Traveling to Daliang Kingdom starts from falling into the water

According to the timeline, the seventh day after the passing of Elder Wen is over, which means that the last sacrificial day of the "seven-day mourning" ceremony in funeral customs has passed.

In the past, the area in front of the Wen residence was always bustling with activity, but now, perhaps because the seventh-day memorial service for the deceased had just ended, the scene in front of the residence was completely different from what one would expect.

Although there was a reason for the visit, it was still improper to pay a visit without first sending an invitation, especially to a prominent family like the Wen family who were observing the traditional mourning period.

Zhou Sishun knew he shouldn't be too familiar with the corrupt rules of wealthy families like theirs. As he approached the Wen residence, he had the carriage stop and sent someone to the gatehouse to let them know.

However, perhaps it was because the child, Uncle Wen, was so shrewd, that as soon as his carriage came to a complete stop, a servant in blue came running up to him.

Was he assuming that the three of them would definitely come to Zhoujia Village as soon as they arrived? Fortunately, the son-in-law was clever; if he didn't come, it would seem like he didn't respect his son, Uncle Wen.

They almost became in-laws, but luckily it happened. Otherwise, they might have mistakenly thought that the three of them were arrogant and looked down on the Wen family.

"Is that your second brother?"

Upon entering the Wen residence, Zhou Sishun saw a group of people walking briskly towards him, and someone greeted them first. If he hadn't been quick-witted, he would have almost mistaken them for someone else.

"That's right, he's the kid's junior uncle. No wonder he's a disciple taught by the same master. His tone and the way he reached out his hand were exactly the same."

It's not too easy to recognize.

Like the Qi brothers, regardless of whether it was their first meeting or not, they would address any outsiders as "Second Brother" or "Second Brother" and protect them without any formality.

They were even more afraid than the eldest brother that he would be bullied by outsiders, and they all protected him like a little chick. This was very heartwarming and reassuring.

Gu Erge had previously praised him for being able to handle big occasions, but actually, it was his fellow disciples, including his eldest brother, who gave him confidence. If he were a coward, he wouldn't be a real man.

There are also three nephews. It's not that he's a snob, but nephews are not all the same. Compared to the nephews on both sides, the original group of nephews are nothing.

Look at his eldest nephew, his family background is not good, or his family is not wealthy. What a good kid, he is so close to his poor second uncle. That's what a nephew should be.

Ok?
Where is Feng Ge'er?

Zhou Yanfeng entered and exited the city gate around the same time as Zhou Sishun and the others. However, upon learning that Zhou's carriage had entered the city, he turned back.

They returned quickly; almost before the group even entered the front hall, a servant from the Wen family announced that the third young master of the Zhou family had arrived.

Gu Wenxuan thought so too. Now that the Wen family had learned of his father-in-law's arrival, how could Zhou Yanfeng possibly stay put and not come out to greet him?

However, he was busy greeting the elders and answering their questions. The key point was that the Wen family lords weren't coming out together, so he didn't have time to think about it.

Upon entering the front hall of the Wen family mansion, it must be noted that the members of the Wen family who were observing mourning did not build a small hut next to the tomb of the late Master Wen to live and guard it during the mourning period.

Therefore, there were quite a few people present, including the "legendary" Lord Wen and his two sons, as well as that Seventh Master Wen and his eldest son.

Gu Wenxuan paid more attention to the three main characters, including Wen Shibo, who was supposedly angered to the point of collapse but is now fine.

Perhaps because there were younger members present, or perhaps because this junior uncle, whom we've only heard about but never seen in person, had already mediated the internal disputes within the Wen family, the atmosphere was relatively relaxed.

Although no one joked or cheered to liven things up, since they were a family observing mourning, on the surface, the Wen family's children and grandchildren were still united, and there was no sign of discord between the legitimate and illegitimate children.

As for what happens in private, that's unknown. Besides, it's not appropriate for them to stay long when they visit as guests. The fact that the children and grandchildren didn't go to the cemetery to observe mourning doesn't mean they're not following the etiquette of "not drinking alcohol or eating meat, not taking wives or concubines, and not responding to imperial summons."

After paying their respects to Old Master Wen, and knowing that Old Madam Wen was not in a position to receive guests, before the current head of the Wen family, Master Wen, could even persuade them to stay for a meal, his father-in-law and his junior uncle tacitly offered their condolences, stood up, and took their leave to return home.

Get back on the carriage.

This time, Gu Wenxuan didn't ride in the same carriage as before. Before he could even intentionally or unintentionally fall behind by a step, his junior uncle caught him in a carriage.

To be honest, his junior uncle is very young. Not only is he young, but he is only thirty-six years old this year. He looks more like a pale-faced scholar in his thirties.

It's hard to imagine that this was a famously romantic and talented man who frequented brothels, regardless of whether his body could handle it.

Not to mention that this person was appointed by the royal family to be the head of the intelligence network for brothels and entertainment venues in Jiangnan, and he really doesn't seem to have any martial arts skills at all.

Do you know who the most beautiful woman in Dingzhou Prefecture was thirty years ago?

The contrast is too great.

So, when the senior uncle met his junior nephew, shouldn't he first test his knowledge? But this junior uncle did something different. As soon as he sat down, he made this unusual sound.

Gu Wenxuan almost blurted out "my wife" before he could react. Of course, it was also because his junior uncle spoke too fast that he could hear clearly who the number one beauty was.

It seems that, like him, his junior uncle has also heard quite a bit about him, otherwise why would he suddenly ask such a question? He really doesn't know anything serious.

"What's wrong? Is it hard to answer?"

“This child was definitely thinking of his wife just now.” As the third person present, Zhou Sishun’s seemingly defusing remark was a direct exposé to help his third son-in-law out of an awkward situation.

Gu Wenxuan couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. "In my eyes, naturally no one can compare to my wife. Little Uncle, do you want to ask me if I know about Old Madam Wen?"
I had heard rumors that General Gao and Grand Tutor Wen didn't have much contact when General Gao was alive, so I was quite surprised to learn a few days ago that Lord Wen and Third Master Gao were brothers-in-law.

He's a shrewd young man. This points out the root cause of the renewed marriage alliance between the Gao and Wen families. Liang Hongsheng nodded, "The fact that the Gao family was able to rise from military generals to civil officials is largely due to the contributions of Old Madam Gao."

Beauty fades and youth passes quickly; ultimately, talent prevails. General Gao sought his fortune his entire life, never imagining that it would be his wife who would save his family from ruin.

Hearing this, Zhou Sishun finally understood. It seemed that General Gao was fond of Madam Wen, and that Grand Tutor Wen had even helped General Gao to snatch Madam Wen away.

But was Madam Wen still the most beautiful woman in Dingzhou Prefecture thirty years ago?

How can it be!

Beauty fades with time, but facial features remain. Old Madam Wen's features are not as good as his eldest daughter's, nor even his third daughter's.

There must have been no beauties left in Dingzhou Prefecture thirty years ago, so they had to choose the best among the worst, and somehow managed to elevate Old Madam Wen to a higher level...

"This is what they mean by 'no matter how beautiful one's appearance is, it's just a shell. It can never compare to the inner beauty and refined elegance that comes from knowledge and learning.' A man who cares too much about his appearance is being superficial."

But then again, Junior Uncle, I'm not exaggerating when I say my wife is beautiful, but it's a shame she's a woman. Gu Wenxuan shook his head regretfully.

Not only did Liang Hongsheng laugh at this, but Zhou Sishun also chuckled. "If she weren't a girl, how could she become your wife? What are you regretting?" (End of Chapter)