Chapter 18 — My sister changed her concubine, I was reborn to reclaim my fate

When leaving, the monk in the hermitage only said one sentence: "This lady's thoughts are too heavy, she has been copying sutras for half a month without being able to copy a single word into her heart." The mother named Lieu took the things away and left a sentence before leaving.

"Uyen Nhu said he had returned to his old hometown. He told me to thank the Young Lady for giving him a way to live."

When Mama Trieu conveyed that message to me, her expression clearly showed disbelief.

"Miss, do you believe he's really gone?"

"It doesn't matter whether it goes or not, what's important is that it won't be able to return to the capital anymore."

Before returning to Giang Nam, Luc Hoai An gave instructions at several gates entering and exiting the capital. Lieu Uyen Nhu's name has been recorded. She will not be able to enter the city gate. Is this the end of this story? Almost the same. But there is still one person... Not yet closed. After Co Chinh Vien was dismissed, he was placed under house arrest pending trial. The conclusion of Do Sat Vien's investigation is also available. Forging documents, embezzling the deceased wife's dowry, violating the marriage contract. According to the law, how to judge something will be handled by the dentist. What we care about is not the verdict. Which is another matter. I went to the Co Palace. The main gate is not closed. Even the gatekeeper is gone. The red silk strips in the yard had not yet been removed, they were still hanging on the hallway pillars, swaying in the wind. A few months ago, this place still had bright flower lights. Now it's cold and deserted. Father sat on the grand master's chair in the main hall, with a jar of wine in front of him. Seeing me enter, he paused for a moment then raised his wine glass and took a sip.

"I'm here."

"Come to see me laugh?"

"I came to clarify a few things to you."

He waved his hand.

"First, mother's dowry has all returned to me. Three thousand acres of good fields, two shops, jewelry, brocade, not a single thing is missing."

He said nothing.

"Second, I asked Cong Tam Thuc to correct the family tree. It says Co Niem Khanh, the eldest daughter."

His hand holding the cup of wine trembled slightly.

"Third, I will not cut ties with the Co family. You are my father, that cannot be changed. But from today onwards, I will not take care of the Co family's affairs, and I will not take care of your affairs either."

"Take care of yourself."

He put down the wine cup and raised his head to look at me. There were all kinds of emotions in those eyes. There is regret. There is unwillingness. There is also a little bit of emotion... But he has never shown it before. It's too late.

"Nem Khanh."

"My mother..."

"Is she well?"

That question... It's so ridiculous. Mother passed away three years ago. Yet he asked... Is she okay?

"If people in heaven could see..."

"Then you probably won't be healthy."

I turned around and left. When stepping out of the gate of the Co Palace, the setting sun just covered the end of the long street. I stood still for a moment. Then step onto the carriage still waiting outside the gate. Never look back again. After returning to the Hau palace, life suddenly became extremely quiet. No one comes to cause trouble anymore. No one comes to make up lies anymore. Trieu ma ma said it was called "bi chi tai lai". As for me, I just see... It's simply that the things that need to be resolved have already been resolved. Half a month later, a letter was sent from Jiangnan. It is a letter written by my grandfather's own hand. On the letter were written three stories. First, the Luc family has completely arranged the entire list of mother's old dowry. The original is kept at the Luc family's palace, and the copy is sent to me for safekeeping. Second, my maternal grandfather has prepared a part of his inheritance in Jiangnan for me, including two brocade shops and a tea garden, as an additional dowry that the Luc family has for his maternal granddaughter. Third, is the last line of the letter.

"If Minh Chau was still alive, he would be very relieved."

When Trieu ma ma saw those words, she cried again. I don't cry. The days of crying... are over. That night, it was rare for Tham Hoai Du to return to the hospital very early. He brought a chair to the hallway and sat down, holding a jar of wine in his hand. I sat down next to him.

"Is everything done?"

"Almost done."

"I have already asked about the tea ball that your grandmother gave you. It is located on the banks of West Lake, a very beautiful location."

"Why are you asking about that?"

He took a sip of wine.

"If you get bored in the capital in the future, you can go stay there for a while."

"Are you going?"

He turned to look at me.

"If you tell me to go, I'll go."

I don't answer. The moon is very bright. The wind is also nice.