Divorced woman with child travels through time

On the way north, with Brother Nie and this group of new friends, Wang Erniu felt that life had become more enjoyable. In particular, he watched Brother Nie's miserable teaching every day, being chased by people and getting dizzy and unable to eat or sleep. So he sent the camp's scribes to teach them. This group were all serious students, including Gu Ming and Li Changbai. Thus, the miserable ones became that group of roughnecks.

However, there were also advantages. After their arrival, Wang Erniu's personal guards, who originally numbered three thousand, suddenly found themselves parachuted in by a group of people whose appearance and clothing were not particularly impressive. As a result, many in the camp were dissatisfied with their arrival.

Wang Erniu also figured it out, so every three days they would light a bonfire and hold a martial arts competition. The prize was a good meal, made by Chen Wenfang and Sister-in-law Nie.

As time went on, the two sides gradually developed a mutual respect for each other. It turned out that they both came from poor backgrounds and had served in the military before. They naturally tried to understand each other's interests and quickly became acquainted.

Huian County.

Wei Siyuan looked at the transfer order, somewhat puzzled. Although he had helped with the support in this battle and had some merit, coupled with his father's management, he could indeed be promoted one rank, but surely not to the position of prefect, let alone the prefect of Longyan. That was a prime piece of meat, and Huang's territory was not his place. Or was Huang's family about to fall?

Wei Siyuan racked his brains but couldn't find a solution, but the transfer order had already been issued, so he had no choice but to take up his post.

In early May, when Wang Erniu entered the Hunan Road area, Wei Siyuan was also standing at the city gate of Longyan City.

Huh, why is he being greeted by a group of military officers?

"Greetings, Lord Wei!" The Lin brothers led a group of people in bowing.

"Brother Lin, what brings you here?" Wei Siyuan had seen them before during the battle of Huian, so he wasn't surprised. But Huang Zhong was being too stingy, not even bothering with formalities.

"Lord Huang is unwell and has ordered us to greet you on his behalf." Lin Fukang grinned, a hint of schadenfreude in his expression. He wasn't unwell; he was so angry he couldn't get out of bed.

"This..." Wei Siyuan was puzzled. Oh well, he was already here. He took a big step, his clothes fluttering, and entered the city.

Huang Mansion.

Huang Zhongqing lay on the couch with a blank face, not saying a word. He still couldn't believe that he would be transferred.

"Father, let's go! It's an imperial order; if you don't go, you'll be disobeying the imperial decree!" Huang Xuwen, along with his entire family, knelt on the ground and pleaded desperately.

Although they were called a family, it was really just their branch of the family. The second son went to Jiangxi Road, the third son went to Lin'an (now Hangzhou), and the fourth son went even further to Guangnan. Huang Zhong knew that he had done something big, so he arranged a way out for them, making it difficult to confiscate their property.

"I won't go, I'd rather die than go! I'll stay here and see if they dare to kill me! My resignation petition has already been submitted, I don't believe they won't see it!" Huang Zhong's pale face twitched. He was truly angry, so angry that he couldn't eat and could only drink rice porridge for several days in a row.

"Dad~" Huang Xuwen was about to cry. In just a few months, Huang Xuwen went from being a super fat man to being so thin that his skin was practically touching his flesh. Who knew his suffering? Ever since he learned about his father's affairs, he had lived in fear. For so many years, he had been doing business and managing the mines. With a shrewd father, no one dared to bully him, and he had always lived a very good life. Who could have imagined that things would turn out like this?

Huang Zhong turned his back, ignoring him, and said, "You can go now, I need to rest!"

"Father!" Huang Xuwen suddenly shoved his two-year-old son, who could barely walk, in front of him. "Father, look at your grandson, my little son! He's only two years old! If you don't leave, I'll stay with you. If the officials blame us, we'll die, but my son is only two years old!"

Huang Xuwen could no longer hold back, tears and snot streaming down his face as he cried uncontrollably. The baby, pushed by him, also burst into tears, and the room was filled with sorrow and weeping.

Huang Zhong froze, listening to the sorrowful sounds filling the room. He slowly turned around, sat up, and sighed, "Wen'er, can't you understand your father's feelings?"

With tears in his eyes, Huang Xuwen glared at him and said, "Father, have you ever shown me any consideration? I am the eldest son in the family, so I must respect you, Father. But my children are so innocent. I won't say anything about your favoritism, Father, but my children are still young, and I don't want anything to happen to them!"

Huang Zhong closed his eyes, not daring to look at him.

"Dad! I beg you!" Huang Xuwen crawled over, hugged his leg, and cried, "Please let us go! Please spare our lives, Dad~~~"

"Sigh!" Tears streamed down Huang Zhongyi's face. He touched his eldest son Huang Ku's hair with his withered hand. Once upon a time, he was also a child. Huang Zhongyi raised him from childhood to adulthood. Although he was mediocre, he was kind-hearted. Even though Huang Zhongyi sent his younger brothers away, he was afraid of being alone in his old age, so he still kept Huang Ku by his side. Yet he still did not resent his father.

"Very well, since these people are so useless and have no regard for past friendships, there's no need for me to hold on any longer!" Huang Zhong suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint in them. "My son, do you trust me?"

"I believe you, of course I believe you!" Huang Xuwen knew he wasn't smart, but his father still loved them. Although he was a little biased, his father was good to him.

"Alright, bring me the wine and meat, I'll eat my fill first!" Huang Zhong sighed and downed the bird's nest soup beside the couch in one gulp.

Once a person is in a good mood, their appetite is particularly good. Huang Zhong ate two bowls of fine rice, half a roast chicken, and a bowl of ginseng soup in one go. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief and his complexion improved.

“Take this. The child is still young. You should divorce your wife and two concubines as they should, or send them back home. And take the child with you. The money is all here, enough for them to live on for a lifetime.” Huang Zhong pulled a board from under the pillow on the bed and handed him a box.

"Don't say I haven't thought of you. Here are two hundred thousand taels of silver notes, all for you. Make good use of them. I'm tired, I need to sleep!" Huang Zhong waved his hand and sent him away.

"Father~" Huang Xuwen seemed reluctant, struggled for a long time, and knelt for a long time. Huang Zhong had already fallen asleep and was even snoring.

"Sigh! Let's go!" Huang Xuwen said helplessly, leading his men away.

Back inside, they arranged several carriages, gave each person silver and a letter of divorce, and sent them away.

Huang Zhong woke up, looked at the empty room, devoid of any human presence, and sighed.

"Someone, go and invite Commandant Lin here. I have something to discuss with him!"

"Yes!" The old servant bowed his head and replied, a flash of surprise crossing his eyes.

Just as he was about to leave, Huang Zhong spoke up again, "Old Fang, I've treated you well. No matter what your orders are, I've always been good to you. This time, I hope you'll spare my life."

The old servant paused for a moment. "Don't worry, master, I understand."