"Uncle Tong, Uncle Chuan, do you know anything about the Dong family they're talking about? What's the name of his youngest son?" Hong Xiaoduo asked the two coachmen who were eating at the same table.
During the midday break, we chatted for a bit and learned that neither of them were coachmen in their respective masters' residences.
They were all guards in the mansion, and they were all in their forties. They looked very steady and reliable.
“Young lady, I know this. The youngest son of Prime Minister Dong is named Dong Yuefan, but I don’t know his courtesy name,” said Lang Chuan from the Marquis of Fu’an’s residence.
Just now, when the young lady Hong heard the people next to her talking about the son of the Prime Minister Dong, she was so shocked that she dropped her chopsticks. Could it be that she also has dealings with the people of the Prime Minister Dong's family?
"Is Dong Yuefan really as bad as they say?" Hong Xiaoduo asked.
The Dong Yuefan she knew was kind-hearted and not as arrogant as some men.
Uncle Tong looked up at the guests at the next table, who had finished eating and were heading to the guest rooms at the back. Then he said, "Speaking of the sixth young master of the Dong family, well, the Dong family is upright. Not only is he very strict with his own children, but he also disciplines the younger generation of his relatives."
The first five sons were all accomplished in their respective fields, whether literary or martial, and their conduct and dealings with others were all upright and proper. Only this youngest son was crooked. He was mischievous from a young age, disrespectful to his teachers, and had to attend three different academies.
He also ruined his second brother's first arranged marriage.
In short, he's the kind of person who stirs up trouble everywhere.
"The most serious one, about four years ago?" Wei Tong turned to ask Lang Chuan.
Lang Chuan thought for a moment and nodded, saying, "That should be it."
"Huh, you all know about this?" Hong Xiaoduo asked.
Wei Jiatong said, "Prime Minister Dong's youngest son gets into trouble from time to time, which has become a topic of conversation among the people of the capital."
"Uncle Tong, please continue. What's the most serious thing?" Hong Xiaoduo didn't believe that Brother Dong was a worthless and boastful young man, but he really wasn't afraid of causing trouble, otherwise he wouldn't have made fake travel permits for himself and Tian Shu.
The Dong Yuefan she knew had clear eyes, a straightforward personality, and was also quite interesting; that was definitely not an act.
Hong Xiaoduo felt that she was sure she hadn't misjudged people.
Wei Jiatong and Lang Chuan naturally realized that Hong Xiaoduo was definitely not asking such detailed questions because she liked gossip.
She wasn't sure which of the people in the Dong family she had a good relationship with, otherwise she wouldn't have reacted so strongly just now. But it couldn't be with that sixth young master Dong, could it?
"The most serious incident was during a hunt that spring. He pinned Princess Mu's nephew, Tao Chuanquan, to a tree trunk with an arrow. Tao Chuanquan didn't die, but the tendons in his shoulder blade were damaged, and his right arm was essentially useless."
Poor Prime Minister Dong couldn't resist his elderly grandmother's tearful pleas, so he swallowed his pride and went to apologize to her personally. Only after hearing that His Majesty had spoken up for him did she have no choice but to give up.
When Dong Xiaoliu was brought back to the mansion, he learned that his father had suffered a lot of humiliation because of him and was secretly planning to deal with the Tao family boy again. Dong Xiang had no choice but to send him out of the capital and made a stern statement that he was not allowed to return to the capital without his permission. Dong Xiaoliu said in a fit of pique that he would not return even if he was told to.
This time, it seems that it was because of Dong Xiang's mother's birthday that someone was sent to bring Dong Xiaoliu back. However, as you just heard, he has caused another disaster since he returned. At this point, Wei Jiatong shook his head.
"Given Prime Minister Dong's character, Dong Xiaoliu has only ever been mischievous in the past, but this time, the nature of his behavior is far too egregious. It's as if he has crossed Prime Minister Dong's bottom line. His grandmother is crying her eyes out, but she can't help this reckless great-grandson." Lang Chuan said with a sigh.
Seeing that Hong Xiaoduo looked serious and stopped eating, the two of them didn't dare to ask her anything.
Hong Xiaoduo was indeed in a bad mood. Judging from what the two people had just said, the Dong Yuefan they were talking about should be the Brother Dong she knew.
Although her time with Brother Dong was brief, she didn't trust her own judgment of people.
If she hadn't known, that would have been fine, but now that she knows he's in trouble, she definitely has to go and see him. Whether she has the ability to help him or not, she doesn't care for now, but she can't just leave like this.
"Uncle Chuan, I need to go back to the capital to take a look. I'm not sure how long I'll stay. If the young master doesn't restrict your return time, could you wait for me here?"
"If that doesn't work, move your things from your car to Uncle Tong's car and organize them properly; it should fit. That way, you can go straight back to Beijing without having to go through this trouble," Hong Xiaoduo discussed with Lang Chuan.
"There's no set time. I'll just wait here. You can go and do your own thing, young lady," Lang Chuan said.
Actually, he really wanted to say that he should just give him the address and set off first.
However, considering the task the young master had assigned him, and based on his understanding, it probably wasn't just about being a coachman and delivering things to the carriage. The young master must be worried about Lady Hong, which is why he arranged for him to escort her along the way!
After all, he wasn't the one in the household who was good at driving carriages.
The journey to the capital takes about half a day, so there shouldn't be any problem. I'll just follow Miss Hong's instructions and wait here.
"Uncle Tong, is it alright to travel through the night?" Hong Xiaoduo asked another.
Wei Jiatong immediately replied, "Of course, no problem."
"Well, Brother Jiatong, if you're comfortable with that, why don't you move the things from your carriage to mine? That way, Miss Hong will be more comfortable inside, won't she?" Lang Chuan suggested.
"What do I have to worry about? I'm not afraid you'll run away with the stuff. Let's move it after we finish eating," Wei Jiatong said with a smile.
There was a list of what was in the carriage, so there was no fear of mixing it up with what was sent by the Marquis's residence.
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