My spirit appeared on the road to exile, and I was treated as an ancestor.

Chapter 160 A Mistress Kept Outside

Lu Qing thought of his grandson-in-law Yang Fang. Although he had never really approved of him, Yang Fang hadn't divorced his wife like others had after the Lu family's troubles, which showed that he was still a reliable person.

After thinking for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "Let her know she's safe."

It's been so long, I imagine my granddaughter must be missing her family. I'm taking this opportunity to send her a letter to let her know I'm safe and sound, so she can rest assured.

Madam Song breathed a sigh of relief, but she was still a little worried. "Father, perhaps we shouldn't write this letter?"

The son-in-law's current situation must be difficult. If he accepts the letter and it gets out to someone with ulterior motives, it could be disastrous.
Lu Zhou held the pen, having just finished writing the letter to the Song family, but he paused for a long time before putting pen to paper the letter to his daughter.

His wife's concerns were also his concerns. Given their current situation, it was best not to trouble their son-in-law, as they might need his help in the future.

Lu Qing looked at his eldest son. How could he, as both a father and a grandfather, not know the concerns of the young couple?

"You don't want to write this letter to Tiao'er either?"

Lu Zhou sighed, "Father, Yang Fang is now an official in the court. If this letter is sent and gets known by someone with ulterior motives, it might cause trouble for Yang Fang, and Tiao'er might be blamed because of it."

He was worried that his daughter's situation would be difficult.

Lu Qing leaned on his cane and snorted coldly, "If he blames his wife for this letter, I don't think Tiao'er needs to stay in the Yang family anymore."

Song: "."

Lu Zhou: "."

That's not how it works.

Lu Qing reached out and snatched the pen from Lu Zhou's hand. "If you two won't write, this old man will write it myself!"

It was just to let them know she was safe. If the Yang family really cared about that, their granddaughter's life in the Yang family might not be so easy.

The next morning, Gu Xingzhao got up and rushed to the ancient city to collect letters without even eating anything. There were more than a dozen letters, each specifying where they were to be sent.

I saw that one of the letters was addressed to Lu Youtiao, but it was sent to the Yang family of Yang Fang, a compiler at the Hanlin Academy in the capital.

She quickly remembered that this was the old man's granddaughter, the one who married into the Yang family, and she seemed to be pregnant.

Gu Xingzhao immediately took it to heart and assured Lu Qing that the letter would definitely be delivered to Lu Youtiao.

She immediately took the letter to the He residence to find He Zhen.

After hearing the deity's purpose, He Zhen accepted the letter, saying, "Rest assured, my ancestor, I will take care of this matter."

Knowing that the gods cared about the Lu family, she assured Gu Xingzhao that she would have someone around her handle the matter. As for the letter to be sent to the Yang family, she would personally deliver it to Lu Youtiao.

Gu Xingzhao trusted He Zhen; whatever he entrusted to her, she always handled it well. But thinking of Liu Xiangbai, he figured he probably wanted her to leave the capital.

She asked, "Are you taking your daughter to the North?"

He Zhen shook her head. The beverage shop had just opened and was in the prime of its time to make money. She was reluctant to leave at this time, especially since this was a task entrusted to her by the gods, and she was determined to complete it properly.

"This humble woman should remain in the capital."

Gu Xingzhao frowned. "Have you discussed this with Liu Xiangbai?"

Would Liu Xiangbai agree to let He Zhen stay in this place of trouble?

He Zhen nodded. "He mentioned this to me in my dream last night, but in the end, the decision is up to me." Gu Xingzhao didn't ask any further questions, since the decision was ultimately a matter for the young couple.

She handled the burglary at her house quite well last time. He Zhen made sure that everyone else who had designs on her knew that she was not a woman to be bullied. Now, no one in the entire capital dares to climb over the walls of the He residence.

"If anything happens, just come to me and tell me."

"do not worry."

After Gu Xingzhao left, He Zhen didn't dare to delay and immediately arranged for someone to deliver the message. Fearing that it would be too obvious for two people to deliver the message, she sent four people from the courtyard, both men and women, to deliver it in order to avoid attracting attention.

As for Lu Youtiao's letter, she personally took it to the Yang residence to request an audience with Madam Yang, but was stopped at the gate. Only after she bribed the gatekeeper with a large sum of money was she allowed to announce her arrival.

After a while, someone came out of the mansion. He looked like someone in charge and sized up He Zhen. "May I ask who you are, Madam?"

He Zhen had already prepared her explanation before she arrived: "My surname is He, and my given name is Zhen. I was a close friend of Madam Yang before I got married. Now I run a fireworks business and have just opened a beverage shop. I would like to send some to Madam Yang so that she can try them. Please pass on my message that she will see me when she finds out."

As she said this, she was carrying a food box, which indeed contained several drinks.

Nowadays in Beijing, everyone knows the reputation of fireworks. There is only one fireworks store in Beijing, and it is indeed owned by the He family.

The steward said in a deep voice, "Madam, please wait a moment."

He hurriedly entered the mansion, and soon rushed out again, saying to He Zhen, "My lady has recently caught a cold and is unable to receive guests. She asks for your understanding, Madam He."

He Zhen was slightly taken aback, but quickly reacted and handed over the food box in her hand. "It's alright. Please pass these drinks on to her. Please take care of her. Thank you."

"You're welcome, madam."

The steward took the food box, turned and went into the mansion without lingering.

After leaving the Yang family's gate, He Zhen went straight home, immediately took a paper tube, and began to communicate with the gods.

“The Yang family’s conduct is unacceptable. I spent a lot of money to get someone from outside into the mansion to deliver a message. The steward who came out said that Lu Youtiao had caught a cold and was not receiving guests.”

Gu Xingzhao was looking at the account book of the beverage shop that he had just gotten from He Zhen today. The business was even better than he had imagined. Soon, he would definitely earn more than fireworks.

After all, you can drink this beverage every day, but you can't set off fireworks every night.

Hearing He Zhen's words, she frowned slightly, "You caught a cold?"

He Zhen responded, "That's what the people in the Yang family say, but I think it's just an excuse. I tested it out at the time, and he didn't even bother to inform her. It's probably because the Yang family doesn't want her to see outsiders."

When she saw that it was a manager who came out, she became suspicious. If the manager really went back and relayed the message, he would know that Lu Youtiao did not have any close female friend named He Zhen.

After a long while, seeing that the deity remained silent, He Zhen asked again, "Should I send some people to inquire about the situation?"

The Yang family mansion was poorly guarded, so gathering information was just a matter of spending some money; it wasn't difficult.

Gu Xingzhao then put down the account book. He had just been thinking about whether to go see Lu Youtiao or tell the old man about this first.

Hearing He Zhen say this, he immediately agreed, "Alright, you can send someone to find out some information first."

He Zhen took on the task and quickly found someone to carry it out, also gathering information very quickly.

"The Yang family has recently consulted a doctor, but not for Madam Yang's cold, but to prescribe medicine to protect the pregnancy of Yang Fang's newly acquired concubine."

Gu Xingzhao's expression darkened slightly, and his voice unconsciously turned cold, "A concubine?"