Chapter 9 Dogs don't understand, don't you understand?
"Little sister, let's go back."
Wei Hu finally reacted and took a few steps to protect Wei Qingqing.
Wei Qingqing grinned in pain when he walked a few steps, and he was bent on protecting himself, and the corners of his eyes were warm.
"Okay." Wei Qingqing ignored the eyes around her, stepped forward and naturally picked up the oiled paper bag on the ground, turned around and said to Wei Hu with a smile: "It's clean inside, let's go back and eat it hot." ”
Wei Hu's eyes were red, he wanted to throw it away, so as to save the little sister from being looked down upon by these people again, but he didn't expect the little sister, who has always been delicate, to be so calm.
Seeing Wei Qingqing smiling at himself, Wei Hu's heart softened, and he was even more determined to protect his little sister!
Yun Niang is a famous prostitute in Beijing, how could she have been directly ignored after being scolded by someone like this?
Seeing Yun Niang's secret displeasure, Yahuan on one side immediately sneered at Wei Qingqing's brothers and sisters: "The Wei family is an official family, why are all the young ladies in the house so despicable?" It's not that my mother is dead and no one has raised her, and even the dirty things on the ground are picked up and stuffed into my mouth, and even our dogs don't eat this dirty thing! ”
"The dog doesn't eat because the dog doesn't understand the smell of Zhumen's wine and meat, and there are frozen bones on the road. Dogs don't understand, and you don't understand either? ”
Wei Qingqing raised her eyes and looked at her coldly.
Yahuan choked in her throat, and wanted to say more, but was stopped by Yun Niang.
Yun Niang had already put away her previous embarrassment, and only looked at Wei Qingqing and said, "What Miss Wei said is that we women have never read many books, and we have been taught today." The second master is still waiting for me to serve, so I won't stay longer, and I will come to the door to apologize to Miss Wei in the future, after all, in the final analysis, you and I are both people who want to serve the second master. ”
Wei Qingqing raised her eyebrows, is Yun Niang comparing herself with her, or does she want to use her own mouth to dream of becoming a concubine of the Guogong Mansion from a prostitute?
No matter what, Wei Qingqing was disdainful: "What the girl said is very true." Presumably, the girl is still busy serving, so I will not stand in the way of the girl's wealth. ”
Everyone present was stunned, but Yun Niang's face turned white in an instant.
Said she was busy ministering...... Is it to compare her with those ninth-rate people who can be rolled by the gentlemen with a few taels of silver in their arms!
However, she is just a prostitute in the end, and she has no way to refute Wei Qingqing's words for a while, especially looking at Wei Qingqing's bright eyebrows and eyes, she can't tell whether she is intentional or unintentional!
When Yun Niang came back to her senses, Wei Qingqing had already left with Wei Hu.
In the private room of Yuxiang Building, the little maid looked at Rong Che, who was sitting by the window and couldn't see clearly in the dark, and was a little worried.
The more angry he is, the calmer he looks, especially now......
"A mere prostitute, dare to climb to you, it seems that the master is still too indulgent of her, according to the minion, it is better to ......" The little guy proposed, but found that before the words were finished, a killing intent struck.
He realized it instantly, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead. How could he have forgotten that this Yun Niang was the late Prime Minister's wife.
"Master, the slave should be damned!"
"That's it."
Rong Che glanced at him lightly, and there was already a voice from Yun Niang asking to see him, and Rong Che only felt that this bustling night was boring.
The little guy looked at his father's cold face, understood, and quietly went out and sent Yun Niang away in a good voice.
Wei Mansion.
After fooling Wei Zhixian, Wei Qingqing lay on the slightly hard bed, but she didn't feel sleepy.
The Assassin tonight...... Who sent it?
Weizhi County, a small county 800 miles away, has not returned to Beijing for many years, and there should be no enemies in Shangjing.
Is it related to the marriage of Second Master Rong?
It is possible that she should have fallen into the sludge and flew up to the branch all of a sudden, which is bound to attract jealousy. Now it seems that the best way is either to ask Rong Che to withdraw from the marriage, or to find a way to get the Wei family out of the current predicament.
She has her own way to deal with the silver, and she still has three thousand taels of capital in her hand, as for Wei Zhixian, this time she entered Beijing to report on her work, according to common sense, she should be promoted.
With the bottom in his heart, Wei Qingqing didn't think about it anymore, the days are still long, and things have to be done slowly.
But as soon as I fell asleep, the endless fire burned, and all the kindness was consumed......
"It's really made of water."
In the middle of the night, Rong Che looked at Wei Qingqing, who was curled up in the quilt and weeping, and a faint banter passed by gently.
"Master, I found the assassin, and he really hid in the Wei Mansion, like a person from the Prime Minister's Mansion." The shadows are in the outer path.
"Prime Minister's Mansion?" Rong Che snorted lightly at the tip of his nose, scolded the idiot, and turned to leave, but as soon as he left, his sleeve was grabbed. He turned around, only to hear Wei Qingqing say two words vaguely, 'robbery'.
Rong Che's long eyes narrowed like a fox, and he raised his hand and took away the three thousand taels of silver tickets that Wei Qingqing had hidden in his chest.
It wasn't until the next day that Wei Qingqing heard the sound of Wei Hu being beaten outside the house, so he rubbed his eyes and half-sat up, but at a glance he caught a glimpse of the blood jade placed at the head of the bed and the note pressed underneath.
'The jade is in the people, the jade is dead! ’
Wei Qingqing chuckled in her heart, and immediately reached out to wipe it on her chest, which was empty......
"Little sister, help me, Daddy is crazy!"
Outside the house, Wei Hu's screams came.
Wei Qingqing collapsed on the bed, looked at the torn and yellowed curtain, and sighed.