Chapter 50: The Man Who Loves to Wear Women's Clothing

Gong Jun didn't come back until the evening.

He handed the paper with the measurements written on it to Wei Qingyan with a pale face. "I've confirmed it over and over again. This is the measurement my grandmother gave me."

The two brothers of the Gong family quickly leaned over to look.

The two men's expressions suddenly became uglier than ghosts.

The brothers looked and were built just like their father. They were very familiar with the size, which was their father's.

Shocking!

The clothes my mother asked Xiuyifang to make were actually made according to my father's measurements.

Why did she make women's clothes for her father?

"Please recall, during your time with Mr. Gong, was there anything about him that was different from an ordinary man?"

Wei Qingyan's cold voice brought the two brothers back to life.

Gong Minglou looked straight at Wei Qingyan, "Father is the most manly man. Although he is elegant and refined, he is never effeminate.

He is the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, the one feared by criminals and privately called the King of Hell. He is a man of integrity, so how could he like red makeup?

Miss Chang, you must be wrong. After my father became ill, my mother was always worried about him. She must have been in a trance and reported the wrong size.

She took care of her father throughout his life, remembering that his stature was greater than her own, so it must be like this..."

If he really remembered it wrongly, why did he remind Xiuyifang of that?

Wei Qingyan stared at him.

When she was young, she had met Gong Changying. She was pretty, but definitely not stunning.

But the old housekeeper praised him as more handsome than millions of women in the world.

Why would the old butler praise a man like this?

Could it be because Gong Changying was wearing women's clothing at the time that he was compared to a woman?

"thump."

The sound of something heavy falling interrupted Wei Qingyan's thoughts. She turned her head and saw Gong Minglou sitting on the ground, looking as stiff as a frost-bitten eggplant.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" Gong Jun hurriedly bent down to help him.

Gong Minglou twisted his neck inch by inch towards Gong Mingcheng, "Brother...Brother, do you remember that more than 20 years ago, an aunt came to our house.

She...she looks like her father, and is...similar in height. She's...in her mother's room..."

He couldn't continue.

That year, when he was about seven or eight years old, he read a very interesting travelogue at night and was so excited that he couldn't sleep, so he went to his mother's room and wanted to discuss it with his father.

But the father was not there, and there were only the mother and a woman in the room.

My mother said that she was my father's distant cousin who was visiting our house and would be leaving tomorrow, so she wanted to chat with her.

He was still thinking about the travelogue, and since he saw his mother had guests, he didn't stay long.

The next day when he went to his mother's yard, the aunt had already left. His mother said that the aunt had come secretly because she had a quarrel with her husband's family, and asked him not to tell anyone else.

He put the matter behind him.

Until what happened just now opened up his dusty memories.

He was no longer a child of seven or eight years old, but a twenty-eight-year-old teacher at the Imperial College. When he thought back on what happened in the past, he could find many unreasonable things.

The Gong family didn't have much contact with the distant aunt, otherwise other people in the mansion would have known about it.

The woman in my mother's room was clearly my father wearing women's clothes.

His words were like a bolt of thunder, striking Gong Mingcheng on the forehead.

Another plop.

Gong Mingcheng also fell to the ground, his forehead wet. He looked at his brother, "Wh...what do you mean?"

"It's my father." Gong Minglou said with difficulty, "I saw my father applying lip balm when I was young, but the old housekeeper smiled and told me that my father bought it as a gift for my mother. He was worried that it wouldn't work, so he tried it on her first.

You know, my mother is always picky about things, so I never doubted it and even thought my father treated her very well."

Gong Mingcheng's chest heaved violently, and he glared at Gong Minglou, "Why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't you say it earlier..."

His voice faded.

I know it very well.

How to say it?

No one could have imagined that a father as tall and majestic as a mountain would actually prefer women's makeup.

He was twelve years older than his second brother, and even he didn't suspect anything, so how could he blame his younger brother who was still a child at the time?

Now that I think about it, it was because my father liked to buy objects for his daughters' families that his brothers and even people in the capital believed that those objects were bought by his father for his mother, making them think that his father loved his mother very much.

Once everyone realizes this, they will no longer find their father's behavior strange, but will instead think that he is a thoughtful husband.

What about the mother? Why did she cooperate with the father and cover up for him?

From the old housekeeper's words, I learned that my father was not willing to marry my mother at first. Was it because she supported his habit that he married her later?

What did your father ask your mother for before he died?

My mother even helped hide my father's habit for his entire life, so why did she go against his last wish in the end?

Although they were mentally prepared, neither of the brothers expected to find out such a result, and they were a little overwhelmed.

Wei Qingyan looked at the two brothers who were drooping on the ground and said softly, "That cloth was bought by Old Master Gong for himself."

Boom!

The two brothers' hearts trembled violently. Gong Minglou grabbed his brother's arm again and moved closer to him.

"The old man who loved women's clothing bought these fabrics for himself at a high price, and before he died, he sent the fabrics to Xiuyifang to have clothes customized according to his size. What did he want to do?"

Wei Qingyan looked at the two of them, her dark eyes seemed to hold magic, guiding the two brothers to think along the lines of her words.

Gong Mingcheng's whole body tensed up and he swallowed hard, "Father wants to be buried in women's clothing?"

He lived for forty years, and this was the boldest idea he had ever made.

But I still find it hard to accept it.

Wei Qingyan looked at Gong Minglou again. Gong Minglou's expression was as if he had been struck by lightning, his eyes full of disbelief, but he finally nodded, "Perhaps what Big Brother said is right. Then, can burning two pieces of clothing for Father resolve the grudge?"

"I'm afraid it's not that simple." Wei Qingyan shook his head.

"Assuming this is the old man's last wish, combined with his resentment and the old housekeeper's words, it means that Madam Gong agreed to his request.

According to the speed of Xiuyifang, if they rushed to make it after the old man passed away, it would be enough to wear for burial. Perhaps these were all estimated by the old man.

But Mrs. Gong, who had been obedient and cooperative all her life, did not do as the old man instructed.

The old man was willing to hand this matter over to her, which showed that he trusted the old lady very much. The old lady's breach of trust was tantamount to betrayal, which might be one of the reasons for his resentment.

Madam Gong's family, the Yu Mansion, was the residence of the Minister of Revenue. Back then, it was considered marrying down. Perhaps we should investigate why your mother married your father."

This is just speculation at the moment and needs to be confirmed from multiple sources before the grudge can be truly resolved.

Time waits for no one.

Gong Mingcheng also understood the reasoning. He took a deep breath and said, "There are two uncles in the Yu Mansion. We will visit them tonight."

Wei Qingyan nodded and said, "I will pretend to be your servant and go with you."

As for how the Gong brothers could get what they wanted from the Yu family without exposing their father's privacy, Wei Qingyan did not intend to get involved. They had their own ways.

After the three of them had reached an agreement, Wei Qingyan returned to the guest house.

Yan Lan just came back too.

She also followed everyone to the palace gate today and asked the emperor to thoroughly investigate the Huangshaling incident.

The demands of the students and the people forced the emperor to express his position. Finally, he ordered the prince to supervise the Ministry of Justice to investigate the matter. The Wu family was also taken to the Ministry of Justice for questioning.

Seeing that the Wu family was imprisoned, the mother and daughter of the Luo family were worried that they would be implicated, so they decided to take Luo Chengzhou's body back to Linzhou.

"Are they no longer clamoring for revenge?" Wei Qingyan was slightly surprised.

She expected that Mrs. Wu would not easily reveal Luo Congyun's identity, but she did not expect that Luo Congyun, who had always been proud of his identity, could endure it?

Wei Qingyan's intuition told him that something was wrong.

Just as he was about to go to the Wu Mansion to investigate before the Gong brothers set off, Du Xueyi came hurriedly and said, "Boss, Prince Rong has been poisoned. It was the Queen Mother who did it. Are you okay?"

He was really at a loss as to why the Queen Mother wanted to poison her own son, and he was also worried that Wei Qingyan would be implicated because of the Seal of Merit.