sjar Chapter 520 What man doesn't cheat?
Chapter 520 What man doesn't cheat?
Only after the carriage of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion disappeared around the street corner did Lu Ge'er slowly withdraw his gaze.
He looked at his cousin, who was still the center of the banquet and surrounded by servants not far away, and then he thought of Xuan-ge'er, who was being protected in his aunt's arms.
He felt no jealousy, only a hint of unspoken envy.
I envy Xuan-ge'er for having a mother to protect him and support him.
Unlike him, who can only rely on himself.
He knew in his heart that if he hadn't made a big scene today and brought it to his aunt's attention, Xuan-ge'er would have had to suffer in vain.
He understood even more clearly that relying solely on his aunt's pity was far from enough to gain a foothold in this household and to protect his still young sister.
He had to become stronger and better, so good that his grandfather couldn't ignore him.
He was so outstanding that his grandfather felt he had value and was willing to provide him with protection.
Only in this way can he truly gain a foothold and protect the people he wants to protect.
Lu Ge'er clenched his fists, and a hint of determination and composure beyond his years flashed in his clear eyes.
The office of the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel.
Vice Minister Wang was practically carried back to his residence, listening to his servants embellish their accounts of the banquet along the way...
His face turned from white to green, and then from green to black.
As soon as he entered the door, he heard his son Wang Shuo crying loudly in the inner courtyard.
"I won't take my medicine! My forehead is all bruised and bleeding, and Mom won't even comfort me. You're all bullying me!"
The anger in Wang Shilang's chest exploded with a "boom," and he strode into the inner room.
Seeing her son being coaxed by several maids and servants, with tears of resentment still on his face, she stepped forward without saying a word and slapped him hard across the face.
"Snapped!"
This slap was heavier and more vicious than the one Lady Wang had given her at the banquet.
Wang Shuo was slapped so hard he fell to the ground. He covered his rapidly swollen cheek and looked at his father in disbelief.
After a moment of stunned silence, she burst into an even more piercing wail.
"Wow! Why did you hit me! My mother hit me, and my father hit me too! All I did was say a few words to him, he deserves it! He's just a bastard!"
"How dare you say that!" Minister Wang was so angry that he trembled all over and raised his foot to kick him.
Madam Wang screamed and rushed forward, clinging tightly to Vice Minister Wang's leg, crying and pleading, "Master, please stop hitting him! Please stop hitting him! Shuo'er is still young, what does he know!"
"Today at the third branch of the Gu family, I already made him kowtow and apologize. Are you still not satisfied?"
"Kneel and apologize?" Vice Minister Wang shoved her away, pointing his finger at her nose and angrily rebuking, "If you hadn't been so outspoken at home, how could a child have learned such utter nonsense?"
"How could I have married such a jinx! The reputation of the Wang family, and my future, have all been ruined by you and your son!"
Madam Wang was stunned by his scolding, and a surge of grievances welled up within her.
She lost all face and dignity at Minister Gu's residence, and even after returning home, she was still scolded by her husband like this.
“I squandered it all? How could I have squandered it all?” she retorted, choking back tears. “I was just complaining a bit at home. What woman in the inner quarters doesn’t gossip like that…”
"Shut up!" As she spoke more and more outrageously, Minister Wang felt like tearing her apart.
He took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down, knowing that now was not the time to argue with this foolish woman.
"No, I must go to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion in person and explain to the Duke that I cannot let the children's antics jeopardize my career."
As he spoke, Vice Minister Wang straightened his official robes.
Madam Wang's eyes darted around, and she quickly stepped forward, offering a self-righteous suggestion.
“My lord, simply apologizing is probably not enough. Think about it, that Duke Zhenguo, Gu Junze, holds a high position and wields great power, yet he doesn’t even have a concubine to serve him.”
"What man doesn't stray? It must be that the Duchess is very strict. In my opinion, you might as well find two stunning beauties and secretly send them over."
"Even heroes can't resist the charms of a beautiful woman. If one of them becomes the emperor's favorite and has a son or daughter, then the adopted son will naturally not be so precious."
Wang Shilang stopped what he was doing, turned his head in disbelief, and stared intently at his wife, as if he were looking at a madman.
He was so angry that he laughed, but the laugh was even more unsightly than a cry.
"You fool! You're a hopeless fool!"
He could no longer bear it, and raised his hand to slap Madam Wang hard across the face.
"Snapped!"
"Have you forgotten how Consort Shu fell from grace in the palace? Do you think the Duchess of Zhenguo is just an ordinary woman confined to the inner quarters?"
"Her methods have even caused the empresses in the palace to fall victim! You still want to send people to her courtyard? Do you want me to die even sooner?"
"You're only satisfied when you've tried to flatter someone and ended up getting yourself into trouble!"
Madam Wang was completely stunned by the slap; she covered her face and couldn't utter a single word.
Wang Shilang didn't bother to look at her again. He straightened his clothes and said coldly, "You stay here obediently in the manor and don't go anywhere! I'll find a way to deal with the Duke of Zhenguo!"
He took two steps forward, then suddenly stopped, turned around, and his cold gaze fell on Wang Shuo, who was still sobbing on the ground.
"Shuo'er is not a child anymore, yet he idles away his days, causing trouble. Since you can't discipline him, from today onwards, I will hand him over to my mother to discipline!"
These words struck Madam Wang like a bolt from the blue.
Taking away her right to discipline her son is worse than killing her!
"No, sir, please don't!" Madam Wang cried as she crawled over, trying to grab his robes. "Shuo'er is my lifeblood, you can't take him away from me!!"
Wang Shilang ignored her cries and simply waved to the servants at the door.
Two strong maids immediately stepped forward, one on each side, and dragged the crying and struggling Wang Shuo outside.
"Let me go! I don't want to go to Grandma's! Father, Mother, save me!"
Wang Shuo's cries gradually faded into the distance, and Vice Minister Wang left without looking back.
In the vast inner room, only Madam Wang remained, slumped on the cold floor, her face burning with pain.
My heart felt hollow, utterly desolate.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, a small blue sedan chair stopped in front of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
The sedan curtain was lifted, and Wang, the Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, still in his court robes, arrived with two servants carrying brocade boxes, his face haggard, and presented the visiting card.
The post was quickly sent to the main courtyard.
Inside the study, Gu Junze, dressed in a black casual suit, stood by the window, toying with a smooth, warm jade pendant in his hand.
He didn't even lift his eyelids after hearing the butler's report.
"Let him in."
His voice was as steady as ever, revealing no emotion.
Before long, Vice Minister Wang was led in by the steward...