"Well, arrange it, every three or five days, I will ask the doctor to come to her to check her pulse, alas, this is an innocent, take care of as much as you can."
Second Master Wen commanded in a low voice.
"It's the second master who can rest assured, the little one will go and tell the shopkeeper."
"Go, go and come back quickly, and we'll be on our way in a moment."
Lu Fu agreed, lowered his hand and withdrew, an hour later, the night fell, and in the night, Wen Erye and the others left the small courtyard and went straight to the dock.
In the back house of the political envoy's yamen, Tong Min sat in the study that had been turned upside down.
How could this be like this, how suddenly this happened, I have to discuss with Mr.
Zuo, Mr.
Zuo is dead Tong Min took a deep breath and took another breath to calm himself down, and seriously think about the matter in front of him, what the hell is going on, how did it suddenly become like this Could it be that this surnamed Jiang is the fourth master's person This thought was like a lightning bolt piercing the night sky, Tong Min stood up, it must be like this, the first is the smoke screen he put His purpose, in fact, it is himself, the silver ticket of 200,000 Fulongzhuang, he only has 50,000 taels of silver ticket of Fulongzhuang, Mr.
Zuo handed it to him, and the Zhu family gave it to him, how did it become 200,000 taels Yes, this silver ticket must have been stuffed in by the surname Jiang, in order to not only have him, but also the high envoy Si Gao Envoy Si This matter Mr.
Zuo once talked to him about it, this autumn, the high envoy Si can hold him here, and he must feel that he is his own person, since he is his own person Tong Min sat down on the chair, not only did he not protect himself, but he also brought in the high envoy, the uncle's temper Tong Min thought of the temper of the eldest prince, his heart shrank, and he shivered a few times.
He has to tell the uncle about this quickly, maybe he can save a thing or two, he has to hurry, immediately Tong Min threw himself on the ground, found the inkstone ink ingot paper and pen among the countless scattered objects, shook his hand and inkstone, and didn't care about the wording, and wrote the story of today's incident, he was framed by the surname Jiang 200,000 Fulongzhuang silver tickets, and as soon as the surname Jiang entered the Taiping Mansion, he designed his experience After writing more than a dozen pieces of paper, it was roughly clear, Tong Min lay on the ground and found the lacquered sealed fire paper, sealed the letter, walked to the door, called the most confidant steward to come in, and told him to set off immediately, day and night, and hand over the letter to the uncle.
In the capital, in the five-entry house, Miss Qu lived uneasy.
The ten sets of luxurious and elegant clothes that Master Hu ordered for her, as well as those jewelry, did not make her much happier, and even Master Hu said that if he gave her another 7,000 silver and gave her enough dowry of 10,000 taels, it would make her excited and happy for an hour, and this dowry would not be able to be carried out She urged every day, but Master Hu only said that the time had not come, and it was really not the time to shirk her For the first time, Miss Qu thought about it day and night, and she couldn't sleep at night.
Mrs.
Jia discussed with her which dowries should be the most decent and conspicuous, and she was not in the mood to listen to it, she was so worried that this brotherly friend of Daddy would not be willing to help her in the end You know, if she were to change this kind of thing, she wouldn't have listened to it Just when Miss Qu was about to fall ill with anxiety, Master Hu told her that she had found an opportunity and let her wait to hear the good letter.
Since the eldest prince lost his temper like thunder, the enthusiasm of the four princes for the cultural meeting was unprecedentedly high, and it didn't take long for them to hold a literary meeting, which became more and more lively and grand.
The people in the capital want to participate in the Four Princes' Literary Meeting, just find someone to bring it in, Master Hu was brought into the Literary Meeting by someone who doesn't know, and Master Hu brought Uncle Jiang in, just like that, Master Hu and Uncle Jiang, a pair of Mo Zhi friends, also became guests of the Four Princes' Literary Society.
This day's literary meeting was selected in Panjiayuanzi, which is known for its quiet and elegant, a few days ago, Ning Yuan sent a message to Li Xin, Panjiayuanzi's literary meeting should not be missed.
Li Xin turned a few corners, quietly invited Lu Yan and Ji Shuying, and arrived at Panjiayuan early in the morning.
Lu Yan and Ji Shuying were naturally reluctant to move forward, especially the group centered on the four princes, Li Xin followed the two of them, in an unobtrusive corner, sitting and gossiping and drinking tea.
Master Hu and Uncle Jiang arrived earlier than Li Xin, Ning Hai quietly stepped forward to report, Li Xin greeted Lu Yan and Ji Shuying, went over to greet Uncle Jiang, accompanied him for a while, and dutifully fulfilled the courtesy of the juniors of his in-laws.
Uncle Jiang was full of red face, very proud, since the arrival of his acquaintance Hu Lao, his life has returned to more than ten years ago overnight, more chic than more than ten years ago, alas, when Brother Qu left, he was so sad that he actually forgot so many things, if he didn't forget, he at that time must be the same as his current self, living a fairy-like life, alas, it's a pity that I have that beautiful memory Ning Yuan and Saturday, Mo Qi and others did not arrive early, and they were half a quarter of an hour earlier than the four princes, Ning Yuan's face was bored, he was a person who didn't even know all the words, he came to participate in the literary meeting, and the talents from far and near aimed at him, there was envy and disdain in their eyes, no matter how illiterate they were, they were also often the fourth rank of the imperial guard, as long as they didn't get into a big disaster, they would be able to enter the third grade in a few years, and the three grades of them were at least nine adults who could not achieve the goal in their lives.
Saturday is a real bastard, wandering around, seeing someone writing and commenting a few sentences, seeing someone write poems and lyrics, stretching their necks to read again, just two words: no But everything he can't understand is evaluated as incomprehensible, and after reading it around, there is not a single poetry article that can be understood.
The crowd is easy-going and lively, coping with and even flattering a few words, but most of them ignore him.
After all, Mo Qi was from a different background, and he was very ashamed of his lack of knowledge, and sat next to the bored Ning Yuan, muttering and complaining, not understanding what Ning Yuan was smoking.
"Did you participate in the cultural meeting," Ning Yuan asked, leaning at him.
"My family holds a literary meeting every year."
Mo Qi replied.
"Yes."
Ning Yuan laughed dryly, "I forgot that your family is a scholarly family, I haven't seen it once, and besides, this is a literary meeting run by the fourth master, how can your family's literary meeting not be compared to seeing and knowing, it's not a pity."
"Yes."
Mo Qi was bored for a moment, thinking about it, it makes sense, how can there be a scene that their brothers have not seen, forget it, they should come to see it for a long time.
Mo Qi figured it out, stood up, and looked around from table to table just like Saturday, his family is a real scholar, at least his eyesight is much stronger than Saturday, at least he can distinguish the real one from the other
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