Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 357: The Mother of the Bomen Raises Her Stepson 24

"Madam!" he shouted in a deep voice, "I have something important to discuss with you!"

The candlelight in the room flickered, the gauze curtains hung low, and a figure on the bed could be vaguely seen moving slightly.

Sirong's voice came from inside the tent, with a hint of laziness and a hint of coldness: "Master, if you break into your wife's bedroom late at night, it will be disgraceful if it gets out, right?"

A moment later, Sirong emerged from the tent. Her attire wasn't as neat as it had been during the day, but it wasn't revealing either. "My husband, are you thinking about Madam Minghua?"

Shen Shigen nodded and was about to speak when he was interrupted by Sirong again.

"I have a better idea. It will both fulfill my husband's loyalty to Madam Ming and preserve the reputation of the Wuwei Marquis's Mansion."

Shen Shigen narrowed his eyes, alarm bells ringing in his heart. When did Sirong become so easy to talk to?

"Tell me about it." He calmly held the sword at his waist.

"You and I are getting divorced." Sirong.

"That won't do. I've just returned victorious, and if I divorce my wife, the censor will impeach me."

"Sugar cane is not sweet at both ends. Lord Bo wants to live in harmony with Madam Minghua, and it would be awkward to have me as his legal wife in the mansion."

"That's different. Minghua won't mind. You two are both legal wives, and you can live in peace then..."

"Does Uncle really think we can live in peace?"

Shen Shigen's eyes suddenly turned cold. He let go of his sword and grabbed Sirong's wrist with such force that it almost crushed her bones.

"Sirong," he said in a low voice with a hint of contempt, "Have you forgotten your identity?"

"You are just an orphan on the border. If it weren't for me, you would still be struggling to survive in that bitter cold land." He sneered, "You are nothing after leaving the Earl's Mansion."

Sirong did not struggle, but just looked at him quietly, the coldness in her eyes was more biting than the wind and snow in the north.

"My Lord, you're worrying too much." She slowly pulled her hand back, a faint smile on her lips, "I have my own plans."

"What plans do you have? In the capital, food, clothing, and other necessities all cost money."

"I have my own dowry."

"Dowry? When you married me, besides a few sets of clothes, what valuables did you have?"

When Sirong heard Shen Shigen say this, she sighed softly.

Fortunately, she had been doing business outside for many years and had clearly separated the money of the uncle's mansion and her own money in the accounts, and did not mix them up.

"My uncle may have forgotten that when you and I got married, I was wearing a silver bracelet on my hand."

It was left to her by the original owner's mother, and she had been wearing it on her wrist until Sirong came, when she took the bracelet to the pawnshop and exchanged it for three taels of silver.

Although she only had three taels of silver, Sirong's businesses were all high-profit, such as perfumes and soaps, and she could make a quick return on her investment.

After making money, he redeemed the bracelet.

"If you don't believe me, you can go to the housekeeper to check the accounts. Tomorrow I will take Shen Tang to live in the manor outside the capital for a while, and I won't bother you anymore."

"you……"

Shen Shigen sneered, the tip of his sword moving closer. "Check the accounts? Do you think I'll believe you? Over the years, which of the accounts of the Bo Mansion hasn't passed through your hands?"

"If you don't believe me, you might as well go check it out yourself."

"You can also find a few experienced accountants to help you check it."

"Since ancient times, the methods of falsifying accounts have been similar. There are only a few methods. If you want to investigate, are you afraid that you won't find anything?"

Shen Shigen was speechless after being confronted by Sirong. He stared into Sirong's eyes and suddenly realized.

There was no anger, no fear, not even resentment in her eyes.

"You..." His throat tightened, and the tip of the sword unconsciously dropped half an inch. "What do you want?"

Sirong gently brushed away his sword, turned and walked out the door.

"Heli."

Two words, crisp and clear, without any hesitation.

The night wind lifted her sleeves, and under the moonlight, her back looked thin but straight.

The next day, Sirong took Shen Tang to a farm outside Beijing.

Shen Junyao did not go with them. He was currently in the Hanlin Academy, holding a sinecure, and had to report for duty every day. The suburbs of Beijing were too far from the city. Furthermore, someone in the mansion had to keep an eye on Concubine Liu's movements.

Seeing that he was young, his colleagues didn't want to bully him.

On the contrary, because he was the young master of the Wuwei Marquis's Mansion, he was given more guidance in official duties.

The mother and daughter lived in the farm for more than a month. Summer was about to arrive, and there was more vegetation here than in the city, so they decided not to go back to the city for the time being.

As for the Marquis of Wuwei, he went to the Shangshu Mansion in person to ask for Minghua's hand in marriage, which was quite respectable.

That day, Shen Shigen sent someone to invite Sirong, hoping that she could go back to preside over his and Minghua's wedding.

After all, Sirong is still his legal wife. Although he said he was marrying a concubine, he was actually following the etiquette of marrying a concubine. If Sirong went back to preside over the ceremony, the scene would look better.

These days, many people in the capital say that Sirong is ungrateful. If she had not married Wu Weibo when he was still a humble man, she would not have achieved the respect she has today.

Now that Wu Wei Bo wants to marry another noble lady and hasn't said he wants to divorce her, she should be grateful and run around for him.

There is no reason to hide in Zhuangzi.

After hearing this, Sirong was completely speechless.

But I can't explain why.

Having had modern experience, she naturally wouldn't compromise on such a thing. However, Sirong had no angle to blame women who lived in ancient times.

Those who said she was "ungrateful"? But those women had been trapped in the inner chambers their entire lives, believing that it was natural for their husbands to take concubines, and that the dignity of a wife was to arrange a new marriage for her husband...

What's wrong with them?

It's just a grain of sand in the torrent of the times, unable to move on its own.

Originally, Sirong had not planned to divorce. In this era, it was common for a husband to have several concubines. Sirong could completely avoid following the Zhougong etiquette and be a nominal couple with Shen Shigen.

However, the arrival of Mrs. Minghua might not make Sirong's wish come true.

So now the only way left is to reconcile and divorce.

Shen Junyao's growing environment in this life is very different from that in his previous life, so he probably wouldn't do the things he did in his previous life.

"Mom, do you really want to get a divorce?" This was asked by Shen Junyao. It happened to be his day off, so he came to the farm to visit the mother and daughter.

For Shen Junyao, his biological mother is no longer with us. During the time when Shen Shigen came back, he could also see that his father was not a caring person.

Instead, it was his mother Sirong who gave him endless warmth and love.

In Shen Junyao's heart, Sirong has been placed on the same level as his biological mother.

He thought that if his mother didn't want his father to marry Madam Minghua, they had many ways to prevent him from doing so. Why should she choose to divorce?