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Chapter 657 Am I My Biological Son?

Every time Wang Chuangui heard Old Lady Wang call out, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Because over the years, my mother has only called me by my full name a handful of times.

However, all in all, there wasn't a single time she praised herself. The only time she was somewhat gentle was when she broke his leg with her own hands.

Even now, Wang Chuangui doesn't dare to ask why his own mother had to break the leg when Doctor Xue was treating it.

"What are you still standing there for? Close the door and come in." While Wang Chuangui was still in a daze, Old Mrs. Wang had already sat down in the inner room.

The rest of the Wang family members all consciously moved away, even the guards protecting them tacitly retreated several feet.
They were afraid of overhearing something they shouldn't have, after all, Wang Chuangui was already the prefect, a genuine fifth-rank official, and if nothing unexpected happened, he could be promoted in the future, with a promising future.

How embarrassing it would be to hear this old man being scolded by his mother!

Wang Chuangui finally closed the door and walked in cautiously, unsure of what to do with his hands and feet.

"Did you go steal chickens or seduce dogs? Are you so ashamed to be seen like this? Hustling and cowardly, who are you trying to impress?" Old Mrs. Wang rolled her eyes again, her tone full of disdain. "If you go to take office like this, I'll probably be collecting your corpse next year!"

For some reason, upon hearing Old Mrs. Wang scold him like that, Wang Chuangui felt relieved. Fortunately, his mother really had come to give him a warning.

Thinking this, Wang Chuangui sat down in front of Old Mrs. Wang without any hesitation, his head bowed, looking like he was ready to be beaten and scolded at will.

She was thinking to herself, "I'm almost 40 years old now. Surely my mother won't beat me up in front of my children and grandchildren? I even have great-grandchildren now. I should act like a matriarch."

"What are you thinking with that little head of yours? Do you think that just because the emperor is far away, I can't control you?" Old Mrs. Wang looked at her sons and never stopped talking.

Then I thought about it, and realized that my son was going on a long trip, so I decided to get down to business.

So she took out two brocade pouches from a box she had prepared beforehand. When she opened one of them, it contained something that looked like a jade pendant.

He handed it to Wang Chuangui and said, "This is something your father got for you. I don't know if it will work. It was given to you by that Prince Zhuo. Prince Zhuo has some influence in Chang'an County. If you ever need money in the future, just use this to ask him for it."

Wang Chuangui: "Is that the Zhuo Wang who made a big splash in Wanning City two months ago? I heard he came to participate in the Jade Carving Conference and is a finalist."

"It's him. Do you remember Wang Zhuo from your childhood? This is the man."

"Wasn't Brother Wang Zhuo crushed to death by rocks?!" Back then, when he heard the news, Wang Chuangui cried for two days and two nights.

When he was young, his mother was in poor health and had to take care of many things. His older brother had to help his father with his work, so there was no one to take care of him. His parents adopted Wang Zhuoge, who became like a father to him and took good care of him for several years.

Later, as the situation became increasingly chaotic, their place of residence was affected. Just as everyone was preparing to relocate, Wang Zhuo was buried under rocks on his way to mine jade, and his body was never found.

That was when he was most heartbroken.

Old Mrs. Wang snorted: "A scourge lives on for a thousand years, it won't die."

Wang Chuangui: "..."

He remembered that Wang Zhuo was much smarter than him and his older brother, but he was too naughty and broke a lot of his parents' good things, which his mother disliked very much.

Looking back now, Wang Zhuo was only about ten years younger than his parents, and they could have been brothers, but they were adopted as their godson.

Thinking of this, Wang Chuangui suddenly had a flash of inspiration and blurted out, "Mother, I've had a question for you all these years."

"Ask." "Am I your biological son?" Because the room was dimly lit after the door was closed, Wang Chuangui didn't see the old lady's expression. He continued, "Now that I think about it, perhaps I was Wang Zhuoge's posthumous child, or—"

boom!
Wang Chuangui was hit squarely by a winnowing basket that came flying towards him.

Old Mrs. Wang's angry voice came: "You might as well not go to take up your post. Just go work at your third brother's restaurant in Nanhe Town. I think you'd be perfect as a storyteller. With your cleverness, you won't have to worry about making a living for the rest of your life."

Wang Chuangui knelt down decisively: "I was wrong!"

But when Grandma Wang wasn't looking, his mouth almost stretched to the back of his head in a wide grin.

Hehe, this is a question I've wanted to ask for a long time, although it's not really appropriate to ask it now.

But judging from my mother's reaction, I'm definitely her biological son!

You'd only dare to beat your own child like that, right?
"Old woman, what's wrong?" Old Wang had just made a cup of hot tea for Old Mrs. Wang and hadn't even brought it into the house when he heard the commotion inside. He quickly pushed open the door and saw his second son already kneeling steadily.

"What's wrong?" Old Wang skillfully bypassed Wang Chuangui, smiled, and walked to Old Mrs. Wang. He placed the tea on the table next to him and patted her on the back. "Our son is stupid, we've known that for a long time. Why get upset over him?"

Old Mrs. Wang sat down and stepped on Old Mr. Wang's foot, saying, "How dare you say that!"

If she had known this would happen, even if she had been on her deathbed and suddenly sat up in shock, she shouldn't have left her child with this scoundrel.

After all that hard work to become a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations), how could you ask such a stupid question!
"Grandma, what's wrong?" Ayu also heard the commotion. She hadn't asked Tuanzi to monitor the family, so she naturally didn't know what the old lady had said.

Even if Tuanzi saw it, she wouldn't ask about it unless it was of great importance.

When Grandma Wang heard Ayu's voice, she finally composed herself and said gently, "It's alright, Ayu. Go and have fun. We'll have to leave the village in a few days. If we want to come back later, we'll have to wait a long time."

Upon hearing this, Ayu replied, "Okay, Grandma, don't be angry. I'll go find some hawthorn berries for you and make candied hawthorn skewers."

"it is good."

After Ayu left, the smile on Old Madam Wang's face vanished. Looking at Wang Chuangui, she said, "Postpone your trip to Chang'an County for another day."

Wang Chuangui: "Why?"

"I've realized that all these years I've only been thinking about feeding your stomach and enriching your knowledge, but I've forgotten to feed your mind," said Grandma Wang slowly, taking a sip of tea. "I only need to spend a day on you; how much you can absorb depends on your own fate."

Wang Chuangui was flattered; was his mother going to give him special treatment?
Although it was a bit late, he was still excited about it.

Actually, he wasn't stupid. Among his brothers, he was the most shrewd. But in recent years, he had been deliberately suppressed by Old Madam Wang, and he was also thinking about entertaining his parents, which made him appear somewhat foolish.

But none of that compares to what my mother wanted to teach me.

The more he learns, the more he realizes that his mother is a woman of great wisdom, and that he will benefit immensely from her guidance.

"Second son, you must always remember that you are a member of the Wang family. You have a group of family members and relatives behind you. We are your support, but also your weakness. If you make a mistake outside, it's fine if it's for the public good, but not for personal gain. Remember, as an official, you can not seek wealth, fame, or profit, or even the people's interests, but only to be true to your conscience and to your family. Do you understand?"

After Old Mrs. Wang finished speaking, Wang Chuangui's simple and honest expression vanished, and he bowed deeply to Old Mrs. Wang with utmost respect: "Your son, Wang Chuangui, will always remember your teachings, Mother!"

"Alright, now I'll give you the second brocade pouch. If you encounter any real difficulties after you arrive in Chang'an County, you can open it."

(End of this chapter)