Mr. Qi walked to his daughter-in-law's courtyard seriously.
The daughter-in-law’s name is Wu Huan.
Master Qi was originally very satisfied with Wu Huan because she was very beautiful and her figure seemed fertile.
Mainly to be fertile.
Master Qi's main purpose in choosing a daughter-in-law for his son is to carry on the family line.
I just never expected that this guy could be so fertile, so...
Alas, talking too much brings tears to my eyes.
After Mr. Qi entered the courtyard, he drove all the maids out.
Logically speaking, a husband should avoid meeting his daughter-in-law, especially a widowed daughter-in-law.
There should be some servants standing around.
But... there is no way to avoid it now, because what Mr. Qi wants to do is not something that can be done openly and honestly.
He coughed and said to Wu Huan, "What do you want me to do?"
Wu Huan said: "Sir, you are so cruel. I have been scolded to death outside, but you didn't say a word and allowed me to suffer these humiliations?"
Mr. Qi frowned and said to Wu Huan, "Speak carefully."
Wu Huan touched his belly and said, "What do you think I should say?"
Lord Qi sighed, feeling that someone was taking advantage of him.
If it had been before, that would have been fine, just kill Wu Huan and the child quietly.
But it doesn't work now. Wu Huan has become the focus of the entire Xianyang City. Even if Yangwei causes another big mess, everyone's attention will still be focused on Qi Mansion.
If something happens to Wu Huan at this time, won't the rumors never stop?
Lord Qi rubbed his temples painfully and said, "We have to find a way, we have to find a way."
Wu Huan hummed and said, "Sir, please think of a way."
Mr. Qi stood up and walked around the room.
After a long time, he said calmly: "This child can never be your husband's."
Wu Huan said nothing.
Because this is nonsense. My husband has been dead for three years. How can I possibly conceive and give birth to a child?
Mr. Qi added: "If it is your husband's, that's fine. Everything can be explained and everyone can be happy."
Wu Huan snorted: "Who says it's not? It's a pity...it's just such an unlucky coincidence."
Mr. Qi said: "Although your husband is dead, this matter may not be unsolvable... For example, we can say... you dreamed of your husband in your dream."
"He told you that the love between you and your husband is as strong as gold, and even death can't separate you. So, you had a baby with him in your sleep."
"Unexpectedly, a few months later, you would be pregnant. So... this child is still your husband's child."
Wu Huan's eyes widened and he said to Master Qi, "Isn't this... is this ridiculous?"
Master Qi said calmly: "Is it ridiculous?"
Wu Huan snorted: "It's quite ridiculous. It's a miracle that has never happened before. The people will not believe it, and no one will believe it."
Mr. Qi chuckled and said, "I'm afraid you don't know yet. Recently, a man named Chun Yujia appeared in Xianyang City."
"Chun Yu Jia is Chun Yu Yue's housekeeper. This man is quite talented and has written many books. Most of the contents in the books are like this."
"The people in Xianyang City like to watch it and talk about it with great enthusiasm."
Wu Huan said: "However, that is the content in the book, and it is false. But I..."
Mr. Qi said: "The people are actually very stupid. They easily take the contents of the book as true. You believe me. Just say it like this, there is absolutely no problem."
Wu Huan hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly: "It's just based on your orders."
Master Qi looked at Wu Huan's belly and said with emotion: "I only have an only son, but unfortunately he died like this."
"If the child in your belly can be born smoothly, he can legitimately inherit the family business."
Wu Huan smiled and said: "If this child is born, should I let him call you father? Or should I call you grandfather?"
Lord Qi looked solemn and said, "Shameless, how can you be so frivolous?"
Wu Huan smiled slightly and said, "Sir, when you took off your clothes that day, you were even more shameless than me. How come you are so serious when you put on clothes?"
Mr. Qi's face turned red and he turned to leave.
Wu Huan suddenly said in a disgusted voice: "Sir, don't you want to touch your child?"
Mr. Qi's steps slowed down.
He slowly turned his head and said, "Touch the child? How?"
Wu Huan smiled and said, "For example...feel his heartbeat through his belly..."
Master Qi's throat suddenly felt tight, so he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
That night, Mr. Qi did not come out again.
It's not human, how is it different from animals?
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"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers, the latest news, the latest news." The newspaper boy shouted loudly while running on the street: "A woman from Qi Mansion gave birth to a posthumous son after being widowed for three years. Sell newspapers, sell newspapers..."
Wu Huan is the top player in Xianyang City recently.
People who eat melons are staring at this company, wanting to see what other big news they can make.
Now I heard that the child Wu Huan was carrying turned out to be the posthumous child of her husband who died three years ago. Who wouldn’t want to see what the details are?
At least I want to know how that guy could explain such a weird thing.
So everyone bought newspapers one after another.
This newspaper is a general tabloid.
It published in detail the meeting between Wu Huan and her husband in the dream.
After reading the newspaper, people who buy the newspaper have a feeling: I have no enmity with you, so why do you treat me as a fool?
What kind of meeting in a dream, what kind of love is as strong as gold? Do you really think that all these years of melon-eaters have been in vain?
People who eat melons also need IQ, right?
And the more melons everyone eats, the higher their IQ is, and they can already see what the problem is.
This is why Shi Wuhe had an affair, and then used this ridiculous reason to excuse it.
Who are you lying to? hehe!
The General tabloid had already guessed the mentality of the melon-eating masses, and specifically placed a small advertisement at the end of the article.
The advertisement said that readers are welcome to express their opinions on this matter and submit articles to the General tabloid.
The General tabloid will select some of the most representative speeches for publication.
Once selected, corresponding remuneration will be given.
This advertisement immediately ignited the enthusiasm of the melon-eating people in Xianyang City.
I didn’t expect that I could make money by eating melons.
So, everyone started racking their brains to write comments.
Letters flew like scraps of paper to the headquarters of the General tabloid.
The next day, the General tabloid sold more copies than any other day.
After all... everyone has this mentality: It's not enough for me to scold others, I also want to see how others scold and see if they think the same as me.
Of course, this is something to talk about later, let’s not mention it for now.
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At the headquarters of Yali Daily, the founder sighed repeatedly, feeling annoyed.
Now the situation of Yali Daily is getting worse and worse.
Ever since the lawsuit was filed with the craftsmen of Shangjun Courtyard, the sales volume has been unable to increase.
Mainly because in court, Yali Daily almost admitted it personally. Their interviews are not rigorous and their content is mostly false.
Although the people of Xianyang City like to watch the excitement, they don't like to watch the fabricated excitement either.
If the story is wonderful and it doesn't matter if it's true or false, then why not read Chun Yujia's ghost stories?
Therefore, when people get Yali Daily, their first reaction is: Is this story false again?
This is very depressing.
The founder of Yali Daily, who is now the editor-in-chief, is different from the investors who hide behind the scenes. He is always at the forefront.
Today, he sighed and walked back and forth in the editorial office.
The people under my command said cautiously: "Boss, what's wrong with you?"
The editor-in-chief said: "Go, send someone to go to Mr. Qi's place."
The staff was confused, but they still found someone for the editor-in-chief.
The editor-in-chief told this person, and the person nodded and left quickly.
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Mr. Qi is reading the newspaper at home.
He also knew that this story was a bit outrageous, but other than that, he really couldn't think of any other way.
I hope the people of Xianyang City can believe it.
If everyone believed it. Then Mr. Qi can have children.
Of course, it is not that important whether the people in Xianyang City believe it or not. Who cares about the opinions of some idiots?
What Mr. Qi really cares about is what the emperor thinks.
The emperor's thoughts may be influenced by public opinion.
This requires caution.
After all, the current emperor is not the same emperor as before.
In the past, the emperor lived in the palace and didn't pay much attention to the opinions of the people.
At that time, it was not too difficult to fool the emperor. It was a wonderful time for courtiers.
It's a pity...it's all over now.
It's all that Huaiguzi's fault.
Master Qi was filled with indignation.
At this time, a servant trotted over and said to Master Qi: "Sir... the salesperson from Yali Daily is here."
Mr. Qi was a little angry when he heard this. Is he a salesperson from Yali Daily again?
Last time, I was deceived by the salesperson of Yali Daily. I signed some contracts in a daze and handed over a thousand yi of gold.
Who would have known that after paying the money, it turned out that Mr. Wei also owned shares in Yali Daily. Somehow, he became Mr. Wei's partner.
If this spreads out, where will I put my face?
But now... Mr. Qi seems to have no face anymore.
Forget it, let’s take a step and watch one.
He sighed and said to the servant: "What does this salesman do?"
The servant shook his head and said: "The man refused to say anything. He just said mysteriously that he had something very important to tell you, and you are definitely interested in it."
Mr. Qi was a little annoyed. He hated people who betrayed people the most in his life.
But now, this concept is selling really well, and it has successfully aroused his curiosity.
Mr. Qi thought for a while and said, "That's all, bring that person in."
The servant agreed and went to call the salesman.
Not long after, the salesman came to Mr. Qi's house.
"I've met you, sir." The salesman smiled, looking like he was making money with kindness.
Mr. Qi glanced at the salesman and said with a smile: "What do you want to talk to me about?"
The salesman said: "There seems to be some trouble in your house recently. I am here to solve the trouble for you."
Master Qi frowned and said, "What?"
He looked like an adult, as if he didn't know what trouble he was in.
The salesman thought to himself: He is indeed a minister of the DPRK. Look at his determination.
He coughed dryly and said: "Today in Xianyang City, people all over the place said that someone in the house and her dead husband were pregnant in a dream..."
Master Qi said: "Yes, what's going on?"
The salesman chuckled and said, "I think so. Why didn't you tell our Yali Daily about such important news? Why did you tell the general tabloid instead?"
Lord Qi: "Huh?"
The salesman said: "If you tell General Tabloid that your family is taking care of your own business, maybe Yali Daily will be more popular, and you will get more shares in the future."
"Now, if you take the initiative to reveal information to the enemy like your lord, isn't it worth the loss? Our general's tabloid has suffered too much today."
Mr. Qi didn't say anything, but he was thinking in his heart: What kind of bullshit is this?
The salesman added: "Do you have any other news? Tell us now. It's not too late."
Lord Qi said coldly: "No more."
The salesman was blocked for a moment, coughed dryly, and said: "Then... if you have any news in the future, can you tell us?"
Master Qi said calmly: "No."
The salesman was blocked again.
He said with an innocent face: "Why...why is this? Aren't we business partners? Our Yali Daily, in fact, if you take it seriously, it is also your property."
Mr. Qi said calmly: "Why, don't you know it yourself? Now everyone in Xianyang City knows that the news in your Yali Daily is not accurate and is mostly made up."
"Can I still believe you? Can I still tell you this news? If I tell you, but people don't believe it, then won't I lose more than I gain?"
The salesman nodded with deep understanding and said, "That's true. After all... Your Excellency's news is indeed not that trustworthy."
Mr. Qi: "..."
The salesman coughed dryly and said: "Sir, I actually think... that the dead husband got his wife pregnant. In fact, there can be more evidence, so that the credibility will be higher."
Master Qi: "Oh?"
The salesman said: "For example, Ganoderma lucidum grows on the grave of the dead person."
"For example, the maid in the mansion saw an erratic white shadow."
"These are all supporting evidence. In this way, wouldn't the people be more willing to believe it?"
Mr. Qi nodded slowly and said, "What you said seems to make sense."
The salesman scratched his head and said, "So... do you plan to leave these matters to the villain to handle?"
