Dozens of pines and cypresses are lined up outside the Baoxia Hall, and the sunset is obliquely shining. At the end of September, it was late autumn, and the weeds on the roadside were withered and yellow.

Wang Xifeng heard that Wang's daughter-in-law came to report the news when he was discussing with Lin Zhixiao's family in the Baoxia Hall, and his hands shook on the spot.

"Bang dang!"

With a crisp sound, the precious Ruyao tea bowl fell to the bluestone ground. Warm tea spilled all over the floor. Ping'er, who was standing aside, hurriedly supported Wang Xifeng.

"Second grandma, I'll retire first. Ming'er will come again to get the words of the second grandmother. Lin Zhixiao, the housekeeper of the Rongguo Mansion, left the chamber after saluting. Some things can't be heard.

Feng'er went out and stopped a few daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law who were about to come in to reply.

Ping'er felt that Wang Xifeng's body was softening in her hand, leaning heavily on her arm, her anxious eyes were red, she thought that something had happened to Jia Lian, and the daughter-in-law who came to Wang Wang just now was what Wang Xifeng's ear said. Helped Wang Xifeng to sit down on the chair and asked softly, "Grandma, what's wrong?" ”

Wang Xifeng felt that his throat was a little blocked, and pointed to Laiwang's daughter-in-law who was crying and sad on the side. Ping'er and Feng'er looked at the laiwang woman with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks.

Laiwang woman said bitterly: "Miss Ping'er, I am eating wine and gambling money in the wing room outside. I heard a few housekeepers say that grandma took the monthly money in the house and put the money in the house to eat the money. As soon as I asked, now the whole house is spreading this matter, so I hurriedly came to tell my grandmother. ”

"Ahh This matter was even spread to the whole house? It's really damning!

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It was getting dark.

Wang Xifeng's gaffe in the conference hall broke the tea bowl and spread in Jiafu at a rapid speed.

Lin Zhixiao, the housekeeper of Rongguo Mansion, is a stuffy gourd and will not talk nonsense. Even if her daughter Xiaohong is on an errand in Baoyu's room. However, a group of housekeepers' daughters-in-law who came to report to Wang Xifeng were waiting outside the conference hall. So many heads so many opinions.

Wang Xifeng suddenly stopped looking at things in the evening on the grounds of "physical discomfort" and returned home with Ping'er and Feng'er. This is due to the fluctuating hearts of the daughters-in-law who are not in charge, and discuss the reason in private.

By the end of the night, the masters in Jiafu were almost semi-openly talking about Wang Xifeng's release of Yinzi money. Public opinion in Jiafu erupted from the bottom, and finally transmitted this suppressed energy to the upper level. It's like a rotten plank, creaking in the night, under the impact of the surging torrent. It's almost unstoppable!

Tanchun's mood was happy, and she suddenly understood the meaning of the note that Jia Huan wrote to her, "mobilize the masses and organize the masses"; Spring Festival is a stealing joy, she is still the gentle and amiable girl with a cowardly temperament, but she also wants the monthly money to be paid in full and in time; Xichun, who has a withdrawn personality, is very curious, and she is wondering how Brother Huan'er suddenly became like an adult.

Jia Baoyu came back from the Daiyu house to discuss the transmission of the Condor Heroes, and suddenly heard the news, and was a little dazed for a while. He Meiren, Qian Xue, Musk Yue, and Qiu Wen discussed the consequences of this incident in the house: Sister Feng may be deprived of the qualification of the housekeeper's daughter-in-law.

The impact is too bad.

I'm afraid it's related to the third ring.

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Jia Huan, at this time, just ended with the sentence "Every girl hopes to have a brother Jing who belongs to her", and sent away Caixia, Aunt Zhao, Xiao Que, and Xiao Jixiang who came to his house to listen to the story.

Ruyi smacked his lips and poured tea for Jia Huan. Qingwen ran in from outside the door panting, she went to the east, and wanted to rush back to listen to Jia Huan's comments on the end of the Condor character, but she didn't catch up, and couldn't help pouting.

Jia Huan and the maids laughed and said a few words, and sat at the desk. Bright lights shone on his black eyes.

The night is quiet.

It was the night before the storm. You can wait in peace. He was waiting, waiting for the storm to sweep through Jiafu and sweep away the ghostly spirit!

He wants to "kill" Wang Xifeng.

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Jia's mother's main room. At this time, the center of power in Jiafu had not yet felt the surging public opinion in the house, and it was still calm and peaceful.

After dinner, Mother Jia sent Mrs. Wang and Li Kun away with a smile. The blessed old lady leaned on the couch chair and drank tea to consume food. The attacker is very dedicated to serving in front of him. The mandarin duck came in from outside the house and stopped talking.

The mandarin duck is wearing a cyan maid vest and a foundation shirt tonight, pretty and tall. There is a melancholy between the eyebrows and eyes.

The news that the second grandmother took the monthly money of the aunts, young masters, girls, and maids to go outside the house to put the money in the house can no longer be suppressed. Just now Amber came to her, and the eldest lady (Mrs. Xing)'s roommate, Wang Shanbao's family, and Mrs. Wang's (Mrs. Wang)'s roommate, Zhou Rui's family, quarreled in the garden outside, sneering at each other.

This is a sign that things can't be suppressed. She will not return to the old lady, if the old lady hears about it from others, it will be a serious dereliction of duty. But if she wants to sue the second grandmother behind her back, this is obviously not good. She can only be as "thoughtful" as possible.

When Jia Mu saw the mandarin duck, she smiled and put the tea bowl on the tray in the hands of the attacker, and asked, "What's the matter, mandarin duck?" ”

Mandarin duck said: "There is something to go back to the ancestor of the Ming Dynasty." ”

Waiting for Jia's mother to nod, the mandarin duck continued: "Recently, the second grandmother in the house has embezzled the monthly money of the public middle school to put the money outside. It is said that there is a nose and an eye. I thought: there is a problem that the monthly money is not released on time. There are deviations in the days of each month, sometimes earlier and sometimes later. It's not a big deal. It's just something outside the house, I don't have much knowledge, I don't understand much, so I'll tell my ancestors about it. ”

Jia Mu's face gradually became gloomy. Put the money in print? Is this what someone like Jiafu should do? It's a ruin in the family's reputation!

"How many people in the house know?" Mother Jia still wants to cover up the past in her heart.

"There should be a lot of people." Mandarin ducks didn't dare to say it explicitly, only speculated. If she said that it had spread all over the house, then how would she explain it: only now to tell the old lady?

Jia Mu was silent for a while, sighed softly, and said tiredly: "Let Brother Feng explain it himself tomorrow!" ”

This matter seems to have been settled like this, and it was revealed lightly. After a long time, after the mandarin duck and the attacker served Jia's mother to sleep, they exited Jia's mother's room together, and looked at each other, both of them knew in their hearts that a storm was coming.

After coming out, Mandarin Duck went to find Sister Feng overnight.

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The next morning, many female relatives of Jiafu gathered in the main room of Jia's mother. Just like in the past, at a certain time, the ladies came to accompany Jia's mother to laugh and amuse. But under the calm and habit, there are all kinds of undercurrents.

Li Kun smiled and talked about the daily trivial things that the small stove is easy to use. It's the end of September, and it's winter. As the weather cools down, consider starting to use it. Wang Xifeng recommended a small stove to her a few months ago, and said a witty remark that a small stove has "three good". It spread widely.

After Li Kun finished speaking, Jia Mu, Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, Aunt Xue, Wang Xifeng, Lin Daiyu, Ying, Tan, Xi, Baoyu, Xue Baochai. and their respective maids and companions all laughed.

At this time, Jia Mu suddenly said: "Brother Feng, I have heard some bad rumors in the house recently, what is going on?" ”

After Jia's mother finished speaking, the living room of the main house was suddenly silent!

Here it comes.

It was as if all the emotions and pressures in Jiafu were converging and erupting here and now, forming a huge, invisible storm. They were in the eye of the storm at this time.

Jia Mu didn't say it explicitly, but everyone knew what Jia Mu was talking about.

Printing money is a type of usury. Folk song cloud: Yinzi money, one to pay three; Profit rolls profits, turning over year after year; Borrow for one year, repay for ten years; It's not over for a few lifetimes.

But anyone who gets involved with Yinzi money is equivalent to wearing the hat of "being rich and unkind". Such a matter related to the reputation of the house, it is impossible for the old lady not to ask.

Wang Xifeng was notified by Mandarin Duck last night, and he had already discussed countermeasures with He'er. At this time, he got up and replied, with an aggrieved expression on his face, and said, "Ancestor, my monthly money this month is a few days late. Because Brother Huan'er scolded me in June, I pressed the monthly money in Aunt Zhao and Brother Huan'er's house for a few days. Aunt Zhao also made trouble with me last month. It's my fault. Who knows, Brother Huan held a grudge and made up a set of words to arrange me. I... I..."

As he spoke, tears began to fall.

"I see." Many people suddenly realized that there were such twists and turns, and they felt that what Sister Feng said was reasonable.

The mandarin duck and the attacker standing behind Jia Mu glanced at each other: that master is really a person who can toss, silently, and after a month of hard work, he made such a big move. This one is also capable.

Jia Mu was surprised: "There is such a thing? ”

Mrs. Wang said lightly: "There is such a thing." I also reprimanded Aunt Zhao a few words for this. As he spoke, his eyes swept over Aunt Zhao who was not far from his side. Only then did she notice that Aunt Zhao had "mixed" in with her.

As soon as Mrs. Wang said this, everyone understood better. Some time ago, wasn't Aunt Zhao slapped by her wife? It is said that Aunt Zhao insulted the ancestors of the Wang family with insulting words. It turned out that the root was making trouble about the monthly money.

Looking at everyone's eyes, Aunt Zhao smiled wryly. She scolded her ancestors, and she really deserved it. Even if you don't pay attention to the loss. Mrs. Wang beat her and beat her. The big wife beats the little wife, can she still go around saying that she is wronged? But I was still a little angry in my heart: let you see your aunt's jokes, wait and see!

She's not here to see the show today.

Aunt Xue is a little strange: Jia Huan is stupid, on such an important occasion, let his mother come over? With Aunt Zhao's level of speaking out of tune and sandwiching three with four, it is too easy for Sister Feng to get out today.

Thinking about it, Aunt Xue picked up the teacup and took a leisurely sip.

Seeing Aunt Zhao, Ping'er, Feng'er and others were relieved. The third master of Huan is a person who understands in the end, and it is useless to know that it is useless to make trouble. The old lady still favored their grandmother in her heart. Otherwise, the mandarin duck would not have come to report in advance.

Today's matter: Grandma first used her body to make up for the capital of the money printed in the silver vault. In the future, Aunt Zhao and Huan Sanye's monthly money will be released on time and in full.

Now, let's deal with the rumors spread by the third master of Huan first.

Jia Mu was about to speak. Mrs. Xing suddenly interjected: "Sister Feng is really a powerful mouth. What is black can be said to be white. Oh, whenever you are at fault, it is Brother Huan'er who has had a conflict with you who is speaking ill of you. It's all his fault. You are a good, good, decent, clean person. Bah! You don't look at yourself in the mirror! You go outside the house and ask you about the reputation of the king's great good man? There are a few that serve you. ”

"Ahh Mrs. Xing scolded too harshly, which was not her usual style at all. This kind of continuous comparison and majestic scolding style reminds everyone of a person who is not present today: Jia Huan and Jia Sanye.

Aunt Xue almost squirted out a sip of tea. This... Style!

Ping'er, Feng'er and a few others were dumbfounded. It's wrong to dare to love. Miss by a mile! Jia Huan's "gunman" today is not Aunt Zhao, but Mrs. Xing. Where does this begin?

What's more important is that Jia Huan is not trying to calm things down, but to make a big fuss.

"Good! Good scolding! Aunt Zhao applauded from the bottom of her heart. No wonder Brother Huan'er asked her to come today, it's really enjoyable and relieving.

Mrs. Wang's face was calm, and the eyes of Mrs. Xing, who was looking at her, became more and more light. Referring to Sang and scolding Huai!

Wang Xifeng scolded Mrs. Xing so much that her face was flushed and a little purple, "How could I have..."

Mother Jia looked at Mrs. Xing unhappily and said, "There is something to say." I'm still here, why are you scolding your daughter-in-law? ”