After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

Ke Yu did not intend to get angry and repeated what he had said before: "To be honest, I came to Nanwu for a matter that Zhi Qiang entrusted to me."

He glanced at Shang Tingli and said, "Knowing that my sister-in-law lived in Nanwu when she was young, I will tell her about this. Maybe she can get some clues."

Shang Tingli said respectfully: "Brother, please tell me. I will tell you when I know."

"I wonder if my sister-in-law has heard about the He family?" Ke Yu asked.

"He family?" Shang Tingli frowned.

[The matter of the Grand Tutor's Mansion? What is it referring to? ]

Ke Xin put down the spoon in his hand and casually asked, "Is there anything wrong with the He family? Or did something happen?"

[Yeah, I don’t think the Tsuru family is that great.]

Shang Tingli shook his head at Ke Yu and smiled sheepishly: "I have never heard of it. Please tell me the truth, big brother."

Ke Yu said: "Six years ago, the He family learned that their eldest son was not the biological eldest son of the old master and the old lady."

"Six years ago?" Shang Tingli said, "That was the year I went to Beijing. I certainly hadn't heard of it."

She was shocked.

[Oh my god, if that's true, wouldn't the old master and the old lady have been raising someone else's son for thirty or forty years? ]

[Then where is their biological son? I have been in the capital for six years and have never heard of this.]

Ke Xin took a sip of the soup and said, "I have heard about this matter, but I didn't pay much attention to the follow-up. It seems that their biological son has not been found?"

Ke Yu nodded: "I didn't find it."

[Not found? Yes, it's been 30 or 40 years since the incident, this is a bit unbelievable. ]

Shang Tingli asked curiously, "How did they find out something was wrong?"

“I have some impression of this.”

Ke Xin said: "The eldest master is not as handsome as his parents, and his personality and temperament are also very different. Even his son does not look like a He family member at all. Some people have raised doubts. What if the eldest master is not the old master's biological son?"

Shang Tingli's expression was complicated: "Where does this put the old lady's face?"

Ke Xin glanced at her and said, "The old lady will not agree."

[I wouldn't agree to this either. Isn't this just a case of being blamed for no reason? Who else would agree to this? ]

"What happened next?" she asked.

"later……"

In a rage, the old Taifu ordered someone to bring a bowl of water and demanded that the blood be dropped in public to recognize the relationship, determined to slap the face of the person who slandered the old lady's reputation. Unexpectedly, his blood and the eldest son's blood were really incompatible. While the old Taifu was stunned, the old lady also dropped blood with the eldest son, and the result was also incompatible. It can be seen that this eldest son is neither the old Taifu's nor the old lady's.

But the old lady did give birth to her eldest son after ten months of pregnancy. How could such a big son just disappear?

"The old master ordered people to look for it." Ke Xin said this and took another sip of the soup. "I don't know the rest."

[This…if this were compiled into a storybook, even the actors would find it too exaggerated.]

Shang Tingli asked doubtfully, "Could it be that someone secretly swapped the two newborn babies? Otherwise, how could they admit their mistake?"

Ke Yu answered: "The wrong child must have been taken away. When the old lady gave birth to the eldest master, it was in Cangjiang next door. At that time, the old Taifu was not Taifu yet, but the prefect of Cangjiang."

Shang Tingli: "Wrong one?"

Ke Xin also asked, "How could I have taken the wrong baby?"

"Things are unpredictable. The old lady gave birth to her child in Canglan Temple in Cangjiang. When she was going down the mountain, she encountered robbing bandits. They even tried to steal the gold lock on the child. After they were done, they returned the child, but couldn't tell whose it was and made a mistake." Ke Yu said.

Shang Tingli was shocked: "This is outrageous. It's ok that the robbers can't tell the difference between the children, but can't the parents tell the difference between them either?"

Ke Xin followed up, "Could it be that my parents are also blind?"

Ke Yu looked at the couple in front of him with identical expressions, paused, and then said, "Not really. Since they have children of the same size, they must have been born in the temple. They were both wearing the swaddling clothes given by the master, exactly the same swaddling clothes, and they were newborn babies. Even the gold lock on their bodies was taken away. It's possible that they were confused for a moment."

Shang Tingli didn't know what to say now, and Ke Xin was also silent.

After a moment, Shang Tingli asked, "So why did you come to Nanwu this time, brother?"

[You can't be looking for someone for the He family, right? Then you should go to Cangjiang. ]

Ke Xin agreed deeply and looked at Ke Yu.

"The He family had already been to Cangjiang six years ago. They found the residence of that family, but they learned that the couple had passed away and their son was missing. In the end, they returned empty-handed."

Ke Yu explained: "I came to Nanwu this time because the He family got some clues, saying that the eldest master may have lived in Nanwu for a period of time."

[So I came to Nanwu to find my fiancée’s relatives. ]

Shang Tingli nodded in understanding.

Ke Xin lowered his eyes with a smile on his lips. The prince's brain was very useful and this excuse was perfect.

"Brother, you told me this because you thought I might have met that master?"

Shang Tingli sighed in his heart.

[That was many years ago, so maybe I don’t even remember it.]

Ke Yu nodded.

Shang Tingli asked: "Since the He family is looking for someone, they must have a token or a portrait, right?"

[Although they were taken away by mistake when they were young, since they are brothers, they should have some similarities. It should be easier to draw a portrait with the second master.]

[Even if two people are not similar, they still have some similarities with their parents. For example, I look neither like my father nor my mother, but my fingers look like my mother and my toes look like my father.]

Ke Xin: “…”

Ke Yu glanced at Chi Yan who was standing nearby.

Chi Yan reached into the saddle bag, and Ke Xin said, "Brother Yun Yan, eat the wontons first, they are getting cold."

Ke Yu said, "Let's wait and see later." He lowered his head to eat the wontons.

Shang Tingli was puzzled: "Big brother eats big brother's food, I watch mine, it doesn't matter."

Ke Xin raised his eyebrows: "Have you forgotten what you promised Master Qiu?"

"Oh, right——" She really forgot.

Just listen to the etiquette and let it go.

"Lord Qiu?" Ke Yu looked up, his cold eyes filled with a hint of doubt.

Ke Xin said: "The current Nanwu prefect is Mr. Qiu Mingqiu."

Ke Yu stopped talking and focused on eating the wontons.

A quarter of an hour later, several people came out of the restaurant and walked towards the intersection. When they stopped at the side of the road, they saw several figures walking towards this side from afar. They were Qiu Ming, Zhang Xiaoyan, and their servants and maids.

Ke Yu looked at Chi Yan.

Chi Yan took out a roll of thin cloth from his bag and spread it out in front of Shang Tingli. It was a painting with two people in it, a child and a middle-aged man.

The two have similarities, probably the same person from different periods of time.

He said, "Madam, please look."

Upon hearing this, Ke Xin also moved closer to Shang Tingli and looked at the portrait, "This is the portrait of the second master of the He family."

Shang Tingli looked at the portrait carefully.

The child has a round and chubby face, but is still cute and adorable. It is not difficult to tell that he will grow up to be a handsome boy.

Although the middle-aged man's face was no longer round, he was not too thin, and there were no white hairs on his temples. He did not look like a man in his thirties and still had the handsomeness of his youth.

She stared at the person in the portrait in a daze.