After listening to Song Ci's reasoning, Song Ruqi and the others, including the maidservants and attendants in the private room, fell into deep thought.
Song Ruwei glanced at Song Ruqi, her eyes full of questions. Wasn't it said that this old matriarch lacked significant wisdom?
But listening to this reasoning, it's quite fair and even quotes famous sayings.
"Grandmother, you mentioned accommodating with a broad perspective, but what if someone bullies us?" Song Lingzhou spoke with his mouth full of pastry, "Are we still supposed to yield like the tree?"
Song Ci took a napkin and wiped the pastry crumbs from the corner of his mouth, saying, "Someone's bullying us?"
Song Lingzhou nodded, took a sip of tea to swallow the pastry, and spoke clearly, "Yes, we clearly didn't make the first move or cause any trouble, but the other side just wants to bully us. Should we still yield just to show the grandeur of the Prime Minister's Mansion?"
Song Ci spat lightly.
