Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 478 Good Words Bad Words
Meng Baiyun nodded: "Thank you, Master Huang."

"Where, madam, you go slowly."

Witnesses, the physical evidence of this matter, are those two letters, witnesses, said to be the old housekeeper of Qin Wangfu.

The reason why the old housekeeper was not implicated when King Qin rebelled was because his nephew, who was an official in the court, had already seen King Qin's intention of treason, and took him back to his hometown in order to prevent him from being involved.

But this old housekeeper was also one of the witnesses who had seen King Qin and Su Er walking very close.

As long as it can be proved that King Qin and Su Er have frequent contacts, these two letters will be the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

It's like finding poison under the nails of a poisoned person. Then this person has touched the wine glass. Undoubtedly, all the spearheads will be aimed at her, no matter whether, before her, there is someone else in the wine glass. Poison, the person who was poisoned to death, did he really die after eating her poison?

Meng Baiyun came out of Dali Temple, and Fu Rong was waiting for her outside.

She got into the car with a gloomy face, and Fu Rong didn't ask any questions.

It was not until she was approaching the Dragon Mansion that Meng Baiyun suddenly said that she wanted to transfer to the Weng Mansion, so she asked, "Ma'am, is something a little tricky?"

"She signed it."

Fu Rong was a little surprised: "Su Er is so stupid."

"Well, I'm so stupid, so stupid that there is no cure, let's go, go to Weng's mansion."

Furong turned the horse's head.

In the carriage, Meng Baiyun closed his eyes and rested his mind, his face was dead silent, without any disturbance.

Su Er's incident made her realize clearly that the big spider couldn't harm her from her body, and started to weave a web around her.

Su Er was the first to fall into the trap.

In fact, don't blame Su Er, if you want to blame, blame the other party for being too calculating.

How long ago was this counted?

A year ago, two years ago?

The letter that Su Er hid privately, the letter that Su Er delivered to the government office to complain to the King of Qin, and even Su Er's timid and fearful character, she has all in her hands.

In this game, when she was unconscious, the opponent had already played half of the game.

Now, if she is not careful, she will only be trapped in a stalemate, and nothing will be left behind.

She doesn't want to lose everything, especially now, she doesn't even know who her opponent is.

Around forty, woman.

This is all the information she has now.

There was also a silver needle in her purse, she couldn't brazenly inquire about the source of this silver needle in Chang'an City, but there was one person she could entrust.

Weng Mansion.

Weng Junsheng is an idle prime minister.

At that time, he was given a right chancellery, one was to win him over, the other was to commend him, and the third was to slightly check and balance the power in the hands of the left prime minister.

Prime Minister Zuo has no children, but his disciples are all over the government and the people, states and counties, and many of them are adopted sons, who also made outstanding contributions on the way of the emperor's seizure of power.

These people have to be rewarded and banned. In this way, the empress dowager's power has been cleared, and a large number of left ministers have been fostered, which will inevitably make the power in the court and China unbalanced.

At this time, Weng Junsheng, the nominal right chancellor, even though it was just a name, had real power in his hands. In other words, if the left prime minister really wanted to be a monster, with Long Aohan's military strength and Weng Junsheng's financial resources, the emperor's position was still secure.

In fact, as far as Weng Junsheng is concerned, with the title of right minister, the business is getting bigger and bigger, and the more he does, the more he earns.

When Meng Baiyun had the dream of opening an integrated hospital earlier, he still wanted to cooperate with Weng Junsheng.

She comes up with ideas, she manages, [-]-[-] shares.

But now, these dreams are all in the past.

She came to find Weng Junsheng, closed the door, opened the purse in her hand, and a very delicate silver needle fell out.

Weng Junsheng looked at it for a long time before he found a silver needle on the table, and he said that it was too thin, and his eyes were almost blind.

Meng Baiyun asked Furong to close the window a little bit, the strong light in the room dimmed slightly, and the silver needle became more obvious.

"You show me a needle, do you want to teach me how to thread a needle to make embroidered shoes, or is there something special about this needle?"

"This is very fine, you have seen a lot of craftsmanship, do you know which silverware shop can make it?"

"To be honest, such a thin needle is of no great use. You see, it is as soft as a goose feather. This kind of needle is more suitable for use as a hidden weapon, piercing people's skin. It only causes slight pain. It is a hidden weapon. I am right. Bar?"

He is indeed a knowledgeable person, Meng Baiyun nodded: "Help me find out where this needle came from."

Weng Junsheng wanted to make a joke, saying how much you pay for running errands.

In the end, seeing Meng Baiyun's serious expression, he couldn't tell any jokes.

In the past, Meng Baiyun, although he had a young and mature taste, but there was a funny guy in his bones, lively, cheerful and warm-hearted.

Just, after that incident last year.

Weng Junsheng consciously became serious, with a rare seriousness: "Okay, I will take care of this matter, but you need to give me some time."

"how long?"

"uncertain."

"ASAP."

"I can ask, why did you check the needle, and, you went to someone from the Qinglong Gang a while ago, didn't you?"

He actually knew.

Meng Baiyun didn't deny it either: "I want to know the whereabouts of my mother."

"In the future, you don't need to go through the Qinglong Gang for this kind of thing, but if the Qinglong Gang can do it, I may not be able to do it. It's just that they may not use some plausible method to obtain information, so it will be faster. I will do it a little bit. Just slow down."

After he said so, Meng Baiyun entrusted him with the search for the Meng Mansion.

After finishing the matter, he stood up and said goodbye. When he walked to the door, he saw Shisan looking at Furong in astonishment. He thought Shisan didn't know that Furong was waiting by his side. sentence?"

There was no friendship, and Fu Rong was still curious why Meng Baiyun asked such a question.

You will understand after seeing Thirteen's expression.

Why are you looking at her so excitedly?

It was nothing more than the days when the general wore a mask as a bamboo cloud. She served the general as a maid, and Shisan, who often came to find the general with Master Weng, had seen her a few times, that's all, nodding acquaintance That's all.

Just as Furong was wondering, Thirteen said, "The master actually let the second woman into the house."

What do you mean?
Furong thought for a while, looked at Meng Baiyun and herself, and understood that Cheng Weng Junsheng would not let two women into the house at the same time.

But Thirteen scratched his head and smiled: "Very good, it seems that I have come to see you, Madam Long, are you leaving? I will see you off."

"No need, you are busy."

Meng Baiyun said goodbye to Shisan, and this time he really returned to the Dragon Mansion.

Tongyuan, the outside of the courtyard is quiet, midsummer has come to the hottest time.

Furong had just watered the ground in the yard, but the heat instantly made the ground dry.

His body was sweating, but his palms were cold.

Or maybe it's because the heart is cold, so I don't feel how hot it is.

After closing the door, Fu Rong returned Meng Baiyun's artificial leg. Calluses had grown on the part where the artificial leg was worn in. Fu Rong used a special ointment every day to wipe off those calluses for Meng Baiyun.

But after softening, it will turn into a thick layer of cocoon in a short time.

Except for her, no one could see how hard Meng Baiyun worked.

Those prosthetic legs still fell when they were put on at first, but now they can basically walk without obstacles.

Although it is only a process from toddler to lotus step, this small step is also the result of sweat, hard work and patience.

Furong can see all these.

But what she couldn't see was the pain and patience in Meng Baiyun's heart.

After replacing her prosthetic leg and sitting in a wheelchair, she took a book to read.

Most of what she reads now are the books that Long Aohan has read before.

Some of them can't understand, but imagining how he used to sit in the room and flip through those books, her heart can recover a little from the coldness of the cold night.

In fact, she has no patience.

The closer to the truth, the more impatient.

What happened to Su Er pushed her into a desperate situation.

In this chess game, if she didn't fight back, she could only lose step by step.

But she couldn't make a counterattack, she was like a blind person, she couldn't even see the enemy's chess game clearly.

After reading a few pages of the book, Fu Rong took the door out, and she put down the book, grabbing the tablecloth tightly.

With a sudden force, the water glass on the table slammed. Fu Rong's hearing was good, and she immediately ran to the door and knocked: "Ma'am, are you all right?"

"Fu Rong, go and find me the old housekeeper of Prince Qin's Mansion."

"Ma'am, this is not good. I have seen witnesses in private. If he changes his confession at that time, the outside world will not know what to say about us."

"I don't care what the outside world says." Meng Baiyun snorted coldly, "Go if you are told."

Fu Rong seemed to sense that something was wrong with the people in the house.

Take a risk, push the door and go in.

Sure enough, Meng Baiyun's face was unusually red, his eyes were also evil red, and his hands were gripping the tablecloth so tightly that the teacup almost fell off the edge of the table.

She felt a pain in her heart.

Madam hides her pain so deeply. When she went out just now, she pretended to be reading a book as if nothing had happened.

"lady!"

"Fu Rong, where did you say he went?"

She looked up, her eyes were red.

Fu Rong's eyes also turned red: "Madam, no matter where the general is, as long as Madam doesn't give up, the general will come back."

Meng Baiyun smiled wryly, pushed Fu Rong away, and fell back dejectedly: "I sometimes tell myself that the person who plots against me behind my back must be the one who kidnapped Ao Han, just to make me feel so much pain. But, I'm really afraid that I'm just lying to myself."

As if she had spoken the terrible truth that she had never dared to speak, her body tightened suddenly, and the bitterness in her tone was about to overflow.

Fu Rong stepped forward and squatted beside her: "Ma'am, no, no matter whether the general was taken away or left by himself, I will definitely miss you and will definitely come back."

"When?"

When Fu Rong was asked, it was nothing more than a word of comfort. How could she guarantee when?

But looking at Meng Baiyun's eyes burning with hope like seeing an open flame in the dark night, she couldn't bear to say that she didn't know three words, so she said, "Maybe, I came back this year."

"Years ago, years ago." Meng Baiyun murmured, but there was no luster in his eyes, and he waved his hand tiredly: "Go out, I'm fine."

Furong walked to the door, looking at Meng Baiyun lying down and lifeless, she couldn't hold back some words.

However, if you can't hold back, you have to hold back, who knows if it's a good word or a bad word.

(End of this chapter)