Chapter 172 Helping a Concubine Rise to Power
As Cheng Hua spoke, he followed Pei Yanzhi outside.

By the time the two reached the entrance of the courtyard, Chenghua had finished speaking.

It was nothing more than a drama of wives and concubines vying for favor, but the master got angry and said he wanted to divorce his wife.

The matter of the first wife making a fuss about divorce and becoming a nun had just subsided some time ago, but now the master wants to divorce her again.

The eldest son's life really doesn't stop for a single day.

Pei Yanzhi sat in the carriage without saying anything; he knew it was bound to happen sooner or later.

Whether it was divorce or a peaceful separation, if it weren't for the old lady's interference, it would probably have been done long ago.

Pei Yanzhi didn't want to get involved with them; it was their own business anyway.

They only owe us the debt of giving birth, but not the debt of raising us. Why should he be expected to accommodate them?

The carriage rumbled forward. Pei Yanzhi rubbed his temples and said to Cheng Hua, "No need to talk anymore, it's annoying to hear."

Chenghua responded, but couldn't help but add, "But sir, we're family after all. If this gets out, it might damage your reputation."

Pei Yanzhi sneered: "They don't even care about their own reputation, so why should I worry about it?"

When they started making a scene, they never cared about him.

Now that they remember he was their son and caused trouble, they've come to ask him to come back.

That's a really clever plan.

Meanwhile, inside the Pei family compound, Pei Feng pointed at his first wife and said, "You must give me an explanation for what happened today, or our marriage is over!"

The First Madam sneered, not to be outdone: "You spend all your time fooling around with that concubine, do you even have any respect for me, your legal wife? Divorce is fine, who's afraid of who!"

The two exchanged blows, neither willing to give an inch, while the maids and servants standing by were terrified into silence.

Before long, the old lady was invited over. She slammed her cane down heavily and shouted, "Shut up, all of you! What kind of behavior is this! It's the New Year, and you're making a scene in the house!"

Upon seeing the old lady arrive, Pei Feng spoke first: "Mother, she is usually very jealous and intolerant of others. I have never said anything about it, but now she wants Mo'er dead!"

If it weren't for the children, Pei Feng wouldn't have wanted things to come to this point with Qin Bijun.

He felt guilty about the unborn child.

But unfortunately, Qin Bijun could never learn to be forgiving.

"If I wanted him dead, why would I have kept him alive until now?"

The First Madam said disdainfully, "Besides, if she wanted to kill Mo'er, why would she leave such a big handle on him? Is she afraid that others won't know?"
Qin Bijun's attitude made Pei Feng's heart tighten again.

He looked away and said, "All I want now is a divorce, and from now on, we'll go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other."

“Making a mountain out of a molehill, Pei Feng. If you want to elevate your concubine, just say so. I’ll make room for you.”

"But in the future, when you dream at midnight, please don't forget that there is an unborn child between you and me."

Qin Bijun said this to Pei Feng with a sarcastic tone.

Upon hearing this, Pei Feng raised his hand high and stared at Qin Bijun.

Isn't this also a pain in his heart? Can't she understand him?

"Go ahead and hit me. Once your slap lands today, our relationship will be completely severed."

Qin Bijun took a step forward, and the atmosphere between the two became even more tense.

Seeing this, the old lady shouted angrily, "Pei Feng, how dare you!"

Pei Feng's hand froze in mid-air, then slowly fell, his face full of dejection.

He dared not; after so many years of marriage, he knew the bitterness in Qin Bijun's heart.

"Are you trying to completely disgrace the Pei family?! You've made such a scene!"

After saying that, he turned to Qin Bijun and said, "You are also a lady from a respectable family, how can you act so rashly?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Bijun suddenly burst into tears: "I have been married into the Pei family for many years. When has he ever cared about me? Now, for the sake of his concubine, he has slandered me for harming his offspring." "In his heart, I am a jealous person, vicious and narrow-minded, so he came to Qionghua Courtyard without even asking any questions."

"Since there is no possibility between us anymore, let's just leave it at that and save ourselves from torturing each other."

She had seen through it all and didn't need to continue entangled with him.

"Are you really going to divorce your wife?"

After a long while, the old lady suddenly asked a question.

Pei Feng was taken aback at first, then glanced at Qin Bijun and nodded emphatically.

"I want to make peace."

“Alright, in that case, Madam Kang, please ask the clan elders to open the ancestral hall and remove the old man from the clan genealogy.”

When Madam Pei said that, not only Pei Feng was stunned, but even Qin Bijun was stunned.

“The Pei family cannot tolerate someone who favors his concubine over his wife. Since you want to divorce your wife for your concubine, I have no choice but to remove you from the family register to avoid tarnishing the Pei family’s reputation.”

The old lady's gaze shifted to Rongniang, who was standing behind Pei Feng, filled with murderous intent.

When Pei Yanzhi arrived at Qionghua Courtyard, he happened to hear the old lady say this.

He was slightly taken aback. Although he had expected the matter to escalate, he had not anticipated that his grandmother would resort to such ruthless measures.

Chenghua gasped and whispered, "Master, the old lady is serious now."

Pei Yanzhi stepped into the courtyard, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

The first to react was Rongniang, who had been silent beside Pei Feng, and she knelt down with a thud: "Madam, that's not what the master meant."

Rongniang wept bitterly, tears streaming down her face, and continued to plead.

"Madam, the master and madam were just angry for a moment and spoke without thinking. Please have mercy! If you remove him from the ancestral hall, how can the master face people in the future? How can he hold his head up in front of everyone?"

The old lady's eyes were sharp as she stared intently at Rongniang: "I was soft-hearted back then, but I never expected that you would sow discord between the master and his men. I warned you that day."

“Since he is willing to protect you and divorce you for your sake, I will no longer acknowledge him as my son.”

Rongniang trembled with fright, but still tried to defend herself: "Madam, I would never dare to have any intention of disturbing the peace of the household. I only hope that the master and madam can live in harmony and that the Pei family can live in peace."

Pei Feng also came to his senses and knelt down: "Mother, all the mistakes are my fault. Please don't blame Rong Niang."

"So, you'd rather be expelled from the Pei family than not have this bitch?"

Upon hearing Pei Feng's words, Old Madam Pei was so angry that she nearly fainted, but fortunately Pei Yanzhi was there to support her.

"Guards, drag her away and beat her to death!"

She absolutely could not keep Rongniang any longer; she had been blind to have let Pei Feng bring her into the mansion.

Upon hearing this, Pei Feng pulled Rong Niang into his arms, exclaiming, "Mother!"

"Shut up! I don't have a son like you. If you still acknowledge me, let go of me!"

“Rongniang did nothing wrong. Please, Mother, show leniency and let her go. If you don’t want to see Rongniang, I will take her away and you will never see her again.”

Pei Feng pleaded desperately for Rong Niang's sake, but Old Madam Pei watched coldly, her eyes filled with disappointment.

This is the son she raised; he abandoned his mother for a woman.

"Drag him out and beat him to death with a stick."

Pei Yanzhi, supporting Old Madam Pei, uttered these words in a cold voice.

Then Pei Feng suddenly raised his head: "You dare!"

“What would I not dare to do? To instigate my lord to divorce his wife is punishable by ten strokes of the cane, or, in severe cases, by being sent to the army to be a prostitute.”

"What do you think I wouldn't dare to do?"

(End of this chapter)

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