Wen Wan frowned, got up and bowed to her slightly, as if distressed: "I don't want to live with you." ”

Mrs. Qu smiled and sat on the main seat, not caring about lighting the incense burner at hand, and the purple smoke lingering on the tip of her nose made her refreshed. And this woman with a face full of remorse is now just meat on her chopping board, relying on her husband's ability to break ground on Tai Sui's head, joke!

Wen Wan walked in front of her, gently moved the tableside bowl to her hand, and then slowly took out a few things from her arms: "Madam, look, this is the private account of the Qu family and the household servant who happily embezzled the treasury silver taels, and this is the folding fan you bought back from Mrs. Xing for 500,000 taels of silver, I heard that the original price is five taels of silver?" ”

Mrs. Qu stood up "poofed", shook her hands and eagerly opened the blue book, gently sipped tea, and let her take a look. Delicious food and drink for Qingyuan and Song Yunzhi, nearly one million taels of silver stuffed to the Qian family, is this useful?

After closing the account, Mrs. Qu suddenly softened, looking at the gentleness of the old god as if she were a ghost: "You ......"

Wen Wan learned from her commanding appearance, and didn't care about fiddling with the incense burner on the table and laughed sarcastically: "Madame, don't you want to kill people again?" Unfortunately, Mrs. Xing's personal maid happened to escape from Ascension that day by hiding in the kitchen water tank, and is now a guest at my house! If I can't go back......"

Mrs. Qu no longer had confidence, her face was pale and slumped to the ground: "You, how are you going......"

With a gentle smile, Yin Yin reached out to help her, and was amiable: "Mrs. Qu, let me introduce myself again." My surname is Wen, and unfortunately it is Wen San of Donglin Hall. You and I have only known each other for a short time, and we may not know much about who I am. Why don't you let your family be in charge of the house and talk to me? In business, don't get involved! ”

Only then did Mrs. Qu see Wen Wan's sharp appearance, what kind of good man and woman can be bullied? It's no wonder that she dared to go to her appointment single-handedly.

Wen Wan calmly called Mrs. Fang in, put away the account book and fan, and then said goodbye to Mrs. Qu, who was scattered and crooked on the main throne with cloud temples: "This pine snail has been tasted before the rain, and I have also seen it in the flower hall of your house, and I still have something to do at home, so I will leave." ”

Walking to the door, she looked back and said, "By the way, I heard that you are good friends with Mrs. Hou, and Wen Wan and her husband are waiting for four or five masters at home." ”

Five days later, four or five masters of the handsome and unparalleled gentlemen came to visit with generous gifts, one of these two is a salt tycoon and the other is a tycoon of India, the relationship between the DPRK and China is complicated, Lin Yuan will not be rash, and he prepared good wine and good food to welcome him.

"I'm busy with trivial matters, the two of us just came to the door today to bother, I really shouldn't be, and I ask Brother Lin to forgive me." The Hou master held a landscape folding fan, and when he entered the door, he apologized, and his eyes were full of sincerity.

Lin Yuan stepped forward to help, and the three of them were like brothers who could not tell the business experience, but they were dressed in regular clothes, standing quietly behind Lin Yuan and softly inviting guests to the table.

After three rounds of drinking, the four or five masters who were worried in their hearts asked for many days with their worries: "Brother Lin, what are the objects and accounts in Mrs. Zun's hand?" ”

Lin Yuan naturally knew what they were coming to, so he hurriedly filled the two of them with a glass of fine wine and said with a smile: "The woman's joke words, the two of you are in charge and don't have to worry about it!" I will return the account and the fan to the original owner today, anyway, there are many such items in my family, and it is better to settle the dispute! ”

Qu Yongzhao: ...... Lao Tzu has a sentence in his heart, MMP doesn't know whether to talk about it or not?

Hou Mingde glanced at Qu Yongzhao, who was drinking with his head bored, and patted Lin Yuan's shoulder with murderous intent in his eyes to toast him: "In the future, I will be able to use the fifth child, just a word from my brother, just the ...... of those account items."

Lin Yuan also had the foresight, and hurriedly patted his chest and spoke: "Don't worry, you two, I will be careful to place things in the right place." As long as my Lin family is fine, the accounts will naturally not be leaked. Otherwise, it will be handed over early in the morning, and the two of you will not have a chance to come to my house to have dinner with me. ”

Hou Mingde laughed and haha: "Eat wine, eat wine!" ”

There will be another faction of you and me on the table, and you will be harmonious, but it is unknown whether the two masters of Hou Qu are confidants or bitter hearts.

At night, Lin Yuan washed his feet and lay on the bed gossiping: "Aren't you afraid that they will kill people and kill people?" Rabbits bite when they're in a hurry! ”

Wen Wan casually put a foot on him, and wrapped his hair sideways in boredom: "Fools kill people and kill people, unless they find where these handles are hidden!" These two are ruthless characters, and if they don't give something real, they won't stop! ”

Lin Yuan put his hands behind his head and looked at the roof and laughed: "It took a lot of silver, right?" ”

Wen Wan sat up in annoyance, and a green silk leaked down from her shoulder: "How do you know? Xiushan's person who gave her to raise the shadows earlier than the silver! On top of Lishan, my sister and I earned a little fur. ”

It is said that the final winner of this black and black case is the one in the palace, who can see the opportunity and grasp the world without leaving home, and even Wen Wan can't jump out of her palm.

At this time, the singing and dancing in the walls of the Ming Vermilion Palace were leveled, the palace lights were lit, and the plain-clothed woman in the side hall of the Qianxi Palace was coldly holding an axe and sweating in the courtyard to chop wood.

When Qing Yuan returned to the hospital with two dry steamed buns with a sad face, he couldn't help but be stunned for a long time when he saw Qian's busy figure without sorrow and joy under the cold moonlight. She used to be a peerless mother, but now she has been reduced to the point of chopping wood by herself!

She walked to Qian's side in three steps and two steps with red eyes, snatched Qian's axe and stuffed the steamed bun to her, her voice was full of joy: "I heard that the little sage asked him a question today." ”

Xiao Zhuzi is the little eunuch who serves flowers and plants in the palace of the Empress Dowager Sun, because the green duck saved his life, he usually likes to secretly get some food for their master and servant, and he loves to tell the green duck if there is anything new.

Qian took the steamed bun and asked her, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Qing Yuan put the chopped firewood aside neatly, and diligently chopped the firewood and turned back to her and said, "Niangniang, don't interrupt, the saint asked the prince if his birthday was the tenth day of the sixth month." ”

Qian's hand holding the steamed bun shook before asking her, "What did the little vertical man say?" ”

Qingyuan smiled even more happily: "The little ruler said that the emperor has made a mistake, and the prince's birthday is June 12." ”

Qian slowly chewed the steamed buns, the emperor did not have a bad memory, but deliberately changed the reserve. The tenth day of the sixth month is not the birthday of the crown prince Zhu Jianshen, but it is the birthday of Zhu Qiyu's son Zhu Jianji. Is the opportunity coming?

"Go to the Lin family to inform Wen Wan that her two sons can end this autumn week." After saying this, Qian groped his way back to the house, and there was still a dusty steamed bun on the table.

Qingyuan walked over and picked up the steamed bun and looked at Qian's lonely back, not knowing whether she was happy or worried.