which sentence in this is framing you!"

  Yin Ruofei shook her head with a bitter expression, "No."

  This young Lin is indeed formidable, speaking lightly but with a hidden meaning everywhere. First, he said that he was bullied in school and got his head injured by his classmates, then he said that the kid wasn't sincere either, just playing around and accidentally hurting him.

  Yin Haicheng also wondered in his heart. He had never heard Mr. Sun say that students were difficult to manage before, so why did Yin Ruofei have an accident just half a day after school started?

  Yin Haicheng, as the elder, asked directly if it was Yin Ruofei's misbehavior that caused this trouble.

  Kobayashi's eyes darted back and forth, evading a direct answer. It wasn't until Yin Haicheng slammed his fist on the table in rage and then knelt down at his feet, wailing about his poor sister, that he finally spoke up.

  Yin Haicheng felt both heartache and anger, heartache for Xiao Lin's difficulties, and anger towards Yin Ruofei's ignorance.

  Yin Ruofei is indeed the legitimate son of Yin Haicheng, although this legitimate son came a bit late, but at that time it still made Yin Haicheng overjoyed.

  This child was overly spoiled by the Lin family, being both mischievous and lazy, never winning his heart like his eldest son who had grown up with him since childhood.

  At this time, thinking that the eldest son, although a concubine's child, is elegant and refined, with exceptional martial arts skills, while the only legitimate son is so disappointing, it's really infuriating.

  Yin Ruofei didn't explain a word, just lowered his head. He knew that saying anything now would be like pouring oil on fire.

  The old lady calmly picked up her tea cup and took a sip, "What should you do?"

  Yin Haicheng looked at his little son in front of him, with a small face as big as the palm of his hand, hanging down, with an unspeakable desolation, and then looked at the thick and solid bandage on his injured head, and his heart was also very distressed.

  Even a tiger would not eat its own cub, let alone a human. His own son, his only legitimate child, how could he not love him? After much deliberation in his heart, it all boiled down to a sigh, "Take good care of your injury, once you're healed, follow your brother to practice martial arts in the morning, and...and read books at home in the afternoon."

  "Dad!" Yīn Ruò Fēi didn't care about anything else, but this sentence was something she couldn't agree with.

  Study at home? Will Mr. Sun come to teach him? Absolutely impossible!

  "What?" Yin Haicheng frowned.

  "I want to follow Mr. Sun to study." Yin Ruofei didn't say yes or no, after saying this sentence, she secretly glanced at the old lady.

  The old lady looked at her grandson's pitiful eyes and naturally understood that this Mr. Sun was also a famous Confucian scholar far and near, and naturally did not want his grandson to find another teacher.

  "Master Hou, why did you let Fei'er change teachers?" The old lady spoke patiently, if she had the temper of her youth, she would have sold off this restless concubine Lin long ago.

  Because this was the son's favorite person, and also a noble concubine, the old lady, who had reached an advanced age, did not want to quarrel with her son, only hoping that by scolding her, she could make Xiaolin more honest. However, after enduring it for so long, this Xiaolin turned out to be someone who didn't know what was good for her.

  "Li Niang said..."

  "Liniang said, 'Liniang said, Master Hou, although it is said that the mistress is in charge indoors and the master outdoors, as the head of this household, you must put your mind at ease!' The old lady heard these three words and was furious. Although she had never been shortchanged, her precious grandson was a different story altogether. Looking at how well the child ate, it was clear that he didn't get to see many good things normally."

  "Mother, calm down." Yin Haicheng hastily apologized and knelt on one knee in front of his mother, "What's wrong with the child? Mother can scold as much as she wants, just don't get angry and hurt your body."

  "Get up." The old lady sighed, "I'll ask you, about Fei Er being beaten, have you sent someone to investigate?"

  "This... never happened."

  "I've also heard some things about this matter, but what I heard from Master Hou seems to be quite different!"

  "Huh?" Yin Haicheng was taken aback and spoke cautiously, "Then what Mother heard is..."