Zhou Zong did not expect that at this time, his wife would doubt his decision.

The temper that had been suppressed for many years suddenly burst out:

"I told you a long time ago, don't let Xian'er be in the limelight, don't be in the limelight!"

"But, have you and Xian'er heard what I said?"

"Now Xian'er is known as the most talented woman in Yangzhou. Have you ever counted how many powerful families have come to our house to propose marriage over the years?"

"Do you know that if we agree to a certain family, will other powerful people hate us for it?"

"I'm still alive now, and they don't dare to do anything. But I'm already in my seventies, how many more years can I live? When I leave, will you, Zheng'er, and Qiang'er be able to withstand that? How angry is the noble?"

When Mrs. Zhou heard this, her expression changed and her eyes flickered:

"Master, have you ever told me this before?"

Zhou Zong didn't expect that his wife would tell lies with her eyes open. He was so angry that he almost couldn't survive. In the end, he could only sigh and said:

"What the sage said is true, it is true that 'only women and villains are difficult to raise'!"

Mrs. Zhou knew that her master was magnanimous and would not argue with her, so she simply asked all the questions in her mind:

"Sir, the Emperor is already almost fifty. Why do you want your daughter to go to Hangzhou to serve the Emperor instead of sending her to Luoyang?"

"What a woman's opinion!"

Zhou Zong sighed and said:
Chapter completed!