Chapter 162: Local tyrants
You must know that in the court, who has been promoted and received the emperor's reward, it is a gust of wind that blows throughout the entire court and the opposition, which means that there is about to be a favored minister, and you have to quickly make friends with it.
In his letter, he clearly said that he was promoted to a higher level and received a lot of rewards, how could no one know?
An Rong looked at Wu Anhou with a questioning little look, she was suspicious of her father's well-informed Cheng DΓΉ.
Hou Ye wanted to touch his forehead when he saw it, such a big thing, he didn't have heard of it, no is nothing.
Hou Ye patted An Rong's head and said, "Your eldest brother, when he comes back, I will help you reprimand him, he doesn't dare to rest on his laurels, let alone be complacent." β
An Rong, "....... β
The crow in one head wandered back and forth, An Rong mourned silently in his heart, eldest brother, little sister can't stand you, if you want to blame Xun Zhi, it's all his fault.
An Rong thought about saying that their brother and sister were messing around, and asked Master Hou to leave it alone, who wanted a maid from outside to come in.
The maid was still holding an envelope in her hand, and Fu said, "Master Hou, Manager Fu asked someone to send an envelope, saying that it was sent by a little boy, and it was written that the four girls had opened it personally." β
Wu Anhou frowned, the Hou Mansion has never encountered such a strange thing for so many years, and he has never heard that the kidnapping will deliver a letter, but no one in the mansion is missing, and this letter is for An Rong.
An Rong looked at the maid blankly, and before she could stretch out her hand, Hou Ye's hand stretched out first.
The maid hurriedly delivered the letter.
Wu Anhou opened the envelope and took out a silver ticket from inside.
A room full of people looked at the silver ticket dumbfounded, how could it be a silver ticket?
Wu Anhou looked at the envelope again, and found that there was indeed only this silver ticket with a denomination of 10,000 taels inside, and there was not a word in it, so he wondered.
"Who gave you the letter?" Hou Ye looked at An Rong and asked.
An Rong was puzzled, how did she know who wrote the letter, and she also sent her 10,000 taels of silver tickets, so much money is given away indiscriminately, it seems that there is only one kind of person, and the nickname seems to be: Tuhao?
In the previous life, there were such local tyrants in Kyoto, she only knew that later the salt merchant family, those doted young masters entered Beijing, in order to show their generosity, they gave more silver than anyone, but it is not now!
She still remembered going shopping with Qingyan and meeting a few fourteen or fifteen-year-old young masters, with food boxes behind them, and those young masters grabbed a handful of gold leaf for her and Qingyan.
also said: I will buy you jewelry, no thanks, I have a lot of money.
An Rong reflected for a moment, and felt that he had a poor and sour breath on him, but Qingyan smiled and said: Such a willful local tyrant is the most cute.
An Rong thought about it, but he didn't feel that he knew such a local tyrant.
Uh, it can't be Xun Zhi, right?
The corners of An Rong's mouth twitched slightly, but he said in the letter that the emperor had rewarded him with a bunch of things, and he wanted to send them to her.
An Rong put a bunch of things in his head together with this silver ticket, as if he couldn't match it, but he insisted that it was okay, and 10,000 taels of silver tickets could buy a lot of things.
An Rong scratched his forehead, and in an instant, he said in a small panic, "That day and my second brother were outside Qiongshan Academy, I met a man wearing a mask, he seemed to have an injured face, and I happened to hear that I had a good medicine to remove scars, and asked me to ask for it, we have never met, how can we give it to him, just say that it is worth 10,000 taels ......." β
Then, it's worth 10,000 taels.
A room of people looked at An Rong blankly, what kind of ointment is so valuable, people can't eat 10,000 taels of medicine in a lifetime, right?
The third lady looked at the 10,000 taels of silver tickets, thinking that what Shen Anbei gave her yesterday, how could it be counted as 2,000 taels, and if she wiped it yesterday, even if she erased a few hundred taels of silver?
The third wife panicked.
What else does Wu Anhou have to say, An Rong has witnesses, how could Wu Anhou suspect that An Rong is a liar.
"This silver ticket?" Wu Anhou is a little dizzy for An Rong to sell medicine at such a sky-high price, no one in Wu'anhou Mansion has never done this, it is detrimental to the family style.
An Rong stretched out his hand and took the silver ticket, revealing a look like a fan of wealth, "Why don't you accept it when you send it to the door, Ming'er will ask the second brother to send someone to send him the ointment." β
It's just a good exchange of courtesy, he was promoted, she got rich, and she got rich, the best of both worlds.
"Do you really want to take this bill?" Wu Anhou looked at An Rong in surprise.
An Rong nodded firmly, without the slightest hesitation.
The third lady said with a smile, "Although it is expensive to buy a box of ointment for 10,000 taels, but people are willing to pay for it, it is a matter of being willing to buy and sell, and An Rong did not force people to buy it, I also used the ointment prepared by An Rong, and the effect is really good, if it heals the scars on people's faces, it is a great thing, but it is not something that money can measure." β
If you can casually spend 10,000 taels to buy a box of ointment, how can your family background be average, even if you are afraid of it, you can't do it.
As soon as the third wife persuaded him like this, Wu Anhou was relieved, and indeed An Rong did not force others to send money, but thinking of the ointment, Wu Anhou was a little moved.
"Old Master Xiao has always wanted to marry you, I mentioned it once I saw him, and now he is annoyed with me, Young Master Xiao's face is injured, why don't you give him a box of ointment, this family affair is officially stopped?" Wu'an Hou said.
The third lady twitched lightly, and since ancient times, the man compensated the woman's losses, why did she get to the Hou Mansion, but the woman compensated the man's losses?
She now regards An Rong as her daughter, how can she tolerate An Rong being wronged?
"Master Hou, even if the Xiao Guogong Mansion is very powerful, there is no reason to rob relatives," the third lady twisted her eyebrows and said.
An Rong nodded again and again, and then asked rhetorically, "Daddy, are you sure that if I send the ointment, the Xiao Guogong Mansion will withdraw from the family?" β
After An Rong finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, it seemed that there was no marriage at all, it was obviously unilateral persecution by the Xiao Guogong Mansion.
Wu Anhou's face was a little embarrassed, Xiao Lao Guogong should not withdraw from his family, he just wanted to be afraid of Xiao Zhan, wasn't he afraid that he would be disfigured, just wait for him to be cured, he was very optimistic about this family matter.
An Rong saw that Hou Ye didn't speak, so he couldn't help but pout, "There is only one box of ointment left, did Daddy say that it was for the silver ticket or for Xiao Laoguogong?" β
An Rong looked at Hou Ye, and couldn't help but snort, asking you to favor Xiao Zhan, so I will give you a problem, see if you treat me as your own daughter.
"Forget it, you can make up your own mind," Wu'an Houtou Avenue said.
The corners of An Rong's mouth curled slightly, and before she could be happy, Hou Ye said, "Go back and make another box for Young Master Xiao Biao." β
After speaking, Wu Anhou saw that there was really nothing else to do, so he stepped out.
Leaving An Rong there, looking at her father's back with a sad little look, her father really still wanted her to marry into the Xiao Guo Mansion!
Coming out of the inner room, An Rong was holding the silver ticket in her hand, she didn't know what to do, this was definitely a windfall, she should have been happy and couldn't close her mouth, but she looked at the purple rope bracelet on her wrist worriedly.
"Still can't take it off?" Shen Anxi asked with a smile.
An Rong nodded, she didn't try seventy or eighty times a day, and she had to drag and pull before going to bed every day.
Shen Anxi stretched out his hand to touch An Rong's bracelet, and wondered, "Isn't it just a bracelet made of rope, and you keep cutting it?" β
An Rong looked at Shen Anxi sadly, with an expression that I was stupid to that extent, Shen Anxi was speechless, as if that stupid person was himself.
Judging from the expression of the fourth sister, I am afraid that all methods have been exhausted, so I have to sigh, "Although it is a bracelet made of rope, it is very beautiful, no worse than Jinyu." β
An Rong was indignant, the problem of the bracelet on this side had not been solved, and the silver ticket was involved, and there were more and more things to do.
Shen Anxi glanced at the bracelet, then looked at An Rong's expression, and secretly covered her mouth and smiled, how could the fourth sister be so unlucky and encounter such a bracelet, and I don't know where it came from.
Afraid that An Rong would be frowning all the time, he diverted the topic and said, "The eldest sister will get married in three days, and the girls outside the house have come to give her makeup, fourth sister, have you prepared makeup?" β
An Rong shook his head.
Shen Anxi also shook her head, this family business came very suddenly, it was too late to embroider needlework, and her needlework was really not good, her body was poor before, and her mother and grandmother were not allowed to touch the heartbreaking things at all.
But if you don't send it, you can't do it, that's the rule.
An Rong saw that she was entangled, and said with a smile, "What's so embarrassing about this, I'm afraid that the needle and thread we embroidered, the big sister may not be able to see it, so it's better to send a hairpin." β
Shen Anxi nodded again and again, she thought the same way.
The two made an appointment to send makeup to Shen Anyun tomorrow.
The two walked around, talked and laughed, and then they reached the fork in the road, and were about to go back to the yard.
In the distance, there was a little maid running out of breath, "Sixth girl, it's not good, the second young master was beaten." β
Shen Anxi looked at the little maid blankly, "What are you talking about, my brother was beaten?" Who beat my brother well? β
An Rong also turned around, looked at the little maid and said, "Yes, the eldest brother and the second brother are together, why was the second brother beaten by someone, what about the eldest brother?" β
The little maid scratched her forehead, she couldn't understand, anyway, the second young master was beaten, "The prince helped the second young master back, the corners of his mouth were blue, and the slave saw it." β
Shen Anxi mentioned it in his heart, he didn't care about anything else, and walked towards Songhe Courtyard with a step, and An Rong naturally wanted to follow.
Before entering the main house, I spared the screen of flowers and birds, and heard the third wife ask, "Brother Bei, who beat your second brother?" β
Shen Anbei stood aside, looking at the bruises on the corners of Shen Anmin's mouth and eyes, feeling that his face was hurting, and he couldn't hide it anyway, so he replied honestly, "It was the prince of Zhuang Wang who beat him." β
An Rong frowned slightly, why did he provoke the prince of Zhuang Wang?
An Rong looked at Shen Anbei's face, ruddy and fair, and she felt surprised when she didn't have anything to do, "Big brother, the second brother was beaten, why didn't you help?" β
Shen Anbei's cheeks were embarrassed, he didn't talk about brotherly righteousness, "It's a fair fight, and the third uncle is also present." β
In a word, the third wife was fried, "Your third uncle is also there?" He just watched your second brother being beaten like this? β
PS: Yesterday there was no pink ~~o(γ_γ)o~~R1152