Chapter 886 Can You Teach My Mother a Lesson? (Long Chapter)
"What did you dream about?"
The Fourth Master said in a daze, "I saw the child kowtow to me and say, 'Father, take care.' Then he was taken away by someone."
"This... I dreamed of him, and he gave me a token in my dream."
After saying that, Wenjiu spread out his hands and took out the token to show the Fourth Master.
"This..." The Fourth Master was also shocked for a moment: "Where did you get this?"
Wen Jiu pursed his lips and said, "When I woke up, I found that I was holding this sign in my hand."
Wen opened his right hand again and said, "Master, I found this at the head of your bed."
The Fourth Master was also staring at the token in a daze for a moment.
Wen Jiu continued, "In the dream, Honghui told us to go find him."
Siye Zheng was stunned for a moment: "Jiu'er, do you think that if our skills become more powerful, will we really have the opportunity to see the deceased?"
If this had happened in the past, the Fourth Master would have found it absurd. But now, because of all the incredible things happening around him after the appearance of Jiu'er, he actually felt a little more expectant.
"Maybe, it's possible." Wenjiu said.
Isn't she herself a deceased person?
After a long time, the Fourth Master returned the piece of wine to Wenjiu and put his own piece into his arms.
"Since it was given by that child, we should keep it well."
"Um."
Wenjiu tilted his head, leaned lightly on the Fourth Master's shoulder and responded.
Looking closely at the Fourth Master, I realized that just yesterday, a row of blisters had appeared on his lips. His lips were also dry and cracked.
He didn't show much sadness on his face, and could even be said to be calm. Only Wenjiu knew that this incident had also brought a heavy blow to the Fourth Master.
Honghui was his firstborn son, sickly since childhood, and the Fourth Master had invested the most time and energy in him. Now that child had died in such a vile manner, how could the Fourth Master accept such an outcome? It was a blessing that he could still suppress his emotions.
However, the Fourth Master didn't have much time to sort himself out.
The two of them woke up and heard Su Peisheng's voice.
"Master, are you awake? It seems that the time is almost up. According to the rules, you should go to the palace today and personally announce the death of the emperor."
Wen Jiu looked at the Fourth Master with some concern: "Master...if you are not feeling well, you don't have to go in person. It will be the same if you let me go."
The Fourth Master curled his lips lightly, "Don't worry, Honghui left something for me. Maybe he's fine, so there's nothing to be sad about. I still have to go to the palace. Let the Emperor know. Also, there's something wrong with Guangci. I'm still a little worried about him being in front of the Emperor. There are some things that I still need to report to the Emperor immediately."
Wenjiu listened and sighed: "Then I'll bring some honey water for you, remember to drink it on the way."
"good."
I warmed the wine by mixing some honey with spiritual spring water and adding some cooling and heat-reducing chrysanthemum petals, and gave it to him to drink on the road.
As soon as the Fourth Master left the house, Wenjiu called Xiaojin out.
"Xiao Jin, find me all the books about the dark energy. I must read them carefully."
"Master, are you worried about the Fourth Master's condition of not recognizing people?"
"Yes, he's sometimes good and sometimes bad. This time, I'm afraid it has something to do with that dark aura. We must not be careless."
"But there are very few books about the Dark Aura. The occasional ones I see only mention it briefly, and no one has yet fully grasped it. I'm afraid it's going to be hard to find."
"Try to find as many fragments as you can, even scraps of information, random travelogues. If you have any, bring them out."
"Yes, Master."
As the two were talking, they heard footsteps at the door.
Then, Shanzha came in and said, "Master, do you want to go check on the young princes? There's unrest in the mansion. Yesterday, several of the young princes were clamoring to see you."
Wenjiu was stunned for a moment and slapped his head. He was so busy that he became stupid. It seemed like he hadn't had a good talk with the children for a long time.
Let Xiao Jin find it first, and she got up and went to the children's room.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw their four little heads huddled together, not knowing what they were doing.
Wen Jiu came closer curiously: "What are you doing?"
When these words were spoken, the other children were startled and immediately put the things in their hands behind their backs.
"Mom! Why are you here?" Dabao said.
"We didn't do anything, we didn't do anything!" Erbao said.
Sanbao and Sibao nodded their heads in agreement.
Wen Jiu looked at them, then at the paper that fell on the ground: "What are you playing? Can you teach me? I haven't seen you for the past two days. I miss you so much and want to play with you."
"I can teach Mommy!" Erbao immediately raised his little hand: "Just hold the small scissors... woo woo woo"
Erbao was halfway through his words when Sibao covered his mouth.
The Fourth Master glared at his brother, then grinned at Wen Jiu and said, "Mother, our fun is boring. Why don't we go out and play together?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Sanbao blinked and immediately nodded in agreement.
Wen Jiu glanced at her youngest son again, then looked at Dabao: "Dabao, are you hiding something from me? I'm a little sad. I've been out for two days, busy, and now that I'm back, you're not close to me..."
"No, no, no." Dabao immediately went to hold Wenjiu's hand, and then touched Wenjiu's cheek to comfort her: "Don't be sad, mother. We are not hiding it from you."
"real?"
"Really. Mother, don't be sad. Dabao will hug you." Dabao immediately put his arms around Wenjiu's neck again.
If he wasn't so small now, his actions would be exactly the same as the Fourth Master's.
"Then Dabao, tell me what you were doing just now?"
"Mother, we are actually making money."
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "Silver money?"
"It's paper money." Dabao said, "Mother, I heard that burning paper money will give my brother plenty of money to spend in heaven. So I'll take my brothers with me. If mother is angry, just punish Dabao alone."
Wenjiu was stunned for a moment and glanced at Liusu next to him.
Liusu was also shocked and immediately knelt down: "I just found out about this. I'm afraid that when he saw us preparing paper money during breakfast this morning, the gossip he said was overheard by the Second Prince..."
"Get up." Wenjiu waved his hand and took the scissors from Dabao's hand: "Dabao, come and teach me how to cut this."
Dabao and the others all looked at Wenjiu at the same time.
"Mom, aren't you angry?" Dabao asked.
Wen Jiu smiled and asked, "Dabao, why do you think mother is angry?"
"Dabao knows that my brother's mother bullied me, and I don't like my brother's mother."
"Yes, big brother's mother is annoying." Erbao said with a snort.
Wen Jiu just nodded: "Yes, Honghui's mother is very annoying."
Seeing the few treasures looking at him nervously, Wen Jiu smiled and said, "But, your eldest brother is your eldest brother. Your eldest brother's mother and his mother had some grudges, but now it's all in the past. These have nothing to do with your eldest brother. Your eldest brother is a good boy."
"Big brother is a good person. He feeds Dabao delicious food. He also teaches Dabao to read, although Dabao can recognize those characters. I heard from the nanny that big brother has gone to heaven and we will never see him again. We want to bring more money for big brother. But the nanny said that it is unlucky and we can't touch it. Mother, are you angry?" After saying that, he glanced at Wenjiu carefully.
Wen Jiu curled his lips and said, "Dabao, you did a great job. You can distinguish right from wrong and are affectionate and thoughtful. Mother is not only not angry, but is very pleased and happy.
Come, I'll help you cut paper money together, and then burn it for your big brother, okay?"
"good!"
Several little guys said in unison.
Wenjiu also smiled and chatted with his sons for a long time while cutting paper money.
It was also today that Wenjiu realized that the children, who she could not see, had already developed a very deep relationship with each other.
Honghui is a good brother.
He would give copies of any interesting calligraphy and painting books he got to his younger brothers.
The younger ones would always sneak him food.
He also mentioned that once Sanbao gave Honghui a super spicy duck neck. After Honghui ate it, his throat was so spicy that he couldn't speak for the whole day.
The little ones were terrified, but Honghui didn't say a word.
Later, a few little guys got together and stole some warm fruit wine to drink, calling it an apology.
In this way, Honghui, who was in poor health, successfully got more than a day's sleep.
The children were still smiling as they spoke, but Wenjiu felt more and more uncomfortable the more he listened.
They didn't seem to have much idea about death and departure. They were just sad about why their eldest brother left and why he didn't come back for a long time.
"Mother, will you leave us and go to a very far place like my elder brother did?"
Wenjiu was stunned when he heard Dabao ask this.
"I heard from the nanny that everyone has to leave. Will mother leave too?" Dabao blinked his bright eyes and looked at Wenjiu.
Wen Jiu couldn't help but touch his head: "Maybe, but that will be a long, long time from now, so long that Dabao will become someone else's father and may have children and grandchildren. Mother may be old and want to go far away too."
"Then Dabao will stay with Mom." Dabao thought for a moment and tilted his head, saying, "Anyway, Dabao can't be separated from Mom. My brothers can't either. They all have to stay together."
"Yes, our family is together. We will go to find big brother together when the time comes." Sanbao said.
"You also need to bring a lot of money." Sibao said.
Erbao blinked his eyes and said, "I have the strength. I will carry the money."
Wen Jiu looked at his sons and couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Okay, bring lots of money."
After all, something big happened in the mansion, so Wenjiu did not ask the teacher to come and teach Dabao and the others today, so that the children could have a day off. He then accompanied them for a quick meal.
After lunch, when the children were sent to take a nap, an unexpected guest arrived in Qingliang Pavilion.
"Concubine, I have a new pot of green chrysanthemums. They look fresh, so I brought them here especially for you."
Song placed the flowers on the table with her own hands, smiling brightly. She then added, "I also have a pot of rich rouge-colored flowers. Although they are common, they look festive and the color is so good that I sent them to you as well."
Wen Jiu glanced at it and said: "The greenhouse has been delivered this morning, so there is no need to put so many things on display. You can take them back."
Song's eyes rolled as she listened, and her smile widened. "Oh, look at me. In the courtyard, there is only one master, Concubine Fu Jin, and these servants must be closely following you. I, a little thing, am showing off my sword in front of Guan Gong."
Wen Jiu frowned slightly and glanced at Song's smiling face: "Why, are you so happy today?"
"This... Concubine, look at what you said. Now that there are no outsiders around, aren't you happy? I have long disliked the Ulanara and Li families. The Ulanara family only took advantage of her good family background to become a concubine. Look at her character and appearance, how can she compare with you, Concubine?"
And Li, who had always been arrogant and domineering, treating others with extreme cruelty, now meted out like this, it was truly retribution.
"It's you, Concubine, who has been in charge of the household affairs. We have all been humbled by you. I see that the position of the First Concubine is also in your pocket. I congratulate you in advance."
Wenjiu didn't even glance at Song, but just leaned back in his chair with his eyes lowered.
"Shut up!" Liusu beside her suddenly said coldly, "Song Gege, be careful with your words! Our master is tired, Song Gege, please go back."
"This... Concubine, I've been talking too much. I'm really not very careful with my mouth. From now on, I will never say anything. It's just..." Song said, moving closer: "I have said before that I am willing to serve you at all times. Now, I want to tell you that this is my gift of surrender to you."
Wen Jiu paused and looked towards Song: "What's the matter?"
"Why is Concubine still pretending to be confused?" Song smiled and said, "Li's success in meeting Concubine is entirely due to my efforts. I also put in a lot of effort.
Later, the servant hid behind the window and took a look. It turned out that Ulanara, following Li's instructions, was indeed helping the eldest prince to induce vomiting.
The eldest prince was able to speak by then, and he struggled for a long time, not wanting to vomit. However, Ulanara would not let him. She forced him to drink a lot of water, pressed his tongue with her fingers, and forced him to vomit.
Concubine, look, even if I have no merit, I have worked hard this time. Am I qualified to stay by your side?"
"Oh, so that's how it is." Wenjiu's fingers were shaking, and Honghui's pale little face couldn't help but appear in his mind. For a moment, his spiritual energy was in turmoil.
She said, how could Ulanara trust Li?
No wonder Li was able to enter Ulanara's room and bribe Ulanara's people.
She has obviously not taken care of the household affairs for a long time, so how could she have such great abilities?
Unexpectedly, it was given by the Song family, whom the Ulanara family had never taken seriously.
Although vicious towards others, Ulanara was kind to Song. Perhaps because she felt Song's personality posed no threat, she never used sterilizing drugs on her, even allowing her to conceive, and even helped her win favor. Although she seemed to be exploiting her, she never did anything to actually harm her.
I wonder how Ulanara would feel if she knew that the sickly little thing beside her, who looked like it would fall down at the slightest breeze, was the culprit who killed her.
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