After Xining got dressed, he waited with everyone at Mrs. Zhao's place.
The Crown Prince's wife was as anxious as if she were sitting on a brazier, wringing her fingers and looking out the door.
Mrs. Zhao, who was wearing imperial uniform, frowned: "What are you worried about? What should come will come no matter how worried you are."
"This is a serious crime of collaborating with the enemy and deceiving the emperor." Mrs. Shizi's eyes were almost red: "I don't care, but my two children are still young. If the official punishes me..."
"Then let's die together!" Mrs. Zhao said calmly, "We can be together on the road to hell."
On the contrary, I underestimated Mrs. Zhao. Thinking about it, she has experienced many storms in the past few decades. She is no longer the doted on daughter in the family who doesn't understand anything.
"What mother said is true! Don't worry, sister-in-law, the official is a wise king and a judge." Xining told Qiuye next to him: "Go and tell the cook that the food is better today. I want to eat grilled lamb chops. "
When Zhao Heming heard this, he immediately said: "I want to eat spicy hibiscus fish fillets, fried quails with three fresh bamboo shoots, camelback squid, and white meat pancakes..."
After announcing seven or eight dishes in one go, Zhao Heming stopped talking when everyone stared at him.
Mrs. Shizi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “I just know how to eat!”
Zhao Heming curled his lips: "If nothing happens, then celebrate. If the officials blame me, there will be nothing to eat in the prison."
Thinking about it, it was true, so Mrs. Zhao said to Nanny Li: "Go down and follow the instructions."
After Nanny Li left, the room fell into silence again.
Zhao Heya, who was still young, felt uncomfortable staying in the house. She clamored to go to the yard, but Mrs. Shizi couldn't coax her. She was about to be stopped by Mrs. Zhao.
"This is good. When you are tired from playing, you can sleep well and have a better appetite." Mrs. Zhao asked Zhao Heming to take Zhao Heya to play in the yard, and also asked several maids and women to follow, for fear of any accidents.
As soon as the child left, the room became quieter and quieter, so quiet that you could hear your breathing.
Mrs. Shizi couldn't bear it anymore and asked Xi Ning, who was sitting quietly in a daze: "Sister-in-law, what are you thinking about?"
Xining came back to his senses: "I was thinking about the second room, do they know about it?"
He already knew roughly what he knew. Aunt Xu went to the yard of the second house early this morning and hanged herself when she came back.
"No!" Mrs. Zhao responded: "The master said he was afraid that they would worry, so he simply didn't tell them. When the official family really takes the blame, he will bear the responsibility. The official family sees that the second wife has paid so much. , keep your net wide open to keep them safe."
Although the second bedroom is not separated currently, looking at that hospital, there is really no need to deal with the old and the disabled together.
General Zhao is such a good man!
"I'm such a lump in the tree, why don't you hold grudges?" It's still unclear whether it's a blessing or a curse, so Mrs. Zhao is not afraid to say it out: "I don't even think about it, the old lady has never been kind to me since she was a child, otherwise how could I do it?" She left home at such a young age to join the army. Later, something happened to the eldest and second masters again, and she thought it was the eldest master who had robbed her son of her blessing, and she wished we would die."
Until now, except for the second wife's wife He, the old lady and the second uncle have never met each other. Even if the families are separated, they are not so separated, let alone living in the same house.
Thinking of dressing up like a widowed He, he was a man hiding a knife in his smile and a needle in his cotton. Otherwise, how could Zhao Yingxue escape from the house before? Although there was no conclusive evidence and He would definitely deny it, the only place where people could hide out that day was He's car.
"Mother, don't say that." Mrs. Shizi looked outside: "It's not good for outsiders to hear."
If word gets out, Mrs. Zhao will definitely be said to be unfilial.
"What are you afraid of? I'm getting old anyway. The worst I can do is follow her into old age." Mrs. Zhao became more and more courageous. Thinking about it, she would soon know her destiny and become a mother-in-law. She would have one foot in the coffin. What else are you afraid of?
Suddenly a boy ran in from outside in a hurry: "Madam, the old lady was going out just now. The boys couldn't stop her and could only watch the old lady leave."
"Where have you been?" Mrs. Zhao frowned slightly. General Zhao sent a message and asked everyone in the mansion to wait in the mansion, but if the old lady wanted to go out, no one could stop her.
"Of course we are entering the palace!" He walked in with a slight smile on his face. Seeing the scene in the room, I couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Hey, everyone is here."
Mr. He is the elder, Xining and Mrs. Shizi stood up and bowed slightly.
"They are all well-educated and sensible." Mr. He walked aside and sat down talking to himself: "Do you know why the old lady wants to enter the palace?"
Mrs. Zhao said with a cold face: "I don't know, please give me some advice."
"I went to the palace to report." He said with a bit of pride: "Aunt Xu gave me a box this morning and asked me to keep it for a few days. But I didn't expect that the old lady saw the box, and she insisted on opening it and calling someone. Use an ax to split it open. It’s hard to see at first glance, do you know what’s inside?”
Xining was secretly amused and pretended to be curious: "What is it?" Sure enough, Aunt Xu didn't fight an uncertain battle, and she really had a backup plan. If something happens to Aunt Xu, He will open the box and see what's inside.
But what Aunt Xu didn't expect was that the kind-faced and ruthless He sold her.
He had a slightly exaggerated look of surprise on his face: "It's a few letters. The third brother wrote privately to the Huns!"
Mrs. Zhao's face was as ugly as she wanted to be: "Then what?"
"Then, of course, the old lady took the letter and went to the palace to meet the officials." He looked at Madam Zhao, as if he was interested in seeing the fear, anxiety, and panic on her face.
"It seems that the old lady is planning to destroy the family for justice." Madam Zhao sneered.
"No, I can't even try to persuade you." At this time, He, who still wanted to laugh and be a good person, felt something was wrong: "Third brother and sister, why aren't you worried about the officials seeing these letters?"
"Of course I'm not worried!" Xining answered on his behalf: "Aunt Xu is a Huns backstabber. She imitated my father's handwriting and wanted to frame him and get rid of him with the help of officials. Unfortunately, he was discovered and my father had already been killed. He stepped into the palace to plead guilty. At this time, the officials already knew everything. Originally, he thought that if the officials would hold him accountable, he would let the second wife escape, but it seems that there is no need for it now. "
She smiled brightly: "I wonder what the officials would think if they just found out that someone sent a fake letter imitating my father's handwriting."
Even if the matter is urgent and you go to the palace to report to the officials, you should first confirm the authenticity of the whole matter.
Everyone knows that General Zhao is a concubine, not born to the old lady. He went to the palace to report in such a hurry, and what he reported was a serious crime of collaborating with the enemy. If the officials were angry and chopped off General Zhao's head without checking, then General Zhao would still be dead. This move sounds nice to me as exterminating relatives for the sake of justice, but it can't help but make people think about it.
Also, the letters written by the Xiongnu secret piles imitating the handwriting were delivered to the officials by others. The person who sent the message may have been deceived, or he may be colluding with the Huns.
He's face suddenly turned pale, and even his smile disappeared completely.
