After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

But does it matter whether you know or not?

The spy was planted into the palace by Wang, and the contraband, the poisonous insect, was also sent in by Wang's people. It was Wang Ruolan who poisoned the queen.

Wang is completely unrelated.

After Wang Jilai was executed, he was helped out of the palace. He looked almost pale.

He was from the Ministry of Revenue and rarely used punishment. Even if he did, it was the common caning and flogging.

Not everyone can do something like being cut into pieces.

After riding in a carriage and reaching his home, Wang Jilai vomited at the gate of the mansion and his body became so limp that he could not stand up.

The servant carried the person in.

Mrs. Liu came hurriedly and said, "Master, what's wrong with you? Go get a doctor."

Wang Jilai's face turned pale. He reached out and grabbed his wife, shaking his head: "No, we can't call a doctor. Let someone call the head of the family and Wang Jihong."

Wang Jihong and Wang Jilai are of the same generation and are cousins. They used to have a good relationship, so why does it sound wrong today?

Liu didn't have time to think about it and quickly asked someone to do it.

She fed her husband some water, and Wang Jilai recovered a little and was able to sit up at least.

"Master, what's wrong with you? Isn't it just for the morning court?"

Wang Jilai smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid my career as an official is coming to an end."

Liu was startled, but soon calmed down.

"Is it His Majesty who's pissed you off? If you don't want to be an official, then don't be one. Who wants to worry so much about that little salary?"

The Wang family is not short of money, nor is they short of respect.

"It's not that I don't want to be the husband, but I'm afraid I can't continue." Wang Jilai shook his head.

This time, Liu was really shocked.

There is a big difference between not wanting to be an official and not being able to be one.

"Master, what happened?"

Before Wang Ji could speak, the patriarchs of the Wang family, Wang Jiwen and Wang Jihong, arrived one after another.

Liu had tea served to them and then tactfully left.

"Third cousin, how did you become like this?" Wang Jihong was impatient and asked directly.

Wang Jilai gave him a hateful look and said, "Isn't it all thanks to my cousin?"

Wang Jihong was confused, his face darkened, and he snorted coldly: "What do you mean, Third Cousin? You've been wronged on duty, and you're taking it out on me?"

Yes, Wang Jilai is the one who has made the most progress in his official career among the Wang family members, but he can't be so arrogant as to look down on his cousin, right?

Clan leader Wang Jiwen frowned: "Okay, stop talking and let Ji speak."

He knew his cousin's character very well and knew that he was in such a state that he couldn't even get out of bed, and he was not simply looking for someone to vent his anger on.

Wang Jilai recounted everything that had happened in the palace today.

"Cousin, besides managing a few farms, you also control the spies of various families. How come you didn't even know that the people had already lost control?"

Wang Jihong was dumbfounded and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Over the years, Aunt Hua and the others have been delivering letters as usual..."

"Didn't you notice anything wrong with Madam Fang's assassination of Elder Zhou and Fang Nanzhi?"

Wang Jiwen looked gloomy.

They didn't ask who the specific spies were, and they had never thought about this before, but Wang Jihong knew about it, right?

Wang Jihong opened her mouth but didn't know how to argue.

After Nanny Fang committed suicide, Nanny Hua sent a letter out, implying that Nanny Fang acted according to the Empress Dowager's orders.

At that time, he had just taken two concubines, so he didn't investigate further.

It's just the loss of a spy. We can find another opportunity to send someone to the palace.

"Chief, the clan needs to make preparations." Wang Jilai regained his composure and ignored his cousin.

"Tomorrow morning, I will submit a letter of resignation."

"No." Wang Jiwen had a different opinion.

There is no shortage of noble families, but many of them are unwilling to enter the court, and instead indulge in the beauty of nature, or become an official.

But the aristocratic families cannot have no one in the court. If the aristocratic families want to survive for a long time, they must participate in politics.

The younger generation of the Wang family have not yet made their own way in their official careers and still need Wang Jilai to protect them from the wind and rain.

"I'd rather give up more property than not keep your position."

Wang Jiwen is very decisive.

The patriarch controls the direction of the family's development, so Wang Jilai certainly won't go against him.

But Wang Jihong has already noticed another meaning.

"Clan leader, I..."

"The clan will find a way to save your life and try not to involve your family." Wang Jiwen looked at him and said.

Wang Jihong was stunned. This meant that he was to be sacrificed and that he should take all the blame.

"I……"

He wanted to say something but stopped himself, and finally swallowed it back with a pale face.

They have been taught since childhood that family interests are above all else and that they are willing to sacrifice themselves for the greater good of the family.

Before leaving, Wang Jiwen asked, "Are you saying that Fang Nanzhi, the daughter of the Fang family, cured the prince of the poison?"

"Yes, that's what Your Majesty said." Wang Jilai said.

After leaving the Shangshu Mansion, Wang Jiwen returned home and asked the housekeeper to call the second young master back.

Wang Qi was reading in his own courtyard when a servant invited the butler in. After hearing the butler's report, he smiled and said, "Butler, are you sure you didn't mishear the message? Father has finally remembered that he has a son?"

After Wang Qi returned to Beijing, he either went to the Imperial College or stayed in the villa, and never returned to his old house.

And Wang Jilai, the father, seemed to be completely unaware and unconcerned.

In other words, the father and son had no communication at all during this period.

It was really strange that someone was sent to invite him back home out of the blue at this moment.

"Master Gong, you are the master's own flesh and blood. How can there be any overnight hatred between father and son? It's because you and the master are both too stubborn that this happened. When you return home, you will apologize to the master..."

The housekeeper didn't dare to call him Second Young Master.

You know, before Wang Rong came back, Wang Gong was a true young master.

If they change their name to call him Second Young Master, wouldn't that make this master even angrier?

"I've already changed my name to Wang Qi. Besides, my mother was furious and died, and I, the annoying son, have already left home. Father is the ultimate winner. What should I apologize for? Shouldn't I apologize for not giving Wang Rong a place earlier?"

Wang Qi spoke in a bad tone.

The butler was extremely embarrassed. He had also watched Young Master Gong grow up, and he felt bad seeing him become like this.

"Master, no matter what, the master wants to see you, maybe it's something important... You should go back to the mansion."

He didn't dare to mediate between the father and son. As a servant, he should stay out of it.

Wang Qi's face was stern, and he agreed after thinking for a while.

The butler breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he ran into Wang Rong, who seemed to be about to leave the house.

Their eyes met, and there was a strong sense of tension between the two men. They just stood face to face, neither of them showing any intention of giving in.

"Master Rong, the master sent me to invite you back to the mansion."

It was the butler who broke the silence.

"Yeah." Wang Rong nodded, his eyes full of hypocrisy.

"Second brother, you should come back home more often. Your willful behavior has made father very angry."

"Do some people really think they can act like a big shot just because they have a scallion stuck in their nose? Who dares to teach me a lesson?"

Wang Qi's tone was calm, but it was full of sarcasm.

"Even if you become the crown prince, are you still not sure you can surpass me? You're just using those harem tricks, which is despicable."