Chapter 13: Three Years After Rebirth
Luo Yi wanted to ask him directly, "Why are you hurting me!" But she clenched her left hand and held back, and was silent for a long time before she spoke: "That's a private matter of the people's daughter, and there is nothing to say!" ”
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There are still a lot of things to deal with, if it weren't for Qin Duyu's martial arts skills, and she was not weaker than her, she really wanted to take revenge directly!
Forget it, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge!
I'm a gentleman, you wait!
Seeing Luo Yi cross the threshold of the lobby, Qin Duyu retracted his gaze, he was really a little out of shape today, but he was the daughter of a merchant...... The daughter of a merchant?
He had already turned his body and turned around again, what is the surname of Liubao Zhai? It seems to be Luo!
Could it be that she is the married woman of the Luo family!
Thinking of this, he narrowed his eyes! What a coincidence, what a coincidence!
Luo Yi quickly walked out onto the street, and at this time it was already bright lights, and she had an indescribable complicated feeling in her heart.
It is happy to get rid of the Yuan family, it is hatred to see the enemy, and it is sad to reunite with the lover!
With these thoughts in her heart, she didn't even take a car and walked straight in the direction of Yuan's house.
From the state government to Yuan's house, you need to pass through an old street, it is summer at this time, and at night there are stalls full of snacks, and people sit behind the stalls in twos and threes talking and laughing.
Although Luo Yi was unintentional, he still clearly heard people's discussions, "I can't imagine that the young grandmother of the Yuan family is still a virgin/child, and this is the same as if she leaves, she can marry again!" ”
"That's not easy to say, the Luo family is not as good as a year now, and those young ladies are also going to get married when they grow up, where is there so much dowry for this one!"
"Even if the Luo family is rich, how can they treat the divorced woman well?"
"That's it, but isn't her own dowry a lot?"
"Haven't you heard that her dowry is taken? Tsk......"
A burst of aroma hit, Luo Yi suddenly felt hungry, stopped and looked to the side, only to see that it was a small stall selling Yangchun noodles, Yangchun noodles? I feel like I only ate it a few days ago, but it's the same thing I once did.
She walked over and sat down, and saw the stall owner come to ask, and when she asked about her preferences, she turned around and kneaded the dough, and Luo Yi glanced at the people who were still talking about the stall next door.
Under the cover of the night, coupled with the fact that many people were listening to the rumors, not many people really saw her, so although Luo Yi was next door, those people didn't know it.
"Do you know who you are friends with Miss Luo?"
"I heard that it's a person surnamed Zhao?"
"Huh! Don't be surprised when you say it, that's Zhao Zhiqian, the champion of this Spring Festival! ”
"What?"
What the? Luo Yi was shocked on the ground, she didn't move for a long time, and the voices of those people could no longer be heard, she just repeated that sentence in her heart, that was Zhao Zhiqian, the champion of this Spring Festival!
Spring? The champion of Chunyu is not Liu Bingyuan, he has already announced it to the world, Qin Duyu told her that although Liu Bingyuan is only eight years old, his character is very bad, this is impossible to change!
After a long time, the stall owner brought up Yangchun noodles, which were covered with thick coriander, which Luo Yi loved to eat, and specially told him to put more of them.
"Guest, guest!" The stall owner called no less than ten times, and Luo Yi came back to his senses.
Nodding stiffly, she picked up a pair of chopsticks in the chopstick cage, and a question suddenly rose in her heart, stopping the stall owner who turned around.
"Master, please ask, what year is Liu Bingyuan?"
The stall owner turned around and grinned, "Girl, you're really right, that Liu Zhuangyuan is my family, and my surname is Liu!" ”
Luo Yi's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he looked at him nervously, as if he was infected by Luo Yi, the stall owner closed his mouth and said, "He was the champion three years ago!" ”
After that, he turned around and continued to work!
Three years ago? Three years ago!
Is this still three years later?
Luo Yi looked at the Yangchun noodles in front of him and no longer had any appetite, took out a few copper coins from the sachet and put them on the table before getting up and leaving.
Before walking past the stall next door, she didn't forget to confirm that the cuffs of the person who was spitting were embroidered with the word "Qin", and it was indeed sent by Qin Duyu.
But where did he do this? Oh yes, if Zhao Zhiqian is the champion, then he must be the target of King Jin's wooing, how could Qin Duyu not act actively as his minion.
No wonder he heard that he would look at him like that when he met Zhao Zhiqian in private, in fact, he regarded himself as Zhao Zhiqian's friend!
Hum! It's good that he can pay attention to himself, so that he has a chance to avenge himself!
Now that today's matter with the Yuan family has come to an end, and he will leave tonight, thinking of this, Luo Yi sped up!
Yuan Mansion, Fuxiang Courtyard, Old Madam Yuan looked at Mrs. Yuan who was crying and crying, and Yuan Tongzhi, who was annoyed, and shook her head.
"You say I can live a few days, can you let me live a good life for a few days, ah?"
Yuan Tongzhi was the most filial, so he hurriedly responded at this time: "Mother, this matter is over, let Luo Yi go back to her parents' house, and marry a good one for Kang'er!" ”
Yuan Tongzhi was also very angry in his heart, but Old Madam Yuan was old, and he really didn't want her to be angry, so he forced her anger to persuade him, and then turned his head to look at Mrs. Yuan and whispered word by word: "Get out quickly!" ”
Mrs. Yuan also had a hardship at this time, Xiao Zhizhou sentenced her to peace, and asked Luo Yi to return to Luo's house with the dowry, which means that she wanted to return the 60,000 taels of silver to Luo Yi, but where did she have the silver to return to her?
Since Luo Yi married into the Yuan family, the Yuan Mansion has taken on a new look from the inside out, and Mrs. Yuan has added more servants, hired more nurses, and even hired four more cooks.
It's all small money, and she can't even remember the money she has lent to her mother's family, and now she wants to pay it back, who will she go to?
His younger brother and daughter-in-law are the most stingy, how can they take out the money in their hands, and there are many family affairs in these years, and it is estimated that there is not much left.
Thinking of this, she was so confused, today in the state government can be regarded as tearing her face with Luo Yi, and on the way back, Yuan Tongzhi has already told her that Zhao Zhiqian is the champion of this Spring Festival, the champion!
Therefore, the Qin sent the big man to protect Luo Yi, and the order had already come down, and Yuan Tongzhi couldn't go to accommodate Xiao Zhizhou.
The hard ones definitely won't work, the soft ones? Mrs. Yuan shook her head in discouragement, she couldn't be softer, she insulted Luo Yi like that in the state hall, she wouldn't want the dowry unless she was a fool!
Now it seems that it can only be tricked! Mrs. Yuan suddenly wiped away her tears and looked at Mrs. Yuan, "Mother, Luo Yi's stinky girl must have given all the dowry to Zhao Zhiqian, but now she is accusing me of taking ......."
Old Madam Yuan took out a piece of paper and slapped it on the small table with a "snap", "See for yourself!" ”
Mrs. Yuan picked it up strangely and looked at it, and soon an extremely shocked expression appeared on her face.
"It's fake...... Fake, Mother! She hurriedly explained, and Old Madam Yuan interrupted her with a wave of her hand, "Are those debts fake?" Or is that mudra fake? Do you really think I'm an old fool? ”