Chapter 147: Guizhi... He had no choice but to go to the capital
. The white silk was still on in the Shunguo Mansion. It was a sunny day, but it was bleak everywhere. The servants in the main courtyard were trembling with fear and dared not make a noise. The wife of the Shunguo Duke was lying on the couch, her body facing the wall. She had lost a lot of weight, and the bruises on her neck were glaring. The one who spoke was the sister-in-law of the wife of the Shunguo Duke. "Mother-in-law cried again and again about Guizhi's matter. What she is most worried about now is you." "We are still hiding your affairs, for fear that she will be sad. When she learned that I was coming today, she wanted to come with me. But she is old and not as strong as before. It is not good for her to see you like this now. Your brother and I have persuaded her again and again." The wife of the Shunguo Duke did not respond. She is the daughter of the Ningguo Marquis who was stunning in the capital. She is dignified and sophisticated, abides by the plan, and has been admired and envied by outsiders all her life. Although she was rejected once, she has never become a laughing stock. She turned around and enjoyed great success. After the previous emperor granted her marriage and the Wei family asked for her hand in marriage, she married into the Shunguo Mansion. A year later, she gave birth to Wei Zhao. Her husband was a talented writer and took great care of her. She kept herself clean during the Chinese New Year after marriage, and had no concubines. Her son was also outstanding. From the Imperial College to the military camp, every step she took was fast and steady. Among the women in the capital, who had a better life than her? But now, she was like a withered flower. Sad and hopeless. Her sister-in-law said, "You must not be depressed anymore. You have to support the huge Shunguo Mansion." The wife of the Shunguo Duke still did not speak. Seeing that she did not hear, the woman had no choice but to leave the room lightly. After waiting outside for a long time, the serious middle-aged man approached her and asked in a low voice. "How's the persuasion going?" The woman couldn't hold it anymore, shook her head, wiped her tears with a handkerchief, and said in a sobbing voice: "Don't you know what kind of temper your sister has? She's going into a dead end. How can you persuade her about this? Guizhi... is the most promising child in our family. I, as an aunt, can't sleep, let alone her mother." Inside the house, the wife of Duke Shun didn't want to talk, and even breathing was painful. She dreamed of Duke Shun yesterday, and he was still in his youth. He was dressed in a white shirt and had a handsome face. It's funny to say. This was the first time that Wei Fengxing had appeared in her dream after his death. Her husband, who had never been jealous of her, looked at her with an especially distant look. He said. "Why didn't you take good care of Guizhi?" "Suchan, ask yourself, are you a good mother?" Is she? Probably not. She was too demanding of Wei Zhao. She was strict in everything. Other mothers would have been waiting at the door of their homes when their children came back from school. - Are you hungry? Mother asked the kitchen to make your favorite snacks, put them on the bed first. But she. She values rules and manners the most. When Wei Zhao was just starting to learn, she stayed in the room, waiting for the servant to bring him over to pay his respects. She would only ask. - How did you behave in the school today? Did you write down what the teacher taught you? Mother will check it later. Wei Zhao was very small at that time, and he could not walk steadily, but he could bow to her and pay his respects. Then... After all, he is a child. He got close to her. He called softly. "Mother." He said in a very low voice. "Xiao Huaiyan cried and wanted to go home as soon as he went there today. His parents took him back and asked for ten days' leave." "I..." He looked at his mother's face carefully. "I don't want to go either." Lady Shunguogong said only two words: "No." After getting the answer, little Wei Zhao's eyes flashed with sadness, tears flashed in his eyes, and he sniffed. "Guizhi knows." Later, when Wei Zhao was eight years old, he changed from the school to the Imperial College. The wife of Duke Shunguo caught a cold, and Wei Zhao stood by her bedside to serve her.
"Not going to the Imperial College?"
Wei Zhao: "I want to accompany my mother."
The voice of the wife of the Duke of Shun was particularly hoarse.
"Don't be lazy, I have a maid and servants here, why do you need to stay?"
The Duke of Shun just came in with medicine from outside, and he began to have a headache when he heard this.
"The child is filial and loves you, why is this?"
"Study is important, but one or two days are not bad. Not to mention not going for one day, even if he doesn't go this month, he will still get the top spot in the monthly exam."
"I promised it, and the teacher has sent someone to reply."
The wife of the Duke of Shun looked at Wei Zhao.
"Guizhi, you don't need to tell me what you should do and what you shouldn't do at your age."
Then what?
Then this son and she drifted away.
He was outstanding in every way, and there was nothing to fault in everything.
Once, the wife of the Duke of Shun came out of the restaurant and ran into a group of students from the Imperial College.
Several people were wearing student uniforms, talking and laughing.
The wife of the Duke of Shun saw Wei Zhao in the crowd at a glance.
She couldn't help but sigh that time flies by so fast. Before she knew it, he was as tall as her husband.
Wei Zhao looked dull, with dignity and calmness between his eyebrows.
At that time, the lady next to the Duke of Shun was Xiao Huaiyan's mother, the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.
The Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery said, "It's the feng shui of the Wei family. Who is bad when they raise them?"
"Look at Guizhi, such a magnanimous and graceful manner."
"It's you. You will be smooth sailing after marrying there, without any troubles. People around you know her well and you look energetic."
Over there, the students also saw them.
The Duke of Shun saw with her own eyes that when Wei Zhao saw her, the smile on his face faded.
"Mom!"
Xiao Huaiyan strode towards the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery.
"Did you just have dinner at the restaurant?"
"That's just in time."
Xiao Huaiyan turned his head and waved his hand.
"Everyone, enjoy your meal. My mother will pay the bill today."
"You little brat!"
The wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery was annoyed: "Where's your monthly allowance?"
"I spent it."
"By the way, I also borrowed three hundred taels from Wei Zhao, and mother also helped me pay it back."
"How can he have enough to spend? Can he lend it to you?"
Xiao Huaiyan: "He is very boring. Except for buying books, he doesn't spend money normally. Can he be the same as me?"
Wei Zhao walked the slowest.
He did not walk up to hold his mother's hand like Xiao Huaiyan did. Instead, he stood out and stopped three steps away from the wife of the Duke of Shun.
He bowed his hands.
"Mother."
The wife of the Duke of Shun was satisfied: "Yes."
Then...
the mother and son said nothing more.
The wife of the Duke of Shun did not think it was wrong, and Wei Zhao did not think it was wrong.
Wait for the students to enter the restaurant.
She and the wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery entered the carriage one after the other.
The wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery felt something was wrong.
"Why do you look unfamiliar?"
The wife of the Duke of Shun still sat upright, her emotions were not expressed. He only asked, "What do you want from Huaiyan?"
The wife of the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery: "Request?
It would be nice if he doesn't get mad." She stopped smiling and said, "My Marquis has power, and is feared by the emperor just like your Wei family. I don't expect him to be successful, I just hope Huaiyan can live a peaceful life, even if... even if he is mediocre, that's fine."
Thinking of the past, the wife of the Duke of Shun was still silent, but tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, wetting the pillow.
Some things, I'm afraid, are doomed from the beginning.
But he... has no choice.
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