Mrs. Xue had just picked up a piece of yam cake and paused slightly when she heard this.
"You are not fierce."
Qing Lingyi spoke slowly, her voice still soft, but with an unspeakable harshness.
Ye Wan looked at her.
"I have been married to Mr. Hu for six years. In order to keep his heart, I generously took in concubines for him. Later, he began to bring women to you and said that the woman was pregnant. He could not let the Hu family's children wander outside and must take them in. She is a concubine. Up to now, Mr. Hu has nearly twenty concubines. You and Mr. Hu had two sons. The eldest son died young and the second son had mediocre qualifications. On the contrary, there are several children born from concubines. He is such a smart boy that even Hu Shizhong was full of praise for him."
Ye Wan's face suddenly turned pale.
The surrounding female relatives looked surprised. It was not common to hear such secrets in a big family.
"But you should still remember how your eldest son died, right?" Qing Lingyi asked.
“……”
Ye Wan couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Qing Lingyi stared at her with cold eyes and said word by word, "Apologise to my mother."
Ye Wan gritted his teeth, but was helpless.
Since she mentioned that, she must know the inside story!
If she told her, she would have no shame in hanging around in Suidu. He was afraid that Hu Yi would divorce her and drive her back to Zhucheng!
"I..." Ye Wan's lips trembled slightly.
"Stand up, come over and speak seriously." Qing Lingyi interrupted her.
Ye Wan clenched his fingers and stood up silently.
In full view of everyone, he walked up to Mrs. Xue.
"Just now, I said the wrong thing. I know it was wrong. I will never say it again in the future."
Mrs. Xue raised her eyebrows.
Ye Wan glanced at Qing Lingyi carefully.
Qing Lingyi turned her head and asked the old lady in a soft voice, "Mother, what do you think?"
He looked completely different from Jian Shou just now.
Mrs. Xue laughed and said, "That's almost enough. I'm not an unreasonable person."
Qing Lingyi nodded, "Okay."
Then he turned to Ye Wan and said indifferently: "Okay, you can go back."
Ye Wan bit his lower lip and returned to his seat.
The banquet went on as usual, as if nothing had happened.
Song Yunling turned around and asked Qing Lingyi, "Hmm, how do you know so much?"
Qing Lingyi smiled: "Know yourself and your enemy, and you will be safe in a hundred battles."
"This is the art of war, but what I'm asking about is the secret," Song Yunling lowered her voice, "How did Ye Wan's eldest son die?"
The other female relatives on the side also quietly pricked up their ears.
Qing Lingyi smiled and said: "Birth, old age, illness and death are human nature."
Song Yunling:?
Uh-huh, you even fooled me.
The sound of joy in the front hall came one after another, and the newlyweds began to worship.
Lu Ting and Zuo Chongsi were at the same table, but neither of them went to join in the fun.
"I'm afraid today's wedding will become a joke," Lu Ting held a wine glass. "Master Jiang passed away less than two months ago. Soon after the funeral flag was hung, it was torn down and replaced with red silk for the wedding. Logically speaking, one should observe mourning for three years, and then If it doesn’t work, then you have to observe a short filial piety for a hundred days.”
Zuo Chongsi said with a cold face: "Master Xiao Jiang intends to keep filial piety, but Miss Lin refuses to obey. Shangshu Lin loves his daughter as much as he wants. He even used the saying that 'unfilial piety is the most serious of three things and has no descendants', and even repeatedly embarrassed and persecuted him in the officialdom. He abruptly shortened the period of filial piety to thirty days."
Jiang Zhao died suddenly, and the Jiang family's power fell apart. Jiang Yizhou's ability could not support the overall situation.
His grandfather Xu Guogong passed away many years ago, and his descendants have been ruined and have too much time to take care of themselves, so they can't do much to help him.
He had to rely on Lin Xu and had to obey Lin Xu.
Lu Tingyuan looked at Xitang and thought to himself that this was Jiang Zhao's retribution.
Cheng Yang will probably be able to laugh for half a year.
When Lu Ting thought of Cheng Yang, he also thought of other things.
He took a sip of his drink and asked, seemingly unintentionally: "By the way, Mr. Zuo, how did you find out about the death of the Ming family's father and daughter?"
Zuo Chongsi glanced at him.
"What do you want me to do?" Lu Ting pretended to be innocent.
Zuo Chongsi said quietly: "Currently, Hu Zun is the biggest suspect."
"I'm afraid Mr. Hu won't accept this conclusion, right?"
"Won't."
"Then what are you going to do?"
"have no idea."
Lu Ting:?
Fool me, right?
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at the same time.
While the newlyweds were worshiping, everyone was staring over there.
Ji Fanzhi sneaked around and found the golden nanmu carriage of the General's Mansion and broke one of the wheels.
When the wedding banquet is over, the banquet disperses.
Jiang Yizhou wore a bright red wedding robe and stood side by side with Mrs. Fang outside the door to see off the guests.
On today's wedding, he drank a lot of wine, his face was flushed, and he forced a false smile to show his joy and hospitality today.
One song is to see Qing Lingyi.
His smile suddenly froze, and his eyes fell on her.
It seemed that at this moment, he was truly happy.
"Since you have persisted to this point, don't even think about falling short." Mrs. Fang squeezed out a cold warning from between her teeth.
Jiang Yizhou was silent, his heart falling heavily.
Qing Lingyi and Mrs. Xue stood still and said auspicious words of blessing.
"A good marriage will last a hundred years, and a precious son will be born soon."
That's what Qing Lingyi said.
Jiang Yizhou suddenly remembered that his childhood dreams were, firstly, to write powerful poems, and secondly, to have a lasting relationship with her.
Neither of these two dreams came true.
"Thank you," Jiang Yizhou said softly, "Mrs. Cheng."
They said goodbye and left.
Lin Ruzhi's maid came up behind her and reminded her, "Uncle, the lady has asked you to go back quickly."
"good."
After spending time together, Jiang Yizhou's body adapted on its own, and Jiang Yizhou responded without thinking.
He looked away from Qing Lingyi's back, turned around, and walked towards the completely opposite path to hers.
Mrs. Fang's independent door.
The attendant came running to report: "Madam, the carriage in the general's palace is broken down."
"broken?"
"Yes, after walking not far, the wheel broke."
When Mrs. Fang arrived, the carriage of the General's Mansion was leaning aside. Qing Lingyi and Mrs. Xue had already gotten off and stood together in the night.
And Hu Mansion's golden nanmu carriage drove out with great fanfare.
Inside the carriage, Ye Wan peeked out and said, "That's Qing Lingyi. Her carriage can't move."
Hu Pingbo closed his eyes to rest and did not reply.
Hu Yi was drunk and clicked his tongue when he heard this: "Qing Lingyi, you look good. Cheng Yang... is blessed."
Ye Wan frowned.
"However, it's good to be bad," Hu Yi sneered, "How can their rough military commanders use the same carriage as us? They really don't know what is good or bad!"
The carriage entered the broad street.
On the roof, several men in black were lying on their stomachs, talking in Huyan dialect.
"Is that Qing Lingyi?"
"Look at the carriage."
"I don't think so."
"But there was a young man following the carriage. He had fought with us several times. I recognized him."
"It would be better to kill by mistake than let go."
"Do it!"
In the carriage, Hu Yi hummed a ditty.
Hu Pingbo was upset when he heard this and scolded: "What kind of lewd lyrics are you singing? Are you afraid that others won't know that you are a frequent visitor to the brothel?! Shut up!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a loud bang on the roof of the car.
A feather arrow suddenly appeared and hit Ye Tuan's calf.
She was stunned for a moment and screamed out in pain: "Ah——"
Hu Pingbo opened his eyes suddenly: "Someone is coming! There is an assassin! Someone is coming!!!"
