Jade Without Fragrance

  Chapter 8 Seeing is believing

   As soon as Qi Shuo came in, he saw Princess Jing with a dark face.

   "What happened to the concubine?"

   Princess Jing glanced at her son.

   He is tall and straight, and his manners are well-mannered. No matter how you look at him, he is an impeccable son-in-law, but Mr. Wen actually dislikes him!

  Princess Jing had already analyzed the people who did not like this marriage.

According to the report of the person she sent to test the intentions of the Wen family, Mrs. Lin was overjoyed when she heard that Prince Jing's mansion was interested in marrying her beloved daughter. .

   As a result, the news of rejection came.

   Isn't that obvious.

   "It's not the Wen family yet, a little servant in the manor's mansion, who is still picky-"

   "The Wen family has no intention of marrying?" Qi Shuo's expression was still calm, but his eyes were a little deep.

  Princess Jing had originally angered her son and caused her to lose face, but hearing him ask this, she couldn't help feeling distressed.

   "Shuo'er, there are thousands of beautiful girls. When you look back, the concubine will pick one for you who is better than Miss Wen Er."

   Qi Shuo smiled: "Thank you mother and concubine for planning for the son, but the son is not in a hurry to marry a wife."

   Are you in a hurry again?

   Princess Jing looked at her son with a little more thought.

  Qi Shuo smiled casually: "It's just a remedy for worrying about Miss Wen being implicated by her son, not because her son is anxious to marry a wife."

   "That's it." Princess Jing took a sip of tea, "Mother knows, Shuo'er don't take this matter to heart."

   "Mother, don't be upset about it."

   "How come, is the concubine the one who is bothered by such a little thing?"

   When King Jing came over in the afternoon, Princess Jing told the Wen family's refusal: "regardless of family background, we Shuo'er are also first-class, but a little waiter's eyes are above the top."

   "The princess is not angry."

   "I'm not very angry, I just didn't eat breakfast and lunch."

   "It's really unreasonable!" Seeing Princess Jing's eyelids, King Jing quickly explained, "I mean that Wen Rugui is unreasonable."

   "People who have no vision, don't mention it."

  As the sun went down, King Jing squeezed into the crowd and walked out, quietly approaching Wen Rugui and kicking him.

  Wen Rugui stumbled to the ground and fell at the feet of the Minister of Rites Zhang Shilang. In a panic, he grabbed the other's trouser legs.

   Zhang Shilang looked stiff: "Wen Shilang, what are you doing?"

   In front of everyone's eyes, he threw a dog and ate shit, and Wen Rugui, who was always good-faced, flushed red, and got up in a panic to apologize: "I'm sorry, my foot slipped just now."

   He said and looked back, behind him were several pairs of eyes watching the fun.

  Wen Rugui's face became even worse.

   It was obvious that someone kicked him just now, but it's not easy to shout out on this occasion, so he can only eat this dumb.

   "Wen Shilang, you have to pay attention to your body." Zhang Shilang didn't like seeing Wen Rugui very much, and it was rare for Wen Rugui to make a fool of himself, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity to tease people.

   "Thank you for reminding Zhang Shilang." Wen Rugui said a few words from the scene and walked quickly outside the hall.

   At this time, Emperor Tai'an hadn't left, so he asked the servant next to him, "What's going on down there?"

   The inner servant hurriedly said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, it seems that the servant has fallen."

   Emperor Tai'an shook his head and went to the inner hall.

  Wen Rugui was still in a gloomy mood when he went down to the office.

  Because he was born in a poor family, he has paid special attention to his manners since he stepped into the officialdom, lest he be laughed at and vulgar, but he did not expect such a big ugliness today.

  The spring chill was still there, but the carriage was a little stuffy, and the dull sound of the wheels turning was even more annoying.

  Wen Rugui lifted the curtain of the car door and instructed the driver: "Go to Yuelai Teahouse."

   The coachman responded and swung his whip.

   Not long after the carriage stopped, Wen Rugui got out of the carriage and walked towards the teahouse not far away.

  In the elegant room of the restaurant opposite the Yuelai Teahouse, a man dressed as a servant whispered, "Girl, that looks like a master!"

  Wen Chan leaned against the window, her face changed instantly.

   The third family in Ruyifang Mahua Hutong, the owner is a wife with a pair of children, the son is Chang Hui and the daughter is Chang Qing.

   The news she inquired about in the past few days matched her sister's words, but she didn't see her father coming and going here, so she didn't want to believe it.

   "Xiao He, you follow immediately to see which house the master has entered."

   Xiaohe responded with a yes, and quickly left the restaurant.

  Wenchan picked up the teacup and took a sip.

  The tea was cold long ago, which made her heart even colder.

   She stood up, paced back and forth a few steps, and sat down again, her hands trembling slightly while holding the teacup.

   Those three mother and son really belonged to the father—

  I don't know how long it took, Xiao He finally came back.

   "Which house did the master enter?" Wen Chan stood up and asked.

   "Master went to the third house."

  Wenchan fell back to the chair, her face pale.

   "Girl—" Xiao He looked worried.

  Wenchan stood up with her hands on the table, and uttered two words with difficulty: "Go back to the house."

  The two master and servant dressed in men's clothes left the restaurant and changed back to women's clothes, and returned to Wen's residence to go directly to Luoyingju.

   Seeing Wen Chan's face, Wen Hao understood, motioned Baozhu to guard the door, and said softly, "Did you see it, eldest sister?"

  Wen Chan held Wen Hao's hand coldly: "It's the big sister's fault, I should have discovered it long ago..."

   She couldn't imagine how uncomfortable it was for her sister who couldn't speak a few days ago.

   "Father—" After spitting out these two words, Wen Chan felt a little strange, "Father won't let the mother and son stay outside all the time."

   Having seen Chang Hui, who is older than her, she would not naively think that her father showed such respect to her mother.

   If you really want to respect, there will be no mother and son.

   And since respect is mixed with water, how can the father be willing that the only son cannot recognize his ancestors and return to the clan?

   "Second sister, you can't tell mother about this first."

  Wen Hao nodded: "I know. Do you have any ideas, eldest sister?"

"Chang Hui and Chang Qing are both so old, it's impossible to stop them from entering the Wen residence. As for the Chang family, there is no reason to stop us as daughters. Mother has a quick temper. , let's find a suitable time to tell my grandmother. As an elder, my grandmother pressed my father to send the Chang away far away, at least one less person to block my mother. "

  Wen Hao listened silently and sighed in his heart.

   The most important thing in the world is the inheritance of incense. If Chang Hui is not allowed to recognize his ancestors and return to his family, I am afraid that his father will win a lot of sympathy. Even my elder sister thought it would be good to send Chang Shi.

   It's a pity that my sister couldn't think of her father's cruel heart.

   What he wants is more than Chang Hui's recognition of his ancestors and return to the clan, he also wants to give his beloved woman the position of wife, his only son as the first-born son, and the Lin family's ten thousand wealth!

   "I'll listen to my eldest sister. Let's talk to my grandmother when I get my feet up."

   There is still some time before the incident. At this time, my father may not have given the testimony of the two witnesses. If he suddenly came out and caught his father by surprise, how could he show his real ugly face.

   (end of this chapter)