Zhao Haijun was silent at first, but then he suddenly heard a few birds chirping in the darkness. He suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, cleared his throat and said: "Let's do this, you first prepare a house for me, and then give me five hundred taels."
silver."
Having said this, he paused again and said, "Also, you have to give me five hundred taels every year from now on."
If this matter can really be settled, this request is nothing to Xu.
In the past few years, she has made a lot of money by lending money outside and doing other businesses. Although she didn't have enough money to spare for a while, she still saved a lot of money.
Especially when some people borrow money and cannot repay it, they can only use the property deed to pay off the debt.
Therefore, she still has a lot of these properties in her hands, and just buying a house in Huaiqing Mansion is nothing to her.
As for the silver taels, she had already planned to make the other party speak loudly, so this time she went out with a total of two thousand taels of silver notes.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Haijun didn't dare to ask for a higher price. On the contrary, it seemed that the five hundred taels she just said was a bit too much.
However, Mrs. Xu resisted the urge to agree immediately, and looked a little embarrassed, bargaining: "Originally, I planned to give you five hundred taels of silver, which included the money to buy you a house. Not only did you
I want a house by myself and five hundred taels of silver every year, how can I have so much money!"
"Then I can't control so much." Zhao Haijun spread his hands and said, "Isn't Mrs. Shen's status worth five hundred taels of silver a year?"
Of course Xu could afford five hundred taels per year, but it was really painful.
But as long as this matter could be settled, let alone five hundred taels, even if Zhao Haijun wanted more, she would have to grit her teeth and agree.
Mrs. Xu bargained a lot more carefully, but couldn't change anything in the end, so she settled on this.
"Here are five hundred taels of silver. I'll give it to you first. As for the house, I'll prepare it when I go back and then find an opportunity to give you the house deed."
Zhao Haijun checked the banknotes, folded them and put them in his arms. He smiled and said, "Okay, I'm not in a hurry. I just want to stay in Yongzhou Mansion for a few more days!"
Xu's originally pale complexion became even more ugly.
By this time, the sun had already completely set and disappeared, and it was getting colder in the mountains.
Mrs. Xu wrapped her clothes tightly and said solemnly: "I will do it as soon as possible, but don't bully others too much."
After she finished speaking, she turned and left without looking back, leaving Zhao Haijun alone in the pavilion.
Without Xie Yan's orders, a secret guard followed Xu.
He waited for a while, then appeared in the pavilion and said, "Didn't I tell you? I want to follow what I taught you. What did you just say?"
As soon as Zhao Haijun saw Xie Yan, he immediately felt cramps in his calves. He was no longer the same as when he faced Mr. Xu. He nodded and bowed and said: "It's all my fault. I couldn't hold it back just now. It was a bit too far. But you said
Remind me, won’t I pull you back immediately..."
"Let's go!" Xie Yan was too lazy to say anything more and turned around and walked into the night.
Zhao Haijun hurriedly picked up the oil lamp and trotted to keep up, hunched over like a dog, trying to light up the mountain road at his feet for Xie Yan.
After separating from Zhao Haijun, the calmness that Xu had just pretended instantly collapsed. Her heart and mind were in a mess, and she couldn't figure out any clue.
She walked back like cotton under her feet, and finally found her meditation room. She sat down on the bed and became motionless as if she had lost her soul.
After Hanzhu went to the temple to worship Buddha and burn incense, she donated some money for incense and offered two lotus lanterns to her parents in front of the Buddha. Then she was thinking about Mrs. Xu who was alone in the Zen room and did not go anywhere else.
After returning to the Zen room from the Buddhist hall, he looked at the darkness in the room and breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Mrs. Xu was still sleeping.
She opened the door softly and entered the house, lit the oil lamp on the table in the outer room, and was about to enter the house to see Mrs. Xu's condition. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened the curtain, she met Mrs. Xu who was sitting by the window.
"ah--"
Hanzhu was unprepared and was so frightened that she almost threw the oil lamp in her hand. She finally saw clearly that the person sitting beside the bed was Mrs. Xu, and then she managed to steady herself.
"Madam, are you awake?" Hanzhu walked into the inner room with an oil lamp and lit the candles on the table and bedside. "Fortunately, my servant came back in a hurry, otherwise Madam would not be able to call anyone if she woke up."
As she said this, she put down the oil lamp and asked, "Are you thirsty, madam? Can this slave pour you a cup of tea?"
Hanzhu talked to herself for a long time, but she didn't see any reaction from Mrs. Xu. She turned around and looked at Mrs. Xu strangely.
Only then did I realize that Mrs. Xu's face was pale and ugly, as if she had some serious illness.
The person who usually paid the most attention to his appearance had his hair soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his forehead, looking miserable.
Especially the dusty old clothes she was wearing, Hanzhu didn't know where they came from.
She was sure that she had never missed this set of clothes when she was packing her luggage.
Seeing Mrs. Xu wearing old clothes that she didn't know where she came from, her eyes staring straight ahead, showing no reaction to her actions or words, Hanzhu couldn't help but start to get chills on her back.
What's going on? Could it be that I'm being haunted by some mountain ghost?
It shouldn't be. This is an ancient temple, with people coming and going and incense flourishing. What kind of ghosts and monsters dare to come out and harm people in the Buddhist holy land.
But Xu's state was really not right. Hanzhu called her a few more times, but she still didn't respond.
She was wandering around in the room, but she didn't dare to reach out to touch Mrs. Xu.
I don't know where Hanqiao went, and he hasn't come back yet. Hanzhu doesn't even have anyone he can talk to, and he's so anxious that he almost sheds tears.
Hanqiao actually didn't go too far. She initially said she was going to buy something outside the temple gate, but in fact she just walked away first, and then followed Hanzhu quietly.
He watched her worshiping Buddha and burning incense all the way until he saw her return to the Zen room. Hanqiao quickly turned back and secretly went to worship Guanyin and asked for a fortune.
Carrying the signed signature, Hanqiao walked back a little briskly.
When the master in the temple just interpreted the fortune, he said that as long as she follows her heart and does things this year, everything she wants and expects will come true.
Hanqiao raised her hand to touch her belly as she walked. Her only wish now was to get pregnant as soon as possible and give Shen Zhonglei a son, so that all her efforts would not be in vain.
She happily returned to the Zen room. As soon as she opened the door and entered the room, Hanzhu ran out of the back room with a look of panic.
"Sister Hanqiao, why are you back?" As soon as she saw Hanqiao's eyes, her eyes turned red, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was filled with sobs, "Come in and take a look, Madam.