Gusu, when the old lady was preparing to board the ship, Master Meng came anyway. Just like last time, he sat in the farewell pavilion on one side, only the two of them, and the others stood far away, waiting for these two people. Talk again.
The old man took out a letter and put it on the table, pushing it in front of Ou Mengmeng with his finger. Then he spread his right hand and made a "please" gesture.
Ou Mengmeng did not read the letter, but just lowered her head to look at the envelope. It was a kraft paper seal commonly used in modern times, with a red frame in the middle. However, modern times were not as thick as now, and the letter paper inside was well protected when opened. If we go by what the old man said, this letter must be at least forty years old. The envelope looks a little newer, and the letter paper is also newer.
She glanced at the old man, obviously not believing him.
"This, it's not easy to make it old. The new is the real thing. If you don't believe me, madam, go check your own letter. The more precious it is, the better it is hidden and the newer it is. This letter has probably not been opened a few times, I guess. It has only been opened once, I guess my wife has opened it once, and this letter was first sent to my mother."
"Your Majesty?" Ou Mengmeng was startled, why was there a "mother"?
"This is a letter from nearly fifty years ago. At that time, I was still young and ignorant, and I didn't even know I was getting into trouble. This letter should have been sent to my house when I had already gone to study abroad. After that, I passed the imperial examination, and later became a Jinshi. I moved my family to Beijing and got married and had a son there. I really forgot about the debts I had committed when I was young! My mother passed away ten years ago. After the death of her only son, my wife’s temperament changed drastically and she became suspicious. When she died, she was still saying, because of me We have children and grandchildren outside, so we don’t care about our son.” Master Meng sighed softly.
If it weren't for Madam, he wouldn't be suspicious and wouldn't check those things. Only then did he find the letter. Of course, he would not tell Ou Mengmeng or anything else. For example, the old lady received the letter and offered to help the mother and son, but she was determined not to admit it. Because she was dedicated to getting her son to take the imperial examination and become an official, she must not let her son's reputation be damaged. And the wife is much younger than him. He really only married and had children after he became famous. Throughout his life, he prided himself on being open-minded, but it turned out that he was just heartless.
"So you're telling me that what you just said is true?" Ou Mengmeng still didn't open the letter. Evidence was useful to Xiong Er, but not to her. Whether it's true or false has never been important.
"Neither my mother nor my wife told me about this matter. It is quite difficult to re-investigate this matter. Everything can only be investigated from the beginning." Master Meng sighed lightly.
When he helped Ling return to his hometown, he also started investigating bit by bit from the countryside. It was also good luck that Meng Yin's father had returned to his hometown once, and he wanted to move his mother to the spiritual capital. At that time, there were a few people in the countryside who were familiar with their mother and son, but they heard that he was quite wealthy and even had a wife.
So Master Meng checked the information in the government again. At this time, he needed guidance when traveling, and besides, he wanted to move the coffin to Shenjing. There is a release document from the government here, proving that this was moved from here.
So he also found out his son's later name, Meng Jie. The destination is Jinkyo.
The old man hurried back to Shenjing. There were several people in Meng Jingjing, but there was only one person who drove through the road and the destination was his hometown. But at that time, his heart felt cold. Because that Meng Ai is dead. There is a record of closure in Shenjing, and his eldest son died ten years ago.
After further investigation, it was found that the eldest son had just gotten married in his thirties and had only one daughter, who was a slave in Rongguo Mansion. And his eldest son also worked as an errand in Rong Mansion before. At first, he was the personal attendant of Daishan Gong. The heart of the old man! His children and grandchildren are slaves! They are still the useless slaves of Rongguo Mansion.
He was furious, but there was nothing he could do, he was just a granddaughter. what to do? So during the most turbulent period of the court, he was thinking about how to get his granddaughter out.
"So you ended up coming to Clanology?" Ou Mengmeng nodded. This was the last step. I didn't pay attention to it before, but when it came time to admit marriage, Ou Mengmeng felt it was a bit strange at the time, but time was tight at the time, so she suppressed her uneasiness. Now listening to the old man's words, it is obvious that this is more reasonable in terms of hiding from the quietness of the court. Of course, maybe he is just telling himself this now to cover up his uneasiness about the affairs in the DPRK.
"Yes!" The old man sighed.
"What are you going to do now?" Ou Mengmeng looked at him. If she was a biological granddaughter, she would do what a biological granddaughter would do. Although it was a bit difficult, it was not impossible.
"Yes, I have written a note and have sent someone quickly.
Ma handed over to Shenjing. Here, the old man assures you that you have the final say on Yin'er's marriage. None of the things you worry about will happen. Master Meng handed her the thick paper spread out again, with a red seal on it. This is the agreement he wrote, and it states that Meng Yin's marriage requires her consent. He is not stupid, he and the old lady can be regarded as a duel between kings. The other party's thoughts were pretty much guessed, but now, the old lady had a hostage in her hands, so she would naturally speak louder.
"I don't like you being named your biological granddaughter. The bones of our children are not that soft. Even if they are not called the granddaughter of the Grand Master, my children can live a straight life. But if they are really biological granddaughters, What position do I have to say no?" Ou Mengmeng pushed back the unopened letter, then collected the piece of paper, "I have raised her for ten years, but it is better to say that she has been with me and taken care of me for ten years. Year, I keep this piece of paper, because I can't let her get married randomly, and the children around me can't be concubines with others, even if they are concubines to the emperor. This is the principle and the bottom line. "
"Thank you, old lady, for your caring heart." Master Meng sighed softly, so the important thing about the old lady is not that he is not his biological child, but that it is his business to make it up however he wants, but she has to get this document signed by him. Take it. She must take this initiative in her hands. And with this document, the old man is destined to be shorter than the old lady, because he lost in this round. And the old lady won't fight again in the next game. He will bow his head in front of the old lady for the rest of his life.
"Mother!" Judging from their expressions, Jia She must have reached an agreement. He took a step forward and bowed to them outside the pavilion.
"Go back to the garden." Ou Mengmeng rolled up the paperwork, put it in her sleeves, stood up, and shouted loudly. Like a general who returns victory victorious.
The girls didn't get out of the car and were all waiting. Although they didn't know what happened, they looked at the pavilion from a distance. They looked at the old lady together with admiration. Obviously in this situation , the old lady can still be calm and compromising, "We old ladies are really imposing wherever we go."
There were also three big guys who were in the same mood. The three of them wanted to give the old lady a thumbs up. Sure enough, with a hostage in hand, they spoke louder than ordinary people. They felt a little secretly happy that finally someone had bullied the old man. I feel like I can finally repay my anger for the past twenty years.
