Rong Shu wiped Mr. Shen's body and changed into a set of clean clothes. Just as he was about to continue reading the account books, he heard Aunt Zhou come in and say: "Girl, the Marquis is here."

Rong Shu's face was calm, and he put down his hand after thinking about it . account book, opened the curtain and walked out.

After my mother fell ill, my father came to Qinghengyuan every day to see her. He didn't do anything when he came, he just sat by the bed and watched her without saying a word.

Until Rong Shu urged him to leave, Fang left in a daze.

Now that grandma's health is getting better day by day, Grandma Zhou has put away her initial cold face and started to smile again. In Nanny Zhou's opinion, as long as A-niang is Mrs. Hou, she will never be able to quarrel with Rong Xun.

But Rong Shu really couldn't smile. He left the inner room, knelt down and said to Rong Xun, "Father, my daughter has something to discuss with her father. In two days, it will be the Winter Clothes Festival. In the past, the Winter Clothes Festival was It’s Auntie who is in charge. Now that Auntie is in this situation, she can’t take care of it anymore. Therefore, we at Qinghengyuan can’t take care of this year’s Winter Clothes Festival.”

Dayin has always come to pay attention to the Winter Clothes Festival . , everyone from the emperor to the common people would open altars to worship their ancestors.

When ordinary people celebrate the Winter Clothes Festival, they usually cut five-color paper to make cold clothes and burn them for their ancestors. But a big family, especially an aristocratic family, cannot spend the Winter Clothes Festival in such a miserable way. In addition to burning cold clothes, they also have to invite people to mourn and set up a stage to hold a banquet. The more lively and elaborate it is, the better.

In the past few years, the Winter Clothes Festival of the Cheng'an Marquis Mansion has been organized by A Niang, a woman from the clan, and the expenses for it were all taken care of by Qinghengyuan.

But during this year's Winter Clothes Festival, their Qinghengyuan won't be able to give out even a single copper penny.

Rong Xun was a little surprised. His eldest daughter had hardly said a word to him these days. He never thought that she would take the initiative to discuss things with him.

He didn't like to take care of ordinary affairs. He didn't know how much money and effort it would cost to organize a New Year's Festival. Hearing this, he nodded and said: "That's how it should be. Your grandmother and Aunt Pei will take care of the Winter Clothes Festival, so you don't have to worry."

Rong Shu said proudly. Starting with a smile, he said: "Doctor Sun, my mother must be calm now. She must not be angry or overworked. In the future, she will probably not care about the affairs of the Hou Mansion. By the way, father, my daughter listens to Aunt Zhou. You said that Grandma’s Jiaowei Qin is in your study. My daughter once learned a Qingxin Mantra from Master Jingci in Yangzhou Prefecture, which is suitable for playing to Grandma. If it is convenient for my father, can you send the Qin to Qingheng? "Yuan?"

Rong Xun remembered that the qin that Rong Shu was talking about was made by Master Wu, the master of qin making in the previous dynasty, and it was very rare. In the first year of their marriage, Mrs. Shen knew that he loved the qin, so she put the qin in the study.

Later, he gave this piano to Ayun, and now it is in Qiuyun Hall.

Rong Xun thought for a moment and then said: "The qin is in Qiuyuntang now. I will bring it to you tomorrow."

After saying that, he was about to lift the curtain and enter the inner room. Rong Shu hurriedly called him again: "Father, there is one more thing. "

Rong Xun hurriedly entered to see Mrs. Shen, with a trace of impatience on his face, and said hurriedly: "If there is anything else, please tell me."

"In order to maintain the dignity of the Hou Mansion, my mother has been married for twenty years. There is not much left in the dowry. Nowadays, the mother-in-law has to spend a lot of money on precious medicinal materials to recuperate her body. But now the mother-in-law’s private treasury is empty. It’s up to the father to find a way, and the daughter really has no choice in

this matter . Not difficult to do.

Rong Xun knew that there were many good medicinal materials in Heantang. Mrs. Rong had spent a lot of money every year to stock up on rare medicines since she broke her leg.

"You write me a copy of the medicinal materials you want to use. I'll prepare them in two days and send them over." After a pause, he added, "Is there anything else?"

Rong Shu smiled and said, "Not really . It's serious, I just have a question, and I hope my father can clarify it. The second sister will get married in a few months. Since my mother-in-law has added a dowry to the second sister, I just want to ask my father. Did you get married from our Qinghengyuan on the wedding day?"

Rong Xun was startled, but he had never thought about this.

Previously, Zhenniang didn't care at all about where Juan'er got married. A few days ago, Juan'er asked if he could marry from Qiuyuntang, but he hadn't answered yet. Now after hearing what Rong Shu said, she suddenly felt that she could marry from Qiuyuntang. It is very inappropriate to get married.

Since Zhenniang is his first wife and Juaner is getting married, she should get married from Qinghengyuan.

"You should be like this. Your mother is the legitimate mother of Wei'er. Of course, Wei'er was married from Qinghengyuan."

In the previous life, Rong Zhuan was not married from Qinghengyuan. My mother-in-law didn't like to rob other people's children, and because she admired Pei Shangshu's As a person, he was very considerate of Aunt Pei's difficulties. When Rong Juan got married, the person he kowtowed to and served tea to was Aunt Pei.

Rong Shu didn't want to do it. Auntie gave Rong Juan a dowry so that she could marry into the Jiang family in a glamorous manner. Why didn't Rong Juan kowtow and drink tea?

After getting the answer she wanted, Rong Shu said nothing and left the room with a bow.

Yingyue and Yingque followed her.

Yingque said angrily: "Girl, it is the clan wife's right to host the Winter Clothes Festival, how can you give it to Qiu Yuntang?"

Yingyue tugged at Yingque's sleeves, "Keep it down, you think it's a New Year's Eve ?" So easy? This kind of thing is thankless and costs money. What's the use of having the name of a clan wife! The girl just wants the man from Qiu Yuntang to find the money. If she doesn't get the money, she will definitely go to He. Antang asked the old lady for it. Doesn’t the old lady love Aunt Pei? Just let her do it with money!"

Rong Xun discussed the matter with Pei Yunt when he returned to Qiu Yuntang.

Pei Yun nodded in agreement and said, "Sanlang, Madam...how is it now?"

Shen was critically ill. She knew that the other side of Qinghengyuan would not like to see the people from Qiuyuntang, so she didn't send anyone there. Rong Xun would ask him every day when he came back.

Rong Xun just said, "She will be fine," just like the previous days.

Pei Yun paused slightly while pouring tea.

On the day of Shen's accident, Rong Xun came back to Qiu Yuntang in despair. She asked him how his wife was doing, but he just sat there in a daze, repeating: "She will be fine, how can Shen Yizhen be fine?"

Pei Yun saw such a look on his face for the first time.

The clear tea soup slowly overflowed from the teacup. Pei Yun suddenly came back to his senses, quickly put down the teapot and took the cloth to wipe it.

Rong Xun held her hand and said, "No need to be busy with this. You can go and rest while I go to He'an Hall. By the way, I will send someone to Qinghengyuan tomorrow for that Jiaowei Qin." Zhaozhao wants to play the Qingxin Mantra for her mother to show her filial piety, and the sound of the Jiaowei Qin is the most suitable. After a while, I will send you the next one. "

Pei Yun caressed the Qin, which he has been using for so many years. Zhang Jiao Weiqin.

This instrument is like a pet, it will have feelings after being used for a long time. Rong Xun also knows that she loves this instrument, but she never thought that one day, he would give it away.

But at this moment, she couldn't say no.

Because that piano was never hers.

Pei Yun slowly lowered her eyelashes, not even knowing when the tea soup on the table would get cold.

Two days later it was the Winter Clothes Festival. Rong Shu got up early and tied up the clothes with five-color paper.

There was a "clang, clang, clang, clang" noise at the other end of He'an Hall before dawn. Yingque went to take a look and said that someone who had been invited to cry was coming from outside.

The sacrifice at the other end was naturally the ancestor of the Rong family. Rong Shu didn't want to go, so he closed the door of Qinghengyuan and tied up his grandfather's paper clothes here.

Rong Shu had never met her grandfather. He had already passed away when she was born.

But her name was given to her by her grandfather, who said to give and give, you must know how to give and give, but also know how to give up. In this way, you can live a comfortable life.

Rong Shu sometimes thought that his grandfather might have heard these words from his mother-in-law.

After I tied up my paper clothes, it was almost noon.

Yingque went back home, and when she came back from the back room, she said with a look of surprise: "Girl, something big happened over there at Donghuamen!"

...

Donghuamen North Street.

Thousands of cavalry came galloping forward, their armor thick and their hooves shaking the sky.

The leader wore a phoenix-winged helmet and a long ax around his waist. When he reached the gate of Dongchang, he reined up his horse and put back his whip. He shouted loudly and said, "I am Xie Hushen, the commander of the Jinwu Guards. I have come here to quell the chaos by order of the emperor!" "

As soon as thousands of Jinwu guards in armor arrived, the common people who were stunned by the anger were shocked. After hearing Xie Hushen's words, they suddenly woke up and immediately threw away the scraps of metal in their hands and knelt down. land.

Tens of thousands of people knelt down, and the twenty or so unsightly corpses under the long steps were exposed to everyone's eyes.

Even though Xie Hushen was used to seeing dead corpses, his heart skipped a beat when he saw those fragmented corpses.

When the emperor sent him out, he made it clear that he should not arouse the anger of the people again.

Seeing this tragic scene, I didn't know how to deal with these people for a while.

If there are only three or five common people, then it is easy to just arrest them and throw them into prison. But he was facing tens of thousands of angry people, so he couldn't put them all in jail.

Xie Hushen was very big-headed, and the majestic armor on his body seemed to lose its majesty. Out of the corner

of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a green figure, and with a sudden flash of wisdom, he said with great energy: "Master Gu, can you tell me what exactly happened here just now?"

Gu Changjin walked out of the ancient locust tree on the side, bowed to the ceremony, and said: " The Ministry of Punishment received news a quarter of an hour ago that tens of thousands of people came to Donghua Gate to petition and severely punish the Dongchang fan who forced Zhong Xueyan to death. The lower official then came to inspect on the order of the chief commander. At that time, Hu Wei, who was in charge of thousands of households, did not do anything. After listening to the people's speech, they drew their swords against the petitioners. In order to protect themselves, the people had no choice but to attack Hu Qianhu. "

Zhong Xueyan's father was a teacher who was jailed for making some remarks about current affairs while drunk. People from Dongchang captured him. Zhong Xueyan avenged her father, but unfortunately the case had not yet been retried, and her father could not bear the torture and died in prison.

When Zhong Xueyan heard the bad news, she hanged herself in the downtown area that night and left a letter in blood, angrily saying that the law of heaven was unfair and that traitors were allowed to run rampant.

This matter spread from ten to ten, and soon all the people in Beijing knew about it. The people were worried, fearing that they would be the next person to say the wrong thing and lose their lives.

Afterwards, I don’t know who instigated it, but tens of thousands of people suddenly started a riot in Dongchang.

Xie Hushen had heard about Zhong Xueyan before he came. Now after hearing Gu Changjin's words, his dark face couldn't help but twitch.

Good guy, these civil servants really have a sharp tongue and can speak freely all over the world.

petition? Self-protection?

When the people come to petition to copy this guy, look, he even brought a mallet for washing clothes. Don't think that he can't be seen if he hides behind you.

There were also tens of thousands of civilians who beat more than 20 fans to death with their fists. Was it "forced as a last resort" to "protect themselves"?

Xie Hushen simply resigned himself to the defeat.

Now that Gu Changjin had paved the way for him, he naturally wanted to follow it, nodding solemnly and saying: "In that case, when the people from Shuntian Mansion come, let Mr. Zhu take the people involved back and ask questions." That's it. The people around you... please leave and don't cause any more trouble. Your Majesty cares about the people of the world and has repeatedly warned me not to accidentally hurt the people of Dayin. Your petition is now known to me. I will report it to the emperor."

The common people had seen thousands of cavalry coming in force, and they said that even if they could avoid jail today, they would still have to suffer a lot of physical pain.

Unexpectedly, Lord Gu only said a few words and was able to get the black-faced commander to let them go with ease.

The common people kowtowed hurriedly and said in unison: "Common people, thank you sir."

If you look carefully, most of the people kowtow in the direction of Gu Changjin.

The corners of Xie Hushen's lips twitched slightly. When a commoner passed by him, he finally couldn't help it. He pointed at the kitchen knife he had secretly hidden in his clothes and said seriously:

"The Holy One is merciful. He often says that if the people have grievances and complaints, All the officials in the court cannot turn a blind eye or turn a deaf ear. If you want to petition, you can, but don’t do it again next time. "

What’s the difference between petitioning and rebelling?

No matter how merciful the Holy One is, he will never allow them to do this again.

The people responded.

The crowd receded like water, and not long after, hundreds of government servants rushed in. The leader was wearing a crimson official robe with peacock patches on it.

It was Zhu E, Yin of Shuntian Prefecture.

Zhu E used to be the deputy commander-in-chief of Yungui. If he hadn't been transferred back to Shangjing by the Holy Emperor, he would have been promoted to the commander-in-chief.

When Zhu E led his troops to retreat from the enemy in Yunnan, Xie Hushen was still playing in the mud with his butt naked. Now I am meeting the general I admired since I was a child. How can I dare to sit on a horse and show off my authority?

Ma Liu got off his horse, bowed his hands and said, "I've seen Mr. Zhu before."

Zhu E nodded slightly, but did not look at Xie Hushen. His sharp eyes were fixed on Gu Changjin impartially.

In the Xu Li'er case, Yang Rong counter-sued him in prison for arbitrarily judging the case. The people in Beizhen Fusi didn't dare to arrest him, but this basin of dirty water was indeed poured on him.

After Gu Changjin left the Golden Palace, Xu Li'er's case was retried, and the emperor announced the new verdict to the world after he was sentenced.

Zhu E had also read the new decree. After reading it, he felt that the writing was sharp and the words were edged. It was quite shocking, and he suddenly understood why the emperor valued him.

Zhu E's brows, as cold as weapons, warmed up a little, and he said: "As for today's matter, Sir, please follow me back to Shuntian Mansion to make a record."

Gu Changjin respectfully responded "yes" and followed Zhu E in stride.

Several government officials used straw sweeps to pick up the bodies on the ground and put them on stretchers. He glanced at one of the rolls of straw mats, then looked away indifferently.

The person in charge of the execution of Qianhu in Dongchang was Yang Xu's right-hand man in Dongchang, and he was also the one who tortured the Jin family in Fusi, Beizhen.

...

A vigorous "petition" from all the people ended peacefully.

But Gu Changjin knew that this was just the beginning.

Those who want Yang Xu dead still have options.

And he is probably a part of this master's hand.

When Gu Changjin came out of Shuntian Mansion, it was already dark.

Hengping drove back to the mansion, and then turned into Wutong Lane, where he found an inconspicuous carriage parked at the end of the alley under a few old sycamore trees with sparse branches and leaves.

Hengping recognized it as the carriage from Liu Yuan's private residence.

"Master, Eunuch Liu is here."

Gu Changjin was not surprised at all. As soon as the carriage stopped at the gate of Gu Mansion, he got off and headed towards Liu Yuan's carriage.

At the same time, the curtain of the carriage was lifted from the inside, revealing a face that was delicate, elegant, and indistinguishable from male to female. The cinnabar mole between the eyebrows made the person even more eerie.

Liu Yuan looked at the man walking through the night with a smile, and said warmly: "Master Gu, I have admired you for a long time. I wonder if our family can ask Master Gu to get in the car and talk to you?"

Although he has become an eunuch, Liu Yuan's voice is very recognizable. , with a quiet and graceful voice, is a rare Qingyi voice.

Gu Changjin said: "Eunuch Liu is here. I think he is here for Duke Yang."

Liu Yuan's smile did not diminish and he said: "Yes, our family is here to discuss a business with you tonight."

With that, he opened the door for Gu Changjin himself, "Please, Mr. Gu."

Gu Changjin got on the carriage neatly. Liu Yuan handed him a tea cup with a suitable temperature, and he sipped it without blinking. He drank tea and said with a smile: "Master Gu is so courageous."

How dare ordinary people drink a cup of tea handed to them by someone they met for the first time?

When Gu Changjin drank the tea, he was showing his sincerity and trusting him.

In other words, when it comes to dealing with Yang Xu, Master Gu trusts him.

"I wonder what business Eunuch Liu wants to do?" Gu Changjin asked.

Liu Yuandao: "On the day Mr. Gu got married, our family sent a secret letter to Mr. Gu. We guess that Mr. Gu has probably given the letter to Da Sikou."

When he said this, he raised his eyelids slightly, He looked at Gu Changjin nonchalantly.

After Mr. Gu and Mr. Guan, who was transferred to Datong Mansion, complained in the Golden Palace, the two of them fell into the eyes of Emperor Jiayou.

The two young men had the spirit of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. Liu Yuan originally thought that after Gu Changjin received the letter, he would rush to sue Yang Xu to the Jinluan Palace based on Xu Li'er's case.

But he didn't.

He was even traced to him through some clues.

When Liu Yuan knew that he was being watched, he was very surprised. After the surprise, there was another burst of heartfelt appreciation.

No wonder the man asked him to send the evidence to this gentleman instead of several other more powerful officials of the Criminal Department.

Since Yang Xu became the godson of Pei Da Zhangyin, he has been in power and has done a lot of harmful things.

Over the years, he has collected a laundry list of incriminating evidence alone.

But the man only asked him to send a secret letter that was innocuous and could not kill Yang Xu at all.

At first, Liu Yuan didn't know what the man meant, but now he understood.

That letter was a test.

If Gu Changjin failed the test, Liu Yuan would not have to come to Wutong Lane to wait for him today.

Gu Changjin did not say who had the letter now, but asked calmly: "Eunuch Liu, did you give me another 'secret letter' today?"

Liu Yuan pushed over a wooden box and said, "What Mr. Gu wants?" Everything is here. We will give all the evidence to you, just for one thing -"

"You have never seen our family tonight."

Gu Changjin did not open the box.

He looked at Liu Yuan and said slowly: "Eunuch Liu is the most powerful godson in Yang Xu's hands. Why do you want to use the hands of the Ministry of Punishment to bring Yang Xu down?"

Liu Yuandao: "A good bird chooses a tree to roost in, let's Although he is Yang Xu's adopted son, the master of our family is not him. As for who the master of our family is -"

He smiled and said meaningfully: "With Mr. Gu's ability, he should know it soon. "

Liu Yuan wouldn't say who the person behind him was. Gu Changjin had already expected this, so he didn't say much and just asked a very abrupt question.

"Did you send someone to kill Zhong Xueyan?"

The carriage was silent for a long time.

For a moment, Liu Yuan's smiling face had a look of unknown meaning.

"Yes." He responded.

This "yes" fell, and there was another silence.

On an autumn night, the moonlight is as white as frost, casting mottled light and shadow through the branches of the sycamore tree.

Gu Changjin raised his eyes and said slowly: "In order to prevent Yang Xu from turning over, you did everything possible. Xu Li'er and Zhong Xueyan finally escaped from the cage, but fell into your plan again. You have been there from the beginning. " Treat them as chess pieces."

"They are chess pieces. Are you and I not chess pieces?" Liu Yuan's delicate eyebrows gradually became indifferent, "Master Gu, when you are in the game, you should have compassion for the chess pieces next to you." It's a big taboo. If my family hadn't known to hurt you that day, you might still be lying on the bed unable to get up."

Gu Changjin said with a cold expression, "That man hurt my wife." The tone sounded like he was asking for punishment.

Liu Yuan raised his eyebrows.

These words were somewhat unexpected.

The factory guard has eyes and ears all over Dayin. According to the information he collected, Mr. Gu and his wife have no relationship at all.

Liu Yuan raised his hand without changing his expression, and said in a sincere tone: "Let's apologize for my stupid subordinate, Mrs. Gu."

Gu Changjin did not accept his words, only nodded lightly, took the wooden box and put it under the car.

The shadows of the trees shrouded him, casting a layer of shadow on Gu Changjin's deep face.

He didn't look back. He paused for a few breaths and then asked calmly: "In your chess game, is Xu Li'er now a loser?"

Liu Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked deeply at Gu Changjin's back swallowed by the darkness, and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Gu, Xu Li'er is indeed a waste, and our people will not touch her again."

Gu Changjin then strode away.

After returning to the Gu Mansion, he handed the wooden box to Hengping and said, "Send this wooden box to the study and keep an eye on it. I will take it to the Ministry of Punishments tomorrow."

After saying this, he strode to Liumiao Hall.

Liu Yuan appeared in Wutong Lane, and the other side of Liu Miao Hall would definitely know about it.

He must go to Xu Fu and take the initiative to explain his conversation with Liu Yuan and what happened at Donghua Gate today.

Liu Yuan was right, Xu Li'er and Zhong Xueyan were chess pieces.

He, so why not?

...

As soon as the Winter Clothes Festival was over, it rained lingering autumn rain for ten days in Shangjing.

The rain washed away the bloodstains in front of the steps of the East Factory, leaving only the aftermath of the people's petition that day. During these days, people from the Shuntian Prefecture and the Criminal Department came in and out of the East Factory several times, and even several officials from the Metropolitan Procuratorate went there.

Yingque's temperament is the most jealous of evil. Every day she goes to the outer courtyard to inquire about news. When she comes back, she can spend an afternoon with Rong Shulao.

"I heard that the Ministry of Punishment has secretly collected a lot of evidence against Yang Xu over the years. Today, we are determined to bring Yang Xu and his accomplices to justice! If he really goes to prison, I will go too. Join in the fun and throw a handful of stones at him," Yingque said with a smile.

Rong Shu couldn't laugh.

There was no incident of Zhong Xueyan committing suicide in her previous life. She saved Xu Li'er, but another Zhong Xueyan died.

The Donghuamen riot made Rong Shu understand clearly. Yang Xu had already become a thorn in the side of some people and would fall sooner or later. Xu Li'er or Zhong Xueyan were just a part of those people's years of planning.

Or, to those people, these two innocent and pitiful girls were just pawns used to incite public anger.

Their deaths were a "wonderful move".

"I heard that some of the evidence against Yang Xu this time came from my uncle's secret visit." Yingque couldn't help but give a thumbs up, "My uncle is really powerful. Girl, do you think my uncle can be promoted this time? ? "

The servants of Qinghengyuan and Qiuyuntang love to keep each other company. Yingque is from Qinghengyuan, so he doesn't like the fact that those in Qiuyuntang talk about the eldest son of the Jiang family all day long.

If my uncle can be promoted, he will definitely make everyone in Qiu Yuntang angry to death.

It would be great to be promoted from a sixth-grade petty official to a fifth-grade official!

Yingque's words made Rong Shu slightly distracted. Next year, Gu Changjin would jump up two levels in a row, from being promoted from the rank of Wailang, a member of the sixth rank of the Criminal Department, to the fourth rank of the Youqian Capital Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

A thought suddenly flashed through Rong Shu's mind: What role did Gu Changjin play in the incident that defeated Yang Xu?

Zhang's mother lifted the curtain from the house and came out. Rong Shu came to her senses and hurriedly stood up and said, "But is Aniang awake?"

Zhang's mother nodded and said very happily: "Madam said she wanted to eat some blue stem porridge. I'll give it to you now." Let the lady in the kitchen cook it."

Rong Shu looked happy when he heard this, and entered the house holding the skirt in one hand and the hibiscus in the other.

Shen woke up a few days ago. After waking up, she was probably too weak and had no appetite at all. She could only drink some soup for the past two days.

Today I want to eat bijian porridge. I think my health is getting better.

Rong Shu inserted the newly picked hibiscus into the vase on the bedside table. After wiping his hands, he pulled a rosewood wooden embroidered begonia pattern round stool and sat down. He said to Mrs. Shen, "Auntie feels better today." ?"

Mrs. Shen was supported by Aunt Zhou and leaned on the big pillow, and said angrily: "I'm feeling much better. I'll probably be able to get out of bed in a few days and get some air. If I don't go out for a walk, I'm afraid my bones will rot. "

Rong Shuke refused: "That won't work. Sun Yizheng said, I have to stay in bed for at least ten more days. Besides, it rained a few days ago, and the wind outside was very cold."

Shen also knew that she was scared this time. Bad daughter.

When she woke up two days ago, Zhao Zhao was sitting on the imperial concubine's bed reading the account books. Seeing her open her eyes, her tears were like broken beads, falling endlessly.

She was a girl who had cared about her golden beans since she was a child and would not cry easily. Then she would cry like a child, which made Mrs. Shen very distressed.

Mrs. Shen sighed in her heart and said: "It's done, grandma will stay here for another nine days, and then we will move to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing."

Rong Shu was stunned for a moment and called out "grandma".

Shen had escaped from the gate of hell this time, and she had seen through many things.

"You have been back at the Marquis Mansion for half a month, and you have almost moved Qiu Yuntang and He'antang into the air. The autumn wind outside is not strong enough for you. If you don't leave, others will use a broom to drive you out."

Rong Shu said: " Those things belong to my mother, but they just need to be returned to their original owners. You still have a few calligraphy and paintings, a few pieces of good ink, and a few boxes -"

"I still have a lot of those things here, please do me a favor. , let’s stop here.” Shen said with a smile, “Didn’t you look through my mother’s account books?”

Rong Shu only knew that his mother-in-law had a lot of money after checking her account books.

After my grandfather donated half of the Shen family property, the remaining property was divided into two, with 50% left to my uncle to keep the Shen family property, and 50% given to my mother-in-law.

Only my grandfather kept an eye on it, and only used 20% of the 50% of the family property as dowry. The remaining 30% was hidden secretly by my mother in Yangzhou Mansion, and even my uncle was not allowed to tell her.

Just because A Niang has a lot of money doesn't mean she can't get back the things that were taken away.

Rong Shu smiled, unlike Mrs. Shen who said that she had gotten back two ingots of ancient ink from her father today.

"Aniang said about moving to Zhuangzi, is it true? Didn't you lie to Zhaozhao?"

"Why did you lie to you?" Mrs. Shen rolled her eyes at Rong Shu and said, "If I don't go to Zhuangzi to live, you will go back." Even in Wutong Lane, I couldn't sleep well."

Shen kept her word, and when she was able to get out of bed, she sent someone to pack things for Zhuangzi.

The night before leaving, Rong Xun came to Qinghengyuan and hesitated several times.

Ever since Mr. Shen woke up, he would come to Qinghengyuan to sit for a while in the morning and evening. Mr. Shen's attitude towards him was still as cold as ever.

When she was young, she would quarrel with him because he wasn't good enough to Zhao Zhao, but as Zhao Zhao grew up, her heart calmed down, and she no longer wanted to quarrel with Rong Xun.

It was the same these days. Rong Xun was probably used to it and was not annoyed. He sat by the couch for two quarters of an hour before leaving.

Mrs. Shen sat back on the couch and said, "The Marquis has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

She lost a lot of weight, and her face, as bright as a begonia, turned pale and looked a little frail.

Rong Xun looked at her and said gently: "How long are you going to live in Zhuangzi?"

Shen's tone was calm: "Let's wait until I heal my health in Zhuangzi. I probably won't be able to take care of myself in three to five years. Don't worry, Mr. Hou, I will come back to see her get married when she gets married. Since she is getting married from Qinghengyuan, how can I not be here as my aunt?"

Zhao Zhao worked so hard to save face for her as his mistress. , she will naturally not displease her daughter. After all, when Rong Juan gets married, she will go back to Zhuangzi.

Rong Xun heard what she meant, was silent, and then lowered his voice and said, "Zhenniang, do you think we can go back to the year we first got married?"

Mrs. Shen first raised his eyes and was startled, and then looked like Thinking of something, he smiled and said: "Rong Xun, don't tell me, my narrow escape from death makes you feel that you have me in your heart."

Rong Xun remained silent, looking as if he acquiesced. .

Shen's smile couldn't hide the sarcasm.

When he wanted to marry Pei Yun, she had already made it clear to him that the marriage between three people was too crowded and she was willing to quit to make things perfect for him and Pei Yun.

Just think that you are here to do business in the Marquis' Mansion, not to marry him.

"Rong Xun, if you had me in your heart, you would not have taken in Aunt Pei when I was pregnant, nor would you have allowed your mother to force Zhao Zhao out of the Marquis Mansion. You have no me in your heart, and you have never had me. Don't say anything like this in the future. Besides, I don’t want to throw up even the last night’s meal!”