Chapter Ninety-Eight: Premature Birth
"Cheap! Person! ”
Yan Songnian grabbed Aunt Hai's hair, forcibly tore her sleeping from the step, and kicked her in the chest, kicking Aunt Hai's heart hurt, and she almost fainted.
She was still having sweet dreams one moment ago, and the next moment she was fisted and kicked by Yan Songnian, and the huge difference made her stunned for a while.
"Smack!" slapped Aunt Hai's face hard, and her palm-sized melon seed face immediately swollen high.
"Master, master, what's wrong with you? Why fight slaves. Aunt Hai screamed, hugged Yan Songnian and wanted to kick her legs and feet, and screamed in panic.
Caifeng at the door was stunned.
Yan Songnian was full of anger, his eyes were red, and even his hair was scattered, even if Aunt Hai hugged his leg and begged, he still smashed Aunt Hai with his fists, punched the flesh, and beat Aunt Hai to death.
Aunt Hai was beaten with a purple face, like opening a sauce shop.
"Master, what did the slave family do wrong, the master spared the slave family!" Aunt Hai screamed and cried, screaming in pain.
At the door, Yan Shuyu flashed by, showed her face, then took two steps back, and stood outside calmly with a calm face, listening to Aunt Hai's screams inside, listening to Yan Songnian's angry scolding, but she didn't take half a step at all, as if it wasn't her own mother who was being beaten at all.
"Cheap! Person! You still dare to call me master, you steal the ancient books at home and sell them, pretending to be a mouse bite, I will kill you! Yan Songnian gasped and scolded fiercely.
Aunt Hai's eyes were dark, she did this matter so secretly, why was it still exposed? How did Yan Songnian know that she had done something to those ancient books?
Yan Shuyu's face outside was moved, it turned out that Aunt Hai was beaten for this. After the poetry meeting that day, Yan Shuyu called the old servants of the family and asked about the Yan family's library, and she became even more centrifuged with Aunt Hai.
Her identity outside is the first talented woman in the capital, if there is a reputation of the Yan family's library as the first among the people, a woman in the world, who can compare with her? In those days, Yan Shuyu wore a mask and was false to Aunt Hai, but she hated her in her heart. Aunt Hai was so careless and stupid, she didn't know how important the library was, and she didn't even arrange someone to clean it, which ruined the important bargaining chips on her road to the crown princess.
Unexpectedly, it wasn't Aunt Hai who was stupid at all, but she wanted money. Aunt Hai hid this from her and never told her anything about it. Yan Shuyu's anger reached the peak, but her mind calmed down, Yan Songnian beat Aunt Hai so hard, she felt that she could fight a little harder, so she was relieved.
In the house, Aunt Hai vomited blood from her mouth, Caifeng crawled out with a roll, knelt down and kowtowed in front of Yan Shuyu: "Second Miss, quickly persuade the master, it will not be good to beat the lady again." ”
Yan Shuyu sighed, raised her eyes and looked at the window sluggishly, casually thinking, if Aunt Hai died, Aunt Chu's family was powerful, and she wanted to be the crown princess, so she basically didn't have to think about it. Keep Aunt Hai's stupid thing, and there will be infinite possibilities in the future.
She had a plan in her heart, and said lightly: "You tell your father in a quarter of an hour, saying that Aunt Chu was born prematurely, and tell him to go and see it quickly." ”
What the?
Caifeng looked at Yan Shuyu's back leaving in confusion, not knowing what Yan Shuyu meant by this.
Because Aunt Ying and Aunt Hai are taking care of each other, the older Aunt Chu is, the better her body is, and now she is more mellow than when she was pregnant, and the fetus is sitting steadily.
A few days ago, Lang Zhong came to see it, saying that Aunt Chu's body is very good, there is no problem with mother and child, calculate the middle of the month, and the middle of the next month is the delivery period, why did Yan Shuyu burst out of her throat and said that Aunt Chu would be born prematurely.
Aunt Hai was dying from being beaten in the house, Yan Songnian was finally a little relieved, he looked at Aunt Hai who was paralyzed on the ground like a broken sack, and said with a rough breath: "Where's the money?" What about the silver? Where did you spend it. ”
Aunt Hai didn't have the strength to speak, but just mournfully flowed blood from her mouth and made a low ** sound.
Yan Songnian saw that she didn't answer, so he immediately stepped forward and punched and kicked again.
Caifeng couldn't stand it, although the time hadn't reached a quarter of an hour as Yan Shuyu said, she still rushed in, knelt on the ground and shouted: "Master, master is not good!" A message came from Zhuyuyuan, saying that Aunt Chu had launched it early, and now it was very dangerous. ”
Yan Songnian's face was fierce, he turned around and looked at Caifeng, and said angrily: "What did you say? ”
"Aunt Chu started early!" Caifeng replied in horror: "A few days ago, Lang Zhong said that the day of Aunt Hai's birth is in the middle of next month, and there is still more than a month to go, and the stable wife at home has not prepared anything. Sir, go and have a look. ”
Yan Songnian spat at Aunt Hai on the ground fiercely before turning around and striding away.
Caifeng watched Yan Songnian finally leave, her steps were vain, and she stepped forward with a few grandmothers to help Aunt Hai.
Aunt Hai was beaten out of breath but not in, Caifeng was very worried, her heart was intertwined, she was relieved because of her anger and made Aunt Hai, who couldn't slap her at every turn, also happy today, and panicked if Aunt Hai died, she would not be sold, at her age, she would definitely not be able to sell in a good place.
Human life is very wonderful, sometimes it is delicate like a snowflake, beautiful and fleeting, and sometimes it is strong like a weed growing in the cracks of a stone, no matter how much it tosses, it is still alive.
Aunt Hai lay down for half an hour, and she was able to speak again, all her internal organs hurt, her face was swollen like a pig's head, and she couldn't speak clearly, but she still forced herself to get off the ground, and instructed Caifeng: "Bring me the box where I put my jewelry." ”
Caifeng didn't know what Aunt Hai was going to do, but she still respectfully took the box.
This box is not small or big, it is full of Aunt Hai's favorites, and when it is opened, the gold and silver beads are dazzling. But today, Aunt Hai didn't take a second look at those jewelry, but dropped the box and poured the jewelry inside upside down.
She stretched out her fingers and groped for a long time on the bottom of the jewelry box, only to hear a click, and the bottom wooden board of the jewelry box actually bounced up, and it turned out that there was a mezzanine inside.
Caifeng never knew that there was another organ in Aunt Hai's box, she saw Aunt Hai's secret, felt a cold neck, and wanted to gouge out these eyes. There are only two people in the house now, she and Aunt Hai, and Aunt Hai shows her secret secret in front of her, so she won't cut her tongue to prevent her from talking nonsense.
Aunt Hai took out a thick stack of paper from the mezzanine, and Caifeng recognized it at a glance, this was a silver ticket.
Nowadays, there are not many people who use silver tickets, and only those who are used to running around as merchants will redeem this thing. Caifeng caught a glimpse of the silver ticket on the top, which was written a thousand taels.
Such a thick stack of silver tickets, each of which is 1,000 taels, how many should be exchanged for silver ingots? Caifeng couldn't even think about it.
Aunt Hai skillfully counted the silver tickets, stopped when she counted to a hundred, thought about it, gritted her teeth and counted out another hundred.
She took out the two hundred silver tickets, put them beside her, put the remaining thin stack of silver tickets in the secret compartment of the jewelry box, and weakly instructed Caifeng: "Put the jewelry back and put it away." Find a small box again, put up the 200,000 taels of silver tickets, and help me go to the Zhuyu Courtyard. ”
"Husband...... Madame...... "Caifeng's tone sounded like she was about to cry.
"What are you doing! Fang is the one who took away the master, save my life, I will not treat you lightly. Let's get to work. Aunt Hai squinted her swollen eyes and commanded.
Caifeng knew that Aunt Hai regarded her as a confidant, not only was she not happy, but her heart was heavy. Caifeng didn't dare to say anything, and Lisuo did everything according to Aunt Hai's instructions, helped Aunt Hai, and went to Zhuyu Courtyard with a box containing 200,000 taels of silver tickets.
At the gate of the Zhuyu Courtyard, people come and go, the soldiers are in chaos, and from time to time there are maids coming in and out, running around, it looks like something is really wrong.
"What about Lang Zhong, what about Wen Po, why haven't you arrived?" Before entering the courtyard gate, Yan Songnian's roar came.
Wuwen replied timidly: "Lang Zhong and Wen Po have already gone to call." ”
Aunt Chu's room was exceptionally quiet. When other women give birth, they will cry out in pain, but in Aunt Chu's house, let alone **, there is not even the slightest human voice, and the silence is terrible.
Aunt Hai showed a distorted smile on her face, Aunt Chu didn't seem to be good, and something happened at this juncture, it seems that God is also helping her.
She didn't know that it wasn't God helping her at all, but Yan Shuyu broke into the Zhuyu Courtyard and kicked Aunt Chu in the stomach, so that she had the current situation.
When she arrived at the gate of the courtyard, she told Caifeng to let go of herself, straighten her clothes, kneel on the ground, and walk in with the box in her hand.
As soon as Yan Songnian saw Aunt Hai, the anger on his face rose, and he couldn't wait to immediately step forward and beat him again.
When a man beats his wife, as long as he starts, it will be as common as drinking water in the future, Aunt Hai knows this very well, she said loudly before Yan Songnian approached her: "Master, the slave family has sent you a silver ticket." ”
"What?" Yan Songnian's footsteps stopped.
In the room behind Yan Songnian, Yan Shuyu also stood up when she heard the sound and looked into the courtyard.
"Here are 200,000 taels of silver tickets, master, the family has been in deficit in the account last year, but the master wants to socialize, and the family has to eat and wear, and the slave family really has no choice, so he started selling books. Those book slaves sold a total of 180,000 taels of silver, and resold medicinal materials with Hai's Pharmacy, and earned 40,000 taels for more than a year. In addition to the 200,000 taels of silver tickets here, there are also 20,000 taels of silver on the Hai family's account, and our Yan family can share 100 taels of silver dividends every month. The slave family has not spent a penny of this money for themselves, for the sake of the Yan family. Aunt Hai cried and cried to show her loyalty.
As soon as Yan Songnian heard 200,000 taels, his steps were like nails, and his legs and feet were so heavy that he couldn't walk.
How much is 200,000 taels of silver? He's not brains enough!
He took office in southern Xinjiang for three years, ate and took cards, and the local blue sky was white and high, and he received a lot of filial piety, even if the gifts were converted into money, it was only nearly 30,000 taels of silver.
The courtyard of the Yan family was handed down by the ancestors, and there were good deeds who estimated it and estimated the selling price of 8,000 taels of silver.
The last time they got together, they talked about donating the title, a viscount who could not be hereditary, the court clearly marked the price, only 12,000 taels of silver......
The small box that Aunt Hai is holding in her hand contains his income from being an official for 20 years, which is equivalent to dozens of Yan family yards. It is equivalent to holding a dozen viscounts. What's more, those flowing mercury placed in Hai's pharmacy can generate a dividend of one hundred taels of silver every month.
"Master, the concubines are all for the good of the Yan family." Aunt Hai held the box high and looked at Yan Songnian sadly.
Yan Song's stomach was full of anger, and he was smashed by the silver.
He rudely scooped through the box and saw that there were two neat bundles of silver tickets, one made of cowhide, with the mark of a silver number engraved on it, and a large one thousand taels printed.
Yan Songnian was relaxed, and he was knocked out by the big pie that fell from the sky, fluttering happily as if he was walking on the clouds.
He has money, he finally has money!
What is it if he doesn't have a son, what is it if others look down on him for not having a reputation, what is it if the Yan family is in decline, and what is it if the emperor doesn't give him an official for a long time. Even Aunt Hai's deception and fraud, Aunt Chu's difficult birth, and Yan Qingge's disdain and extroversion have all become worthless.
As long as he has silver, what is there to fear in this world?