After hearing this, the aunts paused for a moment, and then cried again.

"Don't cry yet, go back!" After a while, Mrs. Wen said to them. The other aunts glanced at Wen Ruhai on the bed, then got up and said goodbye.

After the aunts left, the doctor hurried over with a medicine box. After some diagnosis and treatment, he told Mrs. Wen that she was in a hurry and needed to recuperate, and she must not be stimulated, otherwise she would have a stroke!

"Thank you so much...... Doctor," Mrs. Wen nodded, and then asked the doctor to be sent away.

After a while, Wen Ruhai slowly woke up, blinked his eyes after coming back to his senses, and then tears flowed down: "My Chang'an, my Chang'an, ......" After speaking, he cried.

"Master, by the way, otherwise Chang'an will not feel at ease when he sees you so sad!" Mrs. Wen raised her hand and gently wiped the corners of Wen Ruhai's eyes with a handkerchief: "The doctor said just now, the master can't be too emotional, otherwise there will be a risk of stroke!" Master, our family has to rely on you, you can't fall! ”

"Madam, you personally go to the county to bring Chang'an back......" Wen Ruhai also heard the doctor's words just now, so he had to calm down his emotions a little and said to Mrs. Wen.

"Good ......" Mrs. Wen responded gently: "I also watched the child in Chang'an grow up, and it is also my responsibility as a mother to pick him up!" ”

When Wen Ruhai heard this, his eyes closed, and his tears kept coming.

His son, the Wen family is such a son!

"What else does the master have to explain?" Seeing Wen Ruhai's tears, Mrs. Wen endured her sadness and continued to ask.

"Tell Song Qingtian that you must not let go of the murderer of my son, and you must pay the price!" Governor Wen let out a fierce sound.

Mrs. Wen nodded: "I will tell him this, master, relax, don't get emotional......"

"Well, I remember it for my husband!" Wen Ruhai nodded, his son's death made him age by more than ten years in an instant, and now he looks just an old man with gray hair.

After explaining some things, Wen Ruhai asked everyone to retreat, and he couldn't cry in the house.

Mrs. Wen told the subordinates outside to take good care of her, and then went back to her courtyard.

When Mama Wang and the others saw that Madame was back, they all stepped forward to greet her, handed a cup of hot tea and waited beside them.

"Madam, how is the master?" Mama Wang gently patted her shoulders and pinched her back, and asked in a low voice.

Mrs. Wen let out a soft sigh comfortably, and then sneered: "Naturally, I am so grief-stricken that I can't wait to catch up with the footsteps and go ...... together."

"My lord has only had one son for so many years, so naturally he will be sad......" Mama Wang echoed closely.

When Mrs. Wen heard this, she just smiled.

"Come with me to the county to pick up people ...... county" Before going to bed, Mrs. Wen explained to Mama Wang. Mama Wang answered, lowered the curtain, and went to the outer vigil.

In the backyard of the prefect's mansion, only Wen Ruhai and Aunt Li couldn't sleep all night, and the others slept peacefully. After Mrs. Wen left, she thought of Aunt Li's loss and asked Aunt Qiu to help take care of it temporarily, while she took a group of people to the county to prepare to pick up Wen Chang'an back.

The housekeeper in the house was also busy hanging white slips and preparing for the funeral.

Some good deeds saw that the mansion of the Wen Governor was hung with a white horse and uploaded, and everyone believed that Wen Chang'an was dead.

When Mrs. Wen came to the county, Song Qingtian saw that Mrs. Wen was busy stepping forward to greet her, and Wen Lin behind her also followed. When I saw Mrs. Wen, my eyes turned red again.

"Poor thing, my eyes are swollen, don't cry!" Mrs. Wen patted Wen Lin on the shoulder: "People can't be resurrected after death, if Chang'an sees you like this, how can you go with peace of mind?" After all, you are his own sister, and it is inevitable that I will talk to you in my heart......"

Wen Lin listened to Mrs. Wen's comforting words, not only did she feel that this was to stabilize herself, but she felt weird, but she couldn't remember what was weird for a while, so she could only respond in a low voice.

"Let's go into the house and talk...... Mrs. Wen glanced around, just now passing by the gate of the county ya, she saw a lot of people helping the little lady to speak, and there were many bitter lords kneeling outside the door wearing filial piety clothes, beating drums and shouting grievances.

"Mother, what about Father? Why didn't he come? Wen Lin was a little surprised when she saw that it was only Mrs. Wen. Isn't Dad the one who loves Chang'an the most? Now that Chang'an has been killed, why don't you show face at all?

"Besides, you don't tell your father directly about such a big matter without foretelling me!" Mrs. Wen had a calm face: "Your father was too stimulated and the whole person fell ill, and now the doctor said that if you are stimulated again, I am afraid that I will have a stroke!" ”

"What? So serious? When Wen Lin heard this, the whole person stood up anxiously: "Then, what about the aunt?" How's my aunt? ”

"Naturally, I'm sick...... Mrs. Wen sighed lightly and told Wen Lin the result. Wen Lin sat down on the chair, expecting that they would not be able to stand it, but she didn't expect to fall ill directly.

What about my brother's grievances? Now that there are more and more people outside, the pleadings that come to sue my brother are getting thicker and thicker, which has aroused public indignation. If my father didn't intervene, then Jian wouldn't have died.

"Mother, this matter is indeed Lin'er's negligence. At that time, Lin'er ......, "Wen Lin knew that it was wrong for her to write directly to her father, it was a provocation to Mrs. Wen."

But at that time, she didn't think about it so much, only thinking that her father had to take action to avenge Chang'an.

"You don't have to say more, Mother understands your feelings!" Mrs. Wen waved her hand and sighed: "I'm going to take Chang'an back, you sister take this opportunity to talk to him!" ”

"Yes......" Wen Lin replied and went down with the maid.

After Wen Lin left, Song Qingtian glanced at Mrs. Wen carefully.

"On the way to come, I saw that the people outside were besieging the county government, and there were still many bitter people who sued Chang'an, but what is the matter?"

Song Qingtian had a bitter face and responded: "Back to my mother, yes." However, the lower official did not take the paper......"

"Why don't you take it? As a parent of the people, how can you not think about the people? Otherwise, what do you want you to do as an official? Mrs. Wen put the teacup in her hand on the table lightly and glanced at Song Qingtian: "Now is the time for performance appraisal, don't you think about yourself and plan carefully?" ”

"Mother, mother......" Song Qingtian was shocked by Mrs. Wen's words, and stammered a little. It didn't seem to occur to him that these words came from the mouth of the Wenfu.

"You don't have to look at me like this, if you call me mother, I will naturally be careful for you!" Mrs. Wen raised her eyebrows and glanced at Song Qingtian: "I heard that it was a little lady who killed Chang'an?" ”

"Back to Mother, yes. That day, the little lady went to the town with her husband to buy wedding clothes and prepare to get married, but unexpectedly, she ...... "Song Qingtian said the general, and the next words needless to say, the people present also understood."

"It's a pity for that little lady, who suffered such a thing in vain!" Mrs. Wen sighed lightly and looked at Song Qingtian: "In this way, you will handle it impartially, don't bend the law for personal gain!" ”

"Yes......" There were too many meanings in Mrs. Wen's eyes, and Song Qingtian couldn't understand it for a while, but he still quickly responded.