He Zhiran also felt that it was necessary to inform her in advance about this matter. Besides, Mo Jiuye's personal reminder would have more weight than the words of a newcomer to her.
"Okay, I'll order someone to invite them over."
He Zhiran deputized several servants outside the door, went to each courtyard to invite people, and then returned to the room again.
She asked Mo Jiuye: "Do you have any good plans in mind?"
"You and your sisters-in-law can take the divorce letter and leave." All Mo Jiuye could think of at this moment was that the fewer people would be implicated, the better.
He Zhiran did not refute this.
Although she didn't have much contact with her eight sisters-in-law, it could be seen that they were all kind-hearted people.
Being widowed at such a young age is pitiful enough, but to be exiled and suffer the same fate is indeed unbearable.
As for herself, she didn't think much about it.
She sympathized with the Mo family's plight, and she also hoped that with her own efforts, she could change Mo Jiuye's fate of early death.
Not long after, the old lady of the Mo family and her sisters-in-law arrived one after another.
He Zhiran could see that the concern for Mo Jiuye on everyone's faces did not seem to be fake.
Mrs. Mo was the first to come to her son's bed. Although there were tears in her eyes, she still looked strong.
"Jiuye, how are you hurt?"
"Mom, the baby is fine, just some flesh wounds."
"Ninth brother, why are you injured?" Fourth sister-in-law asked with concern.
Mo Jiuye looked around.
"When the sisters-in-law arrive, I will tell everyone together."
Seeing Mo Jiuye say this, no one continued to ask questions, but were sincerely concerned about his injury.
After a while, several sisters-in-law who were further away from here also arrived.
He Zhiran went out vigilantly and ordered his servants to guard the door and not let anyone in.
Mo Jiuye felt very comfortable with He Zhiran's attentiveness. At the same time, her past understanding of He Zhiran also changed a lot.
If this encounter hadn't happened, maybe he would have tried to get along well with the other person and stay together for the rest of his life.
It's a pity that God doesn't give him such a chance.
Mo Jiuye retracted his distant thoughts and said in a deep voice: "Mother, sisters-in-law, I entered the palace today and was made things difficult by the emperor. I was beaten fifty times."
Hearing this, all the sisters-in-law were not calm at all.
"Ninth brother, what did you do wrong that the emperor beat you?"
"Yes, Ninth Brother, are you seriously injured? Fifty big boards are no joke."
"Ninth brother..."
Hearing the series of concerns, even Mo Jiuye, a tough guy, felt his heart warm.
Such a harmonious family may no longer exist from today on.
Even though I feel reluctant to give up, I still have to do what I have to do.
"Mother, sisters-in-law, judging from today's events, the emperor can no longer tolerate the existence of my Protectorate, and I am afraid that he will soon issue an order to punish me, ranging from exile to beheading."
Mo Jiuye deliberately made the matter more serious, hoping that the sisters-in-law would retreat.
Hearing this, the eyes of the eight sisters-in-law all turned to He Zhiran.
When they left the wedding room, the ninth brother and sister also reminded them like this.
At that time, they didn't take it seriously, thinking that the nine younger siblings were nagging about it and were unfounded.
However, when they heard such words from Mo Jiuye again, they had to pay attention.
He Zhiran met those probing eyes and just nodded solemnly towards them, in this way to prove that he was not talking nonsense just now.
"Jiu Ye, do you really mean what you said?" Madam Mo, who had always been calm, was now a little uneasy.
"Mom, nine times out of ten it will be like this." Mo Jiuye didn't say anything to death. After all, he just listened to what He Zhiran said and combined some of his own analysis into it.
When Mrs. Mo heard this, her body trembled.
"I think my Mo family has been loyal for generations, and the men in the family sacrificed their lives for the country, but in the end they ended up like this?"
As she spoke, Mrs. Mo actually sneered.
"Back then, I advised your father to disarm and return to his fields. No matter how much fame or wealth he has, it is more practical than having a safe family, but he just refused to listen.
He said that the mission of the Mohist family was to protect the Dashun Dynasty. His words made me lose my husband and eight sons.
What if you use your life to protect Dashun?
Haha...what a joke..."
The eight sisters-in-law were equally indignant.
"It's too much. What did our Mo family do wrong that we have to endure this?"
"I'm not convinced. I'm going back to my parents' house now and asking my father to help me put in a good word."
"I'll also go to my elder brother, hoping he can help."
Mo Jiuye shook his head.
"Sisters-in-law, it's better to give up! The emperor is determined to eradicate the Mo family, how can he listen to his advice?"
"Then what should we do? Are we just waiting to be arbitrarily accused of a crime?" Seventh Sister-in-law Yang Man asked unconvinced.
Mo Jiuye did not answer, but looked at Mrs. Mo.
"Mom, my son is thinking, instead of letting the sisters-in-law be punished along with the Mo family, why not take this opportunity to give each of them a letter of divorce?"
Mrs. Mo thought for a moment and said solemnly: "Well, Jiu Ye is right. Your sisters-in-law are pitiful. We, the Mo family, cannot continue to implicate them. And Heshi, who has just entered the door, will be punished with the Mo family.
It’s really unfair.”
"Mother, Ninth Brother, I don't want to divorce you. I, Cui Biting, was born as a member of the Mo family, and I will be a ghost of the Mo family when I die."
"Me too. Even if the entire Mo family is executed, I, Xie Fang, will stay with me until the end."
"I don't want to write a letter of divorce either. I will stay and live or die with the Mohist family."
"I promised my husband that I would fulfill my filial piety for him in front of my mother no matter what."
"I'm not leaving either."
"..."
The eight widows of the Mo family were all filled with righteous indignation, and none of them wanted to leave with the divorce papers.
Even if it is the only way to survive, they don't want it. They must live and die with the Mo family.
Seeing that the eight daughters-in-law were able to do this, Mrs. Mo was moved and at the same time turned her attention to He Zhiran.
"Heshi, what about you?"
"I want to stay too." He Zhiran replied loudly without even thinking about it.
Mrs. Mo looked at Mo Jiuye again: "Jiuye, you have also seen that the female relatives in our family are all strong, and my mother also wants to help them."
Hearing this, Mo Jiuye looked at everyone solemnly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
"Sisters-in-law, you only have one life. If you can live, who will choose to die? I hope you don't take this matter out of your emotions."
"Ninth Brother, I have made up my mind, please stop talking."
Under the leadership of the elder sister-in-law, several other sisters-in-law also made the same choice again.
Mrs. Mo knows the temperament of these daughters-in-law very well. Although there will inevitably be some minor frictions when we are together, at the critical moment, no one will desert.
This is what being a Mohist woman should look like.