Wen Qingzhu turned around and protected Wen Mingxuan behind him.

Looking up, Wen Qingxin stood in front of them angrily, his face flushed.

"Is there anything wrong with Sister Qingxin?" Wen Qingzhu asked indifferently.

Wen Qingxin was even more angry when she saw her appearance that she had nothing to do with herself.

"Brother is so good to you! You actually deceived my brother with fakes! Hyascent Chika, catch them for me! Take it to your grandmother for critique! ”

"You're going to let your grandmother judge?" The corners of Wen Qingzhu's mouth bent, Wen Qingxin was really a brainless person.

"That's it! You ungrateful slut! I've got to make my grandmother—"

"Shut up!"

Before she could finish her words, Wen Jihua's voice interrupted her rudely.

Wen Qingxin hurriedly turned around, trotted over quickly, and sobbed, "Daddy! It's all the brother who was hurt by that slut! ”

With a "snap", Wen Jihua slapped her hard.

Wen Qingxin, who had never been beaten, was stunned all of a sudden, forgot to even shout in pain, and looked at Wen Jihua in a daze.

"Don't bring Miss back yet!" Wen Jihua's face was gloomy, and he looked at the two maids next to him with an unkind expression.

Baixiang Qianxiang immediately stepped forward and pulled Wen Qingxin to leave.

Wen Qingxin came back to his senses, covered his red and swollen cheeks, and cried: "Daddy, you actually beat me!" ”

Wen Jihua looked at her coldly, without any emotion on his face.

Seeing him like this, Wen Qingxin endured and endured.

In the end, he shook off the maid's hand fiercely, turned around and ran towards Fuyuan.

The surroundings finally fell silent.

Wen Jihua stepped forward, looked at Wen Qingzhu and said, "Xiao Qi, I'm sorry, I took your notebook without authorization, it's the fourth uncle's mistake." ”

"It's okay, is Mingliang back now?" Wen Qingzhu didn't care about this, what she cared about was which prince Wen Mingliang knew.

Wen Jihua didn't want to say more, but said: "Not yet, the fourth uncle will leave first." ”

"Hmm." Wen Qingzhu sent him off, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

It seems that Wen Mingxuan's lone calligraphy and painting has to be sent back to the East Courtyard.

……

In the backyard, Wen Qingzhu taught Wen Mingxuan to know herbal medicine.

Peony stood on the other side, listening intently.

After speaking, Wen Qingzhu looked at the two of them and asked, "Have you all written it down?" ”

"Hmm." Wen Mingxuan has a good memory, so it's no problem at all.

Peony hesitated.

"If there's a problem, just say it." Wen Qingzhu knew that she had a certain foundation in medical skills.

"What the slave wants to ask is, what if the medicine is poisonous, if it is not cured for a long time?" Peony was a little apprehensive.

Wen Qingzhu gave her the medical book, she didn't finish it, only read the parts that were useful to her father.

Her father's illness is not an incurable disease, but she is really worried that she has spent a lot of money and has not recovered.

"The same disease will have different reactions in different people, in addition to eating and living to pay attention to, but also to see if there are other old diseases, the disease will affect each other."

Wen Qingzhu said in one word, the reason why Yao Guan was ill for a long time.

Peony was slightly stunned, and her mind quickly recalled his father's situation.

There was a flash of inspiration in front of her, and she suddenly understood.

"Thank you, Miss, for your advice! Slave, slave and maid, I really don't know how to thank you! Peony found the reason, how could she not be excited, she could only kneel on the ground and thank you.

"If there is anything you don't understand, just ask, you will understand after reading all the medical books." Wen Qingzhu was not stingy with advice.

After Wen Mingxuan left, Wen Qingzhu went to the small warehouse in the east courtyard.

Green Tao and Xi'er are sorting out the things in the warehouse.

"Have you collected those lone calligraphy and paintings that Ming Xuan brought over?" Wen Qingzhu glanced at the warehouse and found that it was covered with dust.

Lu Tao heard her voice, and hurriedly got up and replied: "Put it away, this warehouse is small, there won't be any problems, the big warehouse that the slave is worried about is ......."

"It's okay, it's my father's people who are guarding the door over there in the big warehouse, and Aunt Wu can't enter without a key."

While the two of them were talking, Mother Ye appeared behind them.

"Miss, your plan really works! Those treacherous shopkeepers only saw the situation clearly in half a day, handed in new account books, and the slaves and maids looked at it, and most of them were fine. ”

Wen Qingzhu nodded: "That's good, nothing happened outside." ”

Mother Ye stroked her palms and said, "That's right! It didn't go well at first, but a son came forward to help the slave, and the slave and maid successfully got the real account book. ”

"Who?" Wen Qingzhu was puzzled, those shops were all recorded in the name of the Lu family.

My grandfather was a foreigner and died early, and there is no one in the capital who is good friends with the Lu family.

Mother Ye replied: "It's Fu Gongzi, he said that his name is Fu Lie, and he knows Miss." ”

"Fu Lie!" Wen Qingzhu's outstretched hand stopped in mid-air, suddenly stunned.

It's him!

"Is he a descendant of the old friends of the Fulu family?" Mother Ye is the companion of the Lu family, but she has never heard of the Lu family having made friends with the surname Fu.

Coming back to his senses, Wen Qingzhu stabilized his fluctuating mood, withdrew his hand and said, "Let's go out and talk." ”

When she arrived at the study, Mother Ye put the new account book on the table.

Wen Qingzhu picked up the top book and opened it, and read two pages at a glance.

Generally fine.

After putting down the account book, Wen Qingzhu tried to stay calm and asked Mother Ye: "Tell me, how did you meet him, how did he know you." ”

Mother Ye recalled and said, "The slave maid has just arrived ......"

That time at Fengguo Temple, they should have met for the first time, and only Green Tao was with her at that time.

But today he recognized Mother Ye as her person......

Wen Qingzhu's hands trembled faintly, and the memories of his previous life kept emerging.

Like a rolling marquee, one scene after another is swept in front of you.

She seemed to have discovered something that she hadn't noticed at first......

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Mother Ye found that her expression was wrong, and immediately asked out loud.

Wen Qingzhu took a deep breath, his eyes returned to calm, and said, "It's okay, you continue." ”

Although Mother Ye had doubts in her heart, she continued: "The slave maid used Miss's method to do it, and it really worked, but the shopkeeper of the Anyao Shop was suspicious and refused to hand over the real account book. ”

"Wait!" Wen Qingzhu interrupted her, "He recognized you at a glance?" ”

Mother Ye nodded, feeling strange in her heart.

Since Lu's death, she has rarely gone out.

Later, she was transferred to the laundry room, and now she looks very different from before.

If you don't know someone very well, it's almost impossible to recognize her at a glance.

Wen Qingzhu clasped his hands, and the guess in his heart seemed to be verified.

"You go on."

Then he asked the slave what was the matter, and the slave thought that the young lady said that she was not afraid that others would know, so she told him everything. Unexpectedly, Fu Gongzi immediately said, I will help you deal with this matter, then I wish the shopkeeper still wanted to fight, but they couldn't beat Fu Gongzi at all, and then Fu Gongzi didn't know what to say, I wish the shopkeeper was willing to hand over the account book, and left on the same day. ”

Listening to Mother Ye's words, Wen Qingzhu felt a pain in his heart.

Fu Lie's heart-piercing appearance appeared in front of him over and over again.

"Ahem!" Wen Qingzhu couldn't stand it and couldn't help but cover his heart.

"Miss! What happened to you? Mother Ye hurriedly supported her.

After a long pause, Wen Qingzhu slowly spoke: "It's okay, next time you meet him again, help me thank him, if he needs anything, you can help him." ”

Mother Ye looked at her expression, and stopped talking.

When did the young lady meet that childe?

The two of them had just finished counting the ledgers when Jasmine came in to make a statement.

"Miss, the old lady is invited, Sister Songyan is here to pick you up."

Wen Qingzhu handed over the account book to Mother Ye and followed Jasmine out.

When she arrived in the front hall, she saw Songyan smiling and waiting for her.

"Sister Songyan." Wen Qingzhu smiled softly, stepped forward, and sat down with Songyan.

Song Yan was not polite this time, and only after sitting down did he say, "Seventh Miss, the Ninth Young Master is back, he is explaining the situation to the old lady, and wants to ask you about today." ”

Isn't today's matter just a matter of letters?

"Thank you, Sister Songyan." Wen Qingzhu was very knowledgeable and secretly handed her a purse.

Song Yan checked it, the weight was very large, and the smile on his face became more and more cordial.

"Miss Seven, do you want to prepare?"

"No, I'll go with my sister." Wen Qingzhu got up, thinking in his heart that the old lady should be suspicious.

With Jasmine, Wen Qingzhu followed Songyan to Fushoutang.

As soon as he entered the house, Wen Qingzhu raised his eyes, and his grandfather Wen Guanbin sat in the main seat.

Next to him sat the old lady Liu, beside Liu, Wen Qingxin wiped her tears aggrievedly.

The first on the left is Wen Shuquan, Wen Jihua and Wen Mingliang with a depressed face, and the first on the right is the eldest lady.

"Grandfather, grandmother, father, fourth uncle, eldest aunt." Wen Qingzhu said hello one by one.

Wen Guanbin has thick eyebrows and a square face, does not smile, and has a coercion.

Seeing her coming, he raised his eyes and asked, "How many old Mr. Zhuang's notebooks do you still have in your hand?" ”

Wen Qingzhu replied respectfully: "There are also three copybooks, all of which are copied. ”

"You send someone to take a look." Wen Guanbin looked straight at her, as if to tell if she was lying.

Wen Qingzhu had already prepared, turned his head to Jasmine and said, "Go back to find Green Tao and ask her to send all the notes of Mr. Zhuang over." ”

"Yes." Jasmine was slightly nervous when she saw so many masters for the first time.

The old woman on the top suddenly looked sideways and said, "Ziyan, follow Jasmine, and be sure to bring back all the calligraphy intact." ”

"The slave takes the command." The bright maid who was standing beside the old lady immediately nodded and followed Jasmine out.

Two quarters of an hour later, Green Tao followed Ziyan back, holding three notebooks horizontally in his hand.

"Bring it on!" Wen Guanbin stared straight at the thing in Lu Tao's hand and commanded.

Ziyan smiled at Lu Tao, took the notebook and sent it to Wen Guanbin.

Wen Guanbin looked at it carefully, and then placed it on the table casually.

The old lady shouted Ziyan and asked a few questions quietly, and Ziyan answered them one by one.

After looking at Wen Qingzhu a few times, the old lady turned his head and said to Wen Guanbin: "I took it from Yanyuan's warehouse, there are only three books in total, and they are all here." ”

"I see." Wen Guanbin looked at Uncle Wen's row, "This time Mingliang is not doing anything wrong, this looks quite like the truth, since His Royal Highness is not to blame, forget it this time, you must be cautious in the future!" ”

"Yes." Two large and one small responded in unison.

Five Highnesses!

Wen Qingzhu's whole person froze instantly.