After Mingyue cried, she didn't move, and kept kneeling in the courtyard, waiting for Zhu Jintang to come back.

She couldn't figure out what was wrong with her, what she did wrong, and what disgusted her uncle. Thinking about it, she suddenly stopped crying, anger flashed on her face, it must be her, it must be her......

Uncle was obviously fine before, but it was clear that she was making it bad, and wanted to take advantage of today's events to send us all out together, so as not to stay by her side and be an eyesore.

The more Mingxin thought about it, the more he hated, clenched his teeth tightly, and couldn't swallow this breath no matter what. I'm not a clear heart, whatever you send me, I won't leave if you want me to go, even if I die, I will die here. With a bad breath in her stomach, she simply let it go, even if she wants to make a big fuss tonight, she has to explain everything she wants to say.

Zhu Jintang looked at the accounts in the study, and only stared at one page for a long time, neither making a sound nor turning the page.

Zhu Rong stood beside him, feeling that something was wrong, and asked in a whisper with a slightly flustered face: "Uncle, is there something wrong?" ”

Zhu Jintang came back to his senses and said lightly: "It's nothing, I'm just thinking about whether the account of the Wang family in the west of the city should be added." ”

When Zhu Rong heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, bowed down and replied: "The Wang family came to ask the slaves before, and the slaves took the initiative and added them five hundred taels, but the interest remained the same, or seven points. ”

Zhu Jintang flipped a page of the account book and said: "In the future, you have to borrow less of this kind of prince's debt, the Zhu family is a merchant, not a loan shark, there is no need to pay a name for nothing for a few hundred taels of interest." Moreover, I heard that the old man's body is fine, and he will not hand over the real power in a short time. ”

When Zhu Rong heard this, he smiled softly, and said without worry: "Old Man Wang has such a wicked son in his life, and he can't live long if he wants to." Uncle rest assured, the slave knows in his heart, after a while, find a suitable opportunity, and take the handwritten note written by Wang Dashao to visit the old man. ”

Presumably, when Old Man Wang saw that note, even if he was not angry on the spot, he would have to be angry half to death.

The Wang family is big and young, Zhu Jintang will be bored every time he sees it, dozens of years old, except for eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling, he doesn't know anything, and before he is in charge, he has already ruined more than half of the inheritance left by his ancestors.

Prince debt, these three words, sound good, in fact, to put it bluntly, it is just those young masters and sons of rich families, relying on the property and reputation of their fathers, borrowing money from the outside with a note, without indicating the time limit, but until he really becomes a family in the future, and then according to the conditions written on the note, he will return it with interest.

Zhu Rong and the Wang family have had a few encounters, which can be regarded as nodding friends, after the old man Wang fell ill, the Wang family gambled more and more, lost all his pockets, and almost made people pick up their pants. Zhu Rong happened to be there, so he helped him, who knows, the Wang family borrowed one after another, and the amount was getting bigger and bigger, Zhu Rong didn't dare to make the decision without permission, so he had to report to Zhu Jintang, and only after getting his order did he dare to lend money from the treasury to the Wang family.

Zhu Rong also knew very well that the Wang family was a young person, and the reason why he was so kind to help was that he coveted a big deal in his heart, for the sake of their Wang family's two medicinal herb shops in the capital. The capital is a treasure of feng shui at the feet of the Son of Heaven, every inch of land is gold, if you meet a good store, even if you buy an inch of land with an inch of gold, you may not be able to buy it thoroughly.

Zhu Jintang spent an hour reading the account book, and during this period, he walked twice. It wasn't a big deal, but for him, it was a rare occurrence.

Zhu Rong has been with the eldest master for more than ten years, and has followed Zhu Jintang for five or six years, and he is clear about the temper and habits of the two of them. He vaguely noticed that the eldest young master was a little absent-minded, and secretly wondered, there has been nothing major recently, uncle, this is ...... Is it because of the newlywed that you are thinking about your grandmother?

As soon as Zhu Rong thought of this, he unconsciously remembered what Zhu An had said to him earlier: The eldest young grandmother is a personal essence, and she needs the account book before she starts to take care of the housekeeper, so you have to be careful in the future.

Zhu Rong has seen Shen Yuechen a few times, and his impression is not bad, but he feels that she is a lady from an official family, looking at Yifang IKEA, Wenwen and quiet. Although his appearance is slightly inferior to that of the Qin family, he is also delicate and lovely, and he is young and tender, so it is no wonder that the uncle is fascinated by freshness for a while......

Zhu Rong stepped forward with a smile and said: "Uncle, the things on the account are almost over, you should go back and rest early, the night is cold, watch your body." ”

Zhu Jintang insisted on not moving, endured a yawn and said, "You know my habits, don't nag like a woman." ”

When Zhu Rong heard this, he hurriedly answered yes, and quietly stood aside and didn't say much.

When Zhu Jintang went to the study, he went alone, but when he came back, he was not alone. There were two more lantern servants beside him, and Zhu Rong sent him all the way to the door of Gongyue.

Mingyue had been waiting in the yard, kneeling so much that her legs were about to break, and when she saw that there was light in the distance, she gritted her teeth and immediately straightened her back.

The little guy with the lantern was startled by her, and lowered his voice and said, "Oh, it's so late, why is the girl kneeling here?" ”

"Big young master!" Mingyue's eyes were red, she held back the tears in her eyes, and said with a serious expression: "The slave and maid have something to say, please read it on the love of our master and servant, and let the slave and maid say everything in their hearts, okay?" ”

She didn't believe it, the eldest young master didn't have any affection for herself.

Seeing that she was still there, Zhu Jintang frowned slightly and said, "It's going to be too late, if you have anything to say, I'll talk to the young grandmother tomorrow." ”

Mingyue raised her head and said loudly: "No, the slave maid has to say it now." If the master refuses to listen, the slave and maid will have to crash to death on the doorpost......"

The little guy was stunned when he heard this, and when he saw Zhu Jintang's face turned blue, he immediately reached out to pull Mingyue and said, "Girl, don't make trouble, it's going to be three watches, and if you have anything to say, it's the same tomorrow." ”

Mingyue was really open-minded, pushed away the little girl's hand, looked at Zhu Jintang fixedly, and said with tears in her eyes: "The eldest young master, the slave maid was sold into the Zhu family at the age of ten, and she entered the hospital at the age of thirteen to serve you, and she never left for a day." Now, the uncle has married a wife and accepted a concubine, and there is no shortage of slaves and maids around him, but the slaves and maids are still the big maids around you. After the young grandmother entered the house, she usually served tea and poured water in the house, made the bed and folded the quilt, and did not let the slaves and maids touch their hands. The slave and Mingxin were casually tossed aside as if they were dirty rags......"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and tears fell down her cheeks, but they did not arouse Zhu Jintang's pity and sympathy at all.

He hates women's homes the most, doing these stupid things to find death and life, especially since she is a subordinate, crying here in the middle of the night, and she seems to be ignorant of the rules and has to make inches.

Sure enough, after Mingyue cried so loudly, the rooms in the courtyard were lit up one after another.

Mama Li put on her clothes and took the two mothers-in-law out of the door to look, and when she saw Mingyue kneeling, Zhu Jintang standing, and there was a little maid next to her who was not standing or kneeling, she immediately frowned and said, "What's the matter?" ”

Mingyue heard Mama Li's voice, her body trembled slightly, but she still continued to look at Zhu Jintang's side face, and said: "The slave maid serves the master wholeheartedly, not asking for the side, just asking the uncle to remember the slave and maid." But now, because of a few words from the eldest and youngest grandmothers, the uncle casually sent the slaves and maids out, so that the slaves and maids have no place in this world......"

Mama Li listened to her words, and immediately stepped forward quickly, and the mother-in-law who followed behind her, without waiting for her to command, dragged Mingyue up from the ground, pinched her body a few times with her hand, and said, "In front of the uncle, the girl has to be careful when she speaks." ”

Mingyue couldn't break the hand that was blocked, and said loudly with pain: "Although the slave maid is a subordinate maid, she is already an uncle's person...... The uncle is now going to drive the slave out to marry, and the slave and maid really can't think of any other way to go except death. ”

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned, even Mama Li didn't expect it, and she couldn't figure it out. The eldest young master already has five aunts, their identities are high and low, even those from poor backgrounds like the Wang family have accepted the house, and there is no more Mingyue, why has it never been mentioned?

Although it was only once, it was also a real fact.

Mingyue thought that she could even give up her life, this face, this body is nothing, it is better to make it clear directly, so that everyone knows that they are different from them.

Zhu Jintang's face was gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes, it seemed that she was really open, so he didn't have to worry so much.

Mama Li is experienced in the end, seeing that Zhu Jintang's face changed, her heart suddenly understood a little, and she went directly to "snap", and threw out a slap and slapped Mingyue's face.

"Shameless things, in the middle of the night, crying and making trouble here, what kind of system!"

This slap softened Mingyue, and the breath that was finally lifted before disappeared in an instant, Xu Shihua's strength was too great, and the whole body seemed to be scattered.

She sat slumped on the cold ground, feeling that what she should say and what she shouldn't say had already been said, but in exchange for it, there was only Mama Li's slap, and nothing else.

Mingyue looked up at Zhu Jintang, looking at the already obvious anger on his face, and his heart suddenly cooled.

Mama Li immediately shouted: "Someone, hurry up and pull her down, shut her mouth, don't let her talk nonsense here." As soon as her words fell, the two mothers-in-law behind her grabbed Mingyue's arms left and right and dragged them out.

Mama Li looked at Zhu Jintang and asked respectfully, "Young Master, what do you think about this matter?" ”

Zhu Jintang said slowly: "Mama knows how to measure, and a slave who doesn't know what to do is never kept." ”

When Mama Li heard this, she was slightly stunned and immediately understood.

"Big Young Master...... The eldest young master ...... "Mingyue has been struggling, but the mother-in-law didn't allow her to open her mouth and shout again, and she stretched out her hand and covered her mouth.

Zhu Jintang looked coldly at her tearful communication, and the appearance of being dragged away, with deep disgust between his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice: "This is all your own doing." ”