When Wang was living with her husband, who was a private school teacher, she had learned some words.
Although she didn't recognize many words, writing letters was no problem.
Wang decided to write a letter and send it to the palace.
She left near the palace gate and went to the market.
There she found a letter-writing stall, borrowed someone else's pen and ink with two copper coins, and then sat down to write.
It seemed that Mrs.
Wang did not hide her dissatisfaction at all for Anqing's failure to send the money in time this time.
Every word on the paper was , there is not a single good word, all of them accuse An Qing of being ignorant, not understanding the hardships at home, not understanding the hardships of my mother and brother outside, deliberately making life difficult for them, being very unfilial, unfriendly to my brother, etc., three pages.
They all wrote accusations, but at the end they emphasized the words, reminding An Qing to send the money quickly.
The little eunuch gave the letter to An Qing.
After reading it, An Qing's face was full of coldness.
She did not put the letter away, but threw it directly to Lu Yi and Qiao Yun beside her.
Lu Yi and the others gathered together.
After taking a closer look, they all frowned.
When they looked at An Qing, their eyes were full of sympathy.
Although it was said that entering the palace as a palace maid would be difficult for everyone, but After all, there are few people who go so far.
Lu Yi licked her dry lips and comforted her with gentle words: "From the day we enter the palace, we are not even individuals.
Don't think too much about others.
Take care of yourself first.
After all, she can't enter the palace to catch you."
An Qing stretched out his hand and nodded in front of himself The letter was written on, his face was slightly pale, but he said with a wry smile: "My mother said that she and her brother were having a hard time.
Has she forgotten that this year, I even gave the family no less than five hundred taels as a reward and moonlight silver.
I fought hard to get those five hundred taels back.
Why doesn't she want to think about this?
"Five hundred taels, in this dynasty, is enough to buy a large piece of land and a nice small courtyard in the outskirts of the capital.
With so much money, and a letter of accusation, it is a bit too much.
Lu Yi patted An Qing's shoulder lightly. , did not speak, just stood for tgt ttrgt: