272, Chapter 272 (1/2)

272, Chapter 272 (1/2)

Mr. Wei held the remnant cloth on his head with a confused look on his face.

Finally, under his father's urging gaze, he hesitantly took out two hundred taels from his arms.

Wei Mingyan took it and put the money into his arms with drooping eyes, "Don't you still have fifty taels?"

Mr. Wei indeed has fifty taels left.

To say that his life is really tight, even though his biological father won the title of Marquis, his actual salary is not much. This Marquis Mansion seems to have only a few masters, but there are a lot of people up and down, and there is not much else. He said that just to hire a husband for his younger brothers and sisters in the house and his son would require a lot of money every month.

This also cannot cut down the servants. These servants were brought down by our ancestors, passed down from generation to generation and trained well.

Just look at the whole capital, unless there is trouble at home and the court confiscates the house, the servants will be sent for sale by the government. Otherwise, even if they are beaten to death, no one will sell the servants.

Not to mention the release deed. This is an unwritten rule. If the servant is released, not only will the master not pay for it, but he will also be rewarded with some silver coins. If the servant spends money to redeem himself, if the word spreads, the entire mansion will have to pay for it. It became a joke.

No master wants money from his servants.

Although the Hou Mansion has properties in Beijing, each business is worse than the last. Mr. Wei himself is not good at managing money. His wife did learn some management skills before leaving the cabinet, but they focused on the name of the Hou Mansion. The capital city of Nuo Da is very lonely.

Commonly known as, the surface is bright.

The common people thought that the title of the Marquis was powerful, but there was originally a small circle in the capital. How did my father get the title of Marquis? That was what my grandpa was willing to do not to ask His Majesty for help.

Firstly, he did not seize the title, and secondly, he had no merit at all. The title of Marquis did not require him to attend court every day. Except for the excitement in the mansion when he was first granted the title, later on, the gifts given by others were just for the sake of meaning, and they did not even bother to do official or official matters. Submit the post.

It can't be said that he is snobbish. After all, there is no relationship or relationship. It is normal for others not to spend time on a marquis who is destined to be useless until death.

But Master Wei was miserable. When he was young, he had a mother in his family, so he just wanted to study well. The old lady did not expect that she would die early. She only asked her two sons to study hard and did not give them any training. How to manage the affairs of the government.

When the old lady passed away, the old lady left the house alone. After the family had a difficult time of filial piety, he advocated marrying Mr. Wei to the daughter of a friend he had played with when he was young.

Fortunately, although the father-in-law was careless, the mother-in-law was a clear-minded person. She raised the daughter who was married to Mr. Wei really well, and the couple spent the most difficult time together.

I originally thought that after he was selected as an official, he would have a salary and confidence, which would make things easier for him in the government. However, he did not expect that Mr. Wei, who had no connections and no connections, entered the officialdom like a mouse entering an old cat's nest. He wanted to give gifts to others, but he did not dare to accept them from others. Etiquette, it is not an exaggeration to say that people who live it outside are nervous.

When he came back from his overseas trip this time, he saved again and again along the way. For example, Mrs. Wei was worried that she had never been out to drink wine. It wasn't that he didn't have such ideas as a man, it was just that he didn't have money.

All the girls in the flower house are wealthy people, and he is also a court official after all. If he goes there, can he hug the girls and have fun underneath like those who don't have much money?

To put it bluntly, Master Wei has no money.

But my dear father wants money, can he not give it to me?

In the end, Mr. Wei took out the last fifty taels in his arms and handed it to his father who had been waiting for him for a long time.

After accepting the fifty taels, the expression on Wei Mingyan's face became a little better, at least the dislike was not so obvious.

"Father, what you just said..." Mr. Wei was afraid that this unreliable father would take the money and leave, so he quickly reminded, "What are you going to tell me?"

"oh."

Wei Mingyan flicked the banknote in his hand without raising his head, "Father, I watch the sky at night. You have been destined to have a peach blossom recently, and it is still a peach blossom."

"Have you been in contact with a woman recently?"

Mr. Wei's originally dubious expression suddenly turned into confusion.

He lived in a government palace, and there were a lot of men coming and going. Because he was short of money, and he didn't like to go out drinking and having fun with other officials, where would he get the chance to meet women.

However, the old man didn't care at all whether Mr. Wei admitted it or not. Holding the money in his hands, he came to his own conclusion, "You have a bad relationship with your subordinates, but the superior attaches great importance to it. In the officialdom, there are noble people to help you, and you will rise quickly."

After finishing speaking in an inscrutable tone, Wei Mingyan raised his eyelids and finally took a look at his son, with a look on his face that said, "Well, you don't need to praise me, he is just average and excellent." Right?"

Mr. Wei:...

None of them matched.

He has a very good relationship with his subordinates. If their wives had not given birth to daughters this time, but instead had a son and a daughter, they would even be able to have a baby kiss.

Like him, his subordinates are all gentle-tempered people. The two of them also discuss things with each other and have never had any disputes. Although the relationship is between a superior and a subordinate, Master Wei has regarded him as a best friend in his heart.

On the other hand, the noble man who was expressed by the old man to value him always had a straight face towards him on weekdays. This time, their group stayed in a remote place for more than half a year because of the burst of the embankment. Although Mr. Wei did not live with Shangguan, he was with him. When dealing with affairs, he was overwhelmed by the various miscellaneous things he arranged. If he couldn't do anything, no matter how late, he would be called to the superior's courtyard and punished in front of the servants without mercy. scold.

Even this time, the third prince returned with them. Master Wei abided by his duty and never took the initiative to show up in front of the third prince. Until the day before he was about to return to Beijing, he was suddenly called by Shangguan to take him to see him. The third prince said that the maid sent to serve the third prince that day was exactly what he had arranged.

Mr. Wei had no idea what was going on. He had never been with a prince before and his whole body was stiff. After seeing the ceremony and being given a seat, he always lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. When he left, he was covered in cold sweat.

Afterwards, his subordinates told him that the third emperor's concubine happened to be at the nearby Zhuangzi that day. After bumping into the third prince, he simply looked for her and bumped into the maid.

The third imperial concubine was born in a general family. It is said that she married the third prince who concealed her identity from the public before marrying into the prince's palace. It was supposed to be a beautiful thing. Unfortunately, after the third prince had a sweet wife, he would still be there from time to time. Folks met some beauties and brought them back to their homes.

It would be fine if it were anyone else, but the third emperor's concubine had a fiery temper and would cause trouble every time. The third prince was sincere to his wife, and he always acted as a low-key general to coax her.

The third prince's reputation for being fond of beauty had spread out early on, so when the Shangguan asked him to prepare a beautiful maid for the third prince, Master Wei didn't think much about it. He gave the order and went on with his business.

But this time, the third emperor's concubine must have caused a scene, otherwise why did the Shangguan call him alone that day, and specifically told the third prince that he arranged the maid.

That day, Mr. Wei was still confused. It was not until his subordinates informed him that he realized that it was the third prince who was to blame, and the superior officer pushed him to take the blame.

Therefore, how could the relationship between Shangguan and him be good? It would be even more ridiculous to say that Shangguan valued him.

And that meteoric rise...

He had offended the third prince, and it would have been good if he had not been demoted. How could he have achieved such success?

Perhaps seeing that he didn't answer, the old man narrowed his eyes and asked again impatiently, "Don't be hesitant. Tell me quickly whether my calculation is correct."

The excitement in Mr. Wei's heart that "my father turns out to be an expert" disappeared little by little with this calculation result that accurately avoided all the correct answers.

Although there was still a piece of cloth smeared with his own blood on his head, Master Wei's heart calmed down little by little.

There must be some other way to explain the inexplicable pain and lack of pain in my neck just now.

Anyway, the answer that my biological father is an expert is impossible.

Looking at the old man who was getting angry because he didn't answer for a long time, Mr. Wei felt sad in his heart, with the mood of "wanting to comfort my crazy old father", but he said something different, "The calculation is very accurate, thank you father."

"As a family, why bother saying such kind words."

As Wei Mingyan spoke, his eyes fell lightly on his son's left thumb, "Just give me this jade ring."

Mr. Wei: "... If father likes it, take it."

So the old man took his ring away without ceremony.

Mr. Wei, who lost two hundred and fifty taels of silver notes and a jade ring, was kicked out by his own father who received a satisfactory answer.

He even lamented that if the two were not father and son, the mere reward would not be worth his words.

Mr. Wei only felt desolate in his heart. While thinking about the normal old man when his mother was still alive, he returned to his courtyard.

Because Master Wei had no concubines, he slept in the same room as Mrs. Wei.

What he didn't know was that when he had just set foot on the road back to the courtyard, a girl who had been quietly guarding outside the old man's courtyard quickly turned around, trotted around and ran back to the courtyard ahead of him. .

So, when Mr. Wei entered the room, he saw that all the girls waiting in the room had been dismissed, and his wife, who had taken care of the housework, raised younger siblings, respected her father-in-law, and gave birth to a son and a daughter after marrying him, was lying on the bed. She turned her head away from him and cried softly.

Mr. Wei was stunned. He and his wife worked hard together. Even when it was the most difficult time, she never blamed him. On the contrary, she always encouraged and supported him. The relationship between the two has always been good. Even when they were away on errands, Mr. Wei would always feel sad in his heart. He was worried about whether the pregnant wife would be safe in the house. When he saw the wife, whom he had not seen for nearly a year, hiding in the room crying, he felt heartbroken.

"My dear, what's going on? But where did you feel wronged?"

Mrs. Wei originally listened to her mother-in-law's words and pretended to be sad to coax her husband to change her mind. But as she cried, she thought about the deep love and affection she had when they were most in trouble, and the sweetness of his promise not to take concubines. The tears couldn't stop falling.

As soon as her husband helped her, Mrs. Wei's face was full of tears. She originally wanted to wipe away her tears and cry again, but when she looked at her husband with teary eyes, she was suddenly startled.

"Master, you, what are you..."

Mr. Wei immediately thought of the pinch marks on his neck and the rag on his head.

It’s not that he didn’t know that the rag on his head looked a bit silly, but when he thought of the severe pain that went straight to his heart, Master Wei still tried his best to ignore the piece of cloth.

He does not believe that his father is an expert, and this piece of cloth can really suppress pain, and there is no conflict.

However, just as she was thinking this, Mrs. Wei stretched out her slender hand with tears in her eyes and took down the rag.

"Don't……"

Mr. Wei only had time to say one word in his voice to stop him.

Oops, it hurts.

But until Mrs. Wei held the rag in her hand with a confused look on her face, the frightening pain did not come.

Mr. Wei couldn't believe it at first, then he felt happy, and then a thought came to his mind.

it is as expected.

His father was really lying to him.

Mr. Wei carefully touched his neck. When he found that it still didn't hurt, his expression became relaxed and helpless.

I was almost deceived by my father.

I just don’t know how the pinch marks and pain on my neck were caused when I was there.

Mr. Wei couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He continued to look at his wife and asked, "What happened to you just now?"

Mrs. Wei then remembered that she still wanted to cry and complain about her grievances, and her beautiful eyes immediately filled with tears, "Master, don't worry about me. I just know that there is a sister outside who is crying that she is old and yellow."

As she spoke, she wiped away her tears. Even though her face was full of grievances, she still asked thoughtfully with the air of a royal wife, "Have you settled your sister well? Why don't you bring me into the house and let me be a concubine?" Arrange it well so that it will be more convenient for her to serve you in the future."

Mr. Wei was not satisfied with Mrs. Wei's generosity. Instead, he was full of doubts, "What sister? What is the lady talking about?"

"Of course she is the concubine that the master has taken away from home."

Tears immediately fell from Mrs. Wei's eyes at the right moment, "It's spread throughout the house, so you don't have to hide it from me. I'm not a jealous person. I'm just afraid that the master will be in bad health."

Mr. Wei: "What?"

Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Mrs. Wei felt better, skipped the topic, casually stuffed the white cloth into Master Wei's hands, and asked proactively, "Master hasn't told me yet why this white cloth is hung on the head."

"I'm not my father yet. I'm afraid he's ill today. I'll ask a doctor to take a look at him later."

Mr. Wei sighed and took the white cloth, "He actually used a needle to blow me up today. On this cloth..."

He paused suddenly and looked at the white cloth in his hand with disbelief.

Blank.

How could it be blank.

He clearly saw his father scribbling on it with blood...