jdhmnovel Chapter 120 Prayer
Chapter 120 Prayer
Chapter 120 Praying for Blessings
Sheng Lan has been unconscious for three days. Wang Wenzhou has been staying by her bedside, feeling very displeased!
For the past three days, everyone has thought that Sheng Lan is dead and Wang Wenzhou has gone mad!
Wang Wenzhou transformed this room in the gymnasium into a makeshift "sterile room," covering the doors and windows with fur and pasting paper on both sides. Occasionally, Wang Wenzhou would also carry a wine jar and spill wine around.
To people in the Ming Dynasty, Wang Wenzhou was absolutely insane!
Wang Wenhua was arrested on Wang Wenzhou's orders. Because Sheng Lan had not woken up, Wang Wenzhou was not in the mood to deal with other matters, and Wang Wenhua was kept under house arrest in the yamen.
Wang Wenzhou's mother, Madam Yang, was frantic with worry. Her precious son had gone mad! What could she do? Was the Wang family line doomed?
Yang sent Zhang Jiao to deliver medicine and food in order to find out what was going on.
The constables, including Old Wu, stood guard outside the door. Seeing that it was Zhang Jiao, they dared not stop her or pass on a message, so they had no choice but to let Zhang Jiao knock on the door herself.
"Knock knock knock!" Zhang Jiao knocked on the door.
"Who is it?" Wang Wenzhou asked irritably.
“It’s me! Zhang Jiao!” Zhang Jiao said coldly.
"What?" Wang Wenzhou asked.
“When Mother learned that Sheng Lan was injured because of you, she sent me to bring her food and some tonics,” Zhang Jiao replied.
"Put the food container down, I'll go get it later!" Wang Wenzhou was afraid that Zhang Jiao would bring bacteria into the house, so he didn't want her to come in.
"Okay!" Zhang Jiao frowned and put the food box on the ground.
Wang Wenzhou opened the door and went out. He opened the food box and saw that the dishes were quite plentiful.
"Huh? What's this?" Wang Wenzhou picked up the jar, ladled out a bowl of soup, took a sip, and exclaimed, "Damn, it's bitter! What is this stuff?!"
Wang Wenzhou was in a bad mood and found the soup unpalatable, so he casually threw the bowl on the ground.
"Snapped!"
Hearing the sound, Zhang Jiao turned around and frowned deeply. Wang Wenzhou had truly gone mad! He'd even thrown away the thousand-year-old ginseng soup!
"Don't pour it out!" Zhang Jiao quickly stopped Wang Wenzhou when she saw him trying to throw away the entire ginseng soup.
"What's wrong?" Wang Wenzhou asked.
"That's ginseng soup! Mother specially made it for Sheng Lan. It's made with top-quality thousand-year-old ginseng!" Zhang Jiao said with heartache.
"Jiaojiao, remember this: next time you bring soup, make sure it's bone broth, meat broth, or fish broth. Radish soup has no nutritional value whatsoever! At most, it can only provide a little vitamins! Lanlan lost too much blood and needs protein! I'm not talking to you anymore, being uneducated is truly terrifying!" Wang Wenzhou picked up the jar and smashed it on the ground with a "smash."
"You!" Zhang Jiao was furious. She thought Wang Wenzhou was taking his anger out on her.
"Miss Zhang! Please don't be angry!" Old Wu and the others quickly pulled Zhang Jiao back.
Wang Wenzhou pursed his lips, picked up the food box, and went back into the house.
"That's too much!" Zhang Jiao said angrily.
“Miss Zhang, the magistrate has been so angry these past few days that he’s lost his mind. Please don’t be angry,” said Old Wu, the constable.
Wang Qiang nodded and said, "Sister-in-law, don't be angry. I think the young master might have gone mad! The woman inside is probably dead, but the young master just won't let anyone into the house."
"Yes!" Sheng Liang said with a mournful face, feeling wronged. "Yesterday, my father asked me to persuade my uncle to hold my aunt's funeral sooner..." Sheng Liang pointed to the injuries on his face and said helplessly, "Then... my uncle beat me like a madman. These injuries on my face are all from my uncle!"
"What should we do?" Zhang Jiao said calmly.
Wang Qiang thought for a moment and then suggested, "Sister-in-law, I think you should ask the old lady if she has any ideas."
Zhang Jiao nodded; that was the only option.
As darkness fell, more and more people gathered in the open space in front of the stadium.
The people felt very guilty, because if they hadn't fought at the wedding banquet, the murderer wouldn't have taken advantage of the chaos to stab them.
For this reason, many people would bring gifts and kneel in front of the stadium every night to beg for forgiveness from Lord Wang. However, Lord Wang was too heartbroken to show his face.
Moreover, rumors circulated that Lord Wang had gone mad. Upon hearing this news, the people felt even more guilty. Someone said that Lord Wang might be possessed by an evil spirit, which was why he had lost his mind.
Upon learning this, the people immediately spent a large sum of money to invite famous Taoist priests, monks, and sorcerers from all over the country to perform rituals.
In the past two days, regardless of day or night, groups of Taoist priests have been performing exorcisms in front of the stadium.
In the evening, the people of Hanshan would spontaneously gather at the stadium, light candles and incense, and pray for "Madam Zhou" Sheng Lan. Wang Qingtian, don't cry! Wang Qingtian, hold on...
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When Wang Wenzhou's mother, Yang, learned of his condition, she was extremely anxious.
Wang Qiang rushed over to remind her: "Madam, a heart ailment requires a heart remedy. Young Master has gone mad because of Sheng Lan, but I also know that he likes Liu Rushi."
"Another brothel girl!" Madam Yang smiled bitterly, but for the sake of her precious son, she swallowed her pride and invited Liu Rushi to come.
"Miss Liu, I am very pleased to see you. May I ask if Miss Liu is married?" Madam Yang asked kindly, holding Liu Rushi's hand.
Liu Rushi frowned. Yang had talked to her face-to-face for more than two hours, rambling on and on about a lot of nonsense. Now she had finally expressed her feelings.
"Madam, what do you mean by this?" Liu Rushi asked.
“Miss Liu, our Bo Xin is a promising young man who is now the magistrate of Hanshan County. Before long, he will inherit the title of Earl of Xinjian. I wonder if Miss Liu would be willing to marry Bo Xin as a concubine?” Madam Yang asked.
“Hehe…” Liu Rushi sneered, “Madam, I have class now. I’m going to the labor camp for class. Let’s talk another day.”
After Liu Rushi finished speaking, she left in a hurry.
"Hmph!" Madam Yang snorted angrily. "You little hussy from the brothel, our newly established Marquis's mansion has let you in, and you're still not willing? You really don't know what's good for you!"
"Mother, should I go and try to persuade Miss Liu again?" Zhang Jiao asked.
"No need! There are plenty of pretty girls out there! We don't need another brothel girl like her! I'll write a letter to your father right now and tell him to hurry up and arrange Boxin's wedding," Madam Yang said coldly.
Seeing how angry Yang was, Zhang Jiao didn't dare to say anything more and secretly caught up with Liu Rushi.
"Miss Liu, why are you unwilling to marry Wang Wenzhou?" Zhang Jiao asked.
Liu Rushi frowned and asked in return, "Why should I marry Wang Wenzhou?"
Zhang Jiao said calmly, "Although Wang Wenzhou is a bit fat and ugly, he is the magistrate of Hanshan County and will become the Earl of Xinjian in the future. Why don't you want to marry him?"
“Birds of a feather flock together, Zhang Jiao, you and your mother-in-law are really alike!” Liu Rushi said, then walked away without looking back.
Zhang Jiao stood there, dumbfounded, unable to understand why Liu Rushi was unwilling to marry Wang Wenzhou. For a courtesan to marry into a noble family—what a dream for so many girls! Let alone courtesans, even ordinary official families would be eager to have their daughters marry into noble families. The nobility of the Ming Dynasty were hereditary; as long as the Ming Dynasty existed, their descendants would enjoy wealth and honor for generations.
“Miss, I don’t understand either! You don’t want to marry Young Master Xu because he killed Sister Mingxin. But Wang Wenzhou is known as the upright official Wang in the eyes of the people of Hanshan. Why don’t you want to marry him?” Shuiyu asked, pouting.
Liu Rushi thought for a moment and then said, "For a long time, we women have been subservient to men. Women always fantasize about marrying into a wealthy family and then enjoying wealth and luxury. I can support myself. I only want to marry a man I like. I don't need to marry into a wealthy family; I can be a wealthy family myself."