Chapter 222: The Death of the Protector of the Country
The Duke of Protectorate died in the lotus pond in the back garden of the Duke's Mansion.
It is said that his body was found in the water by a servant girl who was picking lotus seeds.
The Dali Temple sent out its most experienced coroner to perform an autopsy, but found no signs of external injuries or poisoning. They only found an empty wine jar in the study.
So the people in the Dali Temple speculated that the Duke of Huguo might have drunk too much and fell into the water and drowned.
After reading the letter, Wen Wan didn't know what to say for a moment.
Fall into the water?
Is there such a coincidence?
She originally guessed that the "black mud" in the hands of the Duke of Protector of the Country would definitely attract investigation from the higher-ups, but unexpectedly, he died first.
She didn't believe that the Duke of Protector's death was a coincidence, but without evidence, no one could deny that it was not a coincidence.
In modern society, there are still many unsolved cases, let alone in ancient times when technology was backward.
A Gui said in a deep voice, "The mourning hall at the Duke of Protectorate's Mansion has been set up. Starting tomorrow, we will receive guests from various families who want to pay their respects."
Wen Wan raised her eyes and ordered in a cold voice: "Have someone keep an eye on the Duke's Mansion and report anything unusual immediately."
"Okay." Agui agreed immediately.
Wen Wan hesitated for a moment, then said, "Go and tell the Madam that if the General's Mansion wants to go to the Duke's Mansion to pay their respects, ask her to take me with her."
Agui went to do it immediately, and when he left, he half-pulled and half-dragged Xiangtu away with him.
As soon as they left, the room became much quieter.
Wen Wan picked up the spherical instrument again, raised the corner of her mouth, and couldn't help murmuring.
"Winn, you once played me a tune with a clay ball. Could it be that you're here?"
Then, she shook her head and laughed, "I really dared to think so. Now you are the prince of Mobei, how could you easily penetrate the capital of the Duan Dynasty? This pottery ball is a musical instrument that the people of Mobei can use, and it's not just him who can play it."
Perhaps, these were goods that merchants collected from the people of Mobei.
Thinking of this, Wenwan lowered her eyes with melancholy.
I don’t know if I will ever see Winn again in this life.
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The next day, Zhao went to pay her respects to the Duke of Huguo on behalf of the General's Mansion.
Early in the morning, Zhao sent someone to inform Wen Wan to wait at the door of the general's mansion. The old nanny who came to deliver the message also specifically reminded her to hurry up and not keep the lady waiting for too long.
Wen Wan was drinking porridge. Upon hearing this, she put down her bowl and chopsticks and stood up.
But when she arrived at the main gate, she saw a carriage parked at the door and the driver was tying the reins.
Apart from her, no one else was seen around Zhao.
Just as she was wondering, the driver came forward and saluted her.
The driver was quite polite, "Madam Wan, Madam said that if you arrive early, you should wait for her for a while."
"good."
Wen Wan stood at the door waiting for Zhao.
Who knew that this wait would take more than half an hour.
The sun has been up for a long time. At this time of year, whenever there is sunshine, it is stuffy and uncomfortable.
Wen Wan had a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She frowned and turned around to walk towards the door.
Before they could even reach the shade, Zhao and his group finally arrived.
When Zhao saw Wen Wan, she was stunned for a moment, "Why did Aunt Wan come so early?"
Hearing this, Wen Wan looked sharply at the old nanny beside Zhao.
The old woman was startled and cried out "Ouch!" She apologized and explained, "I am really old and confused. I must have told Aunt Wan the wrong time. I made her wait so long."
The old nanny pretended to slap herself on the face and said, "Madam Wan, I am becoming more and more useless. Please be magnanimous and don't get angry with me."
There was a cold smile on Wenwan's lips.
This old woman has said everything, what else can she say?
Zhao Shi tried to smooth things over at the right time. "Forget it, it's just a small matter. You should be more careful next time and never be so careless again. If you do it again, I will punish you severely without even mentioning Aunt Wan."
This concerted effort made Wen Wan unable to find a reason to get angry.
Indeed, this kind of little thought cannot affect the overall situation, nor does it cause any substantial harm, but it can make people feel upset.
This is the fierceness of the internal struggle. It is like killing with a soft knife, grinding away the edges and sharpness of a person bit by bit.
Unfortunately, Wen Wan, who was planning to leave the General's Mansion, had no interest in playing this kind of game with them.
She smiled slightly and slowly took two steps forward to the old lady.
"Well, you are really useless. You can't even convey a message clearly."
Everyone didn't understand what she meant by this. Before they could react, Wen Wan raised her hand and slapped the old lady in the face.
Wen Wan still had a faint smile on her face. "You are old and can't do things well. Generous people should understand. As for me, I have a bad temper and I love to beat up naughty servants like you. Please be generous, and Madam, please be generous too. Don't bother with me, a petty concubine."
The old nanny covered her face and looked at Wen Wan in shock. She seemed to have not expected that Wen Wan would not even bother to save her face and directly attack her.
Even though her wife had told her to let it go, she still kept harping on it.
Doesn't she want to live in the general's mansion anymore?
How dare she not give face to the lady in front of so many people?
Wen Wan rubbed her wrist, turned to Zhao and smiled, "Madam, it's getting late, can we set off now?"
Zhao looked at the group of servants around her who were silent as a mouse. Her chest was heaving with anger, but she gritted her teeth and suppressed her anger.
"Let's go."
Wen Wan, as a concubine, could be shameless, but as the wife of the general's mansion, she could not let go of her status.
Zhao was walking in front, and when she passed Wen Wan, her face was as cold as ice.
Wen Wan sighed helplessly and followed slowly.
Before getting on the carriage, the old nanny stopped Wen Wan and said, "This is the madam's carriage. Aunt Wan's carriage is over there."
A carriage slowly drove out from the alley next to it. It was a size smaller than Zhao's carriage, and the decoration was several levels worse. Even the door frame was rotten.
"Madam Wan, the people who go to the Duke's Mansion to pay their respects are all high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Madam has made an exception and brought you along, which is already against the rules. If the family catches us and spreads it, it will be even worse."
Fearing that Wen Wan would attack again, the old nanny stepped back half a step before saying, "Madam said, if you really want to go, you'll have to follow behind."
Wen Wan was so angry that she wanted to laugh, and she actually laughed out loud.
She stood there without moving, then said lightly, "Well, then I won't go."
Having said that, she turned around and walked back.
The death of the Duke of Protectorate was suspicious, and the situation in the capital was changing rapidly. She originally wanted to find out the truth to get more information.
Only in case you encounter a situation where you need to make a decision can you improve the accuracy of the decision.
All she did was just to gain a little more peace for the general's mansion.
She was ready to leave the general's mansion. If it weren't for Shen Yu, she wouldn't bother with these trivial matters.
Chen Yu, ah Chen Yu, it’s not that she doesn’t care about the General’s Mansion, it’s that your “good wife” doesn’t allow her to care about it.
Wen Wan's unconventional behavior once again left the old lady stunned.
With this temper, he won't tolerate any loss at all?
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