Chapter 422 Asking is a pleasure

Capital City, Wu'anhou Mansion.

The son has made another meritorious service, and it seems that the emperor means that the net is open. The sharp sword hanging above his head is gone, and Marquis Wu'an has been living quite comfortably recently.

While drinking some wine, he brought a concubine into the mansion. She was only sixteen, a few years older than his eldest granddaughter. He also raised a bird as a disciple, and after returning from the guardhouse, he took the bird cage out of the mansion for a walk.

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In Mrs. Hou's words, this old man has become an old man.

Mrs. Hou didn't care at all about Wu'an Hou's lack of enterprising behavior. She was already a grandmother, and she had long since stopped thinking about love and love. She now preferred to sleep alone, and she didn't mind having one more person.

She was so crowded, and she disliked the fact that Mr. Hou snored and made her unable to sleep well.

Mrs. Hou saw clearly that Mr. Hou would be like this for the rest of his life. No matter how hard he tried, he would never be promoted. She controlled the middle-ranking minister in the house, her eldest son was the heir apparent, and her second son was promising. She was quite confident. Hou

No matter how much I play with things and lose my mind, I can't get out of the big fold, so let him be.

Mrs. Hou was too lazy to care. Sometimes she even thought: If there was not an outstanding brother-in-law behind him, Mr. Hou would not work hard to improve because his status was threatened. If he was the only one in the Hou Mansion, he would probably have done it early.

He became a playboy who could not support his family business.

Compared to now, even if his ability is mediocre, he still inherits the legacy of the old Marquis. The Marquis is still a third-level general, and he can barely hold on to the family until his son grows up.

Thinking about this, what else does Mrs. Hou hold back? To be honest, as long as he doesn't act like a monster, let alone a concubine, she can take in ten or eight concubines for him without blinking an eye.

"Yes!" Wen Chengyao looked at the thrush in the birdcage and said with a smile, "This little thing is really well-behaved."

She has nothing to do with the Marquis, and can't she deal with a few minions?

Marquis Wu'an nodded happily, this second son was still very filial.

Wen Chengyao looked admiring, "It's still the father who sees clearly, and the son has been taught a lesson."

Ten altars? Wu Anhou narrowed his eyes and felt a little uncomfortable. Since there are ten altars, he doesn't need to care about this half altar.

But wine... he only had two jars. He gave half of the jar to General Song at Shangfeng, and with the wine he drank, he only had half the jar left. He would not be willing to part with even one jar.

Wen Chengyao was overjoyed and said gratefully: "Thank you, father."

"What can I thank you for?" Marquis Wu An waved his hand, "If you can have a good future, I will feel relieved as a father."

Marquis Wu An drank a few sips of tea and asked casually: "What was said in Lao San's book last time?"

Marquis Wu'an thought about his third son's temperament and found that it was exactly what she said. After drinking a few more sips of tea, he said again: "Didn't you say that the third son sent back ten jars of wine? Give me a few more jars, I will be of use."

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"Why is it gone? I only have two altars..." Marquis Wu An couldn't help but raise his voice.

"Commander Wang?" Marquis Wu An asked.

"Oh, what is it?" Marquis Wu'an already liked this son the most, so he asked with a pleasant look.

Marquis Wu'an naturally knew this person. He was the commander of the Jinwu Guards and was also a good drinker. If he could sell a favor, his son's career would be much smoother. He did not object to his son doing what he wanted, and even thought it was very good for him to do so.

right.

If the master behaves inappropriately, it must be the fault of the people serving around him. Who didn’t stop you and persuade him? Being punished is not a loss at all.

After a pause, the expression on her face became softer and softer, "Shitan looks so many, so one point, won't it be gone? Oh, and there are the second and fourth children. I feel that they are all members of my family, and each one has one.

It’s okay to taste the pot, but it’s more important to pay attention to favors. Is the Marquis right?”

Madam Hou was not annoyed at all, and calmly told him, "Master Hou, there are two jars there. The prince is in poor health, but the wine is not very strong, so he can drink it, so I gave him a jar. I am from my mother's family, so I have to give one as a gift."

Go over to the altar and pay your respects. The third son and his wife are not in the capital, but the favor cannot be left behind. Shouldn't two altars be given to the in-laws? And the third son's mentor, Mr. He from Dali Temple, shouldn't they both have to give some?"

Marquis Wu An nodded at the thrush's little head and said nonchalantly: "If only it were so well-behaved, this bird would be just like humans. If it doesn't obey, it would be hungry for a few meals."

Can Marquis Wu An say it's wrong?

Marquis Wu An frowned and said to his second son: "Since Commander Wang took the initiative to bring it up, you are right not to refuse. It will be beneficial to your future if you plan your way up to the peak. You can't even get a pot, so I'm still here.

There is half a jar left, which weighs about ten kilograms, so you can take it all."

Wen Chengyao was very happy. He thought it would be good to have a bottle of wine, but he didn't expect to get half a bottle of wine. What an unexpected surprise! Of course, he was even more proud of giving his aunt his eye drops.

As he spoke, Wen Chengyao changed the topic and said, "Father, my son is licking his face and asking for something from his father today." There was a shy and embarrassed look on his face.

Marquis Wu'an said it casually, but when he saw his son Rumu's eyes, he couldn't help but feel proud. He asked about his errand with concern and gave him some pointers.

"Father!" Wen Chengyao's face was moved, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and his private water flashed, "Father, don't worry, my son will definitely live up to your expectations."

Only then did Mrs. Hou realize that it turned out that he was here for the wine, and who was talking nonsense in front of him? He couldn't get away from that wilted son of a bitch in the second room!

"Ah, the third child sent back ten jars of wine, but it's gone now." Mrs. Hou said very calmly.

Wen Chengyao said: "The third brother brought wine back, and my son was lucky enough to get a bottle. The son invited his friends to taste it together, and somehow it reached the ears of the commander. This morning when he saw his son, he even mentioned the wine.

, my son couldn’t refuse, so he had to make his idea come to you.”

Mrs. Hou was looking at the account book. When she heard the maid's voice, she raised her head and saw Mr. Hou coming in. She smiled and said, "Here comes Mr. Hou." With a glance, the maid, who was very obedient, served tea.

Marquis Wu An grunted, "Are you on duty?"

Just as Wen Chengyao hoped, Wu Anhou went to the backyard with a sullen face.

He was so angry in his heart, but he couldn't vent it. When he returned to his yard, he regretted it so much. If he had known better, he would have given his second son a pot.

He didn't say a word of dissatisfaction, but his dissatisfaction was clearly revealed.

Wen Chengyao is also a chicken thief. He does not say that the third child is filial to his parents, but only that he is sent to the house. Since it is sent to the house, then everyone should have a share. The aunt only gave him a pot to fool the ghost.

Woolen cloth?

His good aunt has become even more stingy since the third child got married. After the third child left the capital, she didn't even bother to behave, and became even more mean. She also said that the income of the government would be reduced if the third child was appointed as a foreigner.

, we need to cut down on expenditure. It seems that the Houfu is entirely supported by the third child.

Mrs. Hou's eyes flashed, "Isn't it because his wife is pregnant and he wants a cook? You don't know about the third child? His mouth is like a clam shell. He had nothing to say to us in Beijing. This time

Eighty percent of the time, there is really no other way, otherwise I wouldn’t have sent a letter home to Beijing.”

Hearing that Chengyao was delighted, he deliberately joined in the fun, and for a time, he was a loving father and a filial son, full of warmth and tenderness.

"The second master is here!" Wu Anhou, who was standing on the porch playing with the birds, heard the servant's voice of greetings. He turned around and saw his second son striding over, "Father."

Ouch, his half-jar of wine! I feel so bad!

The distressed Marquis Wu An immediately wrote a family letter to his third son. The only content in the letter was that he asked for wine.

As soon as Marquis Wu'an left, the smile on Mrs. Marquis's face also disappeared, and she said calmly, "Go and tell me what I said. The one who serves the Marquis will be deducted two months' salary." She frowned and said, "The new one who comes in.

Auntie, and Auntie Ding were also punished." I was happy to ask.

Wen Chengyao nodded, "Yes, it's Commander Wang."

Seeing his father's reluctance, Wen Chengyao pretended not to know how much he had gained, so he only said softly: "I heard that my son was sent to the mansion for ten altars..." with an aggrieved expression of "You can't even give a pot to your son."

In fact, they haven't finished dividing it. There are still three jars in the warehouse. She was a favor, but she didn't give away so much. For such a rare thing as wine, the third child used big wine jars, one jar weighing twenty kilograms.

She is not stupid, how could she give away so much? A gift of five kilograms to one family would be a huge expense.

Lao San's book said that wine is especially good for women. After drinking it for a few days, she felt better when sleeping. She wanted to keep the remaining three jars and drink them slowly. What would she do for others? After taking good care of her body, would she just do it?

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