Chapter 53: Strict Pressure
Ms. Song wiped her tears and began to speak in detail: "King Zhao's youngest son was born weak and sickly. I asked someone to see him and they said he had to choose one who would be of the same year, month and day as him. The boy he gave birth to was to be his substitute and become a monk, so that he could be safe.
The palace had looked for several people before, but they were all useless. An expert from Zhongnan Mountain said that the substitute must be from a wealthy family and be a child of a noble family. Children from poor families cannot be suppressed.
So King Zhao let out the news. Whoever's son is willing to become a monk for their young prince, whether it's gold, silver, or stars and moons, as long as he can get it, he will never refuse.
We know the identity of King Zhao. If he is really willing to try his best to help, nothing will be impossible, but the key lies in whether he is willing.
My brother also went to beg for help before, but we are not kind enough, so there is nothing we can do about it.
Perhaps there is no end in sight! The fourth young master of our family happens to be born in the same year, month and day as the prince's youngest son..."
"There is such a thing, are you telling the truth? "Mrs. Gong asked.
"How dare I make this up? If the old lady doesn't believe it, just send someone to ask. "Song said, "Actually, I already knew it a few days ago, but I just kept it in my heart and didn't say it out loud. I know this is really difficult.
I am also a mother, and I know how much painstaking care this mother takes for her son. "
After Mrs. Song said this, she knelt down in front of Wen Mingqian and begged: "Madam, I know that letting you throw out the fourth young master is tantamount to ripping out your heart.
But if the master had any good intentions, wouldn’t he make the old lady cry for a long time? What's more, this also concerns the entire Gong family.
I know that I am sorry for you. In my next life, I will repay you even if I am a cow or a horse. Please have pity on me - not pity me, but pity the old lady. I have to pity you even at my old age. I'm worried about the master's affairs.
What’s more, you and the master are husband and wife after all. If there is anything wrong with the master, how can you, madam, have nothing to do with it? ”
Mrs. Song cried bitterly and spoke sadly.
Everyone looked at Wen Mingqian silently, knowing that this matter made her extremely embarrassed.
Abandoning her only son would be tantamount to killing her, but if she stood idly by and watched, wouldn't she become a sinner of the Gong family?
Seeing Wen Mingqian's silence, Ms. Song cried sadly again: "Madam, do you know how the master is suffering in prison? There is really no other way now.
The Luan family The third master has been forced to death. Didn’t you see that our master...he...he has lost a lot of weight...has he ever suffered like this? I really wish I could take my place for him..."
"Help Aunt Song up! This matter is not trivial and must be carefully discussed. Although the second brother is in jail, Chang'an is also a child of our family. He grew up in the border areas and has suffered a lot. Now I want to throw him out so rashly, it’s really..." Gong Rang couldn’t bear it.
Mrs. Gong is also in a very difficult position. She likes her grandson very much, but she cannot ignore her son.
Mr. Song was kneeling on the ground but refused to get up: "What the eldest master said is indeed true. Why am I willing to be a villain? It's just that the situation waits for no one. If we hurry up and kill our master before the case is finalized, Wouldn't it be good to take it out? If you wait until you are convicted, it will be too late."
"Aunt Song, you better get up!" Madam Zhang said.
"Mother Zhang, I know you are only doing your best for your wife. You have brought up the fourth young master since he was a child." Madam Song looked up at Mother Zhang and said, "I accept whatever you say about me, anyway. There has to be someone who is a bad person.
I am an ignorant woman. I have always regarded my master as the sky. Now my sky is about to fall. How can I not be afraid? Can you not be in a hurry?
Furthermore, if the husband is in trouble, how can he, as a wife and concubine, just watch? When a father is in trouble, how can a son not help him?
Otherwise, wouldn’t the morality of saints become nonsense?
Mom, don’t say that my back hurts when I stand and talk. To put it bluntly, even if the fourth young master is thrown out and enters the empty door, my wife can still see him. It’s not that Yin and Yang are separated and never meet! "Song's last sentence meant something, and everyone present knew what it meant.
Wen Mingqian killed her son Gong Kangan, and the Song family kept the overall situation in mind and kept silent.
Now, for the honor and disgrace of the Gong family, Wen Mingqian's son is to be given up. If she doesn't agree, it would be too selfish.
"Aunt Song, if I can save my father, there is nothing Changan won't do. Not to mention just becoming a monk, even if I lose my life, I won't hesitate." Gong Changan stood up and stood in front of Wen Mingqian.
“Ah, Fourth Young Master,” Mrs. Song wiped away her tears and forced a smile to Gong Changan, “I know that although you are young, you are also a sincere and filial person.< br>
I don’t dare to force you and your wife, but I am really worried about you, so I begged my wife to help.”
Webster was in a dilemma and could not speak.
She sympathized with and understood Wen Mingqian, but she could not refute Aunt Song.
Just like seven years ago, she was in such a dilemma.
At first, she believed in Wen Mingqian's character and would never attack a childish child.
But Gong Xu had already concluded that Wen Mingqian had murdered his eldest son, and the old lady was not allowed to make the matter a big deal.
As the eldest daughter-in-law, she could only keep silent.
Now that the Song family keeps threatening the safety of Gong Xu and the honor and disgrace of the Gong family, what can she and her husband say?
After all, there was nothing they could do to keep Gong Xu safe.
And Webster also knew in his heart that Wen Mingqian was now being roasted on the fire.
She promised that she would lose her son, if she didn’t promise...
Might she not agree?
Unless she takes her son away again, that would be tantamount to completely cutting herself off from the Gong family.
Everyone present was worried and looked at Wen Mingqian with a dilemma.
Mrs. Song raised her teary eyes and looked at Wen Mingqian, her eyes were pleading anxiously, and her eyes were full of pride and evil.
She just wants to force Wen Mingqian, push her to a dead end, push her onto the cliff!
Wen Mingqian, who had always been expressionless, suddenly smiled and reached out to help Mrs. Song up: "Aunt Song, please get up! As you said, how can I not worry about the master? How can I not try my best to save him? "
"Madam, you...you...have agreed?" Mrs. Song was ecstatic.
As expected, Wen Mingqian was forced to submit by her, and now she had to give up her son. She seemed to have become a hero of the Gong family, but she also lost her life-long support, and could only be at her own mercy from now on.
“Madam, eldest master,” Wen Mingqian stopped paying attention to her and said to Mrs. Gong and Gong Rang, “Actually, I have been thinking about ways to save the master these days, but before it happens, It’s not easy to say it.”
“You?” Mrs. Gong looked at Wen Mingqian in disbelief, “You haven’t been in Beijing for many years, what can you do?”
(End of this chapter)