Next.

Wei Hong said some pleasantries, caring about where Wei Tu lived, what he ate on weekdays, and how he got along with the Li family.

For these.

Wei Tu didn't have much to hide, but he thought for a moment before answering, and then considered his reply.

For example, Li Yaozu once coveted apricot blossoms, but he chose to hide it.

"The second aunt still has some private money in her hand, which will be lent to you temporarily as the redemption money for the apricot blossom, or the second aunt will go to the ...... in person."

"It's not good to let Xinghua be a maid in Li Mansion all the time."

"As for the accommodation, there are many guest rooms in the Yellow Mansion, I am in charge and choose one for your little couple."

Speaking of this, Wei Hong raised her eyebrows and twisted her handkerchief, and her face suddenly became a little more sharp and spicy, she snorted and said quickly:

"Li Yaozu is sharp, you couldn't ask for so much silver to redeem yourself at that time, and he was embarrassed to open his mouth for eleven taels and five dollars?"

"Even if it's eight or two, he's here to make a profit, and he wants to take advantage of this to make you owe him a favor."

As a merchant woman, Wei Hong has also been exposed to the Yellow Mansion for many years, and is extremely sensitive to the market price of slaves, and she can see the "treachery" of Li Yaozu and his wife at a glance.

"Master Li and the eldest grandmother of the Li family were willing to agree to my redemption, they didn't make it difficult, and they recommended me to Master Shan afterwards......"

"This little profit, there is no need to worry too much."

Wei Tu shook his head, not wanting Wei Hong to continue to study in this aspect.

Three years ago, he estimated that his ransom money was about ten taels, which could be more than ten taels or less than ten taels.

And how much this is, he is incalculable, because it depends entirely on the conscience of the Li family.

Unlike going to the store to buy goods, when he decided to redeem the silver, he was not qualified to bargain, so he could only let Li Yaozu and his wife make the offer.

"Okay, Brother Wei won't talk about this, you see the matter of Xinghua's redemption, you see ......" Wei Hong asked with a smile.

"I don't have to worry about this matter for my second aunt."

Wei Tu shook his head and said, "If the nephew wants to borrow money to redeem the identity deed of Xinghua, when he is in the Shan family, the nephew will open this mouth to Master Shan." ”

The green horse is worth a hundred taels, and Shan Wuju is still willing to lend it to him, and the money to redeem the apricot blossom may not be ten taels of silver...... Wei Tu believed that as long as he opened his mouth, Shan Wuju would definitely lend it to him.

Not only will Shan Wuju lend him money, but the person who wants to lend him this money, even Shan Fang, who has a "feud" with him, will be extremely happy to learn about it.

Redeem his wife's house for him......

This is a great favor!

"It's the second aunt who is reckless." When Wei Hong heard Wei Tu's words, his smile stiffened slightly, and the pungent breath on his body was completely dissipated.

- She could hear the meaning of alienation from Wei Tu's words.

would rather borrow Shan Wuju than borrow her, the meaning is obvious, her second aunt is far inferior to Shan Wuju in Wei Tu's heart.

"Hunting geese all day long, in the end I am still blinded by geese pecking." Wei Hong sighed secretly.

At the end of today's martial arts, she thought that Wei Tu recognized her without the slightest rejection, and wanted to use this to cling to the wealth of the Huang family......

However, after learning that Master Wei Tu was a single martial artist, this thought immediately disappeared in her heart and disappeared without a trace.

The resources of a martial artist, even if they are not as good as the Huang family, are not much worse.

Those connections on the official road are not comparable to the Huang family.

Wei Tu, a martial arts disciple, has no need, and there is no need to come to the Huang family with a dead face.

Wei Tu was able to admit his relatives to her, I'm afraid it was because she didn't do things back then.

"Brother Wei'er, the kitchen has already prepared the dishes, you and the second aunt come together, this is a special celebration banquet for you." Wei Hong did a good job of hiding his embarrassment, and ended the topic on the grounds that the wedding banquet was about to begin.

- Even if her nephew is no longer close to her, as long as she recognizes her relatives and has status, then her status in the Huang family can also benefit from this, and the tide will rise.

……

After eating, the celebration feast.

Wei Tu didn't stay in the Huang Mansion for a long time, and said goodbye to Master Huang on the grounds that he needed to prepare for the exam.

When Master Huang heard this, it was difficult to keep Wei Tu with a suitable reason, so he asked the housekeeper to arrange a carriage to send Wei Tu back to Li's house.

on this.

Weitu thought for a moment, but did not refuse.

- Li Yaozu has a stingy personality, thinking that borrowing him to stay overnight is a great kindness, and having the Huang family's carriage to send him off can also eliminate the delusions in Li Yaozu's heart.

It is a kindness for the rich to take in the poor for the night.

But taking in people of his or her status is a matter of social and courtesy, not kindness.

"Defend the Warrior Guard."

Outside the door of the Yellow Mansion, just as Wei Tu got into the carriage and was about to leave, a rough voice suddenly sounded outside the curtain.

This voice, as soon as I heard it, was a martial artist who also practiced martial arts, full of energy.

"Martial Master Ruan?" Wei Tu lifted the curtain of the carriage, glanced out, and quickly recognized the identity of the person who spoke out.

Although he only had a one-sided relationship with Martial Master Ruan, the health skills that Martial Master Ruan gave him were too important, so after three years, he still remembered Martial Master Ruan's appearance in his mind.

"Back then, Ruan had a lot of contempt for the Wei martial artists who were studying......"

"Afterwards, Ruan often blamed himself."

"It's me...... I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, and I hope that Master Wei Wushi doesn't remember the villain......"

Ruan Wushi's face turned red, he twisted for a moment, hugged his fists and bowed deeply to Wei Tu, and apologized loudly.

Warriors are brave and ruthless.

With the humiliation he had done to Weitu three years ago, it was hard for him to imagine...... If Wei Tu had touched him in the third game of the "competition", what kind of heavy hand would he have dealt to him.

At that time, not only will his reputation be ruined, but he may also be seriously injured by Weitu and paralyzed for life.

Come to think of it.

Martial Master Ruan was terrified.

Therefore, for the sake of his reputation and life, he stopped the carriage at this moment and apologized to Weitu with a shy face.

The other side.

After seeing Martial Master Ruan perform this big gift, Wei Tu was stunned for a moment, and after relieving himself, he said: "Wei doesn't care about this matter, and asks Martial Master Ruan to get up, no need to be polite......"

back then.

He didn't pay attention to the humiliation of Martial Master Ruan, because he and Martial Master Ruan were just strangers who had never known each other.

What really took it to heart was his cousin Huang Yuanshan's words of despising his cousin.

It's not a good feeling to be disliked.

But forgiveness is forgiveness.

Wei Tu was also not tolerant enough to get out of the carriage and personally help Ruan Wushi bow down, and then said some words of relief.

He is not a virtuous gentleman, and he does not think about the king's hegemony, so there is no need to go to Corporal Lixian.

After speaking, Wei Tu lowered the curtain and motioned to the coachman to hurry and not to stay.

"What I cared about back then."

"To this day...... I don't mind that much......"

After the carriage had traveled some distance, Weitu lifted the curtain.

The night is as cool as water.

The chill is slightly thick.

Wei Tu spread out the five fingers of his right hand, touched the spring breeze that was galloping outside the car, and then touched his cheek with his hand.

The cheeks are slightly cold.

I don't have the feeling of burning water three years ago.