Wen Qingyu looked up at Yu Qiao, who shook her head at her, obviously not knowing this person.

Yu Fei bit her lip: "This Seventh Miss is said to have been raised in her hometown since she was a child, and she is very loved by Mrs. Ye, so the eyes of the feed are higher than the top, and no one can look down on her." It's just that it's a concubine again, and it's not easy to find a husband. came and went, and they were kept at home. ”

A hint of clarity flashed in Wen Qingyu's eyes, understood!

An old woman with some identity, some talent, and most importantly, some appearance, is not the best choice to fill the house and continue the string?

Although Wen Changfeng is nearly forty years old, his skin is still very deceptive. What's more, he is a prime minister of a dynasty, a concubine who can't get married, and being able to be a prime minister's wife can be regarded as burning high incense.

As for why Wen Changfeng took a fancy to Miss Ye Qi and the Ministry of Officials? That's a fat and oily yamen, who doesn't want to win over?

Yu Fei stared at Wen Qingyu without blinking, and continued: "Although there is no master mother in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the eldest lady is the only daughter of the Prime Minister. Preparing a dowry should be done in person, how can you just find someone to do things? ”

Wen Qingyu waved her hand and interrupted her: "You are from a maid's background, and you deserve to be the master mother of the Prime Minister's Mansion?" ”

Yu Fei's face turned pale, and she handed over the handkerchief in her hand fiercely.

Wen Qingyu glanced at her: "Don't worry, even if Miss Ye Qi really enters the door in the future, the first thing to deal with will never be you." ”

The look on Yu Fei's face was not soothed at all: "But...... It is said that this Miss Ye Qi has an extremely eccentric temperament, in case she ......"

"You're just an aunt, and you don't have any children, so you're not anyone's target."

A faint disappointment flashed on Yu Fei's face, knowing that Wen Qingyu was unwilling to help her.

"Nothing." The corners of Wen Qingyu's lips suddenly hooked: "Since she personally prepared a dowry for Miss Ben, then I have to take a good look." ”

Wen Qingyu's eyes were cold, if Ye Qi knew how to be a person, she wouldn't mind Wen Changfeng marrying another woman. But if that person is just as unsightly, don't blame her for being rude.

A glimmer of hope rose on Yu Fei's face again: "Slave, this will lead the way for the young lady." ”

In the main courtyard, Wen Changfeng sat upright on the main seat, watching Wen Qingyu come from far and near with cold eyes.

Entering the house, Wen Qingyu didn't wait for Wen Changfeng to speak, and picked up a seat and sat down.

"The Prime Minister asked Qing Yu to come and see the dowry?"

The cover of the long text sank, this rebel girl. Shouldn't you greet your father when you see him? Why did you sit down first without making a sound?

"Father is okay?" Wen Qingyu raised her eyebrows, Wen Changfeng sat there and stared at her silently, what was the matter? She has flowers on her face?

"Yes." Wen Changfeng's voice sank: "This is the newly prepared dowry list, take a look." ”

"Oh?" Wen Qingyu pursed his lips and smiled: "Xiangye has been very busy recently, can he still remember to prepare a dowry for Qingyu?" ”

Wen Changfeng's cheeks were slightly flushed: "Your wedding is naturally an extremely important thing. ”

Wen Qingyu smiled silently, and reached out to take the gift list handed by Yu Qiao.

The gift list is covered with a bright red silk cloth, and the gilded handwriting on it is particularly conspicuous. Wen Qingyu raised his eyebrows, the gift list was still heavy in his hand, and he obviously used a lot of care.

When I opened it, the handwriting inside was beautiful, clean and neat, obviously not from a man's hand.

Looking at it line by line, it covers all aspects of clothing, food, housing and transportation.

Wen Changfeng held the teacup, but his eyes looked at Wen Qingyu without blinking. For fear of missing half of her expression change.

Helpless, there is always a trace of indifferent smile on the bright and delicate face of the woman opposite, where can you see anything?

"Xiangye's dowry list ......"

"There is absolutely no hiding in this appearance." Wen Changfeng saw her suddenly raise her head, and that smile made his heart jump instantly. The teacup in his hand was involuntarily put down.

"Really?" Wen Qingyu looked at Wen Changfeng with a pair of smiling eyes.

"King Rong's dowry is worth a lot of money, and the dowry of the original appearance naturally can't be too bad."

"So...... Wen Qingyu smiled gently: "Mother's dowry ......"

Wen Changfeng choked up: "The Zhuangzi, Tianchang, and Shop that Ziqin brought when she got married have almost ruined that slut over the years." I have found reliable people and converted them into cash. ”

"Oh?" Wen Qingyu lowered his head and looked at the list in his hand as if unintentionally.

"Uh...... Forgot for the Father. Wen Changfeng gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "Ziqin also left a lot of ancient books at the beginning, many of which are unique, and I will order someone to add them to the list for you when I turn around." ”

"Yes." Wen Qingyu responded lightly.

"What else are you not satisfied with?" Wen Changfeng's eyes finally appeared with a touch of anger: "I have already given you all your mother's things." ”

Although it was deliberately suppressed, Wen Changfeng's voice still couldn't hide the slight trembling, obviously really angry.

The corners of Wen Qingyu's lips hooked: "Xiangye misunderstood, in fact, what I wanted to say early in the morning was that I was very satisfied with this list." ”

Wen Changfeng's face froze.

"Who knows, Xiangye has added a lot of things? Thank you Xiangye for your love for Qingyu. ”

Wen Changfeng's face turned dark, obviously holding a mouthful of blood in his chest.

Wen Qingyu Shi Shiran stood up: "If Xiangye has nothing else to do, Qingyu will retire." ”

"Wait a minute." Wen Changfeng suddenly shouted urgently.

The corners of Wen Qingyu's lips hooked, and he thought that he could calm down, so he said it after a long time.

How could a person like Wen Changfeng obediently spit out what he ate? This time I am so concerned about the dowry, I must have something to ask for.

"I want to put your brother in your mother's name."

Wen Qingyu looked up suddenly, what did she hear? Putting her brother in her mother's name?

Is Wen Changfeng crazy, can he say anything like this?!

"Xiang Ye is tired and confused." Wen Qingyu's eyes flashed a trace of coldness: "Why doesn't Qingyu remember, there was a younger brother?" ”

"Why not." Wen Changfeng took a sip of tea slowly: "The one in Aunt Deng's belly, all Lang Zhong has seen it, and said that it is a male fetus." ”

The light smile on Wen Qingyu's face disappeared instantly, and his eyes stared at Wen Changfeng without blinking.

Wen Changfeng only felt that the woman opposite was indifferent, sharp as a knife, but colder than frost and snow. With just one glance, it seemed to freeze his blood, and he couldn't say half a word.

Wen Qingyu picked up the tea cup and slowly stirred the tea foam on the water surface. A pair of clear eyes were also taken back from Wen Changfeng's body.

Wen Changfeng let out a long breath, and suddenly felt that the mountain-like pressure on his face disappeared all of a sudden. Immediately, there was deep anger and unwillingness.

He is the head of the Great Zhou Wenchen and has a high position. How can you make the woman opposite speechless at a glance? Besides, who is that woman? It's his daughter!

Does a daughter look at her father like that? The most shameful thing is that he is even a little scared.

Of course, he would never admit that he was afraid. It's just that he's too tired to rest well!

"I'm not asking for your opinion, I'm just telling you."

Wen Changfeng finally spoke, and the apprehension in his heart disappeared in an instant, and his voice gradually brought out a trace of majesty.

"You get married tomorrow, and when you return to the door in the third dynasty, I will invite all the old people in the clan. Directly put your brother on the family tree and record it in your mother's ......"

"Smack."

A crisp sound suddenly sounded, and the sound of porcelain pieces shattering suddenly interrupted Wen Changfeng's words.

In the middle of the hall, the pink porcelain tea cup that was originally in Wen Qingyu's hand was lying on the bright blue brick with broken bones at the moment. A few dim green tea leaves, lying quietly in the splashing yellow tea, emitting a faint warm smoke.

Wen Changfeng was completely angry, and patted the armrest of the seat fiercely: "Wen Qingyu, what do you want to do?" ”

Wen Qingyu slowly raised his head, and there was a smile in his eyes: "Shouldn't you ask the prime minister this?" What crawled out of the belly of a cheap concubine in the outer room, you recorded him in my mother's name, so you are not afraid of the world's jokes? ”

Wen Changfeng's face turned blue: "He has been in your mother's name since he was born, so naturally he is no longer born to a concubine in the outer room, but a concubine of my prime minister's mansion." ”

"Really?" Wen Qingyu smiled coldly: "Xiangye, have you forgotten who my mother is?" Who am I? ”

Wen Changfeng choked up.

"My mother gave a lady who protected the country, and she was allowed to see the car without kneeling. Surpass all the women of the Great Zhou. I, from now on, am the concubine of King Shurong, and the emperor has given me a good grade of county lord. ”

Seeing that Wen Changfeng's aura weakened.

"Xiangye still thinks at this moment that a concubine born to a cheap concubine is qualified to be the younger brother of the concubine?"

Wen Changfeng gritted his teeth, of course he knew that this proposal was actually not suitable.

But he was getting older, and the pain of not having children under his knees was enough. Only then did I think of putting Aunt Deng's son in Duan Ziqin's name.

This son is his eldest son, and of course he hopes that he can carry the name of the eldest son on his back, so that he can continue the glory of the Wen family in the future.

It's a pity that the woman on the other side not only doesn't know what it means to be at home from her father, but she also doesn't know what it means to be short-handed!

He felt sorry for the good things he gave up in order to please Wen Qingyu, and he was angry at Wen Qingyu's ruthlessness, and he only felt a headache for a while.

"If so...... What is the insistence on this? ”

Wen Qingyu looked at him calmly, but suddenly pointed to the torn teacup under his feet.

"Did you see this cup?" She hooked her lips and smiled: "If you want me to agree, unless you break the glass and reunite." Otherwise......"

She slowly stood up: "If I remember correctly, this mansion was originally given to my mother by the queen. Don't blame me for not being merciful at that time, please take your sister-in-law and your wife to leave Duanfu! ”

"You're ......!" Wen Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the two words of Duan Fu made him shocked and angry.

She doesn't understand marrying chickens with chickens? She doesn't understand when she marries her husband?

Even if this house was given to Duan Ziqin at the beginning, she has already married herself, and this house is naturally surnamed Wen!

Even with everything in the house, he sealed it for a long time!

She actually ...... actually said that he wanted to drive his father out of the house? How dare she!

"You rebel girl!" Wen Chang sealed it for a long time before he straightened his breath, gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "You get out of here, I don't want to see you again!" ”

Wen Qingyu sneered: "Qingyu is about to get married tomorrow, and there will not be many days when the prime minister will meet Qingyu in the future." But if I were to tell you what you shouldn't have done because you were older, I wasn't just joking. ”

With that, Wen Qingyu ignored the distortion of Wen Changfeng's face and walked towards the outside of the hall.

Before leaving the door, there was a pause: "In Yanjing City, there has never been a noble family that will go bankrupt because of marrying a daughter." It's time for Xiangye to find a housewife for Xiangfu. ”

Wen Changfeng was stunned for a moment, the anger on his face was tangled in his cheeks, half of him was stunned, and half of him was angry. A face instantly turned hideous.

The corners of Wen Qingyu's lips hooked: "With the real mastermother, why don't you worry about having no son-in-law?" ”