Chapter 5: Born as a Mohist, and will be a Mohist ghost after death
He Zhiran also felt it necessary to inform her in advance about this matter. Besides, Mo Jiuye's personal reminder would carry more weight than her words as a newcomer.
"Okay, I'll send someone to invite them over."
He Zhiran asked a few servants to go to each courtyard to ask for help outside the door, and then returned to the room.
She asked Mo Jiuye: "Do you have any good plans in mind?"
"You and your sisters-in-law can take the divorce papers and leave." All Mo Jiuye could think of at this moment was that the fewer people were implicated, the better.
He Zhiran did not refute this.
Although she didn't have much contact with her eight sisters-in-law, she could see that they were all kind-hearted people.
Being a widow at such a young age is pitiful enough, and to be exiled and suffer with others is really unbearable.
As for herself, she didn't think so much.
She sympathized with the Mo family's plight, and she also hoped that she could change Mo Jiuye's fate of early death with her own strength.
Soon, the old lady of the Mo family and her sisters-in-law arrived one after another.
He Zhiran could see that the concern for Mo Jiuye on everyone's faces did not seem fake.
Madam Mo was the first to come to her son's bedside. Although there were tears in her eyes, she still looked resilient.
"Jiuye, how are you injured?"
"Mother, I'm fine, just some minor injuries."
"Ninth brother, why are you injured?" Fourth sister-in-law asked with concern.
Mo Jiuye looked around.
"When all the sisters-in-law are here, I'll tell everyone."
Seeing Mo Jiuye say this, no one continued to ask questions, but instead showed genuine concern for his injuries.
After a while, several sisters-in-law who lived farther away also arrived.
He Zhiran went out vigilantly and ordered his servants to guard the door and not let anyone in.
Mo Jiuye felt very comforted by He Zhiran's attentiveness. At the same time, her previous perception of He Zhiran had changed greatly.
If it weren't for this experience, perhaps he would try to get along well with the other person and stay with her for the rest of her life.
It's a pity that fate played a trick on him and God didn't give him such an opportunity.
Mo Jiuye collected his wandering thoughts and said in a deep voice, "Mother, sisters-in-law, I was harassed by the Emperor when I entered the palace today and was severely beaten with fifty sticks."
Hearing this, the sisters-in-law lost all their composure.
"Ninth brother, what did you do wrong that the emperor hit you?"
"Yes, ninth brother, your injury is not serious. Fifty lashes is no joke."
"Ninth brother..."
Listening to the series of concerns, even Mo Jiuye, a tough guy, felt warm in his heart.
I'm afraid that such a harmonious family will no longer exist from today on.
Even though I feel reluctant, I still have to do what I have to do.
"Mother, sisters-in-law, judging by what happened today, the Emperor can no longer tolerate the existence of our Protectorate Mansion. I'm afraid he will soon issue an order to punish us, ranging from exile to beheading."
Mo Jiuye deliberately made the matter sound more serious, hoping that those sisters-in-law would give up.
Upon hearing this, the eight sisters-in-law all turned their eyes to He Zhiran.
When they left the bridal chamber, the ninth brother's wife also reminded them of this.
At that time, they didn't take it seriously, thinking that the ninth brother's wife was just worrying too much.
However, after hearing such words from Mo Jiuye again, they had to take it seriously.
He Zhiran met those inquiring gazes and just nodded slightly and solemnly at them, in this way to prove that he was not talking nonsense.
"Jiuye, are you serious?" Madam Mo, who was always calm, was a little uneasy at this moment.
"Mother, it will be like this in all likelihood." Mo Jiuye did not say anything final. After all, he just listened to what He Zhiran said and combined it with some of his own analysis.
When Madam Mo heard this, her body trembled.
"My Mohist family has been loyal for generations, with men in our family sacrificing their lives for our country, yet in the end, we have to suffer such a fate?"
As she spoke, Madam Mo actually sneered.
"I advised your father at the beginning to retire from the army and return to the countryside. Fame and wealth are not as real as the peace and security of his family, but he refused to listen.
He said that the mission of the Mohist school was to protect the Dashun Dynasty. This statement of his caused me to lose my husband and eight sons.
So what if I risked my life to protect the Dashun Kingdom?
Hehe...it's really a joke..."
The eight sisters-in-law were equally indignant.
"This is too much. What did our Mo family do wrong to deserve this?"
"I'm not convinced. I'm going back to my parents' house right now and asking my dad to help put in a good word for me."
"I'll also go find my eldest brother, hoping he can help."
Mo Jiuye shook his head.
"Sisters-in-law, just give up! The emperor is determined to eradicate the Mo family. How could he possibly listen to any advice?"
"What should we do? Are we just going to wait for someone to arbitrarily accuse us of a crime?" Seventh sister-in-law Yang Man asked unconvinced.
Mo Jiuye did not answer, but looked at Madam Mo.
"Mother, I'm thinking that instead of letting my sisters-in-law be convicted along with the Mo family, why not take this opportunity to give each of them a letter of divorce?"
Madam Mo pondered for a moment and said solemnly, "Well, Jiuye is right. Your sisters-in-law are already pitiful. We, the Mo family, cannot continue to implicate them. And He Shi, just after entering the family, is being convicted along with the Mo family. It's really unfair."
"Mother, Ninth Brother, I don't want a divorce. I, Cui Biting, was born a member of the Mohist School, and I will be a ghost of the Mohist School even after death."
"Me too. Even if the entire Mo family is executed, I, Xie Fang, will fight to the end."
"I don't want a divorce either. I want to stay and live and die with the Mo family."
"I promised my husband that I would be filial to his mother no matter what."
"I'm not leaving either."
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The eight widows of the Mohist school were all filled with righteous indignation, and none of them was willing to take the divorce papers and leave.
Even if it is the only way to survive, they don't want it and are determined to live and die with the Mohist School.
Seeing her eight daughters-in-law being able to do this, Mrs. Mo was moved and her gaze turned to He Zhiran.
"Hershi, what about you?"
"I want to stay too." He Zhiran answered loudly without thinking.
Madam Mo looked at Mo Jiuye again: "Jiuye, you have seen that the women in our family are all strong-willed, and mother also wants to help them."
Hearing this, Mo Jiuye looked at everyone solemnly, with admiration in his eyes.
"Sisters-in-law, we only have one life. If we can live, who would choose to die? I hope you won't act on impulse in this matter."
"Ninth brother, I have made up my mind, so please don't say anything more."
Following the lead of the eldest sister-in-law, several other sisters-in-law made the same choice.
Old Madam Mo knew the personalities of her daughters-in-law very well. Although there were bound to be some minor frictions when they were together, no one would desert at the critical moment.
This is what a Mohist woman should be like.
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