Shen Mengxi looked at Cui Jiong's back, frowned and fell into deep thought. She knew about the early death of the Cui family's son, but according to her, Cui Jiong ranked third, and Xiao Cui's was a mother's sibling, only one year older than Xiao Cui's. Cui Cong only has the eldest son and one son-in-law, and the remaining four sons are all concubines, no matter how bad Cui Cong is, he is also from a famous family, and he still attaches great importance to the distinction between concubines and concubines, so after the eldest son died, Cui Cong used all his thoughts on the eldest son's posthumous son, Cui Shuren. For the remaining four concubines, he has always been indifferent, and is only responsible for giving them a sum of money after marrying their wives.

What this Cui Jiong just said just now is that there are old and young, this is simply a lie! Since they got married and went out of their families, how could there be old people above who needed him to support them?

What's even more strange is that this Uncle Fu sent by the Wan family, it is obvious that he doesn't trust Cui Jiong very much, but in the end he also chose to recognize Cui Jiong's words, which is not in line with what she knows Wan Jingxian's right about the Shen family?

Shen Mengxi glanced at the direction in which Uncle Fu left, and the scene in front of him changed, and he saw that Uncle Fu was standing in front of a white-faced old man in his forties and fifties with his head bowed at the moment. The old man had a round figure, a rich and noble style, and a ruddy complexion, which showed that he was a pampered person.

"Sir! The Shen family has already left Yangzhou! ”

"Left? Leaving so soon? Did they know in advance that I was going to do something to them? ”

"The minion doesn't know! However, the news from the slave was that they went to Suzhou, where the ancestral home of the Shen family was, and they would not come to Yangzhou again to ask for silver! Uncle Fu's eyes flashed.

"Don't you come to our house to ask for money in the future? What do you mean? And what about the previous ones? Don't you want the one million taels of silver tickets that the dead old man gave them? ”

"That's not what the minions meant!"

"Humph! What belongs to me, I will not be cheap to others! As much as they took, they had to get it back to me! Otherwise......"

"Sir! This Wanbang Money Village can't be opened without the help of the Shen family's ancestors, although people don't want to repay their kindness, but ......"

"But what? Don't forget that you're my minion now, don't talk to me like a dead old man! ”

"Slaves don't dare! The slave just wants to ask the master to think more about the reputation and future of the young master and the young master in the family! The old lady said early on that half of this money village belongs to the Shen family, not to mention it, the entire Yangzhou people are aware of this! If we go to rob it openly, I'm afraid no one will dare to associate with Wanjia in the future, which is very unfavorable to Wanjia! The lord still has to think about the long term! ”

"Who said I'm coming Ming!"

"Sir! You won't be thinking about ......."

"That's it! Come on! Let you go and ask for the silver ticket, but you haven't even seen anyone! What a piece of rubbish! Get lost! Get out! ”

Uncle Fu sighed, saluted, and withdrew.

Shen Mengxi guessed that the master in Uncle Fu's mouth should be Wan Jingxian's only son, Wan Cheng! Wan Cheng, the name is very good, but it's a pity that such a character insults him with such a good name!

Shen Mengxi sighed slightly, Uncle Fu, the big shopkeeper that Wan Jingxian trusted so much, actually betrayed his master and took refuge in Wan Cheng, a loser.

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