37 years old, I became a harem concubine

After spreading out the paper, Shen Huan added some water to the inkstone, and slowly grinded it with the ink stick.

Then he held his wide sleeves in one hand and wrote with the other. Yan couldn't read, so he couldn't tell if his posture was right or his handwriting was good, but he just stared blankly.

Soon, Shen Huan finished writing the letter. After thinking for a while, he pulled out the jade hairpin on his head, and handed it to Yan Shi together with the letter: "Take a chance to avoid people from Jia Shi and Lu Shi Send this letter to the House of the Minister of Rites and give it to Mrs. Wu in their house, she will understand with this hairpin."

"Okay, my daughter-in-law will definitely deliver it to you." Yan Shi solemnly put the letter and jade hairpin into his arms, and patted to confirm the location.

Shen Huan finally showed her first smile these days: "Don't ask me what I wrote in the letter?"

Yan shook her head: "Don't ask, it's better for people to be muddleheaded. Anyway, my wife won't harm us, so that's fine."

Shen Huan ate a mouthful of lotus root powder and said: "I have some friendship with Mrs. Wu, the wife of Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites. I told him in the letter that the jewelry sold in Baocuilou is a fake called Huaiyu, and I asked her to buy it. Trouble with Baocui Building."

Yan was stunned: "Isn't Baocuilou your dowry, old lady? How could you sell fake goods? Could it be that you made a mistake, madam?!"

"In the past, all the goods sold were genuine and good ones. Since Jia's control, all the items inside have been replaced by her."

Baocui Building and Nishang Pavilion are the thoughts left by parents to Shen Huan. No one cares more about their reputation than him, but now, it doesn't matter whether they are famous or not.

He took another letter to Yan Shi: "This one is for Old Doctor Su. These two letters must be delivered within tomorrow."

"Okay," Yan Shi also put the letter away, "Madam, you need some food. I will give you and Chen Shi some food in the evening according to the time."

Shen Huan, who was so hungry, stopped talking, and had a meal with Wu Shiqingzi, and continued to watch the coffin in the coffin shed after eating.

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As night fell, it became colder in the coffin.

And as the night deepened, the fog in the yard became heavier, and it was a vast expanse of whiteness.

Shen Huan was warming herself by the light of the paper money, when Wu, who was going to get the box, came in quietly: "Ma'am, three or four people have come outside, and they all met in the kitchen today."

The small box with a small copper lock is carved with twine patterns and embedded with jade pieces.

This is an old item used by Shen's mother, and Shen Huan keeps it by her side for thinking. It contains all his wealth.

Shen Huan flipped through the land deeds of Baocui Building, Nishang Pavilion, and several Zhuangzi outside the city, and took out the prostitution documents that were pressed next to them with various fingerprints on them: "Qingzi, come in and burn the paper money for me. Don't let anyone notice the anomaly, you come with me to see them."

The two of them dare not leave Shen Huan's surroundings now, Qingzi, who was just outside, heard Shen Huan calling her, and walked in stoopingly.

After a day, Chen Fangyue's body had been put into the coffin. Thick and long nails were nailed into the coffin lid, and the gaps were slipped with melted rosin.

Haruko has always been the least courageous, her heart pounding against the coffin.

But she quickly took off the white cape on Shen Huan's head and put it on her own head: "Madam, you go quickly, there is still the second master here, servants are not afraid."

I've been here since yesterday during the day, and they were there when they were talking, but Chen Shi, who was honest and transparent, sniffed: "Although he is my father, I am also afraid."

"..." The three masters and servants almost choked to death.

Shen Huan said to Chen Shi: "If someone comes to you, you just play sloppy and don't let people find out that Qingzi is pretending to be me."

"Good lady, I'm afraid to make a noise when my wife comes back."

"……Row."

The Erfang couple is really more interesting than the other.

Holding the box in her arms, Shen Huan went with Mrs. Wu to a corner outside the main courtyard. According to the agreement during the day, Shen Huan learned three cat meows, and then walked over there.

Seeing him, Qin Zhong couldn't hold back the joy on his face: "Madam, you are here."

There were four other people behind him, all servants of the mansion, all of whom stared fieryly at the box in Shen Huan's arms.

Therein lies the key to their becoming freedom themselves.

Shen Huan handed the box to Mrs. Wu, and found Qin Zhong's from the pile of prostitution documents: "Are you the contract of prostitution signed by Zhaowen in 63?"

"Yes." Qin Zhong's voice was trembling.

Qin Zhong's family was slaves for the first three generations, and his parents were honest servants. He never thought of becoming free in his life, but Qin Zhong was different from them since he was a child. When people do things, I beg them to teach me a word or two. It took a lot of effort to learn some simple words.

But he has benefited a lot from these simple words. He no longer does the crude sweeping work like his parents, but becomes a kitchen buyer. Shen Huan appreciated the fake accounts and made a sum of money that could not be saved in more than ten years.

And what made him more gratified and heartbroken was his son.

His son is smarter than him. He is only ten years old, and he can recite the three-character classics and poems from thousands of families that he bought back.

But Qin Zhong knew that he was just the son of his slave, and he was destined to never enter the examination room in his whole life, and he was destined to be the same as himself, to hang out in the end, that is, to serve others in the house.

Therefore, what Shen Huan is doing now is undoubtedly giving him hope for the future of the Qin family.

He made up his mind that as long as Shen Huan asked, if he could do it, he would do it.

"This is the prostitution document of your whole family. You can read, so you can read it for yourself, right?"

Without much hesitation, Shen Huan handed him the paper that was already a little worn out due to the long time.

Qin Zhong's hands trembled, and he took it over and looked at it again and again: "That's right, that's right, it's a prostitution document from a small family, and this fingerprint is mine."

He was still young at that time, and his father held his hand and pressed it, so the handprint was a little crooked, Qin Zhong remembered it clearly.

His voice was hoarse: "Madam, your great kindness is unforgettable."

The people behind him couldn't hold back anymore, they came up and begged Shen Huan to find their prostitution documents, Shen Huan took them out one by one without delay.

After giving it away, Shen Huan said to Qin Zhong, the leader: "I don't have any requirements for giving you the documents for selling your body. These days, you keep an eye on the mourning hall. As long as you find old doctor Su coming to the mansion, Qin Zhong, you will bring them to make a fuss." one game."

"You don't need to do anything, just tell the truth about Jia's recent actions. When you make a fuss, I will arrange for someone to go to the government to clear your prostitution documents. At that time, you will be free yourself. She has no right to kill you."

"Once this matter is over, you can leave, go wherever you want, and live your life well."

When Shen Huan just said it, they felt it was a little dangerous. After years of slave life, the idea of ​​serving the master and respecting the master has been deeply embedded in their minds.

But they realized as soon as Shen Huan finished speaking, yes, as long as they are common people, Jia has no right to deal with them.

Qin Zhong nodded and assured Shen Huan: "Okay, we are waiting for the signal from the wife. Look, there are more than a dozen people on the little one's side. ..."

"It's also this time tomorrow, you bring them here."

"it is good!"

A gust of cold wind blew, and Shen Huan almost choked back her sneeze, with physical tears in her eyes: "Go back, I don't know what's going on with Haruko, it's terrible to be discovered."

They were walking on thin ice now, they had to be careful and careful, they didn't dare to light the lanterns, and walked back along the road in the dark.

As soon as he approached the coffin, Chen Shi's obese body shook like waves, and he leaned on the long stool where the coffin was sweating profusely: "My wife, you almost scared your son's life out, luckily My father disliked it and kicked me back."

Only then did Shen Huan remember that she didn't speak first, and smiled: "I forgot, I must remember it next time."

He walked over and put Haruko's white cloak on his head, grabbed a large handful of paper money and put them in the brazier, the flimsy paper money ignited with a bang, and the flames licked his fingertips.

But Shen Huan couldn't feel the pain at all, her hands were already cold and numb, and she was almost unconscious.

After roasting for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to ask Chen Shi if anyone came over just now, when two shadows suddenly appeared at the gate of the courtyard, floating over from the gate.

Chen Shi's face was completely white, Shen Huan Song's breath was stuck in his chest, and his hand was almost on the brazier.

When the figure walked in, Shen Huan finally realized what Chen Shi felt just now.

Yan Shi, who had a food box in his left hand and a basket in his right hand, frowned, seeing the ghostly looks on their faces: "What's the matter, did the old man talk to you?"

"Oh, you tiger bitch, what good will you do by scaring your father to death!" Chen Shi was frightened twice, and simply sat down on the ground, regardless of whether it was clean or not.

Yan rolled her eyes: "I'm convinced of your courage, Cui Cui, get your father up."

"Don't, don't, don't, what can she move with her small body, I'll get up by myself." Chen Shi waved his fat hands, put them on the ground, and rolled like a gourd.

He just sat down and didn't think about it, but Yan Shi still had to listen to what he said.

Satisfied, Yan Shi pulled a stool from outside the coffin shed, and took out the still warm vegetarian buns and hot tea soup from the food box.

The eyes of Shen Huan, the three of them and Chen Shi lit up, each took a fist-sized steamed stuffed bun to eat, and took a sip of the hot tea soup, absolutely delicious.

After Chen Shi stuffed one stuffed two, he gave Yan Shi a thumbs up: "It's better to marry a woman, just for this bun, it's worth it!"

"Go away, if the old lady isn't here, I'll bring you buns? I'll bring you a washboard!"

Cuicui said sternly from the side: "My wife is wrong. She made the buns and kept telling me that I have a big appetite, so I made them bigger. She also said that I don't like cabbage, so I bought dried plums and tofu."

As Cuicui said, Yan's face blushed a little.

Chen Shi chuckled, "I know, your grandma loves me, come on, grandma, have a bite."

He had already taken another bun, broke half of it and handed it to Yan Shi.

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