Mrs. Wu, Cao's mother, didn't know that she was going to leave her country. She was living in a small wing in the mansion. She just wanted to go back to her home in the back alley as soon as possible, but her daughter didn't allow her.
She got the news about her daughter from Granny Ma, saying that there was something important to discuss. She didn't know why, but she happened to have a day off today, so she came out of the corner gate and hired a black oil-covered car.
She took the car and went to Shunyifang to see the house her daughter mentioned.
Cao Xiwan took the first step and went to the neighbor Wang's house. By chance, she bumped into Wang Shouye, the heir of Wang Laodang's house, and he met her face to face at the door.
At first glance, she saw that she actually had a good face, and she was dressed in a rich robe that actually matched her. There were plum blossoms on her crooked hat.
Otherwise, Mr. Wang would not be able to choose this nephew as his heir.
But looking at his brows and eyes, the drunkenness and irritability have already surfaced, this man is almost useless.
"Are you——?" He was quite drunk early in the morning and was startled. He looked at the young woman in front of him with picturesque features and a certain beauty. However, she looked sickly.
She was holding a double-layered black lacquer box in her hand, and she was not dressed like a girl coming to deliver something from other provinces. For a moment, she didn't know the origin of it.
She smiled: "I am Su Baihu's junior sister. My senior brother asked me to come over and deliver something to Mr. Wang." After that, she went in.
Sure enough, Wang Shouye was shocked. He even sobered up after drinking. He had lived in front of Chengtian Gate for more than two years and hung out in Lehu Courtyard every day. Of course he had heard of Su Jintian
.In the blink of an eye, he was covered in cold sweat,
He slapped his thigh, yes. This must be the Qingluo ghost, Su Jintian's sweetheart. I heard that she was so fierce that she beat Su Jintian every day. Su Baihu was famous for being the number one swordsman.
The box she sent was just some fragments of palace-made Ayako collars, sleeve edges, gold and silver buttons, etc. His family needed it. After she murmured a few words to Mr. Wang in the inner room, she came out.
But they bumped into Wang Shouye again. It turned out that the heir had gone back and was eavesdropping outside.
She asked: "Is something wrong?"
"...Sister, Su Baihu, how is your health?" His clothes were slightly stained, as if he had hurriedly wiped his face with cold water to sober up, and he politely handed her over.
She thought for a while and looked at him, "Mr. Liu Shoushi, does he have a wife in the north?"
"Eh, not really. He has two tenant daughters in his own village, and they are quite handsome." He blurted out.
She also replied: "So that my husband-in-laws know that Su Baihu is in good health. I won't let my husband-in-laws lose their money."
When Wang Shouye heard this, he left happily.
She was on the front steps of Wang's home, and saw several pear trees in front of the central door. Winter red palace lanterns were hung between the treetops, and red ribbons were tied to pray for blessings. She thought that when spring came, the pear blossoms would be in full bloom.
This house was several times bigger than her yard. She heard Wang Shouye go out and lead his horses, and then he went to the court to have a good time and drink. Maybe he even hired a famous prostitute from the Lehu family. The news in the court was the best.
messy.
She shook her head secretly, knowing that several old eunuchs who were friends with Mr. Wang gradually recognized their heirs. Wang Shouye and others also played together, and they must have bet on the bet between Su Jintian and Yang Pingcui.
But two of these old gangsters were usually ordered to keep an eye on the palace in the north. I think they must have checked Liu Ruhai.
He has become so well-known in the circle of nobles recently, and he has been in and out of the Wang family, so Wang Shouye must know the news.
She asked casually, and sure enough, she asked the right person.
——There is no wife. But the lady named Cheng comes from a family of famous doctors. Doesn’t it sound like a lie?
She pondered.
Mrs. Lei followed and sneered: "Ignore him."
She smiled, knowing that these words were referring to Wang Shouye's debauchery, so she asked Mrs. Lei, "What about you?"
"...Is it about December 12th? I also bet on it." Mrs. Lei smiled bitterly and sighed, "There is usually nothing interesting. Like your sixth wife, I also bet on Su Baihu to win.
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Cao Xiwan looked at her and sighed. Lady Lei was surprised and confused: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"
She looked at Mrs. Lei helplessly: "I just heard Mr. Wang talking about the official documents delivered by the Ministry of War. Did you hear clearly?"
Mrs. Lei nodded, especially confused. Cao Xiwan winked: "Don't bet on losing, and don't bet on winning."
"Hey, what do you know about the inside story? Tell me quickly -" Lady Lei suddenly became excited.
"It can't be said. Didn't you hear just now?"
"What did you hear?"
"I still have something to do, I'm leaving -"
Lady Lei stamped her feet in anger.
She went back to the next door, Aunt Wu had just arrived, and she helped her mother get out of the car.
"Hey, move here?" Aunt Wu was surprised and hesitated, "It's good, but it's too far. It's not convenient to spend the night at the house. It's not convenient to rush back when my wife calls us. Also, with you
My uncles’ homes are also too far apart.”
She rolled her eyes in her mind, but remained calm and asked the helper to open the big boxes.
Her mother was very happy when she saw piles of palace-made collars, sleeve edges, green foreheads, and a lot of unsold embroidery samples. Cao Xiwan also said that the original household wanted to go to the south to make them.
For business, I couldn't take away these many goods, so I sold them to her at a discount.
I heard from my daughter that it was sold to the palace people. It was surrounded by eunuchs' homes. Aunt Wu quickly said: "I open a grocery stall. It doesn't cost any space. I bring a small table and set it up at the door, and it can also support the family."
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After her mother calculated it, she felt that she would be paid even if she didn't stay up all night. She seemed to feel a little more relaxed. But she buried her head again and began to rummage through some damask cloth in the box, wanting to give it to her brothers: "Your fourth aunt, you mentioned it to me last time,
I want some Ayako paste for my shoes."
Because her daughter was standing there with a sullen face, Mrs. Wu tidied away a few pieces of silk cloth without daring to move them.
Cao Xiwan endured it. She had already planned to show the unpacked documents to her mother, and persuaded her mother to live here. She looked at several boxes of groceries and the unpacked documents.
"Deregister?" Aunt Wu was shocked. Because she couldn't read, her daughter just said whatever she said. She quickly put away the documents carefully and folded them in her palms.
Aunt Wu thought for a moment that she would no longer have the support of the Marquis Mansion, and she was a little scared. There were countless people outside who wanted to donate themselves as domestic slaves. Then she thought about how they were not domestic slaves in the first place, but because their families were poor and they sold them.
At the beginning of this dynasty, I heard that it is easy to buy land and establish a household in the countryside. The land price is not expensive.
Aunt Wu couldn't help crying: "It's finally out. I want to tell your uncles——"
It's not like the uncles don't have money. The four families worked together to redeem you long ago. She sneered in her heart.
Outside, Mrs. Lei was thinking about the bet and chased after her.
Seeing their mother and daughter talking and still crying, she was too embarrassed to go in.
Although the weather was cold, it was still sunny, so Mrs. Lei asked her girl to drag a chair. She sat on the porch of the courtyard and watched a few helpers painting the snow wall in front of the courtyard gate, replacing the thick wooden courtyard door, and replacing the blue tiles.
The foreman came over quickly and stood outside the corridor with his hands in his hands and laughed. This business was introduced by Mrs. Lei. The foreman turned out to be a government craftsman who worked in Xiaoling. These helpers were all nephews. This time they took on private work.