When King Zhuang and his family were looking forward to the future, the Borzit clan happened to follow the statement of King Zhuang's own family. Borzit smiled, and directly handed the fold to the old lady, "Go to the imperial concubine, her mother's business." ”

The old lady smiled, even if she gave Xianfeng an explanation, she really had something to do with Qingyu.

Qingyu is still lying down, she is also reading medical books these days to see what her low blood sugar is in Chinese medicine. Because the medicine didn't stop three times a day, she didn't feel that she had any problems, but what Doctor Xiao Li told her was that her heart and spleen were weak.

If it is just kidney yang deficiency, you can eat Siwu soup or Bazhen soup. But she is a deficiency in the womb, and she has no good place, so now they can only cure it little by little. What else to say, this is a good thing, there were no physical symptoms before, they didn't know where to start, and now they are treating spleen deficiency slowly.

Qingyu had no choice but to continue to lie down, but this was just right, so that the concubine would scare herself if she had nothing to do.

"Niangniang, just now the noble concubine sent someone to send this." Mama Lin handed over the fold.

Qingyu glanced at it, and she couldn't speak for a long time. Prince Zhuang's mansion was so poor that he didn't pay back the money he owed to others, and he was troubled to the imperial concubine.

"Call Prince Zhuang and Fujin in. Call this fold in as well. Qingyu really couldn't cry or laugh, but she also knew that this matter couldn't be slowed down and had to be dealt with immediately.

Half an hour later, Qingyu changed into her regular clothes, did not put on makeup, sat down in the front hall, and knelt down four or five people.

"Let's get up, I'll let you know what's going on today?" Qingyu waved her hand and got straight to the point.

He could only get up when he got up, Yiren wanted to say something, but he was really an honest man, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

"Come!" Qingyu pointed at Qingyuan, she didn't have a good impression of this sister, but she didn't have any bad feelings, and now she got it in front of her, that is, because she was her own sister, she couldn't ignore it.

"Back to Niangniang's words, this fact has to start from the eighteenth year of Daoguang, and the original Prince of Heshuo Zhuang's Mansion is still the son of Prince Zhuang and Prince Zhuang. These are all from that branch. After the Prince Zhuang Zhi committed an incident, it was passed to the thirteenth son of the Prince Zhuang Zhi, Yi Yi was to atone for the crime of the Prince Zhuang Zhi, and the birthday silver for the first emperor was 500,000 taels, which is well documented. However, Yi Yi took over the palace and did not want to make progress, and gathered a crowd to smoke a big |||Smoke, just by the prince of Ge, this spread to the Fuguo Gong Honglu lineage. At that time, when Prince Zhuang Qin, who was our prince's uncle, took over Prince Zhuang's mansion, it was the eighteenth year of Daoguang. Dare I ask you, am I wrong? Qingyuan presented the account book, and then looked back at the Hongpu family.

To be honest, Qingyuan said this, Qingyu was confused at all, what is this? But she didn't say anything, just quietly looked at the people who were pointed out by Qingyuan.

"Niangniang, this is the separation agreement that Prince Zhuang Qin personally wrote in the eighteenth year of Daoguang, and it dragged on when it arrived at Prince Zhuang Zhi, and now Niangniang's brother-in-law is better, directly say anything to overturn, dare to ask Niangniang if there is such a reason." The other one shouted.

Qingyuan finally figured out the facts after reading the separation agreement, and the co-author was originally Prince Zhuang's **** was originally in Hongpu's branch, but that Yilu first sent 500,000 taels of silver to Daoguang in order to restore the title, and then he sucked ||Crow ||The film was also caught by Daoguang. So the title of this branch, Daoguang gave Hongpu's younger brother Hongyu one. Although the two branches have been passed down to the Yunlu lineage, they have long been two families after so many generations.

Prince Zhuang Qin died after three years of protection, Prince Zhuang died after four years, and when it came to his brother-in-law's generation, Prince Zhuang's income and interest over the years were also accounted for, and there was really nothing to share.

The two groups of people below watched Qingyu read the separation agreement and those account books, and the people on both sides felt that they were living a little like a year, and they were all standing, no one said to let them sit, and no one poured them a cup of tea.

Finally, Qingyu raised her head and looked at the noisy group, "You guys are quite capable, you directly sued the concubine, do you want to say, this palace is on the throne, you have to pay off your sister's debts?" ”

"Minions don't dare!" The platoon fell to its knees all at once.

"What's not to dare, it's what the ledger says, 10,000 taels is right? Cheng, Mama Lin, go get 10,000 taels out, give them them, and let them write a cut book? Qingyu handed the separation agreement to Mama Lin, Mama Lin led them down, and Qingyu looked at Yiren and Qingyuan again.

"You're not trying to fill in the numbers with a dowry, are you?" She knew that Jue Luo had not gone to Qingyuan to fill in the money over the years, and she knew very well that Qingyuan's dowry was considerable, and the song was 10,000 taels, which was really nothing. Come to think of it, Qingyuan has her own ideas for dragging.

"Slave ......" Qingyuan wanted to explain.

"Don't be stupid, you fill it in, but he doesn't think you're his own." Qingyu looked at Yiren coldly.

"!" Yiren's eyes widened, he didn't expect Niangniang to open her mouth to stir up trouble.

"This account book is real, but this is the account book of Prince Zhuang's mansion. Where are the books of your Auxiliary Mansion? From your uncle to your father, the two families passed on your son, where is the property of the Fuguo Mansion? Qingyu threw the account book on the ground, with a frosty face.

Qingyuan was stunned, she had been married for a year, and she worked hard to save money to pay off her debts, she had been looking at the account books of Prince Zhuang's mansion, she hadn't even thought about it, what about her father-in-law and father-in-law's own belongings before? They all have errands, and they all have good errands.

Yiren Khan came down and knelt in front of Qingyu all of a sudden, but he still couldn't speak.

"This 10,000 taels is borrowed from this palace, go back and clean it up, no matter how much this palace does, you won't watch your sister eat bran with you, and pay your own dowry, right?" Qingyu slapped the table and said sharply.

Yiren was about to faint again, and he was still helped out of the palace. Qing Yuan didn't know how she got out of the palace, and her mind was also blank.

When she got home, Qingyuan wanted to tell her nurse to pack up her things and go home by herself. But she calmed down and really went back, what should she do with the face of Prince Zhuang's mansion? But then think about it, what does she care about the reputation of this family? Prince Zhuang's Mansion has really had no face in the mansion over the years.

"Go pack your things." Qingyu said softly to the nurse.

The nurse didn't go to the palace with her, so she didn't know what she was talking about. But Yiren on the side understood, and hurriedly shook his hand to let the nurse go down, sat down by himself, and drank a big sip of water. His face turned pale, and it took him a long time to recover.