Wishful Things

"Mother, let's report to the police! If this drags on, I'm afraid that my second sister will—" Cui Yunwei was burning with anxiety.

Wen's eyes were painful and hesitant.

She didn't know that the hope of reporting to the official would be greater, but 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 terrible.

It has been so long, whether the government can find Qing'er back or not, even if they really do, Qing'er's reputation will be completely ruined, and the criticism from outsiders will definitely follow her for the rest of 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 Bo Mansion and the Wen family...

Although she wanted to get her daughter back, she would never hesitate even if she wanted to exchange her own life. However, this world is especially unfair to women. There are so many things on women. As long as they live in this world, they are destined to be unable to escape.

"Is mother afraid that father will blame him?"

Cui Yunwei frowned and said: "It's a big deal. After this matter is over, my mother will take me and my second sister to reconcile with my father!"

Over the years, my father obeyed my grandmother in everything, and never thought about my mother and their sisters.

But if you can bear it, you can bear it.

The second younger sister who really let her down on her father encountered such a thing this time, not only was her father not worried, but he also wanted to suppress the matter, and scolded her mother in every possible way for it, and even beat her!

My father usually makes trouble after drinking some bad wine. He has mediocre ability, mediocre appearance, and smelly feet!

Such a man full of flaws, no one wants to throw it on the street!

The more Cui Yunwei thought about it, the more she felt worthless for her mother, and said: "Even if he really drives us out, so what, mother still has a dowry, and besides, I can do embroidery to support mother and second sister!"

What's the matter with the woman, at worst, she can follow the example of Master Xu Ying in Shangyu Pavilion and live a good life with her own skills.

Wen Shi heard a wry smile on his face.

As far as my daughter's embroidery skills are concerned, it's not bad if she doesn't post money. How can she support her?

Besides, if she reported to the official, with so many eyes on her, it would be even more impossible for her husband to reconcile with her.

"Stop saying such silly things."

Wen's eyes were red, and he said with a complicated expression: "Whether you want to report to the government, it's not too late to make a decision after your grandmother's funeral tomorrow..."

She still needs to think again.

Cui opened her mouth to speak, but she didn't say much.

She is not Wen's, so she can't really put herself in the other person's situation and thoughts, so naturally it's not easy to interfere.

Seeing Wen's expression repeated in front of him, Xu Mingyi already had the answer in his heart.

She didn't know what Wen's thought later, and whether he encountered other obstacles, but it was clear that the other party still failed to report to the official in the end.

If not, she would not have been ignorant of Cousin Qing's disappearance in her previous life.

But there are still advantages to reporting to the official.

Leaving aside the question of concealment and investigation, it is far more effective than not having the government intervene.

And the other party's doing so obviously predicted that Yong'an Bofu would not dare to report to the official—under such circumstances, if he really reported to the official, it might still be able to shake the mountain and lure the snake out of the hole.

No matter how bad it is, if you take the opportunity to observe the reactions of everyone around you, you can always gain something more or less.

Thinking about how the Cui family sisters were deliberately embarrassed by Xia Xi in Shangyu Pavilion that day, Xu Mingyi pondered for a moment, and finally opened his mouth.

"About reporting to the official, I have an idea. I wonder if Madam would like to hear it?"

Wen's raised his head upon hearing the sound.

Under the light of the soft and light orange gauze lamp, the girl's originally bright face looked more beautiful, but her eyes were clear and calm, which made people feel inexplicably more at ease when looking at her.

Even if she didn't expect much from the girl's next words, Wen still nodded.

"Miss Xu, please tell me."

The night wind swayed into the house, and the flames surrounded by gauze lanterns danced slightly.

The night outside the window is like splashing ink.

The next day was the time for Mrs. Yong Anbo's funeral.

Wherever the funeral procession passed by, there were paper money floating all over the sky. As a well-known peerless filial son in Beijing, Cui Xin, the eldest son of Yong'an Bo, held his arm tied with a thick wound cloth and cried until he burst into tears.

Seeing this scene, Wu Chao on horseback frowned slightly in disgust.

It is certainly a sad thing when someone dies in the family, but it is not enough for a big man to cry in the street so unsightly that he has to be dragged away by his servants, and even the coffin bearers behind him have to stop and wait repeatedly The word decent.

The horse slowly left the crowd, waited until there was no one there, and galloped all the way back to 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.

"Young master."

A servant in the front yard came up to meet him and said, "Your Majesty, let me wait here for you to return home."

Hearing this, Wu Chao stopped and looked at the servant.

The servant continued, "The prince is waiting in the study for the young master to talk."

Wu Chao nodded slightly, and walked away without asking any further questions.

In the main courtyard, in the bright and spacious study room, Prince Dingnan's son Wu Jingming heard the transmission from the servants outside the study room, first got up and put the secret letter in his hand back into the dark compartment of the bookshelf, and said: "Come in."

While speaking, he casually took a book from the shelf and put it in his hand.

The servant pushed the door open, Wu Chao walked in, glanced at the history book in his father's hand, his eyes couldn't help but move slightly.

My father is well versed in various histories, and there is no need to read history books on weekdays.

Therefore, such books are usually placed in the corner of the bookshelf and are rarely taken out.

Wu Chao glanced at the corner of the bookshelf without any 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 truthfully: "My son wants to continue to investigate the matter of being calculated and distressed earlier."

The person who was hiding in the dark and wanted to kill him, whether it was the court or the Wu family, has not yet been able to find out who it is.

"As I said before, this matter, people from the clan will investigate it, so you don't have to worry too much."

Wu Chao's expression didn't change much upon hearing this, but he asked bluntly, "Why doesn't my father want me to handle this matter?"

Outsiders may not be clear, but his father has always known that he, the grandson of Dingnan King, seems to often get into trouble in Ningyang, only knows how to play around, and has no other merits worth mentioning except a face, but these are just doing things. Just show it to the court.

On the contrary, what he has to learn and the tests he has to endure since he was a child are more than a hundred times more than others.

The Wu family secretly held power in various parts of Ningyang, and he began to try to take over three years ago under the behest of his grandfather.

There are entanglements with various forces in the family, and even those who are not suitable to see the lives of those who are involved in the light, he has also handled them all.

Therefore, it is totally unreasonable for my father to dissuade him twice and again, if he thinks he is messing around and can't help much.

Today he wants to ask his father clearly.

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