Chapter 56: Find a new way
"That's good. If you are lacking anything, just tell me and I will try my best to help." Webster said.
"Thank you, sister-in-law, I won't meet you outside." Wen Mingqian said.
"Seven years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you are no longer the same Wen Mingqian you were before." Webster came back from the fight and looked at Wen Mingqian's words and deeds, and he seemed to be a completely different person from before.
"Yes! The original Wen Mingqian had already died on the road." Wen Mingqian smiled bitterly, "Seven years are enough for a person to be reborn."
"It's because these seven years have been too difficult. Otherwise, not just seven years, but seventeen years, twenty-seven years may not be able to make a person's character change drastically." Webster sighed, "You can't remonstrate in the past. There is still time to catch up. From now on, you have to be good."
After sending Wei away, Wen Mingqian began to select the spices, grind them carefully, and then use gauze to sift the finest powder.
After mixing it according to the proportion, store it all first.
Take out several flower seeds and grind them into powder one by one.
She concentrated on it, as if the things in front of her were the most important things. As for tomorrow's matters, she would naturally wait until tomorrow.
Mrs. Song had been ostracized, so she was naturally unhappy when she came back.
Mr. Yang and others explained: "Young lady, don't take this matter to heart, let's see what she can do tomorrow. In the end, we will have to follow the path we drew."
"That's all for today, but I always feel that something is not right with Wen Mingqian." Mrs. Song said, "She can't really have any way to persuade Zhu Hui, can she? If she really succeeds, it will be terrible. . "
"No, little madam, she is just there singing the empty city plan!" Mrs. Yang said, "If she really had a way, why didn't she tell her earlier?"
Mr. Song's heart Those who are in a state of ups and downs have no place to settle down.
"Little madam, please take care of yourself and don't worry about this matter. It's not worth it." Mrs. Yang said.
Ms. Song suddenly frowned, and unconsciously covered her lower abdomen with her hands, saying, "Why do I feel like my lower abdomen is so heavy?"
Mr. Yang and others were startled and hurriedly said : "Little madam, please go to bed and lie down. We will call the doctor right away."
Ms. Song said, "I want to relieve myself."
But she didn't want to take off her clothes. When he came to take a look, there were a few dark brown blood spots on his inner clothes.
"Ouch!" Mrs. Song couldn't help but change her expression, "How can this be so good?"
"I think it's the fetal force. Madam, please go back to bed and lie down first." Mrs. Yang and others took her Helped back to bed.
Ms. Song felt more and more aching in her waist and stomach.
Then the doctor came, took his pulse and said: "This fetus is not very stable, so be careful. I will prescribe some anti-fetal prescriptions so that you can eat them alive, and you must rest. I won't be able to get up these days. Just don't get up."
At this time, Song really regretted that he shouldn't have been so noisy.
Wen Mingqian took a rest for a while after lunch. When he woke up, he heard that Mrs. Song had fetal gas.
“She deserved it all!” Zhang Ma had no sympathy, “God can’t stand it anymore.”
“Does the old lady know about this?” Wen Mingqian asked.
"You probably don't know, but the eldest lady knows about it. I heard that she went there to see it in person." Zhang Ma said.
“We don’t have to go there, so as not to cause trouble to others.” Wen Mingqian smiled, “Besides, the master is not at home, so we don’t have to put on a show for anyone.”
Early on the next morning, Wen Mingqian took his son and Zhang's mother out.
Although Ms. Song was raising her baby, she was still thinking about this matter in her heart. She had already told Mrs. Yang: "Tomorrow, send two reliable people to follow them quietly and see where they go. But Don't take the opportunity to escape." More than an hour later, Mrs. Yang came in and said to Mrs. Song, "They have returned. The people who followed said that they did go to Zhu's house and came out in more than half an hour." br>
"Will it succeed or not?" Mrs. Song asked.
Mr. Yang shook her head: "That's unknown."
"They should go to the old lady. You go and ask around." Mrs. Song was anxious, "If it doesn't work, you have to urge her."
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Mrs. Yang said. Got busy.
At this time, in the old lady's room, Gong Rang and his wife were also there.
As soon as Wen Mingqian entered the door, Mrs. Gong hurriedly asked: "How are things going today?"
"Old lady, please send all the irrelevant people out first." Wen Mingqian said, " So that people won’t be confused.”
When Mrs. Gong heard what she said, hope suddenly rose in her heart, because if things didn't work out, there would probably be nothing left to say.
"Master Zhu has agreed to interrogate the master one more time and let him come back." Wen Mingqian's words were like a stone falling into water, causing huge waves in everyone's hearts.
"Really?!" Even Gong Rang couldn't believe it, "Brother and sister, how did you persuade him?"
"That's it. Ever since I heard that something happened to the master, I thought about how to save him day and night," Wen Mingqian said calmly, "Later I found out that the root was attached to Mr. Zhu Huizhu, so I thought about how to persuade him to show his kindness.
I had no clue at first, until I found out about Mr. Zhu’s early years. His father died when he was young, and his widowed mother had to endure hardships to bring him up.
Mr. Zhu is extremely filial to his mother. He will never disobey a word from the old lady of the Zhu family.
A few years ago, Mr. Zhu’s mother died of illness. Before his death, he asked Mr. Zhu to enshrine her ashes in the Jizang Temple in the suburbs.
Unexpectedly, a sudden flood in the suburbs of Beijing three years ago destroyed the Dizang Temple, and the whereabouts of Master Zhu’s mother’s ashes were also unknown.
Since then, Mr. Zhu has gone looking for it countless times, but he has not found it.
I hired some people these days to dig around the original site of Dizang Temple, but I didn’t dare to hold out any hope.
Unexpectedly, God showed mercy and my ancestors blessed me, and I actually found it.
Because the ashes porcelain altar is specially fired, with the name of the deceased and the names of the children on it. Moreover, the porcelain altar for Mrs. Zhu’s ashes was written in Mr. Zhu’s own handwriting, which is absolutely unmistakable. ”
“Oh, so that’s it! Mrs. Gong suddenly realized, "If we bring gold and silver mountains, we may not be able to impress Zhu Hui." But he couldn't leave his mother's ashes alone. "
"Yes! The reason why the daughter-in-law did not let the elder do this was because the elder was a sincere gentleman and was a colleague of Mr. Zhu, so it was not easy to use this to coerce him.
I am different. It is okay for a female prostitute to use some tricks to save her husband.
I threatened Mr. Zhu with Mrs. Zhu’s ashes and asked Mr. Zhu to let my husband out.
If he doesn't agree, I will throw Mrs. Zhu's ashes down the mountain stream.
He thought for a long time before gritting his teeth and agreeing. But he also said that we must keep it secret and not spread it out, otherwise his official career will be over. "
"That's natural, that's natural. As long as the second child is released, why should we destroy his official reputation? "Mrs. Gong said.
"Yes, I also told Mr. Zhu that my husband was not involved in corruption. Even if he was guilty of a slight oversight, it is not very important. What he did was not considered a favoritism. "Wen Mingqian said, "Old madam, if Aunt Song still insists on letting Chang An be the substitute, you must not agree. ”
(End of this chapter)