Attunement into fine rules

As soon as Governor Wei's words fell, he saw a strong servant with a wooden bucket in his hand stepping forward.

When the lid was lifted, most of the barrel of dark amber translucent liquid was dangling inside, and it was full of oil.

The servant scooped up the oil with a long-handled horse spoon and poured it towards Mrs. Wei.

Mrs. Wei was terrified and wanted to hide, the layers of paper clothes on her body rattled, but after a night of fright and jolting, her hands and feet were already weak, plus she was tied tightly, how could she hide?

A spoonful of oil was splashed on her face, soaking her entire face and half of her hair, dripping down her hair.

"Hong'er, Hong'er! Hurry up and plead with your father to save your mother's life!" She screamed with greasy face, but she was still not reconciled at this point and wanted to grab the last straw.

"Mother, mother!" Wei Hong was supported by two servants, and when he heard Mrs. Wei shouting for help, he could only close his eyes and shake his head in desperation, "After you do those things, how do you want the child to save you... Can't be saved, can't be saved..."

If he is still the only heir in the mansion, if his father still loves him, maybe he can still try his best to fight with his father, and make a gesture of filial piety to save Mrs. Wei's life.

But he is not.

The governor is the local emperor who guards one side, and holds the military and political power of a state. Although he has a different surname, even ordinary clans are incomparable.

According to the rules, the position of heir in the Governor's Mansion is to be passed on to the heir's son. Wei Hong is also considered as heir if he is the son of the step-wife. However, the royal family often appoints a heir and can still abolish it. What's more, the governor of Wei has never asked for Wei Hong's seal. .

It is true that Wei Mu is a concubine, but Wei Hong's mother, Zhang Jingniang, is already a poisonous woman in the eyes of his father, and was convicted and executed in front of so many people in the family. His status in the mansion will definitely not be as good as Wei Mu's in the future.

The way his father looked at him, although he hadn't felt anger or hatred, had become cold and indifferent, as if looking at an irrelevant stranger.

As the prefect of the front line said——

"If he still recognizes me as his father, it will be as if he never had this mother!"

Absolutely no joke.

"Useless thing! Wei Hong, you useless thing!" Mrs. Wei looked at Wei Hong's face in a panic. Seeing him shaking his head and closing his eyes without looking at her, he knew that there was no way for him to save him. Yi, crying and cursing in despair, "Who am I doing this for, huh? It's all for you!"

"I poisoned sister Maoniang, I poisoned the master, and drowned the fourth child...Is it just to pave the way for you, to let you have a good life, and to let you inherit the family business smoothly? Wei Hong, how can you Do this to me?! You can't do this to me!!!"

"You unfilial son, you unfilial son who will surely be struck by lightning in the future!!!"

While crying and cursing, tears and snot mixed with the oil on his face, flowing down.

She's not even as good as a shrew who scolds the street, how can she still have half of her former grace and kindness?

Zhang Jingniang once stepped on the corpse of her aunt who was kind to her to climb the ladder of wealth and wealth, and became the mistress of the governor's mansion, and she did not soften her heart at all.

He also used to attack innocent three-year-old children without batting an eyelid.

Wei Yuan no longer threatened her at all back then, but she still had to instruct Zhenzhu Liuli to abuse her in private because she didn't want Governor Wei to treat this ex-wife's posthumous son with too much pity and love, and make him fat and ugly. Crying endlessly every day is tiresome.

Even Sister Mulian, whom she had brought with her since she was a girl, had always been loyal to her, in order to keep herself, she would push her out to die without hesitation.

However, when it was time for her own life and death, she burst into tears and made a lot of ugly appearances, begging someone to let her live without any choice.

Hearing his biological mother curse him, Wei Hong shrunk his shoulders and bent his back, making him a lot shorter. With his eyes closed, he didn't dare to look at her. His whole body trembled unconsciously, and his teeth clucked together. Crackling, tears kept falling from his closed eyes.

He was born rich and noble, and he grew up amidst the heaps of splendid brocades, among the heaps of gold and jade, under the tender care of his mother, under the care and expectation of his father, and under the flattery of everyone around him.

He likes the life he has been living, likes to have fun, likes beautiful people, likes to make friends outside.

But suddenly everything collapsed overnight.

At this time, it was as if he was riding alone in a lonely boat, sailing into the dark and stormy sea.

There are no lighthouses showing the way for him, no oars in his hands, and no one will save him. He has to face the cold wind like a blade alone, and the danger of sinking into the abyss at any time.

But at this moment, he felt a hand on his trembling shoulder.

Across the thin spring clothes, the slender hand was slightly cold, but it carried a sense of firmness.

It was a boy's hand.

Wei Hong opened his tearful eyes, turned his head slowly, and looked at the owner of that hand.

What came into the blurry field of vision was Wei Yuan's icy face.

"She's not for you." Wei Yuan looked at Wei Hong, his light red petal-like lips parted.

Wei Hong looked at Wei Yuan in a daze, completely unexpected that it was him who came to comfort him at this moment.

"She came here because of her own ambition." Wei Yuan continued, "I can't blame anyone."

"Why, why did you tell me this?" Wei Hong's hair was in a messy bun, and strands of it fell from his forehead and sideburns. He had long lost his usual demeanor of a nobleman. He looked at Wei Yuan with red eyes, and said in a difficult tone, "My mother Killed your mother, made you stupid and disabled, don't you hate me?"

"With people like me... shouldn't we draw a line from now on?"

"The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner. If you do something wrong, you will naturally have to pay the corresponding price." Wei Yuan said, "You once took me to Liu Taiyi's house to see my legs, and you were kind to me, but now I just This kindness is returned to you."

After finishing speaking, he took his hand away from Wei Hong's shoulder.

Wei Hong found that he no longer trembled so much.

This person, when he was most helpless and desperate... gave back this kindness.

"After all, she is the eldest son's biological mother. That's enough for now. It would be inhumane to make her continue to watch the punishment." Wei Yuan immediately ordered, "Come here, take the eldest son back by car."

The servants are very good at watching the wind and making the rudder. Not long after the second young master returned to the mansion, he let the mistress who was in charge of Zhongfu end up like this, and won the hearts of the other two families, which shows his skill.

Even though she is disabled and will not be able to inherit the family business in the future, she must never underestimate her.

Seeing that Governor Wei also showed no objection to this, several servants immediately nodded and stepped forward, following Wei Yuan's instructions, and sent Wei Hong into the carriage.

Before Wei Hong boarded the carriage, he turned around and took another look at Wei Yuan. He saw a frail young man sitting on the wooden wheeled cart, and the morning light coated his outline with a layer of light gold.

This person ruthlessly overturned his previous cognition and life overnight.

But when he was most desperate, he stretched out a kind hand to him.

In the previous ten years, he didn't have much impression of Wei Yuan who lived in the same mansion, and when he met him, he would deliberately ignore and avoid him, and he didn't even remember his name.

And from now on, this person, this name, will be deeply engraved into his bones and blood, and can never be pulled out again.

All kinds of emotions were boiling, and Wei Hong couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.

In the end, it just turned into a sigh scattered in the wind, and he boarded the car and left under the escort of several servants.

After Wei Hong left by car, Governor Wei walked up to Wei Yuan at some point, and said, "Good job."

With a sense of appreciation.

Of course he would not think that Wei Yuan had any brotherly feelings for Wei Hong.

They haven't played together since they were young, and Wei Hong's biological mother is the poisonous woman who killed Mao Niang, so where does the brotherhood come from?

It's just that from a political point of view, this move can win people's hearts.

Not only Wei Hongzhi's heart, but also everyone in the mansion can see Wei Yuan's benevolence beyond legal principles.

It is true that thunderous means can make people fear and obey, but only "benevolence" can finally make people truly convinced, and life and death will never abandon honor or disgrace.

Wei Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Governor Wei, knowing what the other party was referring to and what he was thinking.

In the long years of the previous two lifetimes, he had seen a lot of powerful and powerful figures like Wei Jieshi.

During his lifetime, he made great announcements, shouted and supported the situation, and most of them turned into historical dust after that, and may not be able to leave a few strokes in the history books.

"It's not what the master thinks, there is no other meaning." Wei Yuan's voice was light and clear, "It's just that I wanted to do it in my heart, so I did it."

Governor Wei didn't expect to hear such an answer, stared at Wei Yuan for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "Yes, I think too much about my father."

He and Mao Niang's children should be different from others, they can do whatever they want.

On the other side, the servant scooped up the oil with a horse spoon, and was still pouring it on Mrs. Wei one by one.

As soon as Wei Hong left, Mrs. Wei had no hope at all, her mind was distracted, she started talking nonsense, and even called out Zhang Maoniang's name: "Sister Maoniang, Jing Niang was wrong, Jing Niang really knew it was wrong! Just let Second Young Master spare Jingniang what happened!"

She was crying there, looking up at the sky with her eyes wide open, and in a trance, she really saw Zhang Maoniang who had passed away for 16 years: "At first, Jingniang just wanted to stay by my sister's side, to share her worries, to help my sister. It's true, true, to take care of the trivial things around you and enjoy some wealth and glory! It's just that after you have the eldest son, you will have delusions that you shouldn't have. A difference in one thought is just a difference in one thought!"

"Sister, sister, you will forgive Jingniang, right? Second Young Master will certainly listen to your words and let Jingniang go, right?"

Mrs. Wei wanted to stretch out her hand, grabbed Zhang Maoniang's clothes in mid-air, and begged again.

However, her hands were firmly bound behind her back, and she couldn't stretch them out at all. She could only shake her body in vain, making the layers of paper clothes rattle.

Zhang Maoniang turned around in mid-air and disappeared in an instant.

A torch was thrown over, igniting the paper clothes on Madam Wei's body.

In an instant, the flames rose, and the flames of human figures ignited blazingly. All the pleadings and regrets turned into screams.

The aunt held Wei Gui's hand, the flames not far away were reflected in her pupils, her white lips trembled and she murmured: "Fourth Young Master, Fourth Young Master... Have you seen it? Good and evil are rewarded. Good and evil are rewarded in the end..."

The second aunt pulled the youngest daughter, bowed and hugged the little girl into her arms to block her sight, and covered the little girl's ears with a pair of catkins.

The fire was so violent that Mrs. Wei screamed in the fire for about a quarter of an hour, and then there was no more movement.

Although there was no movement, the servants next to him were still pouring oil on the fire and adding some combustion aids. After nearly two hours, they saw that Mrs. Wei was almost completely burned, and then put out the fire.

Only some charred marks and a pool of bone ashes remained on the ground.

Wei Inspector lit the incense, walked over and planted it in front of Zhang Maoniang's grave.

Curls of smoke rise, he is no longer the young man who was persecuted by his parents with filial piety more than ten years ago, his heart and methods are much harder than before, and the corners of his eyes that have already developed shallow wrinkles are still moist: "Mao Niang, I'm sorry."

Failed to protect you, and failed to take care of our children.

These guilt and regrets will only wait for a hundred years to come to the ground, and then let you whip and deal with them, and tell you slowly.

Immediately afterwards, Wei Yuan was also pushed by Wei Lang, and offered a stick of incense to Zhang Maoniao.

This is his mother in this life, who gave him flesh and blood and looked forward to his birth, but it's a pity that she has never seen her voice and smile.

In the end, the puddle of ashes left by Zhang Jingniang in front of the grave was smashed away by the servants, blown up in the wind, and scattered in the wild.

It is said to be frustrated.