My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

"You came back crying, thinking something happened in my Pei Mansion? It's embarrassing." Xie said dissatisfiedly.

Song Qingcheng didn't want to pay attention to her, and said to everyone with a smile: "Dongmei, go and pack up, we will go back to the general's mansion to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

After hearing this, Xie was even more unwilling. "Since you are back, you should come to Shou'an Hall to serve your parents-in-law. It is so unruly and unfilial to do so!"

Song Qingcheng was very tired after the long journey. She didn't want to get entangled with Xie and thought it was more peaceful in Nanjing. It was pointless for her to go back to Pei Mansion.

At this time, Dongmei had packed up her things and returned to the yard.

"Let's go!"

Song Qingcheng and everyone else were about to leave.

"How dare you, you little bitch! You have no respect for your elders!"

Xie continued to curse loudly and relentlessly. Except for the people from Chunhe Hall, everyone else was watching Song Qingcheng's fun.

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng turned around quietly and said, "So what if I disrespect my elders?"

"Come here, take him to the Shenjie Hall and make him kneel down according to the rules."

Song Qingcheng felt that Xie seemed to have some serious illness, and it seemed that she hated her even more after coming back this time. She didn't know why Xie was so hostile to her.

They are no longer willing to maintain even the superficial harmony.

In a moment, the two big men were about to step forward to pull Song Qingcheng away. Seeing this, the people from Chunhetang stood in front of Song Qingcheng.

At this time, Song Qingcheng's face was as gloomy as water, and she shouted into the void, Wu Songsong!

Before everyone could react, the two big men were kicked five meters away.

"Please forgive me, mother-in-law. I was just defending myself!"

After Song Qingcheng finished speaking, she turned around and left with her people. After taking a few steps, she heard a wailing sound behind her, "Oh my God, this is so unfair. I will not live anymore. The daughter-in-law doesn't even listen to her mother-in-law!"

Song Qingcheng didn't even turn her head!

"Wait a minute, Third Sister-in-law!" It was the voice of the eldest young lady, Wang Zhirou.

Song Qingcheng turned around and looked.

"Third sister-in-law, we welcome you back today. Grandma is old, and we, the younger generation, should be more considerate of her!"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng curled her lips and asked, "Are you here to teach me a lesson, sister-in-law?"

"Of course not. After all, we are a family, and family disgrace should not be made public. When you go back, please don't tell General Song and Madam Song, lest they get angry too."

Song Qingcheng smiled and said, "Yes, just give my sister-in-law this face!"

*

Jinling, government office!

On the second day after Pei Huaizhi woke up from his coma, he completely accepted the fact that Song Qingcheng had left.

Feeling quite unhappy, he spent a lot of time on official duties. First, he threw all the evidence that the prince was trying to assassinate him on the grounds of obstructing state affairs to King Yi.

Prince Yi had aroused the suspicion of His Majesty because he had been inexplicably blamed some time ago. He just needed an opportunity now, and unexpectedly this opportunity came. Prince Yi took the evidence and severely reported the Crown Prince in the court. His Majesty was furious and took back the Crown Prince's power to assist in the government.

The King of Wings won the game back, but we will talk about that later.

Besides, although Pei Huaizhi was injured, he became completely obsessed with work, making the officials in Jinling miserable and complaining.

Just to speed up the land survey work in various parts of Jinling, Pei Huaizhi completely abandoned the policy of appeasement. While intimidating the powerful, he summoned all the officials, asked them to take on their respective targets and sign military orders. This was a major event concerning the political achievements and promotions of officials at all levels.

They no longer dared to be lazy or negligent in their administration, and they were very active in surveying land and population, and the implementation of national policies was exceptionally smooth.

At this point, Pei Huaizhi's prestige in Jinling had surpassed that of the Jiedushi of Jiangnan and the Governor-General of Liangjiang.

Everyone said that he was young and promising, had skills, courage, and the ability to be a prime minister. Given time, he would surely be able to ascend to the throne and become the youngest prime minister of the Wei Dynasty.

With such potential, officials of all ranks in Jinling vied with each other to make friends with him.

Moreover, knowing that he only had one wife in the backyard, he wanted to send him a few singing girls, maybe she would catch Pei Huaizhi's eye.

Pei Huaizhi couldn't stand the harassment and simply rejected them one by one on the grounds of being henpecked.

So Pei Huaizhi compiled a few words and ordered Shuqi to spread them.

At this point, Song Qingcheng's reputation as a shrew was further tarnished.

It is well known among all the officials and wealthy families in Jiangnan that the wife of Minister Pei is a ruthless character and she controls Minister Pei very strictly.

Shuqi, who knew the truth, was able to do it without any problem.

Although the Third Young Lady doesn't mind whether the Master takes in a singer or a concubine!

But precisely because of this, this indifference has the adults in their control.

Even if some officials flattered him by saying that Minister Pei and his wife were deeply in love, Pei Huaizhi's brows would no longer be sad and would be filled with a bit of spring sunshine.

*

The government office is brightly lit late at night!

After Song Qingcheng left after leaving a dozen words, Pei Huaizhi moved back to the study prepared for him in the yamen.

Shuqi knew that he was reminded of someone by the scene.

Tonight, the young assistant minister sat at a long desk, handling official business and reviewing memorials submitted by various prefectures in Jiangnan.

The scarlet official robe makes him look even more handsome and noble.

If any young lady saw this at this time, she would definitely be fascinated. However, half an hour had passed and the scarlet jade pen in the young minister's hand had not moved at all, and the memorial had not been moved either.

Shuqi stood aside and sighed in his heart, thinking that the master was thinking about women again, to be precise, he was thinking about the Third Young Lady!

Pei Huaizhi would do this every time when it was late at night and everyone was asleep.

During the day, Pei Shilang was a vigorous and feared man, but at night, he became a lovesick and trapped young man.

After a long time, Pei Huaizhi finally moved.

He summoned his spirits. The injury on his shoulder had not yet healed, and holding the pen for a long time caused waves of soreness and swelling in his shoulder.

Why should I be frustrated to such a state because of a woman!

But Song Qingcheng became his curse. Whenever he thought of this name, a strange feeling would instantly surge into his heart and spread to his chest.

Does she have no heart? Or does she have someone she loves?

He once thought that she had someone in her heart, but the secret guards conducted a detailed investigation and found that she did not have anyone else in her heart.

The stuffiness in my chest replaced a lot of the pain in my shoulders.

Shuqi couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he said, "Sir, it's only four or five days until August 15th, so why not go back to Beijing? Then you can see the Third Young Lady."

Hearing this, Pei Huaizhi snorted coldly, "Why should I see her? Isn't this making her arrogant and think that I, Pei Huaizhi, can't leave her!"

Shuqi: “…”

I thought to myself, sir, please stop being so stubborn!

After a moment, Pei Huaizhi seemed to think for a moment and said, "I have been away from Beijing for half a year. Now that the implementation of Jinling's national policy is going smoothly, I should return to Beijing to report on my work and report the situation to His Majesty. Then I will return to Beijing during the Mid-Autumn Festival!"

Shuqi again: "......"