My country, you can pinch it

Fang Jinling got out of bed, sat at the table, watched Qing Ye open the box, and handed over a thin booklet.

"Young master, not long after Madam came in, she asked people to count the few remaining property in the Yunyang Hou Mansion, including houses, household items, vegetation, and some dusty and worthless things in the warehouse. Everything that can be seen is here. In this booklet."

Fang Jinling looked through it roughly, and didn't know if he didn't look it up. He was startled when he looked it up, and he was a little surprised: "Mother, the inventory records of pre-marital property are too detailed." Even the old gate is really inside. Foresight!"

But this compliment made Shang Qingrong smile wryly: "It's not foresight, and I never wanted to have a separate life with him, or use it to make something out of it. The records are just used to send off the relatives of the Fang family who often come to the house."

Qing Ye then brought over a stack of large and small written documents, "These are the IOUs, the deeds of the Zhuangzi and the shop, including the guaranteed guarantees that were printed according to the words. They were all owed by the Yunyang Houfu in the early years. It's better for Madam to redeem it bit by bit with the dowry silver."

Shang Qingrong didn't look at these things that would only make her heartache and angry, and only asked: "Ling'er, can this be done?"

"It's all over Minglu, isn't it?"

Qing Ye said: "Almost everyone in the Fang family knows it. For a while, those people complained about Madam, saying that Madam was fierce and stingy. Lord Hou also complained that Madam did too much, which made him lose face in front of his relatives. "

"Heh, it's not spending his money, of course he doesn't feel bad." Fang Jinling's contempt for Yunyanghou raised another level, and he looked at them one by one and put them in the box, "It's so excessive, we will fight for it to be redundant." There is no thread left behind!"

Shang Qingrong was depressed, but seeing Fang Jinling's fighting spirit was high, wishing to leave the family property as soon as possible, he couldn't help laughing: "It's all up to you."

Mrs. Dingguo's birthday should be the last gathering of dignitaries before the Spring Festival. Not only Shang Qingrong and Fang Jinling are going, but Yang Shi and Fang Jinyu also want to go.

That night, Jingsi Hall

After dinner, Yunyang Hou was splashing ink with his wrist hanging. He was not a very good person, and his ability was average, but he was famous for his calligraphy and painting in a smooth and flowing manner.

Yang's red sleeves add fragrance to the side, showing great hospitality.

Hanging the needle and finishing it in one go, he raised his hand to hold the pen, looked at his handwriting, and smiled with satisfaction: "How is it?"

A cup of clear tea was placed next to Yunyang Hou. Yang picked up the calligraphy, carefully blew on the ink, looked at it carefully, and then couldn't help but praised: "Hou Ye writes like a dragon, and the exposed front is like a glimpse of the sky, elegant and elegant. Like a fairy, Brother Cheng's handwriting is more and more wanton and open-minded, so beautiful."

"Haha, you still understand me." Yunyanghou picked up the cup of tea and took a sip comfortably.

The Yang family was originally a scholarly family. Before the disaster, the Yang family was also a talented woman who was well-known far and wide. She could appreciate Yunyanghou's calligraphy, unlike Shang Qingrong who was young and did not understand poetry, calligraphy and painting. , which is rather boring.

Yunyanghou was very satisfied.

Yang's eyes moved slightly, and he returned the word to Marquis Yunyang, chatted unintentionally: "Brother Cheng, the eldest lady of Dingguo's mansion is here today."

Marquis Yunyang didn't pay attention, took the words and read them carefully, without raising his head, he said: "Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Shang are both from the frontier, and they have been in close contact over the years, so it's not unusual."

Although Yunyanghou's mansion is a marquis, it does not catch the eyes of real dignitaries, and there is no overly noble wife even with the back house. Like today, the grand lady of Dingguo's mansion will come, Yang is really surprised and excited.

"I heard that even the young master of the Duke's Mansion is here."

Yunyanghou still admired his masterpiece, and casually said: "Because of his mother's influence, he does take care of Jin Ling."

"Alas..." Yang sighed heavily, turning around a thousand times.

Yunyanghou raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

"For such an honored guest, it's fine for me to be a humble concubine who is not qualified to accompany the eldest lady, but Yu'er...but she can't follow her elder brother to see this young master of Duke Dingguo's mansion, and I feel uncomfortable thinking about it. " Yang's voice was low, showing sadness, and she looked at Yunyanghou with a stream of resentment.

Seeing this, Yunyang Hou frowned: "Zhong Qi came to see Ling'er on purpose, and Ling'er and Yu'er are not familiar, so why did you ask him to come over?"

Not only was he not familiar with him, but his natural attitude was hostile. The Marquis of Yunyang was not so pretentious that Fang Jinling could give Fang Jinyu a hand in spite of his previous suspicions.

Yang Shi also knew that she was difficult for others, but this was just a pretext, she pushed Yunyanghou's arm a little, and said coquettishly: "I know it, but we are brothers, we can't always be so stalemate, let Master Hou looked at it in a dilemma. Since the young master is weak and lives in seclusion, it is better to let Yu'er walk around more, after all, the young master will be his responsibility in the future."

This made sense, Yunyang Hou Wenyan stretched his eyebrows: "Jin Ling will probably get medicine stones all his life, as a younger brother, he should take good care of his elder brother, so I can rest assured in the future."

Yang smiled and raised the corners of her lips, and her eyes moved: "It's natural. Don't you understand Yu'er's temperament, the Marquis? He hasn't entered the Marquis's mansion, but he has always wanted to see this brother. It's just... "

"What is it?"

"Hey... I still think it's a pity, but that's the young master of Duke Ding's mansion! It would be a great honor for Yu'er to know him!"

Women really have long hair but short knowledge, Yunyang Hou sneered in his heart: "It's okay, after one month, I can see you on Mrs. Dingguo's birthday."

When Marquis Yunyang said this, Yang was overjoyed and said, "Can our mother and son go too?"

Yunyang Hou opened his mouth, but was suddenly speechless.For the birthday of the Duke and Duchess of the first rank, all the famous people came here. Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with raising the outer room, it was justifiable to bring it in, but after all it was a big joke, how dare he take it out?

It's best to stay with the wife, but Shang Qingrong will never be generous enough to give him this face, and he doesn't want to beg that woman for a scene of harmony between his wife and concubine.

As soon as Yang saw Yunyanghou's expression, he knew what the other party was thinking, and he was both wronged and unhappy.But after all, she had endured it for many years, so she wouldn't make a fuss, she just asked nonchalantly: "Brother Cheng, do you still want to practice calligraphy? Dad always likes your calligraphy, why don't you write more pictures, as a housewarming?"

Yang Shen resumed his post as an official, but the former Yang's residence has already become someone else's residence, and the emperor's new reward is a bit old, and it has just been tidied up in the past few days.

Yunyang Hou nodded when he heard this, and he patted Yang's hand comfortingly and said, "I know in my heart that I won't let you be so wronged all the time. When the teacher gets a firm foothold, he will definitely give you glory. The one just now There are some small flaws, I will write a few more pictures, and pick the ones and send them over."

Yang gave him a sharp look, and hummed in a low voice: "Is this concubine such an ignorant person? I'll go get some more paper, and it's all used up."

"Go."

As soon as Yang Shi turned around and entered the inner room, her face was as cold as frost in an instant. She looked at the two stacks of similar papers in front of her, took one of them with a sneer, and sent it over.

Hou Yunyang has no other hobbies. In order to show the elegance of a scholar, he only pays attention to pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Yunyang Hou knew something was wrong as soon as he stroked the pen.

"What's wrong?" Yang asked pretending to be puzzled.

Yunyang Hou put down the pen, picked up the paper with his fingers and pinched it lightly, his face turned cold and asked, "Where did you get this paper from?"

Yang said innocently: "Isn't it just the grid where the paper is placed?" She pointed to the inner room of the study.

With a sullen face, Yunyang Hou called out loudly: "Wen Fu!"

Wen Fu was not there to wait on him, and he was urged to come back after a while, "Master Hou."

"Who is the one who bought the paper recently, and gave me this low-quality product?" Yunyang Hou looked gloomy, and impatiently waiting, directly threw a stack of papers on the table in front of Wen Fu, and the paper flew up. Then they landed one by one.

Wen Fu hurriedly grabbed a piece of paper in front of him and studied it carefully. He has been in and out with the Marquis of Yunyang all year round, so he naturally has some eyes for pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Inferior linen paper, only those from poor families have to buy it.

His eyes widened in an instant, and he quickly knelt down and said, "This... this little one doesn't know either!"

Wen Fu hurriedly called another servant in charge of the Jingsi Hall to ask, and the latter said, "Master Hou, you know that the four treasures of the study used in the Jingsi Hall were sent by my wife, but this time they are almost used up." , and no one sent it, so the little one had to go and get it, and then, Fu Xiang, who was beside the madam, gave the paper to the little one..."

Yang knew what was going on as soon as he saw the paper, so he waited for Marquis Yunyang to find out and watch a good show.In fact, there are still some good Chengxin papers left, and she can write for a while, but she is unhappy in her heart, and naturally she can't wait to stir up trouble immediately.

"You bastard, don't you know what I usually use? Just bring it back to me like this?" Yunyanghou said angrily.

The young man turned pale with fright, and he couldn't tell because of his suffering: "Master Hou, I asked before, but Fuxiang said that the Hou's mansion has no money and can't afford good things, so Lord Hou can save even these papers." Use..."

"No money?"

Yunyang Hou opened his eyes wide, with an expression of disbelief.

How dare Shang Qingrong target him so blatantly?Yunyanghou blushed, his shame and anger soared directly to the top of his head, and he rushed out without saying a word.

Yang raised her eyebrows and said nothing, she wished that the couple would break up completely.

Seeing that something was wrong, Wen Fu was so anxious that he ran out quickly and intercepted Yunyang Hou on the way.

He gasped and said, "Master Hou, it's late at night, Madam must have fallen asleep."

"Sleeping?" Yunyanghou said angrily, "You have to get up if you are asleep, and make it clear."

"Lord Hou!" Wen Fu yelled boldly, "How can Madam let you go if you are so angry, since she has done this, she must not be afraid of your scolding, maybe..." He looked at Yun The scabbed wound on Yanghou's head, "If you do it, you will suffer."

Marquis Yunyang clenched his fists and took a long time to hold back his breath. When he turned around, he seemed unwilling to listen, but he didn't move forward.

Did he really dare to seek Shang Qingrong's theory? He got hotheaded for a while, but after he calmed down a bit, he was... Cowardly.

You can't fight, and you can't fight.

Seeing this, Wen Fu breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time couldn't help but sigh: "If you are injured, what will you do tomorrow morning?"

"Is it all for now?" Yunyang Hou felt aggrieved, and looked at Wen Fu angrily.

"In two days..." Yunyang Hou's face turned grim, and Wen Fu immediately changed his words, "Tomorrow, I will tell my wife well, no matter what, we are husband and wife, and we must live together. When my wife calms down, It will come back to normal naturally.”

Yunyanghou asked suspiciously: "Can she listen to you?"

"Let's find out first, you, you, calm down and calm down."

Wen Fu was almost earnest, so Yunyang Hou flicked his sleeves and said, "Forget it, I will do as you said, I want to see the Chengxin paper tomorrow!"

It's easy to say, but it also depends on who the other party is.

Wen Fu felt bitter in his heart, but he didn't dare to disobey any more, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "Yes."

I'm afraid Marquis Yunyang forgot, when he was struggling to make ends meet, he also used these second-class hemp patterns in private for family planning!

The author has something to say:

Shang Qingrong: Even if I throw money into the water to let my Ling'er hear it, I won't let this bitch spend any of it. It's a waste!

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