Text Chapter 233 Right and Wrong Grievances (2)
When my brother came, Dong'er was both happy and a little worried. Every time his brother came to the house, he either borrowed money or took advantage of no one to rummage in Jiang Lang's study, and several times he took away Jiang Lang's new poems, although Jiang Lang didn't care, but Dong'er always felt that his brother had stolen his beloved things. He glanced at the girl Xi'er next to him, Xi'er understood, and after offering tea, he went to the study to put the master's pen and ink in the box, and only books and blank paper were left on the table.
At noon, Jiang Anyi returned from dispersion, and looked at Li Shicheng, who was disappointed in the study, and said a few words, Li Shicheng did not hesitate to open his mouth to borrow 20,000 taels of silver from Jiang Anyi.
In the past, Li Shicheng also borrowed money, but it was as little as a few dozen taels and more than a hundred taels, Dong'er didn't take it to heart, this time it was 20,000 taels in one mouth, and Dong'er, who was sitting on one side, was so shocked that Dong'er shouted: "Brother, what do you want so much silver for?" But what's the problem? ”
"I met a girl in the Golden Jade Building, the two fell in love, I intended to redeem her, the bustard's price was too high, so I came to ask my brother-in-law for help." Li Shicheng said with a little shyness.
Qinglou, my brother actually wanted to spend 20,000 taels of silver to redeem the prostitute, but before Jiang Anyi could speak, Dong'er had already roared angrily: "No, Anyi, you can't lend him money." I'm going to tell my dad and let them take care of you. Since you entered Beijing, brother, you have spent all day drinking and not doing your job, and now you are actually entangled with the woman in the Qinglou, and your mouth is 20,000 taels of silver, do you know that the annual consumption of the family was only seven or eight taels of silver, and 20,000 taels of silver is enough for how many years......"
"Raising and moving the qi, living and moving the body", in Kyoto for two years, with Jiang Anyi's literacy and reading, and learning to treat people with Fan Qiao's family, Dong'er has already evolved from a country girl to a noble lady.
Li Shicheng was speechless when he was reprimanded by his sister-in-law, so he had to turn his eyes for help to Jiang Anyi, hoping that his brother-in-law could relieve him from the siege.
Jiang Anyi's face was calm and a little unhappy. Li Shicheng opened his mouth to borrow 20,000 taels of silver, although he could take out the silver himself, but these silver did not come out of thin air, and the family built a fort, which was a gold-swallowing beast, and needed money everywhere.
Jiang Anyi's life in the capital is not luxurious, the normal expenses are only twenty or thirty taels per month, the commission of the domestic servants is about ten taels, the supply of Tian Shoulou is more than 100 taels, plus various entertainment expenses, the annual expenditure does not exceed one thousand taels. The silver taels that Li Shicheng sporadically took from Dong'er's hands were about 1,000 taels, and the people's hearts were insufficient, Li Shicheng's appetite was getting bigger and bigger, and this time he actually asked for 20,000 taels at once.
After pondering for a moment, Jiang Anyi said, "Brother Li, this money cannot be lent to you by Jiang Mou." ”
Unexpectedly rejected, Li Shicheng's fiery mind seemed to have been poured cold water, and he said angrily: "Anyi, I heard Dong'er say that you repaid Yu Qingle's gambling debts of 14,000 taels last time, and it is better for me to borrow money to ransom people than to repay gambling debts." In terms of distance, you and I must always be closer than Yu Qingle. You can pay 14,000 taels for him, why are you reluctant to lend me 20,000 taels, it is because his father is a household secretary. ”
This was a bit excessive, Jiang An slapped the table angrily, and said angrily: "I paid off the gambling debts for Yu Qingle for a reason, not what Brother Li wanted to take advantage of. Brother Li, what Dong'er said is right, you should spend more time on reading, instead of feasting all day and doing nothing. ”
Without speculating for more than half a sentence, Li Shicheng got up with his clothes, ignored Dong'er's call behind him, and left the Jiang Mansion angrily, not even eating lunch. At the time of the lamp, Li Shicheng, who was lost and tired, returned to the Jinyu Building and appeared in Qionghua's courtyard.
In Qionghua's gentle persuasion, Li Shicheng soon got drunk, drunk and drunk, and didn't know what he said.
When he woke up, it was the second day, Li Shicheng had a terrible headache, closed his eyes and moaned softly: "Qionghua, Qionghua, bring some herbal tea." ”
"Herbal tea, pour some cold water."
A strange man's voice sounded in his ears, Li Shicheng was startled, opened his eyes, and a basin of cold water poured down on his head.
Although it was the end of August and the weather was still warm, a basin of cold water was enough to stimulate a drunk person to jump up from the soft couch. Li Shicheng was wet and looked at the place where he came from in embarrassment. A brocade-clothed boy reclining on the Hu bed, this kind of foldable seat came from the Western Regions, which was quite popular with the rich and noble families in Beijing.
Qionghua was kneeling on one side, carefully picking up a grape and stuffing it into the boy's mouth, and on the other side of the seat, there was an elegant literati looking through a stack of papers. Beside him, a tall man grinned with a wooden basin in his hand.