"I help Yunqing to do things, and my family is not guilty. Now tell the truth, and I will keep your loved ones safe in your family. Besides, you are not the mastermind in the first place, so why should you take the great sin on yourself? ”

The master she trusted in the past abandoned her as soon as something happened, and pushed her out to take the blame, threatening her mother at home.

But the eldest girl said frankly that the sin is not as good as the family, and she protects their loved ones in the family......

The pattern is high-level and judgmental.

Tears welled up in Ziling's eyes, and Fu Yunqing hooked her lips, knowing that she had made a plan and pulled the veil from her mouth.

"It's you!!" Ziling pointed angrily at the Yuan family, crying and shouting, "Every time the second lady and the old man are greedy for public accounts, they order me to trade privately with the shopkeeper!" In order to hide people's eyes, the shopkeeper first buried the silver ticket in the soil of the willow forest, and then I dug it up and brought it to the second lady! I tried my best to do things for the second lady, and as soon as something happened, the second lady wanted to kill me and threaten my mother's life. ”

Fu Yunqing sat on the stone bench, poured a cup of flower tea comfortably, and enjoyed the good scene of the master and servant's backstabbing.

She didn't actually do anything, just helped her predict how the Yuan family would treat her on the way to tie up Ziling.

The shopkeeper who had experienced Fu Yunqing's methods immediately protected himself and told everything and everything, how much he was greedy, in which money, and even on which day, he confessed it all!

was both pointed out by the maid shopkeeper, Rao is the skillful Yuan family, and his face was also rapidly pale, his brain was buzzing, and he looked at Futing hard......

What to do? What to do!

Thinking about it, Yuan Shi cried and mourned, put down his body and said, "Yunqing, you are a good boy. The second aunt is also poor and afraid, so she is greedy for this public account, this little money, what is it in front of family affection? Do you really want to make a fuss about a little money? ”

Fu Yunqing enjoyed Yuan's low profile, looking at her like a monkey, and Yu pointed to the account book: "Fifty-six thousand four hundred taels of silver is not a small amount of money." Since my aunt thinks it's a little money, please pay back this insignificant little money, right? ”

Yuan's face was extremely ugly, and he was a little embarrassed, crying and changing the topic: "Good boy, Yunqing, you also know that your second uncle is a gambler, your younger brother is studying, and the second room spends money like running water." When my eldest brother and sister-in-law were alive, I was never greedy before, but these days are too difficult, so I embezzled some public accounts for emergencies——"

Fu Yunqing interrupted her interestingly: "When my father and mother were alive, you were never greedy? ”

"Yes, I'm going to be greedy for thunder and thunder—"

Bang!

An old ledger smashed on Yuan's body!

Fu Yunqing's eyes showed a complicated color, thinking of his father's and mother's magnanimity, he actually had some mixed tastes, his face was completely cold, and his voice sank a little:

"A few days ago, I rummaged through my mother's old belongings and found an old account written by my mother four years ago, which had already recorded the pen and pen that you were greedy for before the second room. Proof of what? It proves that she has long known that you are greedy, but she doesn't say a word, she thinks of family affection, tolerance and soft-heartedness, but you have intensified, and you have become more and more greedy over the years! ”

"In that case, don't blame your niece for being ruthless, you can only take back all the big estate you manage. From now on, the second room and the big house are separated, and each manages its own household subsidy! ”

"Divide the family or not? To each his own? The Yuan family, who has been well-dressed and well-fed all these years, almost screamed.

Tianying was shocked by her strange scream.

Fu Yunqing scratched her ear impatiently.

The Yuan family has long forgotten that the one who holds up the lintel has always been the big house, and the Futing she married is just a bastard, a loser, leaving the big house, and the second room is so poor that it clangs, stained with the light of the big house, greedy for the accounts of the big house, and wants to harm the life of the big house......

That's not how to be a human being.

"Ziling moved my big house public account, but Nian took the initiative to confess, expelled from the Fufu, and did not do another punishment. Shopkeeper, I can't keep you, thinking that you are old and young, so I don't report to the official, and go to make up for the deficit that I have embezzled from the gold and jade shop over the years. ”

After Fu Yunqing made a decision, his eyes fell on Yuan Shi coldly, and Yuan Shi only felt that the ice and snow were covered in his body, and he shivered with cold.

The girl's red lips opened slightly, and she said coldly: "Aunt and uncle, do it yourself." ”

Yuan was slapped in the face by Fu Yunqing and gave her a smile, but she still lost her big house property, and she didn't know what kind of hard life she would have to live in the future.

Futing's face was full of gloom, and the fat ducks flew away!

Yuan sat on the stone bench, her heart was surging with anger, her chest was full of anger, she clenched her fists, and threw a knife to Futing: "You go and beg the old lady!" ”

"I can't suppress Fu Yunqing, this cheap girl, the old lady should be able to hold it down."

Thinking of the poor days in the future, Futing's old face wrinkled into bitter gourd, and he ran to Fushou Temple, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

"Mother, I am your own son, I am your only son! The eldest brother is the wild seed he picked up, and his son and daughter are also wild seeds, what kind of bullying our couple with this pair of wild seeds? Fu Ting cried bitterly, "Fu Yunqing took back all the shops, do you want to watch your son starve to death on the streets!"

Mrs. Fu was closing her eyes to recuperate, and was shaken by her own son, almost breaking the Buddhist bead bracelet in her hand.

"Now that you are still alive, that cheap girl has bullied me to this point, and when you go west, I don't know how she will deal with our family!"

As soon as Fu Ting's words came out, the Buddha beads in Fu Laofu's hand were fiercely cut off, and the small leaves of red sandalwood were scattered all over the ground, and the eyes that were as calm as Gutan suddenly opened, and their majesty was revealed.

Seeing this look, the people in the room suddenly felt a sense of oppression.

Yuan, who stood in the corner and didn't speak, evoked a faint smug smile.

The old lady went out and never missed.

……

"After the second room left the big house, he was so poor that he couldn't open the pot, and I heard that Yuan's hands with ten fingers that did not touch the spring water actually began to be a female celebrity and make a living selling embroidery."

Tian Ying told Fu Yunqing the information sent back by the shadow guard, and she was quite proud of her words!

Fu Yunqing has been very busy for half a month.

The dozens of shops recovered from Yuan's hands must first screen out the dark chess pieces in the second room one by one, pull out the unusable people, and then replace them with shadow guards who he trusts to take over, and then hand over the most important shops to Tianying and Renqing for management.

After listening to Tianying's words, Fu Yunqing's face was extremely flat, and he pressed his temples with his fingertips: "Don't be too happy, I'm afraid that there will be more troublesome things next." ”

"What do you mean by that, girl?"

As soon as Tianying finished speaking, Mama Fu of Fushou Yuan came over with a smile on her face and saluted: "Congratulations to the eldest girl, congratulations to the eldest girl." ”

These words made Tianying listen to the circle: "Where does the joy come from?" ”