Qin Yuan couldn't help but feel nervous as well.
Gu Shiliu handed the gold jewelry to Qiuju, who was standing to the side, and Qiuju quickly presented it to Old Madam Gu.
Gu Baozhu also curiously went over to join in.
With trembling hands, Madam Gu took the gold ornament from Qiuju's hand and squinted to examine it closely.
Qin Yuan also stared intently at the small gold ornament, trying to discern some clues.
“There’s a little mark on this corner,” Gu Baozhu exclaimed. “It’s so well made, you must have put a lot of thought into it.”
Old Madam Gu gasped, and the gold jewelry slipped from her hand. Gu Baozhu caught it and laughed, "It almost fell to the ground, Mother is so careless..."
He stopped speaking before he could finish.
The old lady Gu in front of me had tears streaming down her face.
She asked in a trembling voice, "Mother?"
Gu Jinghui clenched his fists, barely managing to suppress the turmoil in his heart.
He was sitting not far away and could see the gold ornament clearly, including the small mark.
"Baozhu, bring it here so I can take a look."
Gu Baozhu didn't dare to say anything, quickly handed it over, and then stood aside silently watching.
She wasn't stupid; she could naturally tell that the meaning behind this gold ornament was not simple.
Gu Jinghui placed the gold jewelry on the table beside him and examined it carefully, over and over again. Although he could already see it clearly, he still had to do this to feel at ease.
Finally, he sighed and said, "Mother, this is indeed the fourth son's thing."
"Fourth Brother?"
Master Gu jumped up in surprise.
Gu Baozhu was stunned.
The fourth son of the Gu family died long ago in the northern frontier and was buried in the ancestral tomb.
This person had a close relationship with him and died in the Gu family's ancestral temple.
Anyone would feel that something was wrong.
Old Madam Gu's face was covered in tears as she pounded her chest and choked out, "My poor child, my poor child."
The voice was mournful and desolate.
Qin Yuan quickly helped up Old Madam Gu and gently advised, "Mother, we still don't know what exactly happened."
Gu Baozhu also realized what was happening and quickly stepped forward to support the other side.
"Mother, stop crying. Let someone investigate and find out the truth before you start crying."
Madam Gu paused, her eyes blurry with tears, and pulled Gu Baozhu into her arms, holding her tightly as she cried, "You're pitiful too, Baozhu, you're so pitiful."
Gu Baozhu burst into tears, "Mother, please don't cry. Your crying makes me want to cry too."
Qin Yuan couldn't help but feel like she was about to shed tears.
Old Madam Gu always faced people with a smile, and had never lost her composure like this before. The deaths of her children had ultimately left deep scars on her heart.
It should not be touched lightly.
Everyone remained silent.
Gu Jinghui didn't know how to comfort his mother, so he frowned and asked after a long while, "Mother, this gold ornament that the fourth son always carried with him, did he give it to someone later?"
Old Madam Gu slowly stopped crying, choking back sobs as she said, "Third son, are you confused? Who else could it be! Who else could it be?"
Who else could I give this to?
Gu Jinghui paused, his voice hoarse: "I... I heard she was sent back to her hometown to get married, wasn't she?"
Madam Gu said angrily, "How should I know? You're just asking me questions. Why don't you go and investigate?"
"Yes, I will go right away. Mother, don't be too sad."
Gu Jinghui gave Qin Yuan a look, signaling her to coax and persuade Old Madam Gu. After receiving Qin Yuan's response, he led Sixth Master Gu out of the main room.
"Third brother, what exactly happened? Fourth brother, he..."
Sixth Master Gu followed behind, pressing for answers.
Hearing the wailing from the upper room, Gu Jinghui had no mood to pay attention to him and said, "Go find something to do. Whether it's painting, writing poetry, or having a chat with Mr. Songshan, just don't ask me anything."
Seeing his gloomy and cold expression, Sixth Master Gu shut his mouth and slowly walked behind him.
Gu Shiliu caught up and asked, "What are your orders, Lord Marquis?"
"Send someone to the Mo family immediately to investigate! We've had almost no contact with them over the years. Find out where the Mo family's youngest daughter married and how she's doing."
Gu Shiliu's expression changed, and he said, "Yes."
Gu Jinghui felt stifled and had nowhere to vent his anger. He took a few steps in a huff and said, "Did Yelü Guzha come alone?"
Gu Shiliu said, "Yes, they didn't even bring a guard."
"Heh," Gu Jinghui sneered, "Does he think I won't deal with him or what?"
Gu Shiliu asked, "What are your plans, Lord Marquis?"
“I’m in a bad mood today, and he just showed up. Go tell him in half an hour that I’m at the training ground. If he can’t wait, you can take him there. If he can wait, let him wait.”
Gu Shiliu knew that Gu Jinghui was going to make things difficult for Yelü Guzha at the training ground.
"yes."
...
Old Madam Gu held Gu Baozhu and cried bitterly. Qin Yuan couldn't comfort her, so she had to quickly go and ask Rong Mama for help.
After learning the reason, Rong Momo pulled Qin Yuan to the outer room, her expression solemn.
“Madam, let the old lady hold the seventh young lady and cry. She can’t hold it in. But I’ll have to trouble you to invite Doctor Li.”
Qin Yuan hurriedly asked, "Is the old lady's health...?"
She looked alright.
Rong Momo sighed, "Time waits for no one. The old lady's grief is too great, I'm afraid it will harm her health. To be honest, Madam, the old lady's weeping is more than ten years too late."
Rong Momo's eyes also reddened.
Qin Yuan didn't dare to ask any more questions, and said, "I will send someone to invite Doctor Li right away."
"Thank you for your trouble, Madam," Rong Momo said, standing in the outer room, quietly listening to Old Madam Gu's incoherent words to Gu Baozhu inside the room: "Our Baozhu is so pitiful, poor Baozhu. Fourth brother, fourth brother! My goodness!"
"Mother, Mother, don't cry. I'm not pitiful. I have a mother, brothers, sisters-in-law, and nephews. I'm fine. Mother, I will take care of you and listen to you from now on. I just ask that you stop being sad."
Rong Momo gently wiped away her tears with her sleeve.
Why is life so bitter?
When Doctor Li arrived, the old lady was so heartbroken that she had fainted from crying.
"The old lady is getting on in years; she shouldn't cry like this anymore."
After taking the patient's pulse, Physician Li, with a stern face, wrote a prescription in the outer room. "How could you be so careless! The old man cannot experience extreme joy or sorrow; he must be in a good mood to enjoy his later years."
Qin Yuan knew that Doctor Li was blaming her for not fulfilling her duties as a doctor.
She smiled apologetically and said, "I will never dare to do it again. The old lady is crying like this because she is thinking of the late Fourth Master."
Doctor Li paused for a moment, then said, "Don't always bring up sad things."
Qin Yuan obediently agreed.
Hongye couldn't help but argue, "It wasn't our young lady who brought this up. It was because Fourth Master's things were found in the family temple. When the old lady saw the old things, she couldn't help but cry. Over the years, the old lady has kept so many sad things to herself, and no one can persuade her otherwise."
Everyone knows about the affairs of the Marquis of Dingbei's residence.
Li Langzhong was also moved. He glanced at Qin Yuan and sighed, "Let bygones be bygones. The dead are dead, and the living should live well."
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