Chapter 118: Get Better

Wen Mingyu said at this time: "Grandfather, it's not impossible to take out my mother's dowry, but the key to the treasury is with my mother." ”

Wen Mingyu's words were obviously forcing Wen Guanbin to let Wan go home.

Wen Guanbin's face was blue for a while, and white for a while.

He never expected that his eldest grandson would threaten him at this time.

Then the matter was not over yet, Wen Zhongcong followed: "Father, the foundation of the He family is thin, not comparable to the Wan family and the Yang family, and her dowry is only three thousand taels combined." ”

Wen Guanbin's face became more and more exciting, but this time Liu was not there, and no one comforted her.

In the end, Wen Guanbin looked at Wen Shuquan, who didn't speak, and said angrily: "What about the third child? What do you have to say? ”

Uncle Wen replied calmly: "The child has no objection, the Lu family's dowry is sufficient. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at them.

It's not Wen Shuquan's, it's Wen Qingzhu's.

Wen Qingzhu lowered his head at this moment, covering his expression.

Outsiders watched, she and calm.

But Wen Qingzhu's heart was lightning and thunder, and he had ten thousand thoughts in his heart, wanting to break Uncle Wen's body into ten thousand pieces!

That's her father!

Mother liked my father for so many years!

Even if she dies in the end, Uncle Wen still has to worry about her dowry!

Hahaha! It's ridiculous!

No matter how stupid Wen Bogui is and how tolerant Wen Jihua is, they are at least thinking about their wives and children!

When I got to Uncle Wen, my wife and children were nothing!

Wen Guanbin was surprised, but soon his face became gloomy again.

Even if the third room can come up with 14,000 taels of silver, the other three rooms all say that there is not enough silver.

Seventy thousand taels of silver is not a lot.

Everyone stopped talking, and Wen Guanbin didn't know where to start.

In the end, they can only break up unhappily.

Wen Qingzhu followed Uncle Wen to Yan Garden.

Uncle Wen called her to the Golden Song Pavilion.

After Uncle Wen sat down, he looked at her quietly: "Your mother's dowry key is in your hand, right?" ”

"Hmm." Wen Qingzhu lowered his head and replied obediently.

Uncle Wen looked at this daughter quietly, he couldn't see through her thoughts.

"Then use your mother's dowry to pay this money, are you okay?"

Wen Qingzhu continued to whisper: "It's all up to my father's arrangement. ”

Uncle Wen was completely silent, he didn't know what Wen Qingzhu was thinking in his heart.

In this case, what should Jiang Yuancheng do over there?

The sound of fingers tapping on the table felt slowly in the room.

After a long, long time, Uncle Wen asked Wen Qingzhu to retreat.

After returning to the East Courtyard, Wen Qingzhu's face was as usual, and he didn't see anything.

But that night, Wen Qingzhu quietly went out with Mother Ye.

They arrived at the foot of Lingyun Mountain, the Fu family's courtyard.

This time, Wen Qingzhu was the carriage arranged by Tian Chong.

When they arrived, Mauber was amazed.

After leading them in, Wen Qingzhu found that Uncle Zhong was actually helping sweep the floor in the house.

"Uncle Zhong?" Wen Qingzhu was stunned.

Uncle Zhong looked up, hurriedly put down the broom in his hand, rushed over, and wanted to bow with tears in his eyes.

"Little Miss!"

Wen Qingzhu held him in time: "What is the politeness of Uncle Zhong!" It's all family! You were also your grandfather's most trusted person! When I was a child, I was spoiled like my own granddaughter, and you are my other maternal grandfather. ”

When she helped Zhongbo up, she noticed that Zhongbo's left trouser tube was empty out of the corner of her eye.

After the two sat down, the empty trouser tube on Zhongbo's left side became more and more obvious.

Seeing Wen Qingzhu staring at his legs, Uncle Zhong lifted his empty trouser tubes, revealing a leg bone made of wood and said, "Little Miss, this is made by Mao Bo for the old slave, so that the old slave can walk and work normally." ”

Wen Qingzhu turned his eyes to look at Mao Bo in the main seat, only to see him waving his hand and smiling: "Miss Wen, don't be surprised, I have made many of these things, and making one for Lao Zhong is nothing." ”

Wen Qingzhu still got up and gave a big salute to Mao Bo seriously: "Thank you Mao Bo!" Qingzhu was grateful. ”

She never thought that Zhongbo would be able to continue walking.

But now Mauber has done it for her.

After sitting down again, Mauber knew they had something to talk about, so he got up and left.

In the house, Wen Qingzhu said to Uncle Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, there is something I have to trouble you now. ”

"Little Miss, please speak." Zhongbo took a deep breath and straightened his expression.

Wen Qingzhu waved his hand and asked Mother Ye to come over with a stack of dowry lists: "These are the shops and Zhuangzi in my mother's name, there are a lot of them inside and outside the city, I will let these Zhuangzi and Zhuangzi be transferred one after another in the name of poor management, and when the time comes, Uncle Zhong will take over and record them in your name." ”

Uncle Zhong was so old-fashioned, he suddenly heard Wen Qingzhu's strangeness: "But the people of the Wen family want to beat Miss Pretending to pay attention?" ”04

"Yes, it's Uncle Wen." Wen Qingzhu said these three words reluctantly.

Uncle Zhong was stunned at first, and then slapped the table angrily: "The master is really like a god!" I guessed that Uncle Wen was really a heartless dog. ”

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu's heart moved, and then asked, "Uncle Zhong means that my grandfather has already guessed that Uncle Wen will move his mother's dowry?" ”

At the mention of his grandfather, Uncle Zhong's expression and affection dimmed: "Yes, my grandfather never agreed to let Miss marry Wen San, a dog, but Miss insisted on marrying, and the master had no choice but to try to help Wen San and let him treat Miss well, if he wasn't worried about Miss's situation in the Wen family, the master would not have rashly stood in line and ended up with no corpse." ”

Wen Qingzhu bit his lower lip, and his heart became heavier and heavier.

What really happened back then?

"Uncle Zhong, what did my grandfather get guilty of back then?" Wen Qingzhu must figure out this matter.

Uncle Zhong was stunned: "Didn't Wen San tell you?" ”

Wen Qingzhu shook his head slowly: "Since his grandfather's accident, his mother will not mention it, let alone mention his grandfather's matter." ”

Zhongbo's face was extremely ugly, and he gritted his teeth forbearingly, clutching his knees with both hands, trying to restrain his anger.

Because he remembered the master's words, even if he didn't like Uncle Wen anymore.

But Wen Shuquan is Wen Qingzhu and Wen Mingxuan's father after all.

Thinking of the master's deathbed entrustment, Uncle Zhong could only endure and endure.

In the end, his face finally slowly returned to calm, and he turned his head to Wen Qingzhu and said quietly: "The master's crime is to murder the prince, the evidence is conclusive, and it was at the request of Empress Zheng that he was able to avoid the nine clans, although the lord does not have the so-called nine clans." ”

Hearing this, Wen Qingzhu remembered the spiritual position of the ancestral hall.

All of them are surnamed Xue's spiritual positions, and his grandfather did not have nine clans, but he left the Xue family incognito.

Uncle Zhong next to him continued, and his tone began to become excited: "Empress Zheng finally pleaded for mercy, and originally only planned to sentence her to exile, but Wen San, a dog, fabricated a lot of evidence for his future, took the initiative to report the master, and let the master count the crimes together, and finally was sentenced to Ling Chi!" Obviously, the old man can save his life, all because of Wen San! ”

"I'm sorry." Wen Qingzhu lowered his head, his mood was very low.

Although she had roughly guessed this truth, when she heard the old people around her grandfather talk about it, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart.

It turns out that the source of all tragedies is because of Uncle Wen!

"Miss! I'm sorry! It's the old slave who is excited! Uncle Zhong hurriedly calmed down, secretly regretting that he shouldn't have told Wen Qingzhu.

Wen Qingzhu raised his head and said with a warm smile: "Uncle Zhong doesn't have to worry about me, Uncle Wen is all the father of me and Xuan'er, yes, but he indirectly harmed his mother and grandfather, and now he still wants to beat his mother's dowry, this kind of father is not as good as not." ”

Listening to Wen Qingzhu's words, Uncle Zhong's heart was very uncomfortable: "Miss." ”

Wen Qingzhu comforted him in turn: "Uncle Zhong doesn't have to worry about me, in a few days, you can buy a safe and suitable house, and we will connect there when the time comes." ”

After explaining the next series of things, Wen Qingzhu reluctantly left the courtyard.

Early the next morning, Wen Qingzhu went to Fushoutang to visit Liu.

At this time, maybe it should be time for Liu to wake up.

Wen Guanbin's handling of silver money is too old-fashioned.

The most important thing is that Wen Qingzhu knows very well that the Liu family knows how much silver there is in each room.

When she arrived at the door of Liu's room, she saw Wen Qingxin unexpectedly.

However, to Wen Qingzhu's surprise, Wen Qingfang was not here.

"Seventh Sister." Wen Qingxin nodded and said hello.

Wen Qingzhu walked in with the peony: "Sister Eleventh has worked hard, you go to rest first, and I'll take care of my grandmother." ”

"Okay." Wen Qingxin left the bedroom with the help of Baixiang.

Wen Qingzhu walked in, and Songyan and Feiyan were feeding Liu's medicine.

After going in and sitting down, she opened her mouth and asked Songyan, "How is Grandmother doing?" ”

"It's much better, sometimes the lips and fingers can still move, but they just haven't completely woken up, Dr. Song said that he should recuperate for a while, and when the bruise on the back of the old lady's head melts, he can wake up then."

"Hmm." Wen Qingzhu nodded, quietly waiting for them to finish feeding the potion.

Feiyan got up and cleaned up the medicine bowl, sorted out the things, and sent them out.

Wen Qingzhu walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and began to take Liu's pulse.

After reading it, Wen Qingzhu found that Liu's condition had recovered quite well.

In seven days at most, Liu will definitely wake up.

But now that Uncle Wen is already testing her, she can't wait so comfortably.

"By the way, Songyan, you go and change the incense, I see that the incense in the incense burner is about to run out." Wen Qingzhu glanced outside and reminded him.

"Oh, yes, yes, the slaves have forgotten." Songyan hurriedly got up and walked outside.

Wen Qingzhu looked at Liu and said softly, "Grandmother, you have to get better quickly." ”

At the signal of her eyes, Peony took out a pill and stuffed it into Liu's mouth, making her swallow it.

After a while, pine smoke came back with incense.

Wen Qingzhu said to her: "Grandmother's situation has improved a lot, Dr. Song's recipe is a bit conservative, I wrote a new recipe, you can eat it for grandmother for two days today." ”

"Yes." Songyan nodded and took the prescription handed over by Peony.

It just so happened that at this time, Fei Yan came in with a basin of water.

Wen Qingzhu got up and moved out of the way: "Scrub your grandmother, I'll wait until the afternoon to come and have a look." ”

"Miss Seven, walk slowly." Pine smoke must not be blessed at the same time.

When Wen Qingzhu left, Feiyan stared at the paper in Songyan's hand and said, "Is this what Miss Seven gave?" ”

Songyan spread it out and looked at it, nodded and said, "Yes, Miss Seven said that she wrote a new recipe, which is good for the old lady, let me try it for the old lady." ”

"Oh, that's right." Feiyan looked at the prescription in Songyan's hand and nodded slowly.