She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

"This is not a small fortune. Compared with my family, my family seems to be a poor family. Master said that my father is an honest official. With so many people to support and such a big house, there probably is not much surplus food. So all these are given to me as a gift to me."

Her family had originally prepared 120 loads of dowry for her, and with all these added in, it would become 160 loads, a scale comparable to that of a princess.

Moreover, these dowries are all real gold and silver, valuable things.

If there is a rich list, she might be ranked as the richest woman in Dashun.

Second only to the emperor and his family.

Qiao Zhenzhen walked to another box and was about to open it when Han Zheng stopped her, "Don't show off your wealth. There will be too many people around."

"Don't worry, this is not money."

Qiao Zhenzhen pushed his hand away and opened the box.

There were more than ten weapons in the box, including knives and swords.

Seeing these, Han Zheng's eyes lit up obviously, and he was much happier than when he saw the gems.

When he saw the jewels, he was just shocked. Qiao Zhenzhen thought it was good because it showed that he was not a greedy person.

That’s why it is said that only wealthy families can produce romantic men. They have experienced too much since childhood and will not treat a little money as an ancestor and want to take it for themselves.

"What is this?" Han Zheng picked out a short sword and guessed, "Yuchang Sword?"

He was so frightened that his hands were shaking slightly.

"That shouldn't be the case." Qiao Zhenzhen tilted her head. "Master said that these weapons were taken from a blacksmith when he was treating him."

For example, the sword that Xie Qianzhong gave her before was plain and simple, but could cut through iron like mud.

There might be some fame, but she didn't care.

"A blacksmith?" Han Zheng found it unbelievable. Looking at the sword's casting process, it didn't look like it could be made by just any blacksmith.

"Maybe he's a swordsmith, but Master calls him a blacksmith."

Qiao Zhenzhen shrugged. Since she was not interested in weapons, she did not ask any further questions.

But Han Zheng was different. The way he looked at those weapons was like a modern man seeing a limited edition luxury car. His eyes were shining and his love almost overflowed from them.

Qiao Zhenzhen put her hands behind her back and said, "If you behave well in the future, I can give you a few knives. Are you used to using knives?"

Han Zheng put the short sword back and took out a long sword to examine it carefully.

"I don't have any customary ones, except that I used to carry a knife."

He is proficient in swords, spears, swords and halberds.

"Can you really give it to me?" His surprised expression at this moment truly resembled a boy in his twenties, "This is your dowry."

"Of course I can do whatever I want with my dowry." Qiao Zhenzhen also laughed, "I'm not that interested in these things anyway."

Han Zheng's eyes were fixed on those weapons and couldn't be taken away.

This made Qiao Zhenzhen feel that this was like a normal person.

Normal people have their own preferences, and the whole world does not exist just for others.

"By the way, I haven't gone to say goodbye to Zen Master Mingtong yet." Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly remembered.

"Isn't Zen Master Mingtong in seclusion?" Han Zheng put the long sword in his hand back and closed the box.

"Yes, he is in seclusion. I will just say goodbye to him in his courtyard."

Qiao Zhenzhen did not tell the truth. She was very clear-headed and knew some things she could say but some she could not.

For example, the things Xie Qianzhong gave her, if someone had intentions, she couldn't hide them even if she wanted to.

Just like the dowry issue, the legal provisions are the legal provisions.

People with some dignity won't do anything, but if they meet someone shameless, they will try every possible means to drain you out of your money.

Before leaving, she told Han Zheng: "Ask someone to find some hemp ropes to tie up the boxes..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Zheng said, "Go ahead, I'll take care of these."

Qiao Zhenzhen nodded, called Dongxiang, and went outside.

Han Zheng called on his servants to deal with the boxes, and he watched from the side.

After a while, Xie Qianzhong came out of the study. He stepped forward and said, "Master..." After hesitating for a moment, he said, "What you gave to Zhenzhen is too valuable."

Xie Qianzhong said bluntly: "It's not for you. My disciple didn't say anything, so why do you have any opinions?"

Han Zheng: "..."

He was speechless and embarrassed, and even apologized: "It was my fault."

"It's good to know that you made a mistake."

Xie Qianzhong has a different mentality from ordinary parents-in-law. He believes that if they treat their son-in-law well, their son-in-law will treat their daughter better.

He has traveled all over the country for more than seventy years and experienced turbulent times. He has seen much more ugly human nature than children like them who were born in peacetime. Many times, he will not dare to act rashly unless you are stronger than him.

Now that his apprentice is not here, he has to give this kid a good beating.

"See? These are all given to Zhenzhen by me. Don't try to covet them."

Han Zheng felt uncomfortable listening to this, but it was well known that the miracle doctor had a strange temper, and Zhenzhen was his only disciple, so it was his duty to protect her.

"Of course not, Master, don't worry."

Xie Qianzhong would not believe what he said immediately because he had seen too many ugly things.

Many men say nice things at first, but gradually they change their behavior.

"Don't think that Master won't live for many more years at his age. Since I have accepted Zhenzhen as my disciple, I have to live longer for her. As long as I am alive, I will keep an eye on her. It's ok for your family to treat her well, but if you want to torture her, you have to get past me."

Han Zheng bowed, "I will never let Zhenzhen be bullied."

"Remember what you said."

Xie Qianzhong narrowed his eyes. His other nickname was equally famous, which was the "Poison Immortal". It was just that people in the world did not know that the "miracle doctor" and the "Poison Immortal" were the same person.

……

On the other side, when Qiao Zhenzhen came to Zen Master Mingtong's courtyard, she naturally would not just say goodbye in the courtyard.

Zen Master Mingtong invited her into the side room.

Qiao Zhenzhen said, "I came to say goodbye to the Zen Master. I will be going home today. Thank you for taking care of me over the past year."

The Zen master smiled and said, "Miss Mo, you are too polite."

"This year..." Qiao Zhenzhen hesitated, "I have caused a lot of trouble for the temple. Last time..."

It had been more than half a year since the attack on the temple, but hundreds of lives had been lost because of her, so it could not be forgotten.

This is not writing a book. A few words can lead to the deaths of hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of people.

These were all living, flesh-and-blood human beings, and many of them were even familiar faces to her in the temple. The monks would be embarrassed and would bow their heads in front of her and dare not look at her.

Over the past six months, Qiao Zhenzhen has been adopting an evasive attitude.

She seldom came to see Zen Master Mingtong because she felt guilty.

Zen Master Mingtong interrupted her and said, "Their sacrifice of their lives was not meaningless. I believe Miss Mo can understand this. Don't dwell on it."

They sacrificed their lives, delayed the enemy's advance, waited for reinforcements, and saved her and the prince.

In a way, they saved the world.

Qiao Zhenzhen was silent.

Zen Master Mingtong's words...

Does he know something?