Marry another wife, the mistress of the marquisate will not serve you anymore

Gu Qingchen was unable to defend himself in the face of accusations from everyone, especially when he saw his mother crying, making a scene, and threatening to hang herself, so he stepped forward to persuade her:

"Mom, please stop crying, this matter is very strange.

I will definitely find out the truth and give you, my two uncles, and my two aunts an explanation."

Gu Zecheng covered his heavy chest, staggered to sit down, and said with great sorrow:

"You two brothers are simply too reckless. You actually made decisions on your own for such an important matter and disregarded the family rules of our ancestors.

Gu Qingchen, I give you three days to recover part of the family property and invite the elders of the clan to apologize in person.

And you, Gu Qingye, you'd better tell the truth. What exactly are you planning to do with your third uncle's bank?

I don't care where your money came from, you must give your third uncle an explanation."

Gu Zeqian was so angry that his face turned red. He paced back and forth in the yard, sighing and groaning, wishing he could beat these two ungrateful people to death.

"Today, the Gu family has been disgraced by you two brothers.

If you don't express your opinions, don't blame the Third House for completely breaking off relations with the First House, and from now on, we will have no ties with each other and will never have any contact with each other again."

Gu Qingye was so drunk that he couldn't stand up straight. He fell directly to the ground, lying in a big word, mumbling to himself:

"I'm not afraid of you. Don't try to control me..."

Seeing that there were witnesses and evidence, but Gu Qingchen still refused to reveal the truth, the lady said in great disappointment:

"You two should go to the ancestral temple and kneel for a night, and sincerely confess your sins to our ancestors."

Gu Qingchen opened his mouth to explain, but saw that his mother's face suddenly looked painful, her breathing became rapid, and she fainted on the spot.

"Mother, mother, please come quickly, please call the doctor."

Upon seeing this, the second and third wives pointed at Gu Qingchen and Gu Qingye and cursed them as "unfilial sons".

The Marquis's Mansion was in chaos and they could not get any more information, so they had to leave in disappointment.

Gu Qingchen was in a terrible mood. All his plans were disrupted and he was branded as an unfilial person.

"Someone, carry the fourth young master into the ancestral hall."

Song Wanyin brought Tiancheng back to Qingzhu Garden. As soon as she entered the door, she picked up a big bowl of pear soup and started drinking it.

"Gudong, Gudong."

Seeing that she had been busy for most of the day without eating or drinking, Nanny Wei had already prepared a table full of her favorite meals.

There are golden money sea cucumber, hydrangea fish bones, southern marinated shrimp, crystal pumpkin, yam and hibiscus soup.

"Girl, drink slowly and come and eat quickly. Don't starve yourself for the Gu family."

Song Wanyin looked at the table full of delicious food and said excitedly:

"Madame Wei, go get my wine."

Aunt Wei asked in surprise:

"Girl, did something happy happen to you?"

Every time the master is happy, he will have a drink or two, and this has become a habit.

Sweet Orange grinned and said:

"Today is a very happy day. It's so satisfying. It's so satisfying.

Madam Wei, you didn’t see it. The Gu family had a quarrel at the birthday banquet and everyone knew about it.

I estimate that within half a day, the Marquis's Mansion will become a laughing stock in the entire Upper Capital."

Nanny Wei's eyes lit up and she asked in confusion:

"Hasn't the Gu family always been proud? How could they make such a big joke?"

Tian Cheng smiled and leaned forward to tell him the whole story, praising him:

“After all, our girl is the smartest.

First he bribed Meng Weijie, then he told an adult present, and together they took the Marquis to the execution ground.

The Madam, the Second and Third Houses would never have imagined in their dreams that all this was planned and orchestrated by our girl.

If you want to blame someone, blame themselves for being guilty. They started a fight regardless of the occasion and made all the guests in the room watch the fun.

If you are not from the same family, you will not enter the same door."

Nanny Wei asked with concern:

"Girl, if this happens, won't the Marquis suspect you?

Maybe the Marquis will blame you for all these conflicts.

Seeing that the wedding of the Marquis and Miss Jiang is imminent, I am afraid that the Marquis will inevitably give the girl a show of power at that time.

Wouldn't it be even more difficult for that girl to walk on thin ice in the future in the Marquis's mansion?"

Song Wanyin said as she tasted the golden sea cucumber:

“It doesn’t matter, I’m afraid I won’t be able to wait until their wedding day.

No matter how Gu Qingchen blames me in the future, I will still get a piece of the pie.

Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, and sleep when you should sleep. Your body is yours, and your life is yours. Why should you be influenced by other people's emotions?

What’s more, I still have unfulfilled wishes…”

Having said that, she did not continue, but was thinking about her next plan in her mind. It was time to find out the murderer who had set her on fire in her previous life.

At present, there are some clues, and we just have to wait for the murderer to fall into the trap.

The night fell over the family ancestral hall of the Marquis's Mansion. The cold moonlight filtered through the carved window lattices and was reflected on the neatly arranged rows of tablets.

Gu Qingchen knelt in the center of the ancestral hall, the moonlight making his figure tall and slender.

The sound of Gu Qingye snoring could be heard from the quiet ancestral hall. He was lying on the ground drunk and motionless.

Gu Qingchen wanted to slap him to wake him up several times. If it weren't for the fact that the ancestral hall was a sacred place and no one could act rashly, he would have done it long ago.

His face looked haggard, and his eyes revealed a hint of fatigue and helplessness.

Although it has been a long time since I was last hit with twenty sticks, I still feel sore occasionally.

His knees were numb from kneeling, but he still kept his back straight and silently endured the punishment.

The doors and windows on all sides were open, and maids were going in and out cleaning, all looking sideways at the Marquis and the Fourth Young Master who were kneeling in the ancestral hall.

Silence is better than words at this moment, the maids' eyes contain thousands of words.

Gu Qingchen felt a burning sensation on his cheeks, and the great humiliation he had suffered left a deep mark in his heart.

Thinking about it carefully, I always feel that this matter is very suspicious and terrifying.

It was like being in a complicated chess game, and both himself and the entire Gu family were chess pieces being controlled by others.

Especially when thinking about the appearance of Zhao Yundi, it was like she was the instigator of the incident, deliberately provoking a fight.

Zhao Yundi and Song Wanyin are close friends. Although she seemed to be here to celebrate the birthday, she actually came prepared to support Song Wanyin.

Gu Qingchen subconsciously clenched his fists, his heart filled with hatred for Song Wanyin.

After all the turmoil was over, he wrote a letter of divorce and completely severed all ties with Song Wanyin.

There was a solemn and dignified atmosphere in the ancestral hall. The spirit tablets seemed like the eyes of his ancestors, watching his every move.

Gu Qingchen's heart was filled with guilt and self-blame, knowing that the Marquis's Mansion had suffered a major setback this time, violating family rules and bringing shame to the family.

The future career path will be filled with more ups and downs.

He vowed to make a name for himself, to redeem himself from his crime, and to regain the trust and respect of his family.

Little did they know that this was just a precursor to the coming storm.