Chapter 12: He's a scumbag
Xiao Yuchen was limited to thinking about it.
If he dares to go, the sharp-toothed woman will dare to throw him out...... I can't afford to lose that person.
"That's it......"
He waved his hand and was about to tell someone to stand down, when suddenly he remembered something again.
"Didn't this king ask you to send two meals a day to Wutong Courtyard? Everything is simple, just make sure she doesn't starve to death? β
"Do you disobey the yin? There are vegetables and meat in her yard, and oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and spices are complete! Who gave you the guts?! β
The people did not dare to speak, and the room was silent.
The mother-in-law in charge of this matter trembled like chaff.
Xiao Yuchen's gaze fell on her.
The mother-in-law hurriedly kowtowed, "Back to the prince's words, it is true that there are two meals a day, only cold steamed buns and leftovers from the first day......"
The more the mother-in-law spoke, the quieter she became.
Xiao Yuchen's gaze was gloomy, and ink could drip out.
"Do you see that there is a problem with this king's eyes?"
"Slaves don't dare! The minions don't know why...... Every day, the food is delivered through the doorway, and the door is never even opened. β
Xiao Yuchen understands that there must be something strange here.
But now, he doesn't really want to hold people accountable.
"When did she have an extra child in her yard?" He stared at his mother-in-law, and that was what he was going to ask.
The mother-in-law trembled even more, "The slave and the slave don't know very well...... GreatγAbout five years agoγ At that time, someone reported it, but the prince said that as long as people were alive, they didn't want to hear any news about Wutong Temple...... That's why I put this matter down......"
Xiao Yuchen was completely unimpressed.
He had his subordinates who knew about it called in, "especially those on duty at the back door." β
The monsoon called for people.
Xiao Yuchen looked at this group of people, one by one, with coarse old clothes, so shabby that they didn't even look like the errands in his house.
He looked at Monsoon suspiciously, and asked with his eyes: Where did you find such a down-and-out subordinate? Fool him?
"Lord Yu knows that the errand workers at the back door of Wutong Courtyard are basically the lowest-class servants in the house, and they do the most humble and pickled rough work."
"If they don't work their way up, they won't get to see you once in their lives." β
Xiao Yuchen nodded...... Didn't get a chance to meet him?
But how did he think that the eyes of this group of people were full of hostility when they looked at him?
"This king asks you, what year and month did Wutong Courtyard have a child? Where do so many flowers and plants come from? How are the meat and egg dishes in the kitchen delivered? β
After Xiao Yuchen asked, the people hung their heads and did not speak.
He glanced at Monsoon.
Ji Feng comprehended, and immediately brought a mahogany tray with a plate full of shiny silver ingots!
Xiao Yuchen picked up a round and fat silver ingot, threw it and caught it, the silver light was shining and heavy.
He hooked the corners of his mouth, "See?" Whoever gives an account first will be rewarded to him. β
Money often unmakes the men who make it.
He didn't believe it, and he couldn't get the answer he wanted.
"No one wants to say?" Xiao Yuchen was a little surprised, and even increased his chips, "If anyone can say clearly, this king will transfer him to the study courtyard to be on an errand." β
It's a straight line promotion.
From never having the opportunity to see him in his life, he suddenly rose to see him every day.
There are many opportunities to meet the Lord face-to-face, and there are countless opportunities for various promotions, gifts, and benefits.
Xiao Yuchen expected the scene of breaking his head and rushing to explain...... And it didn't show up.
The room was still quiet.
This group of the most poor and inferior minions actually showed the temperament of "poor and lowly cannot be moved, and mighty cannot be bent"?
"When did the children of Wutong Temple exist? How can there be? Xiao Yuchen frowned and asked.
At this time, an elderly mother-in-law finally couldn't help it.
"Lord Wang! Although the old slave is an inferior slave, the princess treats the slaves well, and the princess treats us as human beings! β
"The life of the princess is not like a human life! The kid, you ask? When the princess gave birth, the front and back doors were closed, and no one dared to go in to help her! β
"A woman's birth is like passing through a ghost gate! The princess risked death to give birth to that child! She gave birth alone, cut the umbilical cord alone, took the child and confinement alone...... She crawled out of the ghost gate! β
The mother-in-law said, and couldn't help but burst into tears.
Monsoon angrily scolded, "Bold minions! Who are you counting?! β
Xiao Yuchen was completely shocked - what did Wen Jin do? Can these lowly minions not hesitate to offend the Lord for her sake of not being deceived by money?
Only ask about the specific date five years ago, and no one remembers it...... Unable to ask anything, Xiao Yuchen waved his hand to let them retreat.
"You remember, that child is a relative of Wen Jin's mother's family, and she is called aunt. Got it? β
In this last sentence, he was indeed out of good intentions, to protect the child.
But this group of dog minions actually looked at him with disdain, as if he was a scumbag and a negative man! Damn it!