Chapter Eighty-Nine: Heart Disease Is Hard to Treat

Wen Qiankang's face was pale and stunned, sitting in the hall, and Jiang Shi sat on the other side, secretly wiping his tears.

Father Wen Zhenmeng sent a letter, to withdraw from the marriage, and also reprimanded Wen Qiankang in the letter, in the past, such a situation, Wen Qiankang will choose to endure, so many years, he has been used to it, the relationship between his father and his cousin is close, even the scholars in Suzhou know, but what he didn't expect is that the marriage can also be decided by the cousin.

Uncle Wen Zhenheng supported him without hesitation this time, which is equivalent to reprimanding Yao Ximeng in his eyes and asking Yao Ximeng to respect himself, in terms of age, Yao Ximeng is older than Wen Zhenheng, it is said that Wen Zhenheng should not say that, he may not be able to stand it, or he is too angry. It's a pity that Wen Zhenheng's anger ended like this.

Wen Zhenheng wrote the letter, Wen Qiankang knew, and explained the reason in detail, it is said that his father should be able to make the right decision when he saw this letter, but the letter Wen Qiankang received still supported Yao Ximeng's opinion.

Wen Qiankang has not been an official, he has been taking care of the affairs of the family for many years, as the eldest son of the eldest son, he works hard to maintain this family, in his memory, he hardly feels any father's love, and his father left him except for strictness, that is, he comes and goes in a hurry, and it is precisely for this reason that Wen Qiankang can feel the coldness of the situation and know how to deal with people.

Wen Qiankang and Zheng Fugui can talk, and their impression of Zheng Xunrui is also very good, feeling that this young man is relaxed, although he is only sixteen years old, he is mature in his gestures, there is no arrogance of young people, and he is polite to his elders, but he is not that kind of foolishness, he can see it from his attitude towards Yao Ximeng.

With Wen Qiankang's life experience, he believes that a young man like Zheng Xunrui will have great achievements in the future, and I am afraid that the Wen family's future reliance will be on this Zheng Xunrui, so from the bottom of his heart, he is 100% satisfied with this marriage.

The things in the family are not clear in a sentence or two, but Wen Qiankang, who has been suppressed, knows that there is a problem in it, probably because his father reads too much, he doesn't seem to be very down-to-earth, and he always feels like floating in mid-air.

Wen Qiankang is also a reader, but he always can't blend into the Suzhou readers, he thinks that the vast majority of readers in Suzhou, have this bad trend, as if reading is great, everything is great, don't care about anything, as long as you can maintain the arrogance of the reader, the rest are small things, it doesn't matter if you are informal, many readers don't actually care about family affairs, to the restaurant and the Qinglou is very frequent, just say that Zhang Pu and others, who are appreciated by his father, must go to the Qinhuai River every time they arrive in Nanjing, And when he came back, he boasted about his demeanor in the Qinhuai River, which is incomprehensible in the eyes of ordinary people.

This is probably the difference between a scholar and an ordinary person.

However, when he saw Zheng Xunrui, Wen Qiankang didn't feel like this, what he felt from Zheng Xunrui was real, which may have a certain relationship with Zheng Fugui, Wen Qiankang believes that this is the person who really lives a life, not those who put their family and country all day long on their lips, to the point of not eating the fireworks of the world.

It's a pity that his understanding and decision can't withstand a letter from his father, and he can't survive his cousin's decision.

"Lady, it's all my incompetence, I can't call the shots in this family's affairs, and I've wronged you for so many years."

Jiang wiped away his tears and spoke quite calmly.

"Xianggong, the slave family won't blame you, it's just that if this kind of thing is spread, it will have an impact on Manshan, and what the slave family thinks of is their daughter."

Wen Qiankang sighed heavily, it should be said that returning the bride price has a certain impact on Wen Manshan, but it has a greater impact on Zheng Xunrui, Wen Qiankang can't imagine what kind of feelings Zheng Fugui and Zheng Xunrui will feel after receiving the returned bride price, and after Zheng Xunrui starts the New Year, he will go to Beijing to participate in the conference examination and the palace examination, if he is really named on the gold list, he will become the enemy of his father and cousin, any young man, it is impossible to endure such humiliation, according to Zheng Xunrui's ability, My father and cousin are not opponents.

The most important thing is that this marriage was first proposed by the Wen family, and after others agreed, they came with the bride price, but the Wen family repented, which is tantamount to publicly humiliating others, no matter what angle you explain, it doesn't make sense.

Wen Qiankang vaguely felt terrible, the dialogue between Yao Ximeng and Zheng Xunrui, his uncle was all high to him, from the analysis of these conversations, Wen Qiankang felt that although Zheng Xunrui was not very old, he seemed to surpass Yao Ximeng in terms of experience, the two were really officials in the court, and Yao Ximeng was by no means Zheng Xunrui's opponent.

Don't underestimate the wisdom of the people, which is the most easily overlooked by scholars and scholars.

"My daughter is still young, she won't know these things, and the impact won't be too big, what I'm worried about is Qingyang, the Wen family's approach this time is contrary to common sense, that is, to publicly humiliate Qingyang, Qingyang is a young man's wisdom, and he is definitely not an ordinary person, the Wen family offended Qingyang, I'm afraid it is to set up a sworn enemy."

Jiang looked at Wen Qiankang, when is it, Xianggong still thinks of the family.

"Xianggong, let's think about how to explain it to my daughter, you also know your daughter's temper, and the slave family doesn't know how to say it."

Wen Qiankang was stunned for a moment, and his face became even more unsightly.

Wen Manshan is very free at home, and it is by no means the appearance of everyone's ladies as ordinary people imagine, because her grandfather Wen Zhenmeng is too loving, so that Wen Manshan's character has become a little strong, and she does most things according to her own requirements, and Wen Manshan is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and often judges the articles of readers, and is also well-known among readers in Suzhou.

Wen Qiankang and Jiang Shi can't completely control this precious daughter.

Let's just say that this marriage is Wen Manshan's own request, Wen Qiankang, who has a market atmosphere, has long known why Wen Manshan made such a request.

Wen Zhenmeng's cultivation makes Wen Manshan particularly prominent, but it also makes Wen Manshan arrogant, at a young age, he points out the articles written by readers, comments on the merits, and must also have opinions on his own marriage, it is impossible to look up to ordinary people, Zheng Xunrui came to Suzhou last year to travel, and the poetry meeting between Meixianglou and Zhang Pu naturally attracted Wen Manshan's attention, Zhang Pu's reputation among Suzhou scholars is very great, and he took the initiative to admit defeat, which made Wen Manshan curious, also managed to collect Zheng Xunrui's articles and poems, which convinced the little girl.

Wen Manshan's marriage conditions are actually aimed at Zheng Xunrui, Zheng Xunrui is a small Sanyuan in Tianfu, with outstanding knowledge, and there is no problem in the township test high school.

Of course, Wen Manshan also has a powerful point, that is, she knows that Zheng Xunrui is not married yet.

Wen Qiankang's face was not bloody, and he looked at Jiang Shi for a long time before he spoke.

"My daughter's matter, I still ask my father to explain, I don't have anything to say, I can't make decisions about this matter, presumably my daughter is also clear, and in the future, my daughter's marriage should not be like this, so as not to encounter the shame of others."

Jiang lowered his head and stopped talking, a woman's family, it is useless to say more.

"Lady, this matter of returning the bride price, I think I will ask someone to handle it tomorrow, sooner rather than later."

"Would you like to write a letter to explain?"

"There's no need to draw snakes, the bride price is returned, and everything is understood."

After saying this, Wen Qiankang stood up and slowly walked towards the outside of the hall, his figure looking particularly gloomy.

Backyard, boudoir.

A beautiful little girl with a proud face, with her hands on her cheeks, didn't know what she was thinking, and there was a clever maid standing beside her, who seemed to be younger.

"Miss, I heard that the old man has sent a letter."

"Knowing that grandpa has sent a letter, I will go to meet my parents in a while to see what grandpa's letter says."

"What can I say, it's not a big deal for Miss, the old man really cares about Miss, and the slave is really envious of Miss."

"Dongmei, what do you envy, is Miss Ben not good to you."

"No, Miss is very good to the slave, but the slave also wants to be like Miss and get more love."

"Hmph, greed is not enough."

The little girl glanced at Dongmei, and then spoke seriously.

"Dongmei, what are you talking about this Zheng Xunrui?"

"The young lady has asked a hundred times, and the slave maid has also said a thousand times, Zheng Gongzi is extraordinary, especially his temperament is very good, and the feeling of the slave and maid is very good anyway."

"I know, I always talk so exaggeratedly, but why can't my uncle look down on Zheng Xunrui."

"Hmph, uncle's temper, Miss doesn't know yet, a little thing, you have to make a big fuss, slave maid, look, in the eyes of my uncle, there are no good people in the world, and I don't want to think about ......"

Dongmei suddenly stopped when she said this, presumably because the words behind her were not good.

"Dongmei, don't say such words outside, you also know your uncle's temper, beware of talking about you one day, you can't bear it."

"The slave and maid are just maids, how can the uncle look at it, the uncle can't even look down on the master, and he will care about the slave and the maid."

The little girl sighed and stopped talking, perhaps thinking of something.

After a while, the butler came outside the boudoir.

"Miss, sir, please go to the wing."

The little girl stood up with a smile on her face, she had thought of going to see the letter from her grandfather, but she did not expect her father to find her so quickly, so it was better to know the content of the letter earlier.