Xu Mo's proposal was supported by the whole family.
Zheng Ruqian nodded solemnly, willing to contribute to this matter, "It just so happened that the workshop was finished, so I asked Aunt Zhang Shucui'er and Auntie Zhang to go out and help."
Fang Heng not only took Jiang Yi Jiang, two ginger, three ginger and four, but even the other four iron -blooded family servants had suspended training and came out to find someone.
Jiang Sheng even carefully closed the hawthorn cake and hid it in his sleeve, thinking that if brother Fufeng was hungry, he would give it to him.
Wen Zhiyun carried a small medicine box and took Chang Yan with him, "We're going too."
It can be called a family battle.
They drove horse-drawn carriages and donkey carts to the southern suburbs in batches.
The southern suburbs are the suburbs south of Anshui County. There are six villages in total. Because they are very close to Anshui County, each village has villas built by major families. It is estimated that there are about forty.
It is a bit difficult to find the Wang family and where Wang Fufeng is.
Because you can't inquire about it in a big way, or even enter through the front door.
At this time, Jiang Sheng's harmless appearance advantage was revealed.
The little girl jumped up and down, eating candy canes in her mouth, and wandered to the vicinity of Gaomen Courtyard. She randomly picked up a woman working and asked with a smile, "Auntie, where are you? I don't recognize it." It’s on its way.”
The woman's heart softened and she immediately said, "This is the courtyard of my house on the edge of Fucheng. I am delivering food to the lady inside. Where are you going, little girl?"
Jiang Sheng blinked, "I'm going to the Wang family's annex, where my sister is working."
"Oh, the Wang Family Villa." The woman couldn't help but touch her head, "It's not in this village. You have to go forward. It's all in the first few villages, especially Xiaofu Village. There are several Wang Family Villas in it. Where is the courtyard?"
Jiang Sheng grinned and said obediently, "Thank you, auntie, I'll go right away."
She skipped to the entrance of the village, and was carried into the carriage by her third brother in a hidden place.
The group of people drove towards Xiaofu Village.
The Wang family has three villas in this village, two large and one small, located in three corners of the village.
Originally Jiang Sheng was ready to repeat his old tricks.
Xu Mo grabbed her arm, frowned and said softly, "Go and have a look at the smaller one."
There was silence in the carriage.
For Mr. Wang San to treat his legitimate son like this shows that he does not love and care for her. According to this psychological inference, Wang Fufeng can only stay in the worst and smallest other house.
Sure enough, when Fang Heng drove the carriage to the smallest courtyard of the Wang family, he found two slaves standing at the door, who should be acting as surveillance.
Although it is said to be a villa, it is actually similar to a farmyard, except that the door frame is taller and has the sign of Wang Family Villa.
Such a weak and steadfast young master would most likely be locked up in a place like this.
Xu Mo felt heavy in his heart. He asked the troops to hide. He took Fang Heng around the courtyard twice and found a flaw.
Although there were two slaves guarding the door, there were no handlers on either side of the small courtyard. He was as vigorous as Fang Heng and climbed in in a few seconds.
Not long after the meeting, Fang Heng climbed out again with a gloomy face.
Xu Mo asked softly, "How are you? Are you here?"
Fang Heng nodded, then shook his head.
He nodded because Wang Fufeng was indeed there, but shook his head because he might not be there at any time.
Let Jiang Sheng put it in one sentence, such a weak young master like Liu Fufeng is really waiting for death in a place like this.
Xu Mo's eyes instantly turned red.
If at first he planned to sneak in quietly to check, now he was going to knock out the two guards and go in openly.
Fang Heng waved his wrist, familiar with this kind of thing.
Go forward, chop, and knock him out.
Throwing the two servants side by side behind the door, Fang Heng and Xu Mo did not rush in immediately, but turned around to find Wen Zhiyun in the main army.
"Xiaosi, come with me." Xu Mo said softly, "Wang Fufeng needs you."
Zheng Ruqian took a step forward, "I'll go too."
Jiang Sheng never lags behind, "I'll go too."
Chang Yan looked left and right, fearing that he would be left behind, "Then I have to go too."
There are already six people.
Zhang Qiquan was extremely smart and knew that it would be best not to let too many people go to this kind of thing, so he made a decisive decision, "I will take everyone back, leaving Jiang Yi and Jiang Er to protect you."
Xu Mo nodded lightly, and after the large army left, he took his younger brothers and sisters into the Wang Family Courtyard.
Jiang Yi and Jiang Er put on the clothes of the two gatekeeper slaves, tied them up and stuffed overnight steamed buns in their mouths to prevent disturbing the Wang family prematurely.
Only the six brothers and sisters were left, walking with heavy steps to the main room step by step, and gently opened the door.
Wang Fufeng is taken from Weak Willow Fufeng.
He was a frail disease carried in his mother's womb. The cause was that his mother and aunt were jealous and framed each other.
His aunt had a miscarriage, and he was also born prematurely, which made his father furious. He left with a flick of his sleeves and did not return home for half a year.
At first, the mother thought that the father was just angry, and she was trying to win over the king by being gentle, but later she discovered that the father had a family outside.
At that time, a boy was born.
Healthy, full term, father's blood.
Even after so many years, Wang Fufeng can still feel his mother's despair, so he can understand that his mother does not love him and that his mother desperately wants to have another healthy boy.
Unfortunately, more than ten years have passed, and the mother has not been able to conceive again, and the male fetus outside has gradually grown.
The situation in the Wang family changed again and again. At first, the eldest uncle was in charge, but later, after the eldest uncle passed away, the eldest uncle took control of everything and vigorously supported the Sun family.
This move was unanimously opposed by the second uncle and the fourth uncle. They thought that how could the Wang family allow a woman to take power and also wanted to help the Sun family with a different surname? This was a blatant misappropriation of the Wang family's assets.
What's more, the big house has no male heir.
Neither did the fourth uncle, so he wisely chose to avoid it and only asked for a portion of the Wang family's assets.
Then the only possibility of running the family was the second or third bedroom. Originally, there was supposed to be a fight between them, but his father pointedly pointed out that Wang Fufeng was not well, and it would be useless to rob the Wang family. It would be better to fully support the second bedroom.
Yes, he hid the healthy baby boy out there.
Even my mother was somehow persuaded to keep the matter a secret.
So, everyone watched helplessly as the second room was arrogant, watched as his cousin Wang Mingyu was spoiled and turned into a jerk, and watched the second room struggle with the eldest room.
This state is very good, and my father is very satisfied.
Until Wang Fufeng took action to break the balance.
The Sun family was in chaos, the eldest brother was in panic, and the second brother took the opportunity to take power.
My father was so angry that he lost his temper. Not only did Wang Fufeng get beaten up, but he was also thrown into a separate courtyard in the southern suburbs.
It was said to be a reflection, but in fact it was to let him die to make room for the healthy male fetus.
But what chilled Wang Fufeng the most was that his mother did not stop him. She also knew that such a dilapidated legitimate son was of no use, so she gave up on him before her eyes.
Starving in this other courtyard, being cold in this other courtyard, dying alone in this other courtyard.
No light, no wind, no warmth, no smile.
Maybe just die like this, leave that cold home, and gradually stop breathing in the same cold courtyard.
But before that, he wanted to take one last look at the world.
As if God heard his voice, the door covered with gray cloth was suddenly pushed open, and a slender hand poured into the darkness with overwhelming light.
