I don’t know what Baguio told Zhang Jie, but Zhang Jie stopped making trouble after returning home.
Before, he would go to the gate of Xianglan Yuan every day and yell and curse. When he got tired of scolding, someone even brought a chair for him to sit in and scold him. He wouldn't leave anyway.
Huo Xi didn't pay attention to him. The servants in the courtyard didn't pay attention to him either. They walked back and forth from the door as if they hadn't seen him.
After Zhang Fu heard about it, he came to persuade him, but he scolded him, saying that this was the Duke's Mansion, his father's home, his home, not a two-bedroom and three-bedroom home! This made Zhang Fu angry.
You have to ignore him.
Unexpectedly, I went to the East Palace and calmed down.
Two days later, Zhang Biyao sent someone to find Huo Xi.
"Miss, Concubine Zhang is asking you to help me intercede. She is very grateful."
Zhang Biyao wanted to go to Meihua Mountain to meet the Wu family, but Zhang Fu sent someone to stop her, and the mother and daughter did not see her. Zhang Biyao had no choice but to come to beg Huo Xi.
Huo Xi thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Go back and tell Zhang Bin that it's not me who stops her, and it's not me who decides not to let her see her. But I'm willing to give it a try. Ask her to set a time, and I'll send someone to pick up her siblings.
Go over and meet Mr. Wu."
"Thank you, Miss."
The next day, Huo Xi asked Tayue to lead Baguio and Zhang Jie to Meihua Mountain.
On Meihua Mountain, the mountains and fields are already green.
But Wu's heart was filled with despair. She knew she would not survive.
These days, no matter whether she scolds, yells, talks softly, or puts down her dignity to beg, Zhang Fu remains unmoved. Even if she moves out Jie'er and Yao'er, not to mention that it's for the sake of the couple.
, and for the sake of the two children, let her live.
But Zhang Fu only said that he would take good care of the two children.
Wu was desperate.
The whole person is visibly wilted, like a dehydrated and decaying flower, or like the dead leaves on the treetops swirling in the wind, about to turn into mud.
When I couldn't sleep, I would curl up in the corner of my bed and think about this half-life experience.
If she had not left Shexian, gone to Beijing, or met the Duke, would her life have been different? Or would it have been a different outcome if she had been her concubine, not trying to be strong, and not thinking about things that did not belong to her?
no the same.
If life could happen again...she would definitely not take this path again. She would definitely plan carefully.
"Mother!"
Mrs. Wu thought she had heard wrongly, and turned around to look. Seeing that they were really two children, she raised her head and crawled over using both hands and feet.
Baguio and Zhang Jie also rushed toward her, and the mother and son hugged each other and cried.
"Mother, why are you like this?"
Zhang Biyao stroked Wu's wild hair with her hands, and her tears fell more and more fiercely. It had only been half a month, and her mother had already aged so much that her hair was already gray on her temples.
"Mother." Zhang Jie leaned in her arms, crying and unwilling to get up.
Mrs. Wu held the hands of her two children and looked at them carefully, inch by inch, as if she couldn't get enough, shedding tears.
"Jie'er, don't cry. Mother wants to say a few words to you."
Looking at her young and ignorant son, Mrs. Wu was heartbroken.
Then Baguio persisted: "You have to be well in the East Palace. Your brother will be left to you from now on. You need to take good care of him. From now on, only your siblings are the closest people in this world."
Zhang Biyao cried and nodded: "I will. I will look at Jie'er."
"There is a box in the secret cabinet on my mother's bed, which contains the banknotes and the deed of the house and the land of the shop..." Mrs. Wu made her final explanation to her two children.
"The banknote plus silver is more than 110,000 taels. Mother will give you another 50,000 taels..."
"I don't want it, give it all to my brother."
"You heard mother say that you haven't established a foothold in the East Palace yet, and you have some money that you can use everywhere. Only when you are well can you protect your brother."
The mother still couldn't let go of Jie'er. Zhang Biyao nodded while crying.
Wu smiled and stroked her head: "You have become a lot more sensible. Mother is very pleased. I will leave all the jewelry in mother's room to you. I will also give you 10,000 taels of silver to your grandparents. You will send someone to take them to mother."
In Zhuangzi, ask them not to stay in the capital and live a good life in Zhuangzi. In the future, your sister and brother will visit them from time to time and help mother take care of them."
Zhang Biyao and Zhang Jie both nodded in agreement.
"The rest of the things will be left to Xie'er. I'm afraid Xie'er won't be able to attack Jue, but your father... he loves Xie'er and won't ignore Xie'er. No matter what, Xie'er's share of the family wealth is also there...
…”
Mrs. Wu burst into tears, her son should not have ended like this.
Her Jie'er was only eleven years old. Without the protection of his mother, he was nothing in the high-gate courtyard.
Thinking of having her son alone in the house in the future, Mrs. Wu was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.
"Mother!" "My son, what will you do in the future?"
The mother and son cried uncontrollably.
Zhang Fu stood not far from the door with his back on his back, raised his head, blinked again and again, raised his legs and left.
Zhang Biyao and Zhang Jie went down the mountain before sunset. If they were reluctant to leave, Zhang Biyao would not be able to spend the night outside. Wu did not leave Zhang Jie behind either.
After the two children left, Mrs. Wu regained her composure, put on new clothes, asked someone to cook a vegetarian meal, boiled a pot of wine, and called Zhang Fu.
The couple sat down, one on the left and the other on the right.
I didn't eat a few bites of the meal and drank two bottles of wine.
"Master, I know I won't survive. Before I leave, I want to ask you to help me take care of my two children."
"You don't need to say this. Yao'er and Xie'er are my flesh and blood, and I will love them well."
"I know that I love my children, but I don't just have these two children. I just hope that I can take care of them a little more because they have lost their mother."
A child who has lost his mother? His child, who has lost his mother, is nothing more than a Yaoer and a reconciler.
"Don't worry, I will educate Jie'er well and take care of Yao'er in the future."
"With these words from the master, I feel relieved." He poured a glass of wine for Zhang Fu and poured a glass for himself.
"I'll give you another drink."
The two drank, and Wu began to recall the past years, recalling the day when she first met Zhang Fu...
"At that time, I just entered the house and looked at the handsome master. I couldn't take my eyes away... and saw the master supporting the pregnant Li with a gentle look on his face. I thought to myself, if the master can do this,
If you treat me like this, I would be willing to die immediately..."
Zhang Fu said nothing.
He is not a hard-hearted person. Although Wu came into his life in that way and he was not happy with her, she gave birth to his children and lived by his side for more than ten years. Seeing that she was about to leave
Even if he dies, he cannot remain indifferent.
The two of them drank until the moon was high.
After Zhang Fu left, Wu sat in silence for a long time.
It wasn't until the sky turned white that he brought himself a basin of water, washed his face and body, and then carefully cleaned himself up in the mirror.
Unscrew a hairpin, pour out a piece of spices from it, light it and put it in the incense burner.
Then he got dressed and lay on the bed.
When my mind becomes more and more confused, the experiences of these years pass through my mind like running water until they disappear.
Wu Shi Ruizhu sighed, there are still so many things that have not been done, her son, she will not see him grow up, marry a wife and have children.
So many, so many regrets.
Wu slowly closed her eyes. A tear fell from the corner of her eye and disappeared on the pillow.
