There was a panic in the room, and Doctor Song came in a hurry.
After seeing Wen Qingzhu, he came out to report to Wen Shuquan, with cold sweat on his head: "Third Master, Miss Qi has been stimulated and is in critical condition. If possible, it is best to ask Dr. Fang to come and take a look."
"What's going on!" Uncle Wen's face turned cold, wishing he could kill Doctor Song, a quack.
Wen Qingzhu suddenly vomited blood just now, which was caused by Jiang Yuancheng saying that the Lu family's old house was burned down.
But he couldn't blame Jiang Yuancheng, he could only direct his anger at Dr. Song: "You'd better explain it! What's going on!"
Doctor Song felt the pressure from Wen Shuquan, and he suddenly had the idea of saying goodbye again.
But now he has to explain: "Third Master, the heart wound repaired by Miss Seven has been damaged again. This villain is not good at medical skills and there is really nothing I can do."
Uncle Wen's face turned gloomy: "No matter what, you need to stabilize the condition of the young lady first! Didn't Dr. Fang keep the prescription?"
Doctor Song was in so much pain that he had no choice but to accept it. However, he looked up at them and said, "Can you trouble the Third Master and this Young Master to leave first? It's best for Miss Seven to rest."
"Fifth Young Master." Uncle Wen turned to look at Jiang Yuancheng.
Jiang Yuancheng nodded and followed him out.
Wen Qinglan was afraid of being settled by Uncle Wen Quanqiu, so she hurried out and stood firmly behind Jiang Yuancheng.
When the three of them arrived in the front hall, Wen Shuquan suddenly looked at Wen Qinglan and asked Jiang Yuancheng: "Does the Fifth Young Master like Wei Chen's eldest concubine?"
The eldest daughter
Wen Qinglan's face suddenly turned pale. Why would her father suspiciously remind His Highness that she was a concubine
She lowered her head, unwilling to do so.
Jiang Yuancheng was slightly startled and explained: "Master Wen misunderstood. I just saw Fourth Miss Wen's kindness and talked to her a few words before. This time I took the liberty to visit Miss Seventh. It was because Miss Seventh was so popular on the day of the Hundred Flowers Banquet." Sheng, too many scholars fell in love at first sight, so I came here to visit."
With a few simple words, Jiang Yuancheng cleared himself up.
Next to her, Wen Qinglan's face turned pale. She really didn't expect that Jiang Yuancheng would directly let her take the blame.
Although the folk customs of this dynasty are relatively open, the distinction between men and women is still very particular.
Jiang Yuancheng himself has a high status and is a man. He wants to talk to him a few more words. As a woman, he should avoid suspicion.
Uncle Wen nodded, and then looked deeply at Wen Qinglan.
"It seems that the discipline of Weichen has been lax."
With such a light word, Wen Qinglan was so frightened that she knelt on the ground and cried so hard: "Father, Your Highness wants your daughter to lead the way. My daughter dare not disobey!"
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Yuancheng frowned instantly.
Wen Shuquan raised his head and looked at Jiang Yuancheng: "It turns out that the Fifth Young Master asked Wei Chen's daughter to lead the way."
Jiang Yuancheng was riding a tiger and was forced to admit: "I really haven't met anyone else. It's really helpless. I will pay attention next time."
Although Wen Qinglan was scared when these words came out, Jiang Yuancheng finally took some responsibility for her, and her heart slowly relaxed.
After sending Jiang Yuancheng away, Uncle Wen retired in full screen.
Wen Qinglan knelt in front of him, trembling and not daring to make a sound.
After a long time, Uncle Wen asked in a low voice: "It turns out that the relationship between Lan'er and His Highness the Fifth Prince is not what my father imagined."
"Female, daughter..." Wen Qinglan listened to his words and didn't understand what he meant at all.
Wen Shuquan's face turned gloomy: "It seems that you grew up next to my aunt. You didn't learn the good things, but you learned all the unspeakable tricks. It seems that you are more skillful than the flower girl in the brothel."
Hearing Wen Shuquan's metaphor, Wen Qinglan felt like she was in an ice cellar.
It's over, her father is giving up on her!
no!
Not impossible!
Wen Qinglan hurriedly took out something from her sleeve, presented it in front of Wen Shuquan, and cried: "Father! My daughter was really forced. This is the evidence!"
…
After a few days, the weather got better.
Fushoutang sent Songyan over to visit Wen Qingzhu.
Lu Tao led Song Yan to the room to see Wen Qingzhu.
"Miss Seventh, I would like to give you my regards." Song Yan knelt on the ground and gave a big salute.
Wen Qingzhu raised his hand: "Sister Songyan, you're welcome."
How could Song Yan dare to accept Wen Qingzhu's name as sister? She quickly said, "Miss Seventh, please don't break this slave, just call me Song Yan."
Wen Qingzhu smiled and agreed.
Song Yan looked outside the door, and after seeing no one else, she cautiously said, "Miss Qi, the old lady has decided to let each room contribute the master's 30,000 taels of silver equally."
Wen Qingzhu smiled and said, "Master and Madam have no objection?"
Song Yan sighed and said: "The master also agreed to this matter. The master did not dare to speak out. Naturally, the eldest lady did not dare to disobey the old lady. However, the eldest lady claimed to be ill and returned to her parents' home, so everything at home was taken away. It was handed over to the Yang family, and now the old lady feels a little regretful, because the master's official position was secured by the Wan family."
After listening to Song Yan's words, Wen Qingzhu was noncommittal.
Wen Guanbin's official position was not guaranteed by the Wan family.
Wan gave up her choice and returned to her parents' home. She probably thought it was also the Wan family who helped.
Seeing that Wen Qingzhu's expression hadn't changed much, Song Yan couldn't help but murmur in her heart.
The average payment for four houses is 30,000 taels of silver, and each room requires a lot of money.
Sanfang had to pay seven thousand taels of silver, so why was Wen Qingzhu not in a hurry.
Wen Qingzhu seemed to feel Song Yan's expression and said, "Don't worry, this little money is nothing."
"But it's seven thousand taels of silver after all..." Song Yan was puzzled. She came here specially to sell it.
The second and fourth bedrooms have been very good to the east courtyard recently, and she has noticed it.
She used to look down upon the second wife, but after Mrs. Ding came back, Mrs. Liu was in chaos.
Song Yan felt that she needed to pay attention to it.
The Fourth Fang is in charge of the Wen family's money, so everyone would rather offend the people in the First Fang than the Fourth Fang.
Only then did Song Yan feel lucky that she had followed the right person early.
According to Wen Qingzhu's current situation, she could definitely show off the more than seven thousand taels of silver.
But now Wen Qingzhu doesn't care about her news.
This hurt Song Yan.
Wen Qingzhu looked at the half-opened window and said in a vague tone: "Thirty thousand taels of silver can't send those people away."
Song Yan didn't understand, but Wen Qingzhu didn't explain.
But a few days later, Song Yan understood.
Wen Guanbin called everyone over again.
The family needs to raise money again, and still needs 70,000 taels of silver.
Wan didn't come back, so Wen Bogui brought Wen Qingfang over.
After hearing Wen Guanbin's words, Wen Bogui was in chaos for a moment.
"Father! Why do you still need 70,000 taels of silver! Didn't you ask Uncle Xian to ask His Highness the Crown Prince?!"
Wen Ji's face became even more ugly. Even if they were divided equally, they would still have to pay nearly 20,000 taels of silver for each room.
Wen Shuquan had no reaction as always, just quietly waiting for the final decision.
Yang, who was following Wen Jihua, kept her head lowered. Logically speaking, she must have said something at this time.
But Yang was unusually silent today.
Wen Qingfang came here for a formality, but she noticed something strange about Yang.
what happened? The fourth aunt actually didn't make any noise or fuss.
Seven thousand taels of silver are easy to raise, but twenty thousand taels of silver are much more difficult to raise.
Even if you sell your valuable Gudong paintings and calligraphy, it will take a certain amount of time.
"But what happened to the prince?" Wen Jihua has been much calmer recently and did not press Wen Bogui like in the past.
Wen Guanbin looked at Wen Bogui a little disappointed, but he looked at Wen Jihua very pleased and said: "The original thirty thousand taels of silver were just for them to test the bottom line of our Wen family. Now they find that our Wen family quickly took out the money and started to fight like a lion." Speaking of which, it’s not that the prince is taking care of us as the in-laws of the Wan family.”
"This is a bit difficult. We have to pay nearly 20,000 taels of silver for each room. My eldest brother and I are okay."
Before Wen Jihua finished speaking, Wen Bogui was furious and immediately jumped up to accuse him: "Who is okay! You are the only one who is okay! Huayuan has always taken the public's share, nothing more. Take it! How can we get twenty thousand taels of silver at once!"
Wen Jihua frowned and explained: "Brother, you have been in the Ministry of Industry for many years. Although your official position is not high, more and more people come to you for work every year, and you are paid a lot of money for filial piety. Did I say anything?"
"You, don't slander people with empty words!" Wen Bogui didn't expect that Wen Jihua knew about this. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he could only curse loudly, "Like my father, I am an innocent official! How can I accept it?" What kind of filial money do you have to spend! Even if you have some filial money, you don’t spend it on the superiors every year! It’s not like you, relying on the Wen family, waiting for those businessmen to come to give gifts and money, and do nothing at all! "
"Brother, you must speak with your conscience!" Wen Jihua was already patient enough, but when he heard Wen Bogui's words, the veins on his head suddenly popped out.
"You have the nerve to say that I have no conscience! The Wen family's industrial profits are so high every year! The amount you get from the public school is only a small amount! I'm afraid it's not the evil intentions of your four brothers who swallowed it up!" Wen Bogui was not to be outdone.
Wen Jihua's face turned green and red with anger: "Brother, this is the time to settle the Wen family's debt!"
"Isn't it fourth brother that you want to settle your false accounts! So that you can prove your innocence?" Wen Bogui wanted to tear himself apart, but he actually had the nerve to settle accounts!
Neither of them wanted to be outdone, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
Suddenly, two voices spoke at the same time.
"Ji Hua."
"Father."
One is Yang and the other is Wen Qingfang.
Everyone looked at them.
Wen Qingfang and Yang even looked at each other.
Wen Qingfang gave in and said, "Fourth Aunt, let me talk first."
Yang thought about Wen Qingxin's words, nodded, and then said to Wen Guanbin: "Since eldest brother suspects that we have made false accounts, why not take this opportunity to do the math."
Wen Guanbin said nothing with a sullen face.
Yang continued: "My daughter-in-law thinks so. It's really okay to get 20,000 taels of silver for our fourth and third bedrooms, but we may not be able to get even 10,000 taels for our second and third bedrooms, especially the second bedroom. Father should knew."
Hearing these words, Wen Guanbin's expression softened.
Looking at Ms. Yang in surprise, she didn't expect this daughter-in-law to have such a calm side.
Compared to Wanshi, it doesn't seem to be much different.
Wen Qingfang frowned instantly, and Wen Bogui also noticed something strange.
Yang raised her hand, and not long after, several women came up with a bunch of account books.
Liu, who had always been silent, suddenly said: "Yun'er, what are you doing?"
Yang's eyes were red, and she looked aggrieved, holding a handkerchief to wipe away the non-existent tears.
He said slowly: "It doesn't matter if my daughter-in-law has suffered these years, but my daughter-in-law doesn't want Ji Hua and Liang'er to suffer together."