Han Yu and his wife had divorced!
The news shocked the entire circle of noblewomen. Everyone was talking about it, and they couldn't help but imagine a few dramas.
Mrs. Han left most of the dowry for her two sons and future daughter-in-law, and she left with her dowry and guards.
After she left, life in the Han Mansion went on as usual, but the rumors outside were extremely unpleasant.
Han Run couldn't help but ask Han Yu.
"Rumor has it that Father forced Mother to leave because he had an affair with Duke Lanting … Is this true?"
Han Run certainly didn't believe it, but he couldn't help but waver when so many people said the same thing.
Han Yu was busy with his work. He put down the pen in his hand and asked calmly when he heard his eldest son's question.
"Where did you hear that?"
Han Run said, "That's what people say. Even the elders in the mansion …"
Han Yu asked him, "Do you believe it?"
Han Run bit his lip. He was terrified in front of his serious father and shook his head slightly.
"You are the eldest son of your mother and father, and you will be the pillar of the family in the future. Do you think the rumors and slanders in the streets and alleys can blind your eyes and affect your judgment?" Han Yu wasn't as calm as he used to be. His voice wasn't heavy, but there was a sense of majesty in his words that made Han Run afraid. "Do you know how these rumors came about? How did they get into our mansion? "
Before the divorce, Han Yu treated his eldest son as a child, and his words and attitude were somewhat indulgent.
After the divorce, he regarded his eldest son as an adult, one of the men who was responsible for the whole mansion.
If Han Run was always so easily deceived, it would be a waste of his years of teaching!
Han Run didn't dare to look directly into his father's eyes, and his eyes were evasive.
"Father, I know I was wrong … But, is there really no inside story about mother and father's divorce?"
"Of course there is inside story." Han Yu asked his eldest son, "I can tell you, but can you bear the responsibility?"
Han Run's little face was pale, and he hesitated for a long time before he nodded heavily.
"Father, please tell me!"
Han Yu looked down and said, "Do you know what kind of business your grandfather runs?"
Han Run shook his head. He really didn't know.
Han Yu told him, "Your grandfather's family runs the illicit salt business. I don't have to explain too much to you. You should understand what illicit salt is."
When Han Run heard this, the color drained from his already pale face.
"Your maternal family is unwilling to relinquish power, so I can't do anything about it!" Han Yu looked at his son and said, "Not only that, but they also seized the land by force, expanded the salt pans, and cooperated with several local gentry families to rake in countless ill-gotten gains. The Lord had previously sent messengers to sound out your grandfather and the others. Not only did they have no intention of handing over the illicit salt business, but they even obstructed the emissary's investigation time and time again … "
After Han Yu and Mrs. Han left, Jiang Pengji noticed that he was in low spirits, so she made a special trip to talk to him.
It was only then that Han Yu realized how dangerous his family's situation was. The Yue Clan's death wish was bigger than he had imagined.
[I was worried about you at first, but now that you've separated from your wife, I don't have to worry anymore.]
Jiang Pengji was a practical person. She had already noticed Han Yu's Yue Clan when Wei Ci revealed to her the ending of Han Yu's previous life.
After a year of in-depth investigation, Jiang Pengji had already thought of more than ten ways to take advantage of the fat sheep. She had also secretly done some tricks.
The reason why she hadn't really taken action was that she was afraid of Han Yu and didn't want to hurt the innocent.
Now, she could finally sharpen her knife to take advantage of the situation!
Han Run was still young, but he knew that "salt" was a highly profitable industry that concerned the people's livelihood.
When the country was divided, his grandfather took advantage of the chaos to get involved in the salt business. Now that Dongqing was more or less stable, he still refused to let go.
He was tired of living and wanted to hang himself.
Han Run couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He finally realized the importance of the matter.
"What if … the Lord of Lanting wants to take action against my grandfather's family … What about my mother?"
It was easy to imagine the situation of a woman who married and then divorced.
Han Yu patted his son's shoulder and said earnestly, "You and Chi 'er are her sons, and also her last resort. Our relationship as husband and wife has come to an end, but your relationship as a mother and son is not over. Whether she will be good or bad in the future depends on you and your brother's luck. "
Han Run felt that the weight on his shoulder was extremely heavy.
When he thought about his previous thoughts, he felt even more ashamed and wanted to find a hole to hide himself in.
What was the difference between him and the Lord of Lanting when he speculated about the relationship between his father and the Lord of Lanting?
He was not even as good as those shrews!
The rumors about Han Yu and Jiang Pengji were naturally spread by the noble ladies at the tea party.
After all, the divorce between Han Yu and his wife happened after that tea party.
Jiang Pengji didn't do anything to them. Instead, she brought their husbands over and scolded them harshly.
They couldn't even manage the inner chamber well. They allowed their wives to spread false gossip everywhere. Were they incompetent or not?
Was it because they had too little work on their hands, so they were all bored out of their minds?
They were ignorant and stupid. What vision could those stupid wives have? Most of their children were short-sighted!
Jiang Pengji scolded them. The husbands who were scolded went home and reprimanded their wives.
Before the wives could cry and shout that they were wronged, Jiang Pengji's messenger came to their door!
She organized a popular science class and required the wives to attend two classes every seven days. Each class lasted half a day. After the class, they had to write their reflections!
If they had the time to attend tea parties, eat melon seeds and gossip, they might as well use it to enrich their brains that were stuffed with hay.
To gain knowledge and broaden their horizons.
For a while, the tea parties disappeared from Xiangyang District. The wives in Wanzhou and other places also reduced such activities.
Jiang Pengji had completely forgotten her dark history of sneaking to tea parties to eat melon seeds while she was working.
However, she was the lord. Her subordinates didn't dare to remind her at the risk of being slapped.
The slap from the wives was a caress. At most, the face would be swollen. The slap from the lord was an invitation from the King of Hell. His head would fly to the sky!
After a series of swift and decisive measures, the gossip disappeared without a trace.
Jiang Pengji snorted. She stroked the stiff fur of her "daughter" and said, "It's because she needs to be taught a lesson!"
Wei Ci sighed softly.
The frequency of the lord's night raids had increased a lot recently.
"How do you plan to deal with those families, my lord?"
The salt pans still had to be taken back, but it was a profiteering business after all. Forcefully seizing it would inevitably cause criticism.
After all —
His lord hadn't ascended the throne yet.
"I can't use the crime of smuggling salt to deal with them. Otherwise, people will think that I'm taking it by force." Jiang Pengji stroked her "daughter's" fur and fed it bamboo shoots. She said, "They're not united. Besides selling salt, they have other illegal businesses. There are many ways to deal with them! I've governed Dongqing too well. It gives them the illusion that they're in a prosperous era … They've forgotten that it's a chaotic world now. The rules and laws are decided by my fists. If they have the guts, they'll either rebel against me now or admit defeat! "
If it weren't for the reputation that Wei Ci yearned for, Jiang Pengji would have sent people to force them. Why would she resort to peaceful means before resorting to force?
Wei Ci smiled and said, "You're right, my lord."
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