The old housekeeper took the greeting card from Liu Zhengwen's hand with a helpless expression, with a bitter smile on his lips, and gestured to the family of three with his fists clasped.
"Uncle, eldest lady, young master, could you please wait here for a moment, I'll be back soon."
"It's time to thank the elderly."
"Uncle Tao Ye, I hope you can say a few nice words to Shu'er after meeting my parents."
"Grandpa Tao, we will see you later."
The old housekeeper, who was about to enter the mansion, heard the different words of the three members of the family behind him. He gently shook his head, let out a long sigh, and quickened his pace to enter the mansion.
In the garden of the inner courtyard of Wenren Mansion.
A figure wearing a light gray Confucian robe was currently on the martial arts field in the garden, dancing with a three-foot sword that reflected the cold light in his hand.
This man's figure flipped and moved around on the martial arts arena, sometimes lightly and sometimes ethereal.
When this man was dancing with his sword, the garden would occasionally echo with the sound of sword energy piercing the air.
Twenty steps away from the front left of the martial arts arena, there stands a simple and elegant pavilion.
On the plaque above the pavilion, there are three words "Wangyue Pavilion" written on it.
Under the pavilion, a beautiful woman about fifty years old, mature and charming, was sitting upright.
I saw the beautiful woman wearing a plain white Yunyan silk robe, sitting elegantly on the stone bench, and her body naturally exuded a virtuous and virtuous elegance.
She embroidered the handkerchief in her hand very skillfully, and from time to time she raised her slender white jade neck and looked at the figure dancing the sword on the martial arts field.
Whenever her eyes fell on that figure, her delicate and moist red lips could not help but raise a faint smile.
The appearance of the beautiful woman is very similar to that of Wenren Yunshu. They both have indigo eyebrows, autumn water eyes, red lips, and a fragrant jade face.
Compared to Wen Ren Yunshu's temperament, she has a more mature charm and a quiet temperament.
Just as she raised her head again to stare at the figure on the martial arts field, the sound of footsteps outside the pavilion behind her made her retract her gaze.
"Tao Ye has met Madam."
The beautiful woman put down the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and looked sideways at the old housekeeper standing beside her.
"Old Tao, what's the matter?"
The old housekeeper looked slightly hesitant, then gently took out Mr. Liu's greeting card from his sleeve, leaned over and handed it to the beautiful woman.
"In reply to Madam's message, there is a guest outside the house who handed the master a greeting card."
The beautiful woman stretched out her well-maintained slender hands to take the invitation from Tao Ye, and looked helplessly at the figure on the martial arts field.
"Which great scholar or celebrity came to me to discuss knowledge? Or is it some martial arts master or martial arts hero who came to me to compete with me in swordsmanship?"
"In reply to Madam's words, it's none of them."
"neither?"
"Yes, neither."
The beautiful woman immediately withdrew her gaze and looked at the old housekeeper beside her again with curiosity.
"That's really strange. Who is coming?"
The old housekeeper glanced at the figure dancing the sword on the martial arts field, and a look of worry flashed in his eyes.
"Yes, they are three distinguished guests of very high status."
"Three distinguished guests?"
"Yes, he is a distinguished guest."
"For someone to be called a distinguished guest by you, Old Tao, his status must be no small matter.
Tell me, what is the identity of this person?"
The old housekeeper felt the curious gaze of the beautiful woman and scratched the back of his head a few times.
"It's hard to say, old slave. Madam, you'd better take a look at the greeting card in your hand.
After reading this, madam, you will know the identities of the three distinguished guests outside the house."
The beautiful woman heard the old housekeeper's words and replied angrily.
"Mysterious."
Immediately, the beautiful woman frowned slightly and looked down at the exquisite greeting card in her hand, and casually opened the cover of the greeting card.
When the beautiful woman saw clearly the content on the greeting card, she suddenly stood up from the stone bench.
Her beautiful eyes stared closely at the content on the greeting card, and her charming and pretty face showed clearly visible excitement.
The beautiful woman murmured softly to herself and quickly raised her head to look at the old housekeeper.
"Old Tao, where is Shu'er? Where is Shu'er? Where is she now?"
The old housekeeper looked at the uncontrollable excitement on the beautiful woman's face and pointed directly in the direction of the door.
"Madam, eldest lady, uncle, and young master are waiting outside the gate of our house."
"Quickly lead the way, quicky lead the way, I will go to see them right away."
"Madam, wait a minute."
"What's wrong?"
The old butler raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the martial arts arena, pouted his lips, and sighed helplessly.
"Madam, what should I do over there?"
When the beautiful woman heard the old housekeeper's reminder, her mature and charming body suddenly trembled, and the excitement on her beautiful face couldn't help but lighten a bit.
She held up the greeting card in her hand again and looked at it for a moment, with a hint of sadness in her beautiful eyes like autumn water.
"Old...Old Tao."
"Ma'am, tell me."
"Do you think the master will meet Shu'er and the others this time?"
The old housekeeper let out a silent sigh, turned around and looked towards the martial arts arena.
"Madam, I don't know if I will meet the eldest lady, uncle, young master and the three of them.
That's why I didn't dare to go see the master directly with the invitation, but came to your place, madam.
I just want to hear what you think, madam, and what to do?"
"My wife...I don't know what to do for a moment."
"Well, how about I send the invitation directly to the master?"
"It's not like you don't know that old stubborn old Tao has a bad temper. After seeing the greetings from Shu'er and the others, he will most likely be the same as before.
Wait, wait, let me think about it again and see if there is any good way."
"Yes, I understand."
Just as the master and servant were discussing how to deal with the invitation, the figure dancing the sword on the martial arts field gradually stopped.
He put away the long sword in his hand and walked towards the pavilion with steady and powerful steps.
"Madam, I'm a little thirsty. Please pour me a cup of herbal tea to quench my thirst."
When the beautiful woman heard the visitor's voice, she couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly put the greeting card in her hand into her sleeve.
"I understand, I will pour you some tea right away."
"Hey, Old Tao, why are you here? What's the matter?"
"Uh! Old slave, old slave."
The person holding the long sword was none other than Wenren Xuanhe, the son of Tianjian Wenrenzheng and the father of Wenren Yunshu.
As for the beautiful woman standing by the stone table, drinking tea, she was her first wife, Wenren Yunshu's mother, Liu Yulan.
Wen Renxuanhe placed the long sword in his hand on the stone table, turned around and sat down on the stone bench.
"Old Tao, why are you hesitating? Just say no to what you want to say."
"Reply to the master, old slave, old slave, old slave..."
Tao Ye stopped talking for a long time, and did not say why. He instinctively turned his eyes to the beautiful woman Liu Yulan.
Wen Renxuanhe frowned slightly and followed the old housekeeper's gaze towards his wife.
"lady."
"master."
"What's wrong? Is there something you two want to tell me?"
Liu Yulan had never thought of how to deal with the invitation, but now that she heard Wen Renxuanhe's question, she suddenly didn't know what to do.
She pursed her lips and was silent for a while, then reached out and placed the poured tea in front of Wen Renxuanhe.
Come on, there is nothing you can do anyway.
Let's just break the jar and throw it away.
"Master, I do have a little thing to tell you."
Wen Renxuanhe picked up the tea and took a sip, then raised his head and looked at his wife with a puzzled expression.
"It turns out there is something really going on. Tell me about it. It's just a small matter."
Liu Yulan breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the stone bench next to Wen Renxuanhe gracefully. She gently took out Young Master Liu's invitation from her sleeve and handed it over.
"Hey, sir, you can see for yourself."
Wen Renxuanhe put down his tea cup, leaned forward and took the greeting card from his wife.
After a while.
Wen Renxuanhe's eyes stared straight at the content on the greeting card in his hand, and a hint of undetectable excitement flashed in his eyes.
At the same time, the excitement was mixed with a bit of sadness and pain.
Wen Renxuan folded the greeting card in his hand with trembling arms, the expression on his face kept changing, and the meaning of struggle kept flashing in the depths of his eyes.
Liu Yulan saw the ever-changing expressions on her master's face, and her face showed worry.
"master?"
Wen Renxuan and his brows were furrowed in silence for a moment, then he raised his head and threw the invitation in his hand directly on the stone table.
"No, no, I don't have such a daughter, nor such relatives.
Lao Tao, let them leave."
Liu Yulan looked panicked and hurriedly stood up and walked to Wen Renxuanhe.
"Master, Shu'er is our biological daughter!
What happened back then has now been decades ago.
No matter how angry you are, you should let it go, right?
My daughter, she has come back to apologize to you several times. I beg you, please let them into your home this time.
Master, Shu'er is our biological flesh and blood, don't you feel sorry for her at all?"
"I don't have such an unfilial daughter."
"Master, I beg you."
"Old Tao."
"The old slave is here."
"Send the invitation to them and let them leave."
"Yes, I obey my orders."
When Liu Yulan saw Lao Tao going to get the greeting card, she reached out first and grabbed the greeting card in her hand.
"Master, how could you treat Shu'er like this? She is our daughter.
I have been married to you for decades, and I always regard you as my first priority in matters of importance and business, and I have never disobeyed your wishes.
That's because I know that you, Wen Renxuanhe, are a man who understands justice and principles.
As a woman, I naturally have your say.
But today, I have to say something.
You are too cruel when it comes to your treatment of Shu'er.
Shu'er is not only the flesh of my ten-month pregnancy, but also your flesh and blood, Wenren Xuanhe.
Wen Renxuanhe, you are so cruel.
Feel your conscience and ask, are you worthy of being a father?"
Wen Renxuan stood up suddenly, a trace of anger flashing in his eyes.
"You are so presumptuous."
Liu Yulan raised her neck and glared at Wen Renxuanhe without hesitation.
"Be as bold as you want. Wenren Xuanhe, I will show you the boldness today.
Wen Renxuanhe, our old man told me personally that your sworn brotherhood was not Shuer's fault at all.
The real fault lies with you, Wenren Xuanhe.
That past incident back then, if you hadn't clearly understood the situation and insisted on getting involved, what we heard later would never have happened.
And your sworn brother will naturally not be implicated because of your misdeeds?"
"Me! Madam, what are you talking about?"
"Am I talking nonsense? If you don't believe it, you can go find our old man yourself and ask.
Ask the old man if he ever said this to me back then?"
"I!"
"Wen Renxuanhe, after what happened that year, our old man never blamed Shu'er at all from the beginning.
I didn't even complain about Shu'er in the slightest.
Although our old man is old, he is still clear-sighted.
He knew better than anyone else that the incident was not Shu'er's fault from the beginning to the end.
When Shu'er was helpless, it was the old man, the old lady and the two elders who took Shu'er to Jiangnan.
What happened to you as a father? How did you do it?
Ninety years have passed since the incident, but the incident still lingers on.
He refused to forgive Shu Er and insisted that the cause of that incident was Shu Er's fault.
However, Wen Renxuan and you should ask yourself, were what happened back then really because of Shu'er's fault?
If it's Shu'er's fault, then you can tell me clearly where Shu'er went wrong?"
"you shut up."
"If I say anything wrong, I will naturally shut up.
But what I said was not wrong, why should I shut up?
Decades have passed, and I have been hoping that you can figure it out and stop worrying about what happened back then with Shu'er.
But I was wrong, I thought wrong.
Wenren Xuanhe, even if your heart is just a stone, it should be warmed up."
Wen Renxuanhe gasped in frustration, looking at the aggressive lady in front of him, he instinctively raised his palms.
"Don't say any more."
Liu Yulan's beautiful eyes stared coldly at Wen Renxuanhe, whose face was flushed, and she directly raised her feet and took half a step forward.
"Fight me, I'll fight you as you wish."
Just when the couple was refusing to give in to each other, an old voice came from the sky and echoed in the ears of the three people in the pavilion.
"You bastard, you have lived these decades in vain.
If I had known you were such a bastard, I should have slapped you to death, you bastard."
The three of them were stunned and subconsciously looked outside the pavilion.
"Who...uh huh..."
Before Wen Renxuanhe could finish his sentence, he shot towards the outside of the pavilion like an arrow leaving its string.
Wen Renxuanhe's figure shot out about twenty steps away and landed heavily in the flower bed and rolled several times.
And where he was standing just now, an old man who looked old but full of energy was stroking the snow-white beard on his chin, smiling and looking at Liu Yulan, who was looking at him with dumbfounded eyes.
"Daughter-in-law, long time no see."
"Old... old man?"
"Well, it's Laochan."
After Liu Yulan came to her senses, she hurriedly bowed to the old man.
"My daughter-in-law pays homage to the old man."
"No gifts, no gifts."
"Thank you, old man."
The visitor glanced at Wen Renxuanhe, who was holding his chest and coughing outside the pavilion, and happily sat down on the stone bench.