When Wen Wan was blocked by Mrs. Shangshu, the sky was already dark. Fortunately, Mrs. Shangshu only brought one maidservant, if she brought two more people, it is estimated that Wen Wan would directly let Lin Xiaosi throw it out.

There are a lot of good bandits around Wen Wan, and they are all trained.

Don't look at Lin Xiaosi as a thin guy, but when it comes to fighting, maybe seven or eight people can't beat him.

"What are you doing with me?" Wen Wan looked at the woman opposite with a look of disgust. She is not the kind of face blind that Rong Bai has, and the person who has been in front of her eyes, as long as her sense of existence is not low, she can often remember it for a long time.

According to the last experience, this woman's sense of existence is really not low.

"Mrs. Wen likes to receive guests in this kind of place, and Mrs. Ben doesn't want to be in this kind of place. "The lady on the other side looked left and right, and it was on the street.

Although the place where the curfew in the capital is not included in the place where the Qianjin Pavilion is located, how can a woman from a big family stand on the street and talk.

"My wife and I don't have anything unsavory to talk about. Wen Wan shrugged, and then walked past the woman: "Of course, those unsightly words, please don't tell me." ”

"Wen Wan!

Before Qiaodie could hold it, the woman tore off the clothes behind Wen Wan's back. As a result, in the end, it was the two scary that froze.

Wen Wan turned around and glanced at the rag in the woman's hand: "Lin Xiaosi, offer." ”

Yes?

"Cicada wing silk, as the name suggests, is as thin as cicada wings and has a texture like silk. When Mrs. Shangshu was still stunned, Lin Xiaosi, who was standing on the outermost periphery, really made an offer: "Nowadays, the output of cicada wing silk is very small, and most of them are treasures that enter the palace. ”

After a pause, Lin Xiaosi continued: "High-grade cicada wing silk, five hundred taels of silver each." ”

Mrs. Shangshu grinded her teeth, and the typical lion opened her mouth.

"The cicada wing silk on the lady's body, cutting, making, and even the edging embroidery, are all works of famous craftsmen, and ordinary people can never buy them. It should have been priceless, but now that the lady has torn this garment, she will have to pay at least two thousand taels. ”

"Are you robbing money!"

Mrs. Shangshu, who couldn't help it, shouted sharply.

A piece of clothing, two thousand taels of silver, the price is close to the princess's life clothes. How is this possible: "I see, you lowly businessmen, just want the lion to open your mouth and blackmail me! Don't you see who Mrs. Ben is!"

"Slander you?" Wen Wan looked up and down at the crazy woman: "From top to bottom, where is there anything worthy of me slandering you?"

At night in the capital, it is more lively than the Tongzhou capital, even if the weather is cold, it can't stop those wealthy people from having fun. No, there were already four or five wagons around.

Wen Wan's words pierced her heart, she, no, the clothes on all the high-level executives of Linjiang Group are definitely not something that ordinary people can afford to wear.

Moreover, compared with Rong Bai, the gentle accessories are much more professional than Rong Bai. Whether on the head or on the body, the accessories everywhere are extremely elegant, and there is also a prominent word, expensive!

Comparatively speaking, Mrs. Shangshu is much more shabby.

Compared with other books, the sense of existence of the Ministry of Rites is not high. There is almost no income other than the normal income. The remaining source of income in the house is the Zhuangzi who was married by Mrs. Shangshu. It's still after people straighten it up.

But even so, it can't resist the squandering of Mrs. Shangshu's temper.

"You, do you know, the next words, I said, where is your face!" After being overdone, Mrs. Shangshu regained some reason.

Wen Wan hugged her arms: "Face, I'm just a businessman, what kind of face do you want." But Madame, you are the lady of the Ministry of Rites, and if you don't go home, you stand on this street, quarrel with me, and you are not afraid of losing your face. ”

When Wen Wan said the words Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, she deliberately raised her voice, so that the people who were watching the excitement here could hear the identity of the other party.

"You, you. The woman pointed to her gentle hand and trembled: "I tell you, as long as I live, as long as the minister is still the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, you don't want to enter the door of our house!"

Regarding the woman's hysteria, Wen Wan plucked her ears indifferently: "Entering the door, that's not a good idea, as for the Ministry of Rites, I really have something to find him." ”

When he said this, his gentle face sank: "Lord Shangshu, who spoiled the concubine and killed his wife, and straightened the concubine's room, now he actually connived at his wife, blocked the way of other women home, and tore through the clothes worth thousands of gold. ”

At this time, the other party couldn't say a word.

Gentlely, she took off her coat. The coat, which was as thin as a cicada's wings, was almost completely transparent when it was really taken off. At this moment, the lady froze.

It's not like she's never seen this kind of clothes.

Didn't the crown princess be given a similar set of clothes by His Majesty at the beginning? At that time, I didn't think that this was cicada wing silk!

"The bill of two thousand taels of silver, I will send it to Shangshu Mansion together with the cicada-wing silk clothes. Madame should go back and explain to Lord Shangshu about the destruction of clothes for no reason. ”

After speaking, Wen Wan took Lin Xiaosi and left in the car.

"What should I do?" was blown by the night wind, and Mrs. Shangshu calmed down. Did you just say something you couldn't say?

Qiao Die, who was standing beside Mrs. Shangshu, was no longer powerless to save this person. She is a servant girl with means, who can help her master manage the back house and compete for favor, but the premise of all this is that the master cannot be stupid.

If only the master he followed was the fourth princess.

Qiaodie thought about this more than once. The person in front of him has a beautiful appearance and a heart higher than the sky. But when you really get along, people are surprisingly stupid.

The woman named Wen Wan knew at a glance that she was a shrewd person. This kind of person, how can he deal with it head-on. Especially on the street, Qiaodie can even imagine that from tomorrow onwards, the entire capital will be rumored that Mrs. Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites is rude.

"Qiaodie, you can give me an idea. Madame Shangshu looked at the maid with tears in her eyes.

Almost all the people who watched the excitement were gone, and there was only one carriage left in the end. While Mrs. Shangshu was panicking, the curtain of the carriage was lifted.

The man sitting in the carriage, dressed in a black brocade robe, was half-lying on a chair. There is a cool smile on the handsome face, as if it will hook the soul.

"If Madame has no choice, go back to Lord Shangshu. The man spoke, and his voice was clear and cool, like the night wind, which instantly brought the woman back to her senses.

"Madame?" Qiaodie's heart jumped.

"Don't care, sir, how can I get through this?" Mrs. Shangshu was already sick and rushed to the doctor.