northernbook Chapter 93 Following the Roots
Chapter 93 Following the Roots
How could someone like Jiang Hongwen have only one mistress?
The one who's pregnant is just currently favored, and she also has the baby in her belly as a support.
After the servants settled the two poor women who had lost their children, Jiang Hongwen went to another place of pleasure.
Wei Dongning withdrew her useless sympathy and spat, "Sure enough, a dog man is always a dog man, no matter what."
"Oh right, how's my older brother? Judging by the days, he should have arrived by now, right?"
"Your older brother!" Xiao Wu switched the camera to Wei Xiuming's side: "Uh... my God, where did this homeless man come from?"
If it weren't for Xiao Wu's accurate investigation, it would have really suspected that there was a problem with the data in the system database.
Wei Dongning put her fingernails in her mouth and bit them again: "Is he trying to cosplay as a savage?"
In her view, he was just wearing one more set of clothes than a savage from a primitive tribe.
Apart from that, there is absolutely no difference.
Gu Peiyan snatched Wei Dongning's fingernails from her mouth and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe her fingertips clean: "What are you thinking about, so engrossed?"
Wei Dongning blinked: "Um, it's nothing. I was just being a bit crazy and I'm a little tired."
"You seem to really like biting your nails?"
"Really?" Wei Dongning asked, somewhat puzzled.
Her biting her nails seemed to be an unconscious act.
In many cases, she puts her nails into her mouth unintentionally.
Gu Peiyan nodded: "This habit is bad and needs to be changed."
"Oh."
Wei Dongning humbly accepted the offer.
But these subconscious little actions are not so easy to change.
So she had no choice but to ask Gu Peiyan, "Please remind me a few more times, otherwise I'm afraid I won't remember."
Gu Peiyan agreed readily.
From then on, every time I saw Wei Dongning biting her nails, I would help her pull her hand away.
If Su Yizhuo were here, he would explain to him what it means to "humbly accept criticism but never repent."
This refers to Wei Dongning.
Before going to sleep, Xiao Wu played the interrupted scene for Wei Dongning again: "Your brother has returned over there and has already contacted his confidants. They are planning how to expose Doctor Wen. There's also something else: Wen Yuzhu and the groom are arguing again."
From the day Wen Yuzhu left the capital, she and the coachman had a small argument every three days and a big argument every five days.
They'd only gone halfway down the road, and the arguments they'd had could fill a book.
At first, Wei Dongning was curious about what they were arguing about, but later on, she got tired of listening to it, while the two of them didn't get tired of arguing at all.
“This time it’s different. After arguing, Wen Yuzhu drugged the coachman.”
Wei Dongning's tightly closed eyes widened instantly: "Good heavens, isn't she afraid that the coachman will retaliate?"
No matter what, Wen Yuzhu was a weak woman who couldn't even kill a chicken.
The coachman was a big, burly man; once the fight started, Wen Yuzhu had absolutely no chance of winning.
"Uh..." Xiao Wu hesitated, "Perhaps she's very confident in her drugging skills."
The drugs Wen Yuzhu gave the groom were her homemade bone-softening powder and sleeping potion.
Wen Yuzhu mixed the medicine into the coachman's wine, then feigned apology by raising her glass to him, saying that she had been in a bad mood that afternoon and hoped her elder brother wouldn't take offense.
That groom was the type who responded better to gentle persuasion than force.
Hearing the sincerity of her apology, the coachman readily finished his drink.
Then, with a "Duang," his head slammed heavily onto the table.
Wen Yuzhu looted his valuables and drove off in her carriage.
Wei Dongning stroked her chin and asked earnestly, "After all this time, has Wen Yuzhu finally remembered that she knows medicine?"
In fact, if Wen Yuzhu had thought of drugging Wei Xiuming earlier and had drugged him when she entered the capital from the border, her plan might not have ended up in this precarious situation.
Judging by Wei Xiuming's mind, he would definitely take responsibility for Wen Yuzhu.
At that time, no matter what Wen Yuzhu is scheming, it will be Wei Xiuming, who is caught in the middle, who will suffer.
Ultimately, it was because she was too confident.
Wei Dongning even wanted to share half of her inferiority complex with Wen Yuzhu.
Xiao Wu sensed her thoughts and almost cracked her voice: "You're insecure?"
"Hmm, when I see a man with a good physique, I don't dare to touch him. How can that not be considered low self-esteem?"
"Shut up."
Xiao Wu immediately activated signal jamming, and no matter how Wei Dongning teased it, it didn't react.
The news of what happened at the Marquis of Anyang's residence spread throughout the streets and alleys the very next day.
Many people are saying that these two major events have happened so early in the year, and it's possible that this is a sign of bad luck.
The emperor was also quite troubled.
For no other reason than that the Marquis of Anyang came again to request that Jiang Hongwen be granted the title of heir apparent.
It happened when he was halfway through a game of chess with Consort Wei.
He hates being disturbed at times like this.
The emperor placed a chess piece on the chessboard and coldly instructed the eunuch standing below him, who was bowing, "Go and tell Marquis Anyang that I am very busy right now and have no time to see him."
"Father, you should just agree to his request."
Su Yizhuo yawned.
He couldn't sleep until almost dawn last night.
I was just about to take a nap when I was dragged out of bed to attend the morning court session.
He was so tired that all he wanted to do was lie down and sleep.
However, the emperor father suddenly had a whim and insisted on playing chess with his concubine mother after court.
She even specifically asked him to accompany her.
He could only grit his teeth and bear it.
Recently, when he looked in the mirror, he felt that his trapezius muscles had become much larger. It turned out that he had been clenching his back teeth all the time.
Even in this state, he still wants to hear about the petty affairs of the Marquis of Anyang's family.
Su Yizhuo silently gave the middle finger in his mind.
The Emperor then added, "He can't even handle his own family's mess, yet he wants me to help him settle his legal disputes? Does he think I have nothing better to do?"
Su Yizhuo's gaze fell on the chessboard.
He did think the emperor had a lot of free time, but he didn't dare say it.
Otherwise, he'll be the one who's busy again.
The eunuch went and then returned: "Your Majesty, the Marquis of Anyang said that if you do not see him today, he will kneel in the Hall of Diligent Governance."
"Threatening me?" The Emperor sneered. "If he wants to kneel, let him kneel. I want to see how long he can kneel."
As it turned out, the Marquis of Anyang could no longer kneel down in less than half an hour.
He was carried into the sedan chair sent by the emperor's guards to return to his residence.
When the eunuch came to report, the emperor was not surprised at all: "He is an old playboy who only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. His body has long been hollowed out. How could he have been kneeling there all this time?"
The title of Marquis of Anyang is hereditary. Without the old lady's strenuous support, let alone requesting the appointment of an heir, even the survival of the Marquis of Anyang's mansion would be in question.
Su Yizhuo let out a long "Oh": "So Jiang Hongwen's character comes from the roots of the Jiang family."
Consort Wei was amused by him: "Jiang Hongwen is not even a child of the Jiang family, how could he be related by blood?"
"That's true. I wonder what kind of person that young master is."
If it's a good one, then it's like a good bamboo shoot emerging from bad bamboo.
"Speaking of following your roots, why can't you be like your elder brother and share more of the burden for me?" The Emperor had been dissatisfied with Su Yizhuo's lazy nature for a long time.
Su Yizhu pouted; he couldn't explain that he wasn't his child.
If this were to be said, even Consort Wei would be suspected by the Emperor.
Consort Wei gave him rare maternal love, and he had no intention of being ungrateful.