Chapter 111 Qingbao Returns to the General's Mansion to Catch the Villains
On the way back to the General's Mansion.
Si He stared blankly, holding a token in his hand.
She could never forget the look in Fanzhi's eyes after Xia Jingheng gave her the token.
"The Fuhua Decree is a promise my father made to me. I'm giving it to you today. Once you've resolved the current matter, you can come and take me back."
This is what Xia Jingheng said at the time.
After learning that he was the Crown Prince, Si He was deeply troubled.
Rumor has it that the Empress's eldest son was named Crown Prince at birth, but he was unable to walk until he was three years old and was sentenced to lifelong disability.
Later, for some unknown reason, he was raised at Zhenguo Temple. The Empress Dowager loved her grandson and came to accompany him for more than ten years.
This Fuhua Decree was a condition promised to him by the Emperor, meaning that if he wanted to inherit the throne in the future... it wouldn't be impossible.
Such an important thing was actually given to Sihe.
Si He and he were not related, but she could see the long-awaited anticipation in each other's eyes.
That's so weird.
Si He felt that this matter was getting more and more bizarre. The news about the adoptive parents was supposed to be about, but how did it suddenly become related to the abbot, the crown prince, and even immortals?
Thoughts were racing.
A thick blob of ink swept across the carriage. When the ink dissipated, little Qingbao was sitting upright in front of her mother.
Si He was startled. "Qing, Qingbao."
Beside Qingbao, there was a man floating around. Although Fu Tu was sitting, he had no feet under his clothes.
"Mother, we ran into you on our way back." Qingbao's voice was soft and sweet, but somewhat deep.
"Mmm, is our Qingbao tired?" Sihe hugged her and gently patted her back.
Qingbao nodded softly.
"But she still got away, Mother. Back at the General's Mansion, she's sure we won't dare do anything to her."
Qingbao was referring to Old Madam Su.
Si He knew she was referring to Old Madam Su.
After all, Madam Su was the matriarch of the General's Mansion in the capital, and General Su's biological mother, so she had a certain status.
"The wicked will be dealt with fairly, and that has nothing to do with whether we dare to or not." Si He's eyes were gentle.
A section of the Fuhua Token was visible in his hand.
Fu Tu's eyes lit up. "Is this the Fu Hua Token that the Crown Prince gave you?"
Si He: "How did you know?"
“There’s nothing in this world that I, Fu Tu, don’t know. Take this to the Emperor, and you’ll definitely be able to get a divorce.” Fu Tu gave her advice, “Go and get a divorce quickly.”
Si He was completely bewildered. "Lord Vengeful Ghost, why did the Crown Prince also receive one of the fortune slips you gave me? And what does my divorce have to do with this matter?"
Fu Tu looked at Qing Bao.
Qingbao nodded slightly, raised her little face, and said with big, expectant eyes, "Mother, the General's Mansion's storeroom leads directly to our courtyard, and there are two statues of gods under your room."
"What?" Si He frowned slightly, looking puzzled. "What is that?"
"That old abbot didn't tell you, did he? Never mind, he wouldn't dare say more. Anyway, you need to divorce Su Xiao first, otherwise..."
Fu Tu had an inscrutable expression, his eyes lowered.
The two men gave the Su family a death order: Si He could not be divorced or have a separation.
Therefore, no matter how much she struggled, Old Madam Su, Su Xiao, and even the Si family would not allow her to get a divorce.
If this scheme was laid out eight years ago, then Si He's marriage into the Su family four years ago was just one step in that game.
Fu Tu wanted to continue, but his mind was a complete blank.
Although he couldn't remember some things, he knew that the two of them would only do things that benefited them, so once Sihe and Sihe divorced, it would be harmful to them.
Then they'd be even more determined to do it.
Suddenly, the air fell silent.
The funeral bell of Zhenguo Temple tolled throughout the land.
Si He was startled and lifted the carriage curtain to look back, only to see a golden light slowly disappear.
Fu Tu's eyes flickered slightly. "The abbot has passed away!"
*
General's Mansion.
The sun sets in the west.
"Madam, why are you only coming back now? Zhu Da and Wang Shi have been kneeling at the courtyard gate all day, and their bodies are already rotting."
When Madam Su opened her eyes, she found herself back in her own courtyard.
The old woman beside her looked surprised. "Madam, why are you in such a disheveled state? What happened? Where is Granny Su?"
Looking down, he saw that his clothes were tattered, his hair was disheveled, and his face and body were covered with handprints and scratches.
The pain brought her back to her senses.
What just happened wasn't a lie; she really was saved by the talisman.
The General's Mansion is wonderful. I am still the old lady. May I ask, who in this inner quarters can harm me?
hehe.
"Go prepare to wash up," she instructed.
“The one outside the door…” the old woman hesitated.
Madam Su's gaze darkened. "Bring men into the front yard, knock them unconscious, and throw them out along with their coffins to be sold."
tough measures?
The old woman was taken aback.
She stayed there all day, but dared not use such methods, for fear that the old lady would lose the loyalty of the servants.
The old lady will use such methods as soon as she returns.
Could it be that he feels guilty?
"What are you standing there for? Don't my words matter?" Old Madam Su's voice was stern.
The old woman lowered her head and quickly gave the orders.
Madam Su washed herself in hot water with flower petals, while several old women busied themselves taking care of her.
Delicate pastries and osmanthus nectar were placed in front of the bath tub.
After soaking in the water for more than an hour, Madam Su felt her fatigue subside. Having eaten and drunk her fill, she felt sleepy and went to sleep.
Zhu Da and Wang Shi knelt in front of the door for a whole day, their vision blurred and their lips turned white.
The two coffins in front of him, after a day of being exposed to the sun, had an even stronger stench of decay...
Tonight marks the seventh day after my two daughters' passing.
"Have some water, you can't stay like this, the old lady may not be back yet..." Someone brought the couple a bowl of water.
They shook their heads and politely declined the offer.
Seeing that they refused to drink the water, Steward Su gave them a meaningful look.
Immediately, several men ran out, grabbed the two coffins, and started to run away.
Zhu Da and Wang Shi, despite their dizziness, crawled over on their knees to stop them.
But Butler Su ordered his men to hold him down tightly.
Butler Su said fiercely, "Don't be so stubborn! How dare you offend the old lady! Men, throw them out of the General's Mansion and sell them off according to the old lady's orders!"
These words were spoken.
Zhu's eyes widened, his gaze almost popping out of their sockets. "What did you say! Is the old lady inside?"
Otherwise, who gave him the order at this time?
"Hehe, I just saw them bring in hot water and flower petals. Even the things they used to wipe themselves were the finest silk. So, she's enjoying herself inside, completely unconcerned about us suffering outside!"
Wang struggled frantically, tears streaming down her face.
On what grounds?
Why should I?
Why should the wicked enjoy themselves while they have to suffer the pain of losing their daughters?
On what basis?
Wang was filled with despair. A day of kneeling and torment had made her completely lose faith in the concept of justice.
The servants of the Su family deserved only such an end.
Wang Shi gave up completely and desperately tried to break free from the servants' control.
He slammed his head against his daughter's coffin!
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