After passing the Wan family, everyone gathered around the old lady and went to the backyard.
Wan was in trouble and wanted to follow her, but unfortunately there was no place for her to stand.
"Please come in!"
Wen Shuquan's voice came from the door, and he hurried over with Doctor Lin from last time.
Entering the house, Wen Shuquan saw her and Wen Mingxuan at a glance.
"Father." Wen Qingzhu and Wen Mingxuan stood up immediately.
Uncle Wen nodded.
Then he glanced at Mrs. Wan, called "Sister-in-law" indifferently, and rushed to the backyard with Doctor Lin.
Mrs. Wan tightened her handkerchief and dared not speak out in anger.
At this moment, Dong Ling, the maid beside her, came back.
Dong Ling walked up to her and whispered a few words.
Wan's face turned increasingly livid.
Just as Wan was about to speak, she saw Wen Qingzhu and the others were still there, and said, "It's none of your business now, you can go back."
Several people responded respectfully and then left Fuyuan.
After leaving the door, Wen Qinghe took Wen Qingzhu's hand: "Seventh sister, is Qingxin okay?"
"It's okay, Doctor Lin is here, she must be okay." What Wen Qingzhu was thinking about was that Wen Shuquan's attitude toward Wan was a little strange.
After separating from Wen Qinghe and the others, Wen Qingzhu sent Wen Mingxuan back to Zimingtang.
Before leaving, Wen Qingzhu thought of one thing and turned back.
After half an hour, they left Zimingtang.
Just after returning to the east courtyard of Yanyuan, Jasmine hurriedly greeted her.
"Miss, you are finally back!"
From the corner of his eyes, Wen Qingzhu saw a dark shadow flashing behind him, and the corner of his mouth curled up as he said, "Let's talk after we go in."
Back in the house, Wen Qingzhu asked Xi'er to guard the door.
Jasmine lowered her voice as much as possible and said, "I followed Lu Yu just now and found that she went to see Biyu."
"What!" Wen Qingzhu's eyes narrowed, "Isn't she going to see Grandma Xin?"
Jasmine shook her head: "It's not Nanny Xin. As soon as Lu Yu left, the eldest lady's people came and took Biyu away."
"This is very strange." Wen Qingzhu couldn't help but think deeply.
I thought it was Aunt Wu who wanted to harm Mingxuan, but now it seems that she really wasn't Wu
Jasmine stepped back, and Mother Ye walked in with a sad face.
"Miss, those shopkeepers are too bullying."
Wen Qingzhu immediately stood up, signaled Lu Tao to close the door, and then helped Mother Ye sit down.
Looking up at Wen Qingzhu, Ye's mother blamed herself: "It's all useless slaves. The account books they gave us are all fake accounts!"
Mother Ye took out a stack of account books, and the covers of each book were brand new.
"Mother Ye, you have to take your time on this matter. I will teach you a way tomorrow." Wen Qingzhu held her hand and replied with a smile.
It's late at night, in a side room in the west courtyard.
"Auntie, if Biyu is arrested, will we be implicated?" Lu Yu was a little worried. She always felt that Aunt Wu's move was too dangerous.
Aunt Wu was soaking in the smelly bathtub, with a fierce look in her eyes: "Don't worry, she has seen the things Chunbi stole, and she will definitely not let that dead girl from the east courtyard go!"
In the early morning, Wen Qingzhu had just gotten up, and Jasmine hurriedly came to report.
"Miss, the young master has been invited to Huayuan by the eldest lady."
"Why does this matter involve Mingxuan again?" Wen Qingzhu's heart tightened.
Taking Green Tao with him, Wen Qingzhu hurried to Huayuan.
As soon as she arrived at the door of the house, Qiu Ling reached out to stop her: "Miss Qi, Madam is asking questions inside, please wait a moment."
Wen Qingzhu turned around and saw Qiu Ling's gentle smile, but her attitude was vaguely tough.
"Sister Qiuling, then I'll wait here." Wen Qingzhu took two steps back.
She was quite impressed by Qiu Ling.
At first, Dong Ling was the eldest wife's bride-to-be for the second young master of the Wen family, but later Qiu Ling resorted to tricks to replace her.
When Dafang was in power, Qiuling was even more honorable than the fourth lady.
With such means, his scheming must be good.
Wen Qingzhu decided to wait quietly.
Half an hour later, Dong Ling came out and said, "Miss Qi, Madam, please come in."
Wen Qingzhu followed Dong Ling into the house and found that Wen Shuquan and Wen Jihua were there.
"Auntie, father, fourth uncle." Wen Qingzhu greeted them one by one.
Wanshi nodded and motioned for her to sit down.
Wen Qingzhu walked to sit next to Wen Mingxuan, and saw that his face was pale and his hands were clutching his knees tightly.
Just as she was thinking about it, Wanshi suddenly asked: "Xiao Qi, did you give Mingxuan the copybook to him?"
Wen Qingzhu raised his eyes and smiled: "Yes, the copybook was left by my mother. Is there anything wrong with it?"
The smile on Wan's face deepened, she turned to look at Wen Shuquan and said, "Third brother, did you hear that this copybook belongs to the third sister-in-law."
Uncle Wen turned his full gaze over and said with no hint of emotion or anger on his face: "How many of Mr. Zhuang's copybooks do you have?"
"Mr. Zhuang's copybook?" Wen Qingzhu pretended to be confused, "I don't have any here..."
Wen Shuquan stared at her closely, as if he was trying to distinguish whether her words were true or false.
At this moment, Xi Yan hurried in from outside the door.
"Fourth Master, there is news from the young master!"
"How?" Wen Jihua was very excited and stood up immediately.
Xi Yan looked at Wen Jihua who looked excited, but when the words came to his lips, he was stunned and didn't say them out.
"Is Your Highness planning to let Liang'er serve as a chamberlain?" Wen Jihua couldn't control his joy.
He never thought that Wen Mingliang would win the favor of the prince in the palace.
Seeing this, Wen Qingzhu lowered his eyelids to hide the sarcasm in his eyes.
"Fourth Master, then, that copybook is a fake!" Xi Yan couldn't bear it anymore, so he gritted his teeth and told the truth.
"What!" Wen Jihua stiffened.
Wen Qingzhu raised his eyes again and saw a hint of mockery in Wan's eyes, while Wen Shuquan breathed a sigh of relief.
"The copybook was just delivered to His Highness. Someone pointed out that it was a fake. Your Highness even went to the Hanlin Academy to find out that it was indeed a fake."
Xi Yan lowered his head, not daring to look at Wen Jihua's expression.
After Wen Jihua was overjoyed and sad, he returned to his seat in despair.
It’s really a fake…
"How could it be a fake?" Wen Jihua suddenly turned his head and stared at Wen Mingxuan with a fierce look in his eyes.
Wen Qingzhu stood up quickly, stood in front of Wen Mingxuan, and said calmly: "That copybook is a fake. I told my ninth brother last time that it was a copy, but it is more like the original."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Wen Jihua was in extreme pain, his face gradually distorted.
Wen Shuquan, who was sitting next to him, finally stood up, grabbed him, and shouted: "Fourth brother! Mr. Zhuang's original work is hard to find. Except for the two in the hands of the palace and the grand master, how can anyone else have it!"
Wen Jihua slowly calmed down, and there was even a hint of despair in his eyes.
…
On the way back to Yanyuan, Wen Qingzhu comforted Wen Mingxuan softly: "Don't be afraid, you have done a good job, and your fourth uncle will not do anything to you."
Wen Mingxuan held her hand tightly and said with a trembling voice: "Sister, I'm not afraid of my fourth uncle, I'm afraid of my father. You don't know, the look in my father's eyes at that time was simply... "
"Wen Qingzhu! Stop for me, young lady!"
A roar suddenly came from behind.