Donate 300,000 yuan to invite the God of War to marry, and I ask for a divorce

On the carriage that was sending Old Monster Huo back, Old Monster Huo suddenly asked Huayang, "Who is that lady to you? You spent five hundred taels to ask me to diagnose your pregnancy. You have a lot of money, but you don't have to waste it like this, right?"

Hua Yang's eyes flickered like a page in a book, and then he teased, "I never knew that the famous Doctor Huo actually likes to pry into people's privacy?"

"Forget what I said. You're so annoying. Send me back now." Old Monster Huo flicked his sleeves, looking very angry.

Huayang shook his head with a faint smile on his face. He was obviously an old man, but he always did childish things. It was fun to tease him.

However, if you look closely, there is a hint of bitterness at the end of his smile.

Doctor Huo prescribed an anti-emetic prescription for Wan Zhou. Although it was extremely unpalatable and did not completely stop the vomiting, the severity of the vomiting improved a lot.

By the third day, Wan Zhou basically only had occasional dry heaving symptoms and no longer vomited loudly.

Gu Lian came that day, and Wan Zhou wrote a letter asking him to come. Others didn't have to know about the divorce, but she had to tell her father. In fact, she should have told her father before, but she didn't want to worry her father, so she didn't tell him.

Bai Lu brought the fruit and let Wan Zhou and Gu Lian talk alone in the hall.

"Father, the general and I have divorced..." Wan Zhou knew that Gu Lian had many questions, so she took the initiative to ask.

How could Gu Lian, a man in his 40s, not understand what moving out meant? Even without Wan Zhou telling him, he already had the answer. He felt like there was a huge rock hanging in his heart, and it hurt and kept sinking.

He was silent for a long time with unfocused eyes before he raised his head, asked Wan Zhou for the divorce papers, and read them carefully word by word: "Did you press this handprint yourself?"

At this moment, he had no intention of caring about the pity of losing such a prominent son-in-law. He was worried that Wan Zhou would be forced to sign the divorce agreement.

Wan Zhou knew what his father meant and looked at Gu Lian with a firm gaze: "Father, I volunteered."

Gu Lian fell silent again. After a long while, he said solemnly, "Let's do it this way."

The people have already come out, is there any other way? He wanted to criticize him for not discussing such a big matter with his father in advance.

But in the end I couldn’t bear it.

Anyway, in Yan Country, although it is more difficult for a woman to get a divorce, she still has a way out.

"When the time comes, father will go and plead with the emperor himself."

Gu Lian is now a third-rank official, so it is possible for him to seek an opportunity to meet the emperor privately. His daughter has done great good deeds, so it is reasonable for him to ask the emperor for a chance to meet her.

The divorce requested by my daughter can at least avoid some malicious words and slander.

The good news is that Wan Zhou's eyes are bright and not clouded by the divorce. Judging from her expression, she is sincere in wanting a divorce.

As long as she is not bullied, as long as she is happy.

"Father, my second sister's wedding is coming soon. The situation is like this now. Will the wedding go ahead as planned?" Wan Zhou didn't want his father to feel sad for him, so he changed the subject.

Only after I said it out loud did I realize that this question might make my father even more unhappy.

Aunt Xie sent Wanzhou a message about Gu Wanyu. Gu Wanyu was in a bad mood at home because she had to marry into the Jiang family.

In order to save face for her daughter, Jiang had quarreled with Gu Lian several times, and took all she could to give to Gu Wanyu as a dowry. Even so, Gu Wanyu was still not satisfied, saying that what did Gu Wanzhou get when she got married? Hers was so shabby.

Aunt Xie's original words in the letter were: She didn't even think about it. When the eldest daughter got married, most of the betrothal gifts were from the Duke's Mansion, and what did the Jiang family have? Just a few dozen betrothal gifts, nothing valuable. How dare they compare with the eldest daughter?

But the child who cries gets candy. After Gu Wanyu made a fuss, Jiang Shi used the money she had saved for her son to give him some candy.

Jiang had quarreled with Gu Lian a lot over the dowry issue, and Wan Zhou guessed that his father must be fed up with it.

As expected, Gu Lian said impatiently and coldly: "As usual."

Wan Zhou didn't want to upset her father, so she didn't ask any more questions. The father and daughter talked about some old things in the past, and Gu Lian left after lunch.

The weather in Shangjing started to clear up on the 16th day of the first lunar month, and then the snow began to melt. Four days later, Shangjing, which was once a muddy place, began to be crowded with people.

The market had been closed for nearly a month, so it was crowded with people on the opening day. However, daily necessities had been basically sold out before the New Year, and heavy snow blocked the roads, so supplies from outside the city could not be brought in for a while. Although many shops in the entire market were open, there was actually nothing to sell inside.

But Huayang does.

Otherwise, Huayang would become a big businessman. At this critical moment, many merchants with supplies took the opportunity to raise prices sharply. Huayang? He also raised prices, but he only increased them by 10% to follow the market trend. Therefore, his shop business was particularly good.

Even if there were supplies for sale, only the rich could afford them. Families that were already struggling became even poorer because of the snowstorm and freezing weather, and many families could not even afford to eat.

There were also waves of disaster victims pouring in from outside the city. For a while, the streets of the entire Shangjing City were filled with ragged victims.

In just two days, the relief camp was overcrowded and a notice was posted saying it could not accept any more victims.

It was at this point that Wanzhou opened a relief point, built a temporary shed, and hired people to cook porridge and steam corn buns on the spot.

Wan Zhou, wearing a blue cloth headscarf and a blue cloth apron, was personally in charge of the distribution on site.

The prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture, Lord Qin, was overwhelmed with worry about where to place the victims. When he learned that a relief point had been set up, he personally led the team to the scene.

He looked around but didn't find anyone who looked like the person in charge, so he asked in an official tone.

"Who is your person in charge?" Although the relief center was doing good deeds, the tone of Lord Qin's questioning was as if someone had broken the law.

"Sir, it's me." Wan Zhou was concentrating on distributing steamed buns. When he saw it was the prefect, he handed the work at hand to Qiu Ge.

Lord Qin was stunned.

He had taken a quick glance at them before, and although he felt that one of the women had a more unique temperament than the others, he couldn't think of anything else when he saw that she was dressed simply, with her headscarf and apron made of coarse cloth.

Besides, if a rich person wants to open a relief center, he just needs to pay money. Who would let his wife do the work herself?

As he did not know which family Wan Zhou belonged to, Lord Qin did not dare to neglect her and immediately bowed and asked, "I am not very knowledgeable, may I ask who you are, Madam?"

"Gu Wanzhou." Wanzhou only said his name.

Lord Qin was stunned again.

Gu Wanzhou? How could he not know? In Shangjing, if you know General Ji, you must know Gu Wanzhou.

Who can compete with that popularity?

He really didn't expect that this woman who was said to marry General Ji with donations would be so low-key. He hurriedly said in a flattering tone, "Oh, oh, oh... So you are the general's wife. I am so sorry, so sorry."

As Lord Qin spoke, his waist bent down a few inches.

When the crowd learned that the relief point was opened by Gu Wanzhou, they immediately started talking about it.

Someone said sourly: "Gu Wanzhou really loves to show off. Is it necessary for a young lady like her to come out in person in such a big Dingguo Mansion?"

"Hey, please be more virtuous. They are doing good deeds in the cold wind. What's wrong with giving money and effort to get some attention?"

"Speaking of which, she is the only master in the huge Duke Dingguo Mansion. Is she representing the Duke Dingguo Mansion or herself?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? She is the general's wife, so she naturally represents the Duke Dingguo's Mansion."

Qin, the chief steward of the Duke's Mansion, happened to be passing by in a carriage. Seeing a group of people gathered together, he got off the carriage and wanted to take a look to see which family was doing good deeds so that he could go back and report to Madam Wang.

I didn't expect it to be someone from my own family.

Butler Qin was very puzzled. The Duke Dingguo's Mansion had set up similar relief stations before, and they were all arranged by him, the chief butler. How come he didn't hear any news this time?

Moreover, as the chief steward, he knew very well that although there was surplus food in the mansion, in order to open a relief point, he had to purchase it. At present, the food from outside had not been transported in, and there was a shortage of food in the city. Where could he buy food in bulk?

With a lot of questions in his mind, Butler Qin didn't want to ask Wan Zhou himself, so he hurriedly got in the car and went back home to report to Madam Wang.