News of the Queen's death was passed down one after another, and soon after, it also reached the old capital Lin'an.

Wen Zilan had already taken office in Lin'an Prefecture. As soon as the news arrived, he was at home, so he changed his official uniform and rushed to the yamen.

In the Ding'an Marquis' Mansion, An asked someone to clean up inside and out.

"The Empress walked suddenly, and I don't know what impact it will have on our mansion." An sighed.

The capital is changing, and even though they are not in the capital, they have to be careful.

Wen Yuan prepared a cup of tea for her and said, "Grandmother and second uncle are both in the capital. If there is any situation, they will deal with it properly. We just need to take care of the family matters and don't hold back."

An nodded: "That's right."

She knew that she could not understand the ups and downs of the court.

Since you cannot comprehend, don’t get involved randomly. As Sister Yuan said, manage this family well, take good care of Wen Zilan, Min Geer, and Zhang Geer, so that the capital has no worries.

An can do these things well.

Compared to being cautious in front of Mrs. Gui, life like this is much easier and easier now.

She cherishes and is content.

The same is true for Wen Yuan.

She is not a problem to take care of the affairs in the mansion.

She is the daughter of returning home and a member of the family. She also supports the affairs of the mansion and has her share of the benefits she gets.

Without a bad wife's family, who can be a aunt at home peacefully? Who doesn't like this good day?

She always remembers what Jingzhong wrote to her home letter.

"Grandma is very relieved to have Sister Yuan in charge of affairs in the mansion."

Just a pair of chopsticks, it doesn’t matter much at home, but she is not just eating at her parents’ house, she is doing things and doing things that all her elders can rest assured.

A few days later, Wen Zhang received a letter from Wen Yan.

After reading it, Wen Zhang suddenly realized.

No wonder he felt alienated when he met Confucius a few days ago.

Wen Zhang was just a little boy. When he studied with Taifu Xia since he was a child, he had met many old-fashioned people, including many "old and old-fashioned" who only do academic research. He knew how to talk to the old-fashioned people, so Kong Daru's attitude seemed a bit strange.

After putting down the letter, Wen Zhang thought for a whole morning and brought a gift to the Kong family to visit.

Kong Daru had no intention of seeing him at first, and thought about it as if he was sick. Unexpectedly, the servant said that Mr. Wen came because of "Xiao Twelve".

As a result, Kong Daru had to let someone come in.

After Wen Zhang gave the gift, he handed over the gift.

A small can of tea.

It is the new tea this year. In spring, Fangyu took them to the tea mountain. The old master in the village guided them to stir-fry tea.

Wen Zhang followed and learned, from picking tea to baking tea, he did it all by himself. He sent the tea leaves he got to Beijing to honor his elders, and he left some of them.

It came in handy today.

After all, it is not a good idea to come to the door empty-handed, but Kong Daru did not care about other common things when he picked gifts.

"My sister came back from writing a letter and mentioned Mr. Han," Wen Zhang smiled and said to Kong Darudao. "My sister raised a cat. The cat had received help from Mr. Han before. When Mr. Han went to the Beijing house to pay homage to his grandmother and uncle, he realized this coincidence."

Kong Daru laughed: "It's indeed a coincidence."

It was indeed something that Xiao Shier could do when he helped Maoer and met his neighbor.

"There is even more coincidental," Wen Zhang looked at Kong Daru, "I heard that the student's brother-in-law and the nominal father of the fourth son of the Huo family, you are a friend of age with Mr. Kong."

Kong Daru's smile froze.

Nominal father?

Are young people now speaking so directly?

Wen Zhang said again: "That was you who handed over the fourth son to the Huo family back then."

Kong Daru frowned.

Few people knew about the events back then. Would Wen Zhang say this? Was he really known or guessed?

Confucius Daru and Taoism: "You are a young man, you don't need to talk clichés."

"It's not a cliché," Wen Zhang shook his head, "I'm asking you for advice and asking."

As he said that, Wen Zhang folded his hands and bowed deeply.

"Students know that old things are not to mention, for various reasons," said Wen Zhang. "The student does not ask about the whole story, but just wants to ask you about the place where his biological mother buried his biological mother. For so many years, he has been unable to worship his biological mother. Even if he burns paper on the Qingming Festival, he kowtows and doesn't know which direction to kowtow. Please understand the heart of a son who has lost his mother."

Wen Zhang was sad as he spoke.

He also lost his parents and he had infinite memorial to his relatives.

I feel very moved when I think of my brother-in-law's situation.

Kong Daru did not expect Wen Zhang to say this, and for a moment he was stunned.

It is too common to know where the mother was buried. As a child, it is human nature.

Kong Daru sighed: "I can understand that these things are just something that I shouldn't say. I still have to tell him. I can't interfere with it."

Wen Zhang felt very regretful, and after repeated requests, he left Kong's mansion.

Kong Daru sent Wen Zhang away, and his mood was also uneasy.

There are many clever things in the world.

Xiao Shier met Wen Yan's cat by chance.

Kong Daru met Yu Wei who had already "dead" back then.

Of course he knew where Yu Wei was buried, but he couldn't say it. As Wen Zhang said, everything that the emperor should have told the fourth son.

Whether it is the fake "Pin Xi" or the real "Princess Yu", the father and son should say it themselves.

Kong Daru was the one who brought the fourth prince back to the capital, but he shouldn't be the one who spoke.

In fact, he advised the emperor.

After learning that the Shen family was destroyed and the eldest princess was dead, Kong Daru urgently wrote a letter to Xiao Shier who was traveling in the north, asking him to send a letter to Beijing as soon as possible.

In that letter, he persuaded him tactfully.

It was a last resort to concealing the identity of a biological mother. Now, in addition to hidden dangers, it is time to at least let the fourth son know about it.

But Confucius could only persuade him, not ask for it, and it was even more impossible to speak beyond the emperor.

Thinking of Wen Zhang's visit, Kong Daru sighed, sat in front of the desk, and picked up his pen and wanted to write to the emperor again.

The ink fragrance was everywhere, but Kong Daru's grinding hand stopped.

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OK!

The good grandson taught by Taifu Xia, and the good student taught by Fang Yu!

He was infected by Wen Zhang's words, and he was unknowingly cliched!

He didn't answer anything, but he told Wen Zhang something - yes, I handed over the fourth son to Huo Huairen back then.

He shouldn't have said that he shouldn't have interfered with the affairs.

Isn't it just that he knows where the fourth young master's biological mother is buried, but he just doesn't say it.

In this world, the only witnesses who could know about this were those who took the fourth son away from his biological mother who died of difficult labor.

Kong Daru supported the forehead.

I am old and I am old and have come to the young man’s way!

Don't write this letter!

How did he tell the emperor that he was deceived by a young boy?
Chapter completed!