The Prime Minister’s Wife Is The Richest Woman

Wu Weian stretched out a hand from the quilt as usual and put it on the table: I've been short of silver taels recently.

I don't have any money, so I can borrow it from you. The old man interrupted him, pulled up a stool and sat down, his wrinkled hand resting on the man's outstretched wrist, and took the pulse, Yes, the injury is completely healed. .

I'll tell you in the letter that it's okay. Wu Weian put his hand back under the quilt, You don't have to run this trip at all.

The old man said twice: This is just by the way, by the way! When I came to Beijing, first, a little friend invited me to come to play, and the second is—

The old man paused for a while, then squinted at the man sitting like a bell next to him: I've seen that little boy in Yuzhou, and it can be cured. But the medicines used are of extraordinary quality, and they can't afford the money.

Wu Weian sighed: Got it.

Gee, another one asking for money.

The old man patted his shoulder across the quilt, gloating over the misfortune: You say that you, such a useful head, also suffers from this misery. What a tragedy!

Wu Weian shrugged: Since Qin Lao pity me so much, why don't you just give me some medicine.

The old man squinted at him: Who do you want to plot against?

Wu Weian: For myself, remove the scar.

The old man took it out of his pocket, took out a bottle of ceramic jar and left it behind: You remember the matter of Yuzhou young master, you are too cold, I have to leave.

Wu Weian: Give me a few days, I'll think of a way.

The old man nodded: It's not that urgent, but Wei'an, why is it so? If you really want to spend silver taels, wouldn't it be easy with everything you laid out before?

Wu Weian shook his head. Although his face under the candlelight was ordinary, it revealed an imperceptible edge on closer inspection: Chess should be used on the edge of a knife. It's not worth it for money.

Then you'll be frozen. The old man rubbed his frozen hands and stood up, I'm leaving, and I have to go to Qingyuan Hou's mansion to meet my little friend.

Oh? Wu Weian raised his eyes, Your little friend is Ji Mingshuang.

Exactly. The old man nodded, This person has a good character and is very interesting. But I heard that his sister's eyes don't seem to be very good, and he wanted me to see it many times.

Wu Weian nodded his head and said, Then go take a look and help Zhizhi.

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Wu Qi just took office and returned home after working in the Ministry of Industry for a long time.

As soon as he got home, the second son told him what happened at the snow banquet today.

Wu Qi thought for a while, and took his second son to the backyard to find his eldest son.

This will just be the time when the servants in the house can clean the courtyard.

I saw a ghostly figure in the yard, and all the fallen leaves on the ground were wiped out during the passage.

That is called a gāngān net.

Wu Er looked up at the sky.

In a moment of melancholy, I couldn't help thinking of some past events in Pingjiang.

Pingjiang is located in the southeast of Dayu, which is quite a fertile land.

However, there is a lot of rain, and there are often floods.

Father Wu Qi was a clean and honest official, and the elder brother seemed to be a bottomless dòng who eats money.

Compared with other officials' families, the family is simply heaven and earth, and the poor are not good enough.

Wu Er was still young at that time, not a governor, and often felt inferior because there were only four servants in the family.

He didn't find out until one day, when he went to someone else's house.

Although there are many minions sweeping the floor in other people's houses, they are not as fast and clean as the one in his family.

Then one day, his father was too blunt in officialdom and cut off other people's fortunes.

Others bought murderers to kill his whole family.

Wu Ercai discovered that his servant who sweeps the floor not only sweeps the floor quickly, but also sweeps people's heads neatly...

From then on, he knew that his family was not simple.

It's not that simple.

Not to mention the other laundry and cooking...

And big brother.

never mind.

The sage had a saying that Wu Er kept in mind.

See no evil, hear no evil, speak no evil, do not act evil.

This is the family motto of their Wu family.

Weian, what happened at the snow banquet today? Wu Qi asked.

Wu Weian: Go back to my father, the third girl of the Ji family wants me to marry her.

Wu Qishi didn't expect that, his pupils widened: Huh?

Wu Er guessed so much, but it was okay.

This, that Ji family Wu Qi thought for a while, and couldn't help taking a breath, The Ji family know your identity?

It doesn't count. Wu Weian shook his head, But the third girl from the Ji family knows who I am, and I have met once before.

Wu Qi was a little worried: does that matter?

The less people know about what they are doing, the better.

It doesn't matter.

Wu Qi nodded, but he trusted the eldest son: Then can you agree to this marriage? Do we need to prepare?

Wu Weian applied medicine to the waning moon scar on his hand: No, I refused.

But, will the Ji family hold grudges for this and make trouble with us? Wu Qi frowned.

Probably not, the third girl is a straight smart person. She would not make enemies for herself for no reason, she wanted to win him over.

Wu Qi nodded, rubbed his eyebrows, and his face showed a bit of exhaustion: I don't know what this Ji family wants to do, we have always been cautious, and it is reasonable not to enter the Ji family's eyes. Wei An, do you know What is the purpose of this Ji family doing this?

There is a vague guess. Wu Wei

Put on the good medicine, close the lid of the jar, But I haven't learned the whole picture yet. Don't worry, just wait and see what happens.