Chapter 47: Unable to Speak
That morning, the capital was in chaos.
The patron of Yanyu Tower spent a night with him. When he left at dawn, a white cloth fluttered above his head. When he looked up, he saw words written on the cloth.
The people who came here all loved to have fun, and naturally liked to watch the excitement. They thought that there was something new going on in the building, and out of curiosity, they asked the turtle man to take down the white cloth.
Several people gathered around to read the content above, and their originally playful expressions gradually became serious as they read on.
The black words on the white cloth described the entire process of 20,000 National Protection Army soldiers being trapped in Huangshaling and then dying in battle.
And the incident in which General Wei ordered people to go to Ganzhou to mobilize troops, but was hunted down by Wu Yuchu, the then governor of Ganzhou.
The reactions of these people attracted the curiosity of others, and more and more people gathered around, but no one made any noise anymore.
"You beast! Even an uneducated and unskillful man like me knows that the National Protection Army is protecting the Great Wei. This treacherous villain actually stabbed them in the back and murdered the soldiers who were protecting them. They really deserve to be cut into pieces."
Suddenly, a loud shout broke the eerie silence.
Then a second person said, "I heard before that the Wu family's nephew committed suicide by leaving a blood letter. Now that he tells it as if he had experienced it firsthand, I'm afraid it's true."
"Ever since the founding of the previous emperor, Wudan has been attempting to annex our Great Wei. Generations of soldiers of the National Protection Army fought bravely to repel Wudan, but in the end, they perished while their own people stood by and watched. How despicable and hateful!"
"Many heroes die in vain, while treacherous villains bring chaos to the world..."
The patrons of Yanyu Tower were so angry after seeing this, let alone the students of several major academies in the capital.
Yes, similar white cloths were not only hung in the Yanyu Tower, but also at the entrance of the academy, the morning market where people gathered, the city gate with the largest population, and even the Caishikou where criminals were executed.
This is not just white cloth, this is horrific!
The truth about Huangshaling quickly spread to every corner of the capital, and the people were outraged.
The students gathered at the palace gate and asked the emperor to find out the truth, severely punish the treacherous officials, and comfort the souls of the 20,000 heroic soldiers who died in the battle to protect the country.
Some people gathered at the gate of Wu's mansion. No one knew who started it, but a rotten egg was thrown, and countless rotten vegetable leaves and even feces appeared on the gate of Wu's mansion.
There was an old woman crying at the top of her lungs, and her unmarried grandson was one of the 20,000 people.
There was an old soldier with bloodshot eyes who looked at the Wu family with hatred. After he was injured in the battlefield, his son took his place and joined the National Protection Army.
He had just made a contribution on the Wudan battlefield and had no chance to see his family when he died tragically in Huangshaling.
There are also women who bring their children and grit their teeth to make them remember their father's blood feud...
Mrs. Wu's face was as pale as the white clothes she was wearing.
"Mother, I will take the guards out to drive those people away." The eldest son of the Wu family was about to walk out with an angry look on his face.
"You're stupid," Mrs. Wu scolded her son. "Don't act rashly."
She knew very well that the other party had no evidence, so they used these means to force the emperor to investigate and force her to lose her composure. She must not fall into the other party's trap.
Fortunately, the children were not involved in these things and could withstand interrogation, and the master had passed away. As long as she denied it, no one could find out about her.
There are only a few people left who know about that incident.
Her eyes moved to the woman serving beside her. She was her personal maid, now the housekeeper, Nanny Chen.
He is her most capable assistant, the person who knows most of her secrets, and the person who is most likely to be taken away for questioning.
She had to die, but no one could see any clues.
We also have to find out who did all this. He knows the inside story so well. Could there be someone still alive from the battle of Huangshaling?
If he is really a survivor from Huangshaling, he must be seeking revenge for those 20,000 people. How can we lure him out and kill him?
Mrs. Wu slowly closed her eyes, thinking in her heart...
Gong Mansion.
Gong Mingcheng took a day off today, but what happened outside still reached his ears early in the morning.
He hurriedly ordered his eldest son to come over and asked, "You followed Miss Chang yesterday. Did she go out?"
"The son followed her until midnight, and only returned to his room when he saw the lights in her room were off."
The Gong family had a good relationship between father and son. Gong Jun had learned from his father yesterday what Wei Qingyan had asked Gong Minglou to do. Hearing this, he asked suspiciously, "Father, do you think Miss Chang did those things outside?"
There must be a connection.
But he was not sure whether it was done by Miss Chang herself.
He appeared in several places overnight, but no one noticed him. What kind of skills does that require? Even if his brother-in-law were alive, he would not be able to match him.
Thinking of his brother-in-law, his eyebrows jumped, "Okay, you go back, I'll go see your mother."
This matter cannot be concealed.
But before the father and son could leave, they saw Wei Shiran running over with disheveled hair, her eyes red. "Are those rumors outside true? Who is speaking up for my brother? Is there anyone who survived the battle at Huangshaling? Is it Yan Qing?"
She asked several questions in a row. After a moment of silence, Gong Mingcheng finally told his wife what happened at Anyuan Marquis' Mansion yesterday and his suspicions.
"Miss Chang?" Wei Shiran was stunned. "She knows my brother? She wants to avenge my brother?"
"Madam, it seems that Miss Chang doesn't want to say more about this." Gong Mingcheng pushed his wife to sit on the chair and gathered her hair for her.
"What she did is what we want to do. She has already agreed with my second brother about where the Gong family is needed, so we should not disturb her plan.
"Let's see what happens next, okay? I promise you that I will never back down from fighting for the National Protection Army and Qingyan's revenge, okay?"
No one knew what kind of sacrifices her brother had made for the Wei Dynasty. Whenever Wei Shiran thought about how unjustly she died, she felt as if her heart was being bitten by thousands of ants and fried in oil and fire.
But she also understood that she was not only a daughter of the Wei family, but also a wife of the Gong family. Her thoughts and actions could not be without regard for the Gong family. Thinking of the indifferent and somewhat distant Miss Chang, she finally nodded.
She couldn't repay kindness with hatred and annoy others by saying, "I'm useless. I failed my father's trust. I'm sorry to Qingyan..."
Wei Shiran beat her chest and cried bitterly.
When Wei Qingyan saw her, her eyes were swollen to the point of being almost transparent.
After a moment's thought, Wei Qingyan knew why she was crying.
She let Gong Minglou see the scene at Huangshaling yesterday, and the news spread all over the streets today. It was not difficult for Gong Mingcheng to guess that it was her who did it.
But seeing Wei Shiran crying like this, she finally asked the question in her heart, "Mrs. Gong cares a lot about Wei Qingyan? But I haven't heard that you two siblings are close before."
Wei Shiran smiled bitterly, "She is my only brother, blood relative, how could I not care about her.
But please forgive me, there are some things I cannot tell you. I heard from my husband that you and Qingyan are friends. I would like to thank you on my brother's behalf."
Thank you for everything you have done for my brother.
She refused to say, and Wei Qingyan did not ask any more questions.
They were called here to discuss the matter of Gong Changying.
She looked at Gong Mingcheng, "Is the housekeeper here?"
The housekeeper was waiting outside and was soon brought in by Gong Jun.
"Is the old butler your father?" Wei Qingyan asked.
The housekeeper was born in the Gong Mansion and had been with Gong Mingcheng since childhood. After the old housekeeper passed away, he took over his father's position. He was very good at observing people's expressions and knew that his master valued this girl, so he quickly responded, "Yes."
"Before your father died, he said sorry to the master. What was that for?"
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