Chapter 56 The Young Master Died

"Father and Mother had the same idea: to be buried in the same dress. In fact, he had Mother custom-made two dresses, one in his size and one in hers?"

Gong Minglou speculated, "I wonder if he didn't express himself clearly, or if his mother misunderstood and gave both sets to Xiuyifang in men's sizes?"

Wei Qingyan shook his head. It was something that both of them cared about, so it was unlikely that they would make a mistake.

Now we know the reason why Madam Gong changed her burial clothes, but what about Gong Changying?

She asked Yu Liangzhi, "Master Yu, does Madam Gong often work as a maid in her boudoir?"

"The Yu family has a dedicated embroiderer. Mother only wants you to learn a little bit of embroidery. How could she really bear to let you make clothes? When you got married, mother gave her an embroiderer as a dowry."

Wei Qingya frowned slightly and looked at Wei Shiran, "Please check the records in the mansion's account book to see how often Gong Changying and the old lady made clothes."

"Okay." Wei Shiran turned around and left, and Qin hurriedly followed her out.

She was a little flustered by the look in Erye's eyes.

Wei Qingyan frowned slightly and fell into deep thought.

She didn't need to use needle and thread at her parents' home, but when she arrived at Gong's house, there was an embroiderer who personally made clothes for Gong Changying.

Their marriage was a transaction, so there was no need to please her husband so much.

Then it can only be the clothes she made for Gong Changying, and it cannot be known to outsiders!

And in the bedroom, there is a wardrobe that is several times larger than an ordinary one. Could it be that it contains clothes for more than just Old Lady Gong?

Mr. Gong Er once saw Mr. Gong dressed as a woman in the old lady's room. Does this mean that when they slept in the same bed, Gong Changying was dressed as a woman?

In the past, it was for Aunt Hua, and later it was because his wife was afraid of men and he wanted to be close to her, so he dressed as a woman?

So, was it for this reason that he asked to be buried in women's clothes? Was it because he wanted to be buried with his wife, but was afraid that his wife would not like him being buried in men's clothes?

Mrs. Gong agreed to let him be buried in women's clothing. In Gong Changying's view, did this mean that his wife promised that they would be together in the next life?

So, for Gong Changying, who had just passed away but still had some consciousness, was Mrs. Gong's changing of her burial clothes a rejection of his feelings?

Wei Qingyan felt like countless threads were tangled in his mind.

I even felt a little annoyed. We all have mouths, so why can't we have a good talk? We are wasting our lives and even bringing harm to our descendants.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Gong Minglou with unfriendly eyes.

Gong Minglou was about to say something, but when he met that gaze, his heart skipped a beat.

"What did you remember?" Wei Qingyan spoke first.

"Before my father passed away, I was worried that my mother wouldn't be able to make it, so my brother and I took turns watching over her at night."

Gong Minglou recalled, "That night, my father looked at me with a smile. When he saw that I had opened my eyes, he pointed to the place next to him and asked me to lie down there for a while.

Seeing that I didn't move, he said, "Come up and take a nap. The bed is not dirty. Your mother loves cleanliness very much. Although father is old, he dare not make it dirty, otherwise your mother will dislike him."

I had never slept on the same bed with my parents since I was a child, so I felt a little uncomfortable. But after hearing what he said, I was worried that he would misunderstand that I disliked him, so I lay down on them.

I smelled the scent of powder. When he saw me frowning, he smiled and said, "The smell of powder can soothe your mother, and your father has gotten used to it. It has been marinated on his body over the years."

Well, in the next life, your mother will be able to find me by smelling the scent. I still have to live in the next life. In the next life, your parents will definitely give birth to you earlier, so that our little second child won’t always complain about being so much younger than his brother.

I didn't know the truth about my parents' marriage before, so when I heard this, I was just sad that my father was leaving.

Now that I think about it, my father still hopes to have another life with my mother. He is really moved by my mother. He said that he wanted to give birth to me earlier. Is he regretting that he fell in love with my mother too late in this life?

But why dress like a woman?"

"That reminds me of something," Yu Liangzhi suddenly said, "That Persian cloth is hard to get, and my son happens to be in the Ministry of Revenue, and he has some connections with that Persian merchant.

Changying sent someone to tell me to help. When the cloth was received, it was the old steward of the Gong Mansion who came to pick it up.

Changying seldom asked me for help in her life, but she asked me for a piece of cloth. I was really curious so I opened it and took a look.

Seeing that the pattern and style didn't match my younger sister's, I asked more questions. The old housekeeper just smiled and said, "The master wants to make a break with the past and please the mistress."

Make a break with the past?

In Gong Changying's past, the person who had the greatest influence on him was Aunt Hua.

Wei Qingyan's mind suddenly became clear, and he said anxiously, "His two sets of dresses, one is for Concubine Hua, and the other is for Old Madam Gong."

She strode into the old lady's yard and spread the two dresses on the bed.

The two dresses are made of the same fabric but completely different styles.

One suit is more feminine and suitable for women in the Wei Dynasty, with a cross collar and a low neckline on the right. The other suit also has a skirt, but the neckline is a square high collar and the sleeves are narrow.

It's the same style that Wei Qingyan often wears.

Wei Qingyan wore this masculine dress to cover up her scars.

Gong Changying naturally has no scars to cover...he just wants to highlight his masculine features!

None of the three men who followed her were stupid. After hearing what she said before and looking at the two sets of clothes, they all agreed with Wei Qingyan's guess.

"But mother didn't know. She just thought that father still wanted to be a woman in his next life, so she took the initiative to change him into men's clothes." Gong Minglou stammered.

Wei Shiran's two sisters-in-law also rushed over. Wei Shiran said, "The accounts in the mansion are cleared every five years. My father passed away three years ago. I checked the accounts in the last two years of his life. The government only made him an outer robe according to custom.

My mother's courtyard bought a lot of cloth, especially fine cotton and silk for making inner clothes, which was almost equal to the amount for outer robes.

In the second year after I married into the Gong family, my mother handed over the power of managing the household to me, but the detailed accounts of my mother's yard were managed by the two maids beside her.

After her death, the account books were burned by two maids."

That’s right!

The Gong brothers roared in their hearts.

Throughout his life, my father's underwear was made by my mother or the two maids who were by her side. They made women's styles for him.

My father was arranged like this for his whole life. I think my mother still had a grudge and was still unwilling to accept him dressed as a man, so she wanted to wear women's clothes when he was buried together with her.

I don’t know how they communicated. They didn’t understand each other’s intentions and misunderstandings arose.

Father! Mother! You are both intelligent people, so why can't you see the feelings between you? Why won't you open up to each other?

Just because of this...why did it come to this, why did it come to this!

Both brothers' eyes were red.

"What should we do now?" Yu Liangzhi looked at his two nephews, felt pity for them, and asked for them.

Wei Qingyan pondered, "Send these two dresses to Xiuyifang and ask them to alter them according to the original size."

Since Gong Changying reported that size, there must be enough fabric. For such precious fabric, Xiuyifang will return the excess together with the clothes.

As soon as her gaze turned to Wei Shiran, Wei Shiran understood and said, "I'll go to the warehouse to get the fabric."

Wei Qingyan nodded, "If possible, give them some extra money and ask them to speed up the work."

Wei Shiran understood and went to Xiuyifang in person immediately.

The clothes were delivered back the next afternoon.

Yu Liangzhi also came to Gong's house again.

Wash your hands, rinse your mouth, and get ready.

Set up the table, burn incense and paper, grind ink, and copy scriptures.

Wei Qingyan instructed the Gong brothers, "When copying the scriptures, tell him the whole story, the whole process, and the consequences."

When the Gong brothers saw Wei Qingyan cut his finger and drip a few drops of blood into the inkstone, they didn't dare to say anything. They nodded and picked up the pen to dip it in ink.

Wei Qingyan also sat at the desk, copying scriptures with his two brothers.

Wei Shiran and the others did not dare to leave. They stared at the three people who were copying the scriptures. When their eyes fell on Wei Qingyan's writing hand, Wei Shiran was stunned.

Then he stared at Wei Qingyan's writing technique for a long time.

Wei Qingyan noticed her gaze, but didn't care, because she felt Gui Yuan's resistance, they were only half right.

Just when he was about to turn around and ask Gong Mingcheng what.

I heard Donggua wailing outside, "Master, Madam, the young master suddenly vomited blood... and died..."

"Puff..." Wei Qingyan also spat out a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.