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Chapter 297: Transmigrated into the Unfavored Cannon Fodder Wife of the Marquisate 8

Xie Zheng's whereabouts were easy to trace, and he didn't do anything very secretive.

Before dinner that day, Marquis Guangning learned the truth.

On the day when the old man's tablet caught fire, this evil creature left the house, saying that he was going to meet a friend, but in fact he went to the house outside and met the woman he kept there.

My grandfather died only three months ago.

No wonder the old marquis was so angry that the tablet was burned!

Marquis Guangning was so angry that he wanted to whip him, but when he turned around, he saw that the unfilial son was still lying in bed with a fever.

He suppressed his anger and planned to settle accounts with Xie Zheng when he fell ill.

As for the reason why the old man taught his descendants a lesson in his dream, he really... couldn't say it.

But he kept it a secret. In his dream, the old man who had only beaten his children and grandchildren and asked "Do you know you are wrong?" finally spoke for the first time.

Mr. Xie Jian knew very well that he was dreaming.

Because his father kept hitting him in the face with his sandbag-sized fist.

He had never been beaten like this even when he was not dreaming.

While beating him, his father asked him if he knew he was wrong.

Master Xie felt so aggrieved that he held his head and howled, "Dad! My dear dad! You asked me if I knew I was wrong, and if you could give me a hint about what it was!"

God have mercy on him, he was a bit romantic in the past, but the concubines in the courtyard were all bought in good faith, and they did not do anything to bully men or women.

Why beat him every night?

Then the old man who had always been playing tricks and never told him what to do finally spoke:

"I just left and am still in mourning, and this unfilial son dares to go out and look for a woman! Has he forgotten the oath he swore in front of me in the ancestral hall?"

"This is done on purpose to make me feel uneasy down there!"

Mr. Xie was startled and suddenly opened his eyes.

Before dawn.

His first reaction was that he had been beaten in vain these days because he didn’t go out to find a woman!

I originally suspected that one of the brothers was cheating, but then I thought, it's already been three months, and as a father, he shouldn't be so harsh on his son.

He remembered the old man's next words.

I swore an oath in the ancestral hall...

Mr. Xie's face turned pale.

He thought he knew who the "unfilial son" was.

In the past few days, I have contacted my eldest nephew and he looked listless. The day before yesterday, he said he was too sick to get out of bed.

If it was really him, then I, an irrelevant person, was beaten half to death by the old man in the dream, and the real owner must have been half dead.

That’s right!

As soon as it was daybreak, Mr. Xie couldn't wait to change his clothes and hurried to the main room.

On the way, I met Mr. Xie Chong, the Third Master Xie.

The two brothers looked at each other and confirmed some things.

"Did Second Brother also know about it last night?"

Master Xie nodded solemnly: "Yes, we two uncles really got beaten for nothing."

Third Master Xie was angry: "I was saying that when the old man was alive, he valued Big Brother the most, so why did he beat him the hardest this time?"

It turned out that it was his eldest son who caused the trouble, how could he not take drastic measures!

The two men rushed into the courtyard of Marquis Guangning, without saying a word, just staring at him.

Guangning Hou, who had just been beaten by his own father in his dream: "..."

He rubbed his forehead tiredly: "You all know?"

All kidding aside, his life these past few days was even more miserable than the sleepless days on the battlefield, and he even had a lot more white hair on his temples.

Mr. Xie said angrily: "Brother, you have spoiled your nephew too much. Look at what he has done. The resentment has not been completely eliminated."

"That's right, big brother." Third Master Xie continued, "If my niece-in-law was someone else, it would be fine, but she is from the Shen family. She saved my life back then, and now the entire Shen family is left with only this one child!"

There were a lot of concubines in each courtyard, and now they were full of condemnation.

Condemn Xie Zheng for being unfilial, condemn Xie Zheng for being heartless, condemn Xie Zheng for being sorry for Shen's and sorry for the old man...

Guangning Hou's head was buzzing with pain: "Okay, shut up!"

Both of them shut up.

Mr. Xie said, "In my opinion, now that the source of this matter has been found, let the eldest nephew kneel in front of the old man's spirit and apologize."

Mr. Xie: "Yes, apologize quickly, and apologize to your niece-in-law."

They didn't give Guangning Hou a chance to speak, and said in unison: "Brother, you don't want to be beaten again, do you?"

Marquis Guangning: “…” Really not.

So, Xie Zheng, who had just woken up from a daze, had not yet fully sobered up when he heard the maid shouting joyfully, "The prince is awake!"

Immediately afterwards, several impatient footsteps rushed in.

Xie Zheng looked over in confusion and found that it was his father, and his second and third uncles.

"Nephew." Master Xie touched his head, "Are you feeling better now?"

Xie Zheng didn't understand what was going on, so he answered subconsciously, "Thank you for your concern, uncle. I'm much better now."

Then he regretted it.

Because the next moment, he heard his second uncle's cold voice: "Since you are much better now, nephew, you should get up quickly, change your clothes, go to the ancestral hall and kneel down to beg for forgiveness from the old man."

Xie Zheng: ...?

He understood immediately that the elders knew.

His first reaction was: Fortunately, I was careful about what happened last time. After visiting Ali last time, I gave her money and asked her to move to another place.

Even if it was her father, it would be impossible for him to find her in the short term.

He couldn't help but say: "Grandfather may not be because of me..."

Mr. Xie interrupted him irritably: "Nephew, you should go and apologize as soon as possible."

"It's fine if you've implicated us elders, but if the matter gets out of hand and outsiders know that you've been having a secret meeting with a woman during your grandfather's mourning period, will you still be able to pursue your career as an official?"

Hit the snake at its most vulnerable part. As a man, Mr. Xie San knew very well how to control Xie Zheng.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Xie Zheng said nothing more.

He asked someone to prepare hot water, burned incense and took a bath, then knelt in front of the old man's tablet for a whole night.

That night, all the masters in the mansion finally had a good sleep.

After waking up, several people who knew the situation thought in unison: It turned out that it was that guy who caused all the trouble!

Xie Zheng didn't dare to relax at all this time. He knelt upright the whole night.

He had been in a tense state for days, still recovering from a serious illness, and after kneeling for a whole night, he fell ill when he came back.

The disease came on with great force and was lingering. It took a month before I was completely cured.

During this period, as a "wife", Zhu Yin would come to see her every day.

Of course, not a single nice word would come out of her mouth. Xie Zhengben was a child of destiny and the eldest son of a marquisate. How could he tolerate this?

But the bad thing is that Zhu Yin can point at his nose and scold him.

But he can't.

If he dared to curse Zhu Yin, he was guaranteed that his dead grandfather would come to him in his dream and beat him that very night.

Xie Zheng was almost going to collapse. He even thought angrily: Why doesn’t this old man go reincarnate?

As soon as he recovered from his illness, he went to the largest temple in the suburbs of Beijing, under the pretext of praying for his grandfather, and sought the most famous monk, Master Chunxiu, to answer his questions.

Of course, he didn't dare to reveal his identity, nor did he dare to say that it was his own family's business. He just said that he was a friend.

Be secretive and tell the story roughly.

He asked the master: "My friend is very distressed. He wants to know why the deceased elders are so worried about the world. He has never heard of such a situation before."