All the villains can hear my voice

However, when she told Ms. Wang her thoughts, Ms. Wang was hesitant. She didn't believe that Chuanwen would donate the money so easily. That little girl was very good at it!

The next day, a banner was put up in the girls' school, saying thank you Chuanwu for donating 30,000 taels. When the whole street was talking about who this Chuanwu was, Wang finally knew the purpose of Chuanwen's little girl.

In the past, Xu Yan Chuanrui used business to win over court officials, but now Chuanwen is starting to buy her brother's reputation again!

Wang was so angry that his teeth were itching, and he was still too young to laugh at Chuanwu. He didn’t even know how to buy reputation. He spent so much money. Who on the street doesn’t laugh at Chuanwu now that he is a prodigal. What can’t he do with so much money? Donate it to Girls' school!

Since ancient times, there has been a school for girls. Now that there is a school for girls, only a few schools send their daughters there. Most people just watch it for fun. Sooner or later, this school for girls will close!

Seeing the banner, not only Wang was angry, but also Tang Fengxing, who wanted to kidnap Chuanwu to earn some ransom.

Tang Fengxing rushed into the manufacturing camp angrily, pointed at Chuanwu's nose and wanted to ask him why he donated money, but he could do with his own money how he wanted to, and it was not her turn to point fingers. She couldn't help but vomit blood in anger. Can't say a word.

In the end, Tang Fengxing was so angry that he stopped being angry and said to Chuanwu, who was looking at her inexplicably: "You can learn a technique for one hundred taels."

Chuanwu was surprised, "Didn't I give you a thousand taels as a apprenticeship gift?"

Tang Fengxing immediately acted like a rogue. Anyway, he just said: If you want to learn, get money.

Chuanwu touched his butt. He was beaten yesterday. If the emperor hadn't issued a decree and asked him to make airplanes and cannons first, his grandfather would have beaten him even harder.

Chuanwu spread his hands and said, "I don't have a penny now."

Then he said: "Master, I'm not the only one who deceived the Second Prince. If we can't find out how airplanes and cannons can make up for it, I won't be the only one who will be punished by the emperor."

If Tang Fengxing doesn't accept this, she might as well die happily if she doesn't have money to gamble.

When Chuanwu saw that this master was going rogue to the end, he was embarrassed. He really didn't have a penny now.

Chuanwu is emo, but Zhang Qing is still very happy. Chuanwu's donation also expanded her fundraising ideas. She had a stone specially carved and placed at the door of the girls' school. Whoever donates to the girls' school in the future can Engrave the name of the donor and the amount of the donation on it.

Of course, only Chuanwu's name was alone on it now. Many people came to watch the excitement, pointing at Chuanwu's name and laughing and saying that he was stupid. Chuanwu sneezed so many times that day.

In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mrs. Zhang was sighing at the window. She had given birth to three daughters, two of whom were already married. Now that the youngest daughter has reached the age of marriage, the murderer in the family did not let her control. He has already identified a candidate, and all he has to do is wait for the date to be set and pick him up a day in advance!

If he was looking for a good family, she wouldn't say anything, but the Gong family he was looking for was a family that only knew how to stick to the rules. They could even force their own daughter to hang her husband and bury her when her husband died!

She was so cruel to her own daughter, she couldn't even imagine how much suffering her younger daughter would have to suffer if she really got married!

While I was thinking wildly, a servant came to report that the steward from the most remote village had arrived.

Mrs. Zhang's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she hurried to the living room to meet someone.

Uncle Wu had lost his New Year's goods and was too embarrassed to come, but when he thought that he still had the account books of Zhuangzi in the past few years in his arms, he came with a shy face.

After hearing what happened to him when he came to Beijing, Mrs. Zhang said: "If the things are gone, they are gone. As long as the people are fine, it will be fine."

Then, without even bothering to look at the account books, she couldn't wait to ask Uncle Wu how her little daughter Qing'er was doing.

Uncle Wu went to see Zhang Qing last night and knew that Zhang Qing did not want to recognize the child back to the Prime Minister's Mansion. He had watched the child grow up. Naturally, he was on Zhang Qing's side. He followed what Zhang Qing said and only said that she had given him the money before. Zhuangzi sent a letter saying that he had come to the capital and was doing well, so that they didn't have to worry about it, and he didn't know the rest.

When Mrs. Zhang heard that her youngest daughter had come to the capital, she was surprised at first. Why didn't she come to her home now that she was in the capital? But she soon thought of the man who had killed a thousand swordsmen. His determination over the years must have broken her daughter's heart. She then Why come back!

After Uncle Wu left, Mrs. Zhang kept crying. She felt that her life was too bitter. She could not reunite with her own flesh and blood for so many years. Now, her own flesh and blood are unwilling to see them when they come to the capital. All this is because of the killer. A thousand cuts.

Therefore, when Zhang came back from Sanchao and mentioned his youngest daughter's marriage to the Gong family, Mrs. Zhang slapped him in the face.

Zhang Hui is a person who adheres to the three obediences and four virtues. Although he accommodates his wife on many things because he likes her, and even sometimes he won't complain when he is kicked out of the house, but if it involves something that he thinks is more serious, as long as he He had made his decision, and it was useless for the lady to say anything.

This is why Mrs. Zhang had to send her youngest daughter to Zhuangzi no matter how reluctant she was. Moreover, the youngest daughter did have to bear some responsibility for the death of her father-in-law at that time.

So Zhang Hui never thought that his wife would hit him, and he was a little confused for a while.

"Do you know how the Gong family's daughter died?"

Mrs. Zhang stared at him coldly, but with tears in her eyes, she almost gritted her teeth and asked him.

Half of his face was burning, one-third from pain, one-third from the sadness and grievance that his wife had hit him, and one-third from the embarrassment of a grown man being violated by a woman.

But seeing that his wife was also angry, he had no choice but to answer her question patiently, "When a woman marries her husband, her husband is dead. If she doesn't die and be buried, how can she still want to remarry?"

Mrs. Zhang couldn't believe what she heard from Zhang Hui's mouth, "Could it be that if Yun'er Jing'er's husband dies, do you want them to be buried with him?!"

Zhang Hui grimaced and said nothing more. Mrs. Zhang laughed angrily, "So Yun'er Jing'er doesn't know how to do it, so you are willing to let Qing'er die!"

"What's wrong with having rules to restrain her!" Zhang Hui became angry and shouted at his wife, "Do we have to let her get into trouble again and ruin our family?"

His youngest daughter is his rival. Even after so many years, he still can't hear her name.

"Even if Qing'er does something wrong again, she has suffered so many years and still hasn't redeemed her sins! Do you have to stay with her for the rest of your life?"

Mrs. Zhang almost shouted at the top of her lungs, "I don't agree with this marriage!"

Zhang Hui was also very angry. At this moment, he especially understood the famous saying of the ancients that only women and villains are difficult to raise. He angrily tossed his sleeves and left.

When we walked to the street, everyone was talking about the donation to the women's school, and Zhang Hui was angry again. That Zhang Qing knows how to mess around and set up a school for girls. It is virtue for a woman to have no talent! Reading will only harm others!

Zhang Hui was depressed, so he went into a wine shop, intending to drown his sorrows with wine. After only two drinks, he saw the prince passing by on the street. Zhang Hui frowned, where is the prince going?

Zhang Hui poked his head around to see what the prince was going to do. Someone called him from behind. When he turned around, he saw that it was the old man who was the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. This was an enemy on a narrow road.

Zhang Hui snorted angrily: "The Minister of the Ministry of Industry is also here to drink?"