Chapter 373 Is It So Harsh?

"Ah?" Cai Youdao was confused. It turned out that the general was well prepared. He asked for the seal so straightforwardly. Was he going to divorce his wife?

While asking someone to get the seal, he quickly glanced at the contents on it. What he saw almost made his jaw drop.

If you hang out with prostitutes, will you get divorced?

Is this... so harsh?

Even the sons of ordinary families often went to drink and have fun, not to mention the children of royal families. Some high-ranking officials even secretly brought people into the palace to be concubines.

The result is this...

Cai Youdao rubbed his eyes to make sure he saw it correctly. Written on it were the two big characters "Zong Zhao", followed by a series of compensations for all property... Oh my God, how could General Zong be willing to swear such a cruel oath?

Cai Youdao glanced at the gate of the courtyard. He didn't hear any news of Mrs. Zong coming. So why did General Zong come in person to get this kind of thing and ask him to stamp it?

Cai Youdao reminded him weakly, "General, we in the Zongzheng Division only seal and divorce books. Yours is more like a contract. We have never sealed this kind of thing. And this... your... content... that... should you also think about it again?"

Zong Zhao glanced at him and said, "I'll stamp your seal. I'll go to the Ministry of Revenue again later."

“!!!” Cai Youdao’s eyes were about to pop out.

He still needs to go to the Ministry of Revenue to get the seal? Then the land, shops, and family property mentioned above will all be given to Mrs. Zong. The Zong family is already rich enough to rival a country. General Zong has made great contributions and has received many royal rewards. This is simply a huge fortune.

Zong Zhao saw that it was almost noon, and she must still be waiting for him to go home for dinner, so he urged her impatiently, "Go quickly."

"Yes, yes, I'll go right away. I'll go right away." Cai Youdao hurried to the house to stamp the document, but because the content was too shocking, he didn't dare to ask anyone else to do it, so he took the seal and stamped it himself.

When handing it to Zong Zhao, Cai Youdao kindly reminded him one last time: "General, although this paper is similar to a deed, it will be recognized if it is stamped with the seal of the Zongzhengsi. You must think twice, otherwise I will not be able to help you when the time comes."

"Got it," Zong Zhao put away the things, and was worried that the Zongzhengsi would spread the news and damage Xu Wan's reputation, so he turned around and warned, "This matter cannot be..."

Cai Youdao said repeatedly: "Oh, I understand! I understand! I understand, I understand everything, I promise that no one else will know."

If this strange story were to be spread out, it would surely become a hot topic of conversation among the whole court and even the whole capital, and would have a great impact on the general's reputation. As men, even if they are really afraid of their wives, they must be strong and never let anyone know.

Zong Zhao hummed and left.

Cai Youdao looked at Zong Zhao's back and thought to himself: There is no harm without comparison. Suddenly he felt that the tigress at home was nothing. Compared with Mrs. Zong, she was just a dwarf compared to a giant.

This woman is so scary when she gets jealous.

Ministry of Revenue.

Zong Zhao went through the same stamping process again. The people in the Ministry of Revenue were shocked at first that he would stamp it in this way, and then they were shocked to see that it had already been stamped by the Ministry of Rites, which was obviously a cold-blooded act.

The other party swallowed his saliva and reminded him tentatively: "General, the land and shop of the Yuanyang Marquis's Mansion should not have been transferred to your name yet, right?"

The emperor’s reward to the general was indeed generous, but who knew that the richest one was the Marquis Yuanyang Mansion, which had wealth that could rival a country. General Zong would not use those things to make a deed...right?

Zong Zhao spoke calmly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, don't say what you shouldn't say."

"Oh, yes, I will stamp it for you right away." After hearing what he said, the Ministry of Revenue had an idea in his mind. It definitely did not include the property of Marquis Yuanyang's Mansion. Otherwise, which man would have such courage?

general's office.

It was time for lunch when Zong Zhao came back. Xu Wan asked Cuizhi to serve the dishes while she looked at him. Maids came in and out, but only the two of them were staring at each other quietly, as if they were the only ones left in the quiet world.

Cuizhi prepared the dishes and took all the maids out.

Xu Wan held it in for a long time before finally saying, "Come and have dinner." She was too embarrassed to mention the stamping issue, as if she asked it would seem like she was urging him to do it.

Zong Zhao took out something and handed it to her: "I have stamped it, both from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Revenue. This promise is forever valid and recognized by the government."

"You...did you really stamp it? And you even went to the Ministry of Revenue?" Xu Wan was more shocked with each question. She quickly took it and looked at it. There were two stamps side by side with his handprints next to them. The content was the same one she had seen before.

Zong Zhao replied, "Well, the land and the shop needed the stamp of the Ministry of Revenue, so I went there as well. Don't worry, I didn't alarm too many people, so they don't dare to say anything."

Xu Wan looked up at him, not knowing what to say for a moment. She was not the kind of person who did not know what was good for her. No matter who treated her so seriously, she would definitely be mostly happy in her heart.

The surprise that Zong Zhao brought her was like she originally just wanted a pear to quench her thirst, but he directly built a pear garden so that she would never have to worry about the special times for the rest of her life.

"I..." Xu Wan thought about the words and tried to assure him, "If that day really comes, I will only take it to the Zongzhengsi, not the Ministry of Revenue."

Zong Zhao replied: "It doesn't matter, that day will never come."

Xu Wan felt warm in her heart.

She found that she could no longer control the smile at her lips. The joy and sweetness welling up in her heart gradually spread from her heart to her body movements.

"Well, I'll go put it away. You eat first." Xu Wan smiled at him and put the paper into an envelope. She walked around the inner room and finally stuffed it into her own small piggy bank.

From outside came the sound of Zong Zhao scooping soup with a spoon. Xu Wan was sitting in front of the bed with a smile on her face. She looked at their wedding room. She had never felt so safe before, as if... as if she could really take root here.

There is no need to worry about being fired for not teaching the little devil well; there is no need to worry about having nothing to do and nowhere to go if the little devil is taught well; and there is no need to worry about prostitutes, mistresses or concubines popping up when the husband suddenly returns.

Xu Wan suddenly felt like crying... She felt that she was very lucky in the past few years. She had long been accustomed to fighting alone and had never expected that this day would come and all of this would happen.

Zong Zhao was still waiting outside.

Xu Wan raised her head, blinked, and soon returned to normal. She touched the soft big bed beside her, looked at the small couch opposite the bed, and suddenly laughed out loud.

He is a really strange person.

He obviously liked her secretly, and even said that he needed to sleep on the couch because he went out early and came back late, but when he had free time, he didn't even mention moving back.

Idiot, there is no one as stupid as you in the whole capital.

After Xu Wan left, Zong Zhao listened to her footsteps and asked without raising his head, "Don't you dislike such a light soup? Why did you ask the kitchen to make it again?"

Xu Wan took a look and replied, "Mother-in-law said you like this the most, so I asked Cuizhi to serve an extra portion. Besides, there are so many dishes and soups on the table, you can't always make every dish my favorite."

Zong Zhao paused and replied in a low voice: "No compromise." Whatever you like to eat, I can like it too.

Xu Wan sat at the dining table and picked up the chopsticks to put food in his bowl. The food she picked up was all the food that her mother-in-law said he liked to eat. Then she casually said, "Why don't you move back to sleep? That couch is too small and uncomfortable. And our room is too big. Every time I want to talk to you at night, I have to speak very loudly..."