Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 893 Extra Story 006 Finale
Song Jin didn't write a letter to his family until he arrived in Xijiang. After Wen Wan read it, he couldn't help laughing and said, "This brat finally got his senses."

Zhao Xunyin frowned, "Your family and the Su family really want to be in-laws?"

Wen Wan corrected: "It's not that I insist on getting married, but that the girl from the Su family has been thinking about it for many years. If I beat mandarin ducks with a stick, people will definitely hate me."

Zhao Xunyin calculated carefully, "But why do I feel that the generations of your two families are wrong!"

Wen Wan knew a long time ago that Empress Su would follow her, that their husband and wife are not in the same generation as Su Qing and his wife, "Anyway, there is no direct blood relationship, let's talk about it separately."

A few days later, Wen Wan received a letter from Ningzhou, which was written by Mobao. The little guy likes reading very much, and the handwriting is even more beautiful. In the letter, he said that he missed his father and mother, and that he would work hard. When I grow up in the future, I will be admitted to the capital to be a high official like my father.

Looking at the paper, Wen Wan fell into a long silence.

When Song Wei came back at night, seeing her in a trance, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

"Mo Bao has sent a letter." Wen Wan sat on the couch, her voice was indescribably solemn, "You can read it for yourself."

As he spoke, he handed the letter to Song Wei.

Song Wei looked at the neat and beautiful handwriting on the paper, and it was not difficult to imagine how much expectation the child put into writing this letter.

"Sanggong, what should we do?" Wen Wan said: "Since I was a child, we have spent very little time with this child. Now that he is seven years old, I finally have a thought. I can't tell him directly that he can't take the imperial examination and can't come. Capital, right?"

Song Wei folded the letter paper carefully, and said slowly, "I'll retire early."

"To become an official?" Wen Wan was startled.

Song Wei nodded, "He wanted to come to the capital because his elder brothers and sisters were all in the capital, and he was the only one left in the countryside. I will retire and go back to accompany him, so he won't have these thoughts anymore."

"What about the court affairs?" Xianggong is the emperor's teacher, and he shoulders a heavy responsibility. If he becomes an official at this age, the political situation will definitely be turbulent.

"Yuanbao has already become popular. Moreover, in recent years, the imperial examination has selected many new talents. No matter how bad it is, there are also the old officials who returned to Beiyan. With them, they are enough to assist His Majesty in governing the country."

Wen Wan suddenly got stuck, she remembered the year when Mo Bao just started to walk, she went back to Ningzhou, and when she left, the little guy ran after her, crying and shouting, "Mother, mother..."

Even if it's not her own, seeing him crying heart-piercingly, Wen Wan's heart feels like being stabbed by a knife.

Later, when he was older, when Wen Wan went back to see him, he immediately asked, "Mother, you didn't take Mo Bao to the capital, is it because you don't like Mo Bao? Make a sound, and Mo Bao will be very obedient."

He always thought that his parents didn't like him, so he worked hard every day to make himself better.

Even when writing a letter, he was very careful between the lines, for fear of offending her and Song Wei, he didn't even go back to see him during the Chinese New Year.

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Song Wei entered the palace to face the saint.

When he heard that he proposed to retire, Zhao Xi couldn't believe it, "Teacher, isn't it too early to retire at this age? There are seven places in the cabinet, and Wang Ge Lao has just been appointed, and I plan to let you in."

Song Wei shook his head, "Now that the country is peaceful and the people are happy, Your Majesty's skills in governing the country are becoming more and more mature, and I have lived up to the entrustment of the late emperor. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in court."

Zhao Xi suddenly realized something, "Is it because of that child?"

Song Wei did not deny, "He has lacked the care and companionship of his parents since he was a child. This is the negligence of his minister and wife."

Zhao Xi squeezed the space between his eyebrows, "Teacher, go back first, let me think about it."

After Song Wei left, Zhao Xi didn't bother to read the memorial anymore, so he went to Yikun Palace and told Dong Han about Song Wei's preparation to retire.

Dong Han froze for a moment, "Is there any special reason for Mr. Song?"

Otherwise, there are very few officials in this dynasty who leave office so early, not to mention that Song Wei has already taken the position of God's teacher.

"It's because of that child." Zhao Xi said.

This made Dong Han's heart ache.

Ever since she was sent to Ningzhou, she has never seen her again, only occasionally meeting Wen Wan into the palace, asking a few questions during the chat, and knowing that the child looks almost the same as the prince, with a cute and docile temperament, she can get it in her heart A little consolation.

"What does His Majesty think?"

Personally, Dong Han certainly wanted Song Wei and Wen Wan to be by that child's side all the time, to make up for the love that her biological mother could not give.

But Yu Gong, Song Wei is the emperor's teacher and the minister of the humerus in the court. Once he leaves, it will definitely have an impact on the entire court situation, and the impact is not small.

Zhao Xi asked without answering, "If I continue to let him stay in the court, what do you think?"

Dong Han lowered his eyelashes, "Master Song is His Majesty's teacher, and he is very important. He stays in the court and can continue to assist His Majesty to manage the country after the merger of the Three Kingdoms. Naturally, it is a good thing."

"It's a good thing, but you may not like it." Zhao Xi asserted directly.

Dong Han was shocked, "Your Majesty, my concubine..."

"If you don't like it, let him go back."

Dong Han's face turned pale, "The concubine didn't mean that."

If word of "I don't like it" makes the imperial teacher to become an official, rumors will spread everywhere, calling her a demon queen who will bring disaster to the country and the people.

Moreover, His Majesty's attitude is very strange. In the past, when encountering such things, he would usually make up his own mind, but this time he came to ask her opinion, as if as long as she said she didn't like it, he would follow her.

This made Dong Han feel a little distorted.

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At the age of 47, Song Wei became an official, leaving behind his two married sons, and returned to his ancestral home Ningzhou with his wife and daughter.

Mo Bao, who was looking forward to his parents' return home every day, suddenly saw his parents and sister suddenly appearing in front of him, thought he was dreaming, and was stunned for a long time.

After entering the room, Mo Bao sat on the round stool, looked at Wen Wan, and then at Song Wei, his mother used to come back to see him, always saying that his father was busy, now he saw not only his mother, but also his father With his sister, he felt more and more that he was dreaming.

Wen Wan put a piece of braised pork in his small bowl, "Eat it quickly, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it after dinner."

The little guy was very well-bred, he didn't say a word at the dinner table, and after he finished eating, he sat next to Wen Wan and asked her, "Mother, is Daddy not busy this year?"

"Not busy anymore." Wen Wan nodded, "From now on, he will stay with you at home and won't go anywhere."

After settling down, Song Wei regained the enthusiasm he had when he was a teacher, and continued to go to the village school to enlighten the children. Mo Bao got up before dawn every day, and went to the village school with Song Wei.

Wen Wan has nothing to do, and carries a food box to the village school every day to deliver meals to the father and son.

Another autumn, on the way to the village school, the sorghum was so ripe that the tassels were red. When Wen Wan passed by, her footsteps stopped at a certain position. She stared at the ground intently, thinking of something, and suddenly smiled and shook her head.

　This is the end of Wenwen’s entire book. Thank you for your company for a whole year. The new article is tentatively scheduled to open at the end of April. Different characters, different stories. I hope you will still be there when I return, okay? Whata(づ￣3￣)づ

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　　How could my husband, whom I have worked so hard to prosper, give up, dare to get involved, and be beaten to death with a stick!
　　


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