Purple Snow Condensed Smoke

Chapter 1767: A Premonition (8)

Chapter 1767: Chapter 1767: A Premonition (8)


Wei Yao looked at her younger brother with a puzzled gaze.


Wei Jun, however, blinked at her innocently.


"It’s one thing to say these words in front of your mother and me, but do not speak them in front of outsiders." Wei Bingcen reminded his son.


He was a concubine’s son, his mother from the Wang Family was just one of the many concubines of the Wei Family patriarch. However, Aunt Wang was fortunate to be the only concubine who bore a son.


Although the Wei Family patriarch had many women, he had few descendants, only one legitimate eldest son, Wei Bingyi, and then a concubine’s son, Wei Bingcen.


Aunt Wang was a very clever woman, knowing it’s not easy for concubine’s sons to survive, so she constantly taught her son to keep a low profile and not to fight or vie, thus avoiding the suppression by the main wife.


Therefore, despite the resentment, the habit formed over the years was to be cautious and discreet.


"Little brother is quite clever." Wei Yao raised an eyebrow slightly, "He surely won’t talk recklessly." Pausing for a moment, "I originally thought of sending him to the village, you know, where Xinxin runs the school, they learn so much there, and each of the tutors is excellent..." Suddenly, she sighed, "But now... we’ve lost face."


Wei Bingcen also didn’t know how to comfort his daughter.


"Alright, stop blaming everything on this matter, we should be content." Wei Zhangshi spoke up, "These years, although we haven’t lived in the main family house and our lifestyle outside isn’t as good, we’ve lived freely and haven’t restricted you all... In business, which family doesn’t have some underhanded tactics? You must get used to it..."


Wei Yao could only sigh and remain silent.


Wei Jun glanced at Wei Bingcen, hesitating to speak.


"Speak your mind, we are family and must work together to move forward steadily." Wei Bingcen looked at his son.


"Father, although I haven’t interacted much with that sister Xinxin, I somewhat understand her temperament." Wei Jun touched his chin, "She’s definitely not someone who would silently accept a loss."


Wei Yao’s eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously, "Definitely."


"What do you mean..." Wei Bingcen frowned.


"Just watch, I have a feeling that if we continue like this, unless she never finds out, once she does, our Wei Family will certainly suffer." Wei Jun’s eyes flashed, "Don’t think that our granduncle becoming a fifth-rank official is impressive, there are much higher positions out there..."


Wei Bingcen frowned, looking at his son thoughtfully.


The Wei Family is considered a family with a history of over a hundred years, having produced an imperial embroidery maid in the past, mainly running the Embroidery Village.


The Wei Mansion is very large, with seven courtyards from front to back, considered a big household in the Prefectural City, and the entire mansion is beautifully constructed with pavilions, terraces, and elaborately decorated woodwork.


Wei Zhangshi took Wei Yao directly to the backyard, even if they don’t return often, they have their own courtyard and should go to pay respects to the matriarch.


Meanwhile, Wei Bingcen took his son Wei Jun to the study, as was requested by Wei Bingyi, who wanted to see him as soon as he returned.


"Uncle." Wei Jun saluted Wei Bingyi properly.


Wei Bingyi didn’t favor this nephew, why? Because Wei Jun was the eldest grandson and outshone his own legitimate son’s position, but he still had to put on a pretense: "Hmm, go pay your respects to your grandfather and grandmother."


Wei Jun respectfully acknowledged, then winked at his father before withdrawing.