"Mom, let's report it to the official! If we continue like this, I'm afraid that my second sister will——" Cui Yunwei was worried.
Wen's eyes were painful and hesitant.
She didn't know that her hope would be greater after reporting to the official. However, after thinking about it for more than ten days, she also clearly understood that the consequences of reporting to the official were also the most terrifying.
Such a long time has passed, regardless of whether the government can find Qing'er back. Even if they do, Qing'er's reputation will be completely ruined, and the criticism from outsiders will definitely follow her throughout her life.
Not only Qing'er, Wei'er's marriage will also be affected.
Even other girls in the uncle's house will be implicated.
Not to mention the reputation of the uncle's house and the Wen family...
Although she wanted to find her daughter, she would not hesitate even if she had to sacrifice her own life. However, this world is particularly unfair to women. Many things are weighing on women. As long as they live in this world, they are destined to escape.
Don't fall off.
"Is mother afraid that father will blame her?"
Cui Yunwei frowned and said, "At the worst, after this incident, my mother can take me and my second sister to reconcile with my father!"
Over the years, my father had obeyed my grandmother in everything and never thought about my mother and their sisters.
But I can bear it if I can.
The second sister who really disappointed her father encountered this kind of thing this time. Instead of worrying, her father was focused on suppressing the matter. He scolded her mother in every possible way and even beat her!
My father usually makes trouble after drinking some bad wine. He has mediocre abilities, mediocre looks, and his feet smell!
No one would want such a man full of shortcomings on the street!
The more Cui Yunwei thought about it, the more she felt that it was not worth it for her mother, and she added: "So what if he really kicks us out, my mother still has the dowry, and besides, I can still do embroidery to support my mother and my second sister!"
What's wrong with the woman? At worst, she can learn from Master Xu Ying in Shang Yu Pavilion and not marry, and she can still live a good life with her own skills.
Mr. Wen had a wry smile on his face.
As far as my daughter's embroidery skills are concerned, it's pretty good if she doesn't pay any money, so how can she support her?
Moreover, if she really reports to the police, with so many eyes staring at her, it will be even more impossible for her husband to reconcile with her.
"Stop saying such silly things."
Wen's eyes were red and she said with a complex expression: "Whether you want to report to the official or not, it won't be too late to make a decision after your grandmother's funeral tomorrow..."
She still needs to think about it carefully.
Ms. Cui opened her mouth to speak, but didn't say much.
She is not Wen, so she cannot truly put herself in the other person's shoes and understand their situation and thoughts, so naturally it is difficult for her to interfere.
Looking at Wen's confused expression in front of him, Xu Mingyi already had the answer in his mind.
She didn't know what Mr. Wen thought about it later, or whether he encountered other obstacles, but it was obvious that the other party failed to get the official position in the end.
Otherwise, she would not have known anything about the disappearance of her cousin Qing in her previous life.
But there are still benefits to reporting to the official.
Not to mention that it would be twice the result with half the effort to investigate in hiding places than without government intervention.
And by doing this, the other party obviously expected that the Yong'an Mansion would not dare to report to the official. Under such circumstances, if he really reported to the official, it might be able to knock the mountain and shake the tiger, and lure the snake out of its hole.
No matter how bad it is, you can always gain something by taking the opportunity to observe everyone's reactions.
Thinking about how the Cui sisters were deliberately embarrassed by Xia Xi in Shang Yu Pavilion that day, Xu Mingyi thought about it for a moment and finally spoke.
"I have an idea regarding reporting to officials. I wonder if Madam would be willing to listen to it?"
Wen Shi raised his head when he heard the sound.
Under the illumination of the soft and light orange gauze lamp, the girl's originally bright appearance looked even more beautiful, but her eyes were clear and calm, making people feel inexplicably calmer after looking at her.
Even though she didn't have high hopes for what the girl would say next, Wen still nodded.
"Miss Xu, please speak."
The night wind blew into the house, and the flames held by the gauze lanterns danced slightly.
The night outside the window is like splashing ink.
The next day was the funeral of Mrs. Yong Anbo.
Wherever the funeral procession passed, paper money was flying everywhere. As a well-known filial son in the capital, Cui Xin, the prince of Yong'an, held his arm tied with a thick wound cloth and burst into tears.
When Wu Chao on horseback saw this scene, he frowned in disgust.
It is certainly a sad thing when someone in the family dies, but it is really not enough for a grown man to cry in the street in such an unsightly manner that he has to be dragged away by servants, and even the pallbearers behind him have to stop and wait repeatedly.
The word "face" means "face".
The horse slowly left the crowd, waited until no one was around, and galloped all the way back to the Dingnan Palace in the middle of the capital.
The young man jumped off the horse, threw the reins to the servant who came forward to salute, and strode up the stone steps.
"Son."
A boy in the front yard came up to him and said, "The prince asked me to wait here for the young master to return home."
When Wu Chao heard this, he stopped and looked at the young man.
The young man then said: "Your Majesty is waiting in the study for Young Master to come over and talk."
Wu Chao nodded slightly and walked away without asking any more questions.
In the main courtyard, in the spacious and bright study room, Prince Dingnan Prince Wu Jingming heard the message from the servants outside the study. He stood up and put the secret letter in his hand back into the secret compartment of the bookshelf, and then said: "Come in."
While talking, he casually pulled a book from the bookshelf into his hand.
The servant pushed the door open, and Wu Chao walked in. He glanced at the history book in his father's hand, and his eyes couldn't help but move slightly.
My father was well versed in history and there was no need to read history books on weekdays.
Therefore, these types of books are usually placed in the corners of bookshelves and are rarely taken out.
Wu Chao glanced at the corner of the bookshelf without leaving a trace, raised his hand and saluted: "Father."
"I heard that you went to the teahouse again today?" Wu Jingming sat down behind the desk and motioned for his son to sit down and talk.
"Yes." Wu Chao said matter-of-factly: "My son wants to continue to investigate the matter of the previous conspiracy and danger."
The person hiding in the darkness who wanted to kill him, whether it was the imperial court or the Wu family, has not yet been able to find out who he is.
"I have said before that people from the clan will investigate this matter, so you don't have to worry too much."
Wu Chao's expression didn't change much when he heard this, but he asked bluntly: "Why doesn't father want me to handle this matter?"
Outsiders may not know it clearly, but my father has always known that he, the grandson of King Dingnan, seems to have often gotten into trouble in Ningyang. He only knows how to play around and has no other merits worth mentioning except his face. But these are just doing things.
Just for the court to see.
On the contrary, the things he has to learn and the tests he has to undergo since childhood are hundreds of times more than others.
The Wu family secretly controls various places in Ningyang, and he began to try to take over under his grandfather's instructions three years ago.
There were entanglements between various forces in the clan, and he was also involved in all the conflicts involving human lives that were not suitable for the light of day.
Therefore, it makes no sense to say that his father's repeated attempts to dissuade him are because he thinks he is fooling around and cannot be of any help.
