Shouting in panic came to her ears, Murong Xue stopped counting the items, and the corner of her mouth curled up with a sneer: She knew that there was no good appointment, and there was no good banquet.
As Murong Ye's brother, her mother's compatriot, the trip to the Marquis of Wu'an will never be peaceful, but she didn't expect things to happen so quickly. Murong Ye had been gone for less than an hour before something happened. Murong Rou I really can't wait.
Everyone knows that she is weak and sick, so she can use an excuse not to go to Marquis of Wu'an's mansion, but Murong Ye, as the current Marquis of Zhen Guo and Murong Rou's natal nephew, has absolutely no reason not to go, Murong Rou's schemes and tricks can't be avoided by him , can’t be avoided, then solve it directly.
Murong Xue turned around and looked at the person who came: "What's wrong? Talk slowly."
The person who came was Feng Tao, a boy who followed Murong Ye to the Marquis of Wu'an. He looked fifteen or sixteen years old and ran all the way. The young master gambled with the Second Young Master Song at the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion... and lost..."
The Second Young Master Song he was talking about was Song Qingyan, the second son of Marquis Wu'an's second brother. He was also young and out of business, and was quite famous among the rich in the capital.
Murong Ye was young, and his gambling skills were poor. He lost nine out of ten bets, and he lost money. Murong Xue was not surprised: "How much did you lose?"
"One hundred thousand taels!"
"How did you lose so much?" Murong Xue's eyes widened in surprise: Murong Ye did not lose less money when fighting dogs outside before, but at most he lost a few thousand or ten thousand taels.
Feng Tao said bitterly: "They bet a lot, one game is five or six thousand taels, the younger ones think that the young master has lost too much, but the young master did not listen to persuasion at all, and even fought with Song Er The young master was gambling, so Shuangxi asked the young one to inform the eldest lady..."
Murong Ye, the prodigal son, when he saw the game, he put everything behind him. Even if Murong Rou designed him, he could control himself not to lose so much.
Did he know that one hundred thousand taels of silver would not be spent in two lifetimes if placed in a commoner's family? Do you know that with the current strength of the Zhen Guohou Mansion, it will take more than half a year to earn one hundred thousand taels of silver
Losing one hundred thousand taels of silver in the blink of an eye, he was really generous. If Murong Yue and his wife knew about it, they would definitely jump up in anger!
Deep anger welled up in Murong Xue's eyes: "Where is Murong Ye now? Take me to see him."
"Yes!" Feng Tao replied in a deep voice, and his bitter face instantly beamed with joy: "Miss, wait a moment, and I will order someone to prepare the car right away..."
"What kind of car do you have, leave the mansion directly, take a shortcut, and rush to the Marquis of Wuan's mansion as soon as possible." Murong Xue's eyes were cold: Murong Ye likes to gamble, and the bets are huge. He gambled for several rounds and lost a lot of money. If he continued to delay, he might lose all of the one million taels that he had just recovered.
Murong Rou knows that he is addicted to gambling, so she prescribes the right medicine. It is really clever to use this method to calculate him.
"Yes!" Feng Tao agreed, and followed Murong Xue out of the mansion, leading her to turn left and right in the alley, and after turning countless turns, he came to a mansion.
Above the gate, the four gold-plated characters of "Marquis of Wu'an" shine brightly in the sun. Under the plaque, civil and military officials, as well as noble wives and daughters come in and out, greeting politely with smiles on their faces.
Precious gifts piled up like a mountain, the butler with a smile on his face directed the maids, and the servants carried them back and forth.
The corners of Murong Xue's mouth curved slightly, her eyes were as cold as ice: Murong Rou, I'm here to solve your conspiracy, are you ready for bad luck
In the garden of Marquis Mansion of Wu'an, Mrs. Song was wearing a dark blue beige embroidered with blessing patterns, and a three-dimensional embroidered forehead inlaid with rubies. She was full of energy, sitting among the old ladies, laughing and talking.
"Mrs. Song, it's your birthday. Why doesn't your parents and daughter-in-law come out to entertain guests?" The incident at the Sixth Shop caused a lot of trouble in the city. Murong Rou and the entire Marquis of Wu'an were notorious. Mrs. Lin came to the Marquis of Wu'an to be a guest because of her relationship with her. Mrs. Song has a good personal relationship, and she also wanted to meet the instigator of the incident by the way.
Madam Noble, the eyes of the daughters also fell on Mrs. Song one after another. The story of Murong Rou has been compiled into dozens of versions, and it is widely circulated in the streets and alleys. There are many twists and turns, but Mrs. Song is Murong Rou's mother-in-law, and the truth she told is definitely more detailed and interesting than what they guessed.
"I punished her to go to the Buddhist hall to contemplate behind closed doors!" Mrs. Song said flatly.
"Why is that?" Mrs. Lin asked knowingly.
"It's not because my eldest daughter-in-law did something wrong." Mrs. Song sighed heavily: "She usually looks very gentle and virtuous, and I trust her quite a bit, so I entrusted the entire Wu'anhou Mansion to her Take care, I didn't expect that she would black-heartedly scheme against the pair of orphaned brothers and sisters of her elder brother, alas, what a family misfortune... "
Everyone looked at each other, looked at each other's noses, looked at their hearts, the emptying of other people's shops was done by Murong Rou alone, and the rest of the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion didn't know about it at all. If it hadn't happened, they would probably still be kept in the dark where...
Murong Rou is the wife of the Marquis of Wu'an, she did something wrong by herself, and the reputation of the entire Marquis of Wu'an's mansion was affected, it's really pitiful...
Seeing the sympathy in everyone's eyes, Mrs. Song's eyes flashed a smile: Murong Rou's plan to empty out her elder sister-in-law's dowry shop is a fact, and everyone in the capital knows it. If she denies it, she will be a guilty conscience and will be ridiculed She couldn't hold her head up, so she admitted it openly, and then cut and deleted the truth to guide people to think in a direction that is beneficial to her.
Her guidance was undoubtedly successful, and the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion was completely taken out.
"It's rare for us to get together, so let's not talk about these troubles, Huihui, go to the kitchen to see if the crystal cake is ready, and serve it up for everyone to try."
Huihui is Mrs. Song's second daughter-in-law, Wu Huihui, the daughter of the servant of the Ministry of Rites. Following the instructions, the smiling Fu Fu body hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.
Looking at her quickly going away, Mrs. Lin praised again and again: "Your second daughter-in-law is also smart, but she organized this birthday banquet?"
"No, it's her first time hosting a banquet. There are so many things, it's really difficult for her..."
Standing behind the rockery, Murong Rou almost gritted her silver teeth when she heard Mrs. Song's smiling answer: The birthday banquet was all organized by her, and the old lady Song wanted to cultivate Wu Huihui, so it's fine to put all the credit on her.
But regarding the Liupuzi matter, how could she make herself so unbearable? All the things I brought from the shop were used in the Marquis of Wu'an Mansion, and everyone in the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion benefited a lot...
A maidservant in pink came forward and reported respectfully, "Ma'am, the eldest lady of Zhen Guohou's residence is here!"