The little girl looked at Jin Qing with admiration. She was really mad at the idea of being angry with the official media. This official media would definitely not say anything good about the Marquis Mansion after she returned. The matter of rejecting the marriage was confirmed.
Regardless of whether Wen Qingyun can marry into the Zhenguo Palace in the future, the reputation of being greedy and arrogant for money will never escape.
If the Marquis Mansion dares to damage the reputation of the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion in this way, what good fruit will Wen Qingyun get even if she gets married in the future?
But the little girl is a little troubled: after this incident, the master's reputation is probably completely ruined. Doesn't this count as killing one thousand enemies and damaging oneself eight hundred!
Seeing that the little girl seemed to be lost in thought, Jin Jin grinned: If you want to marry a wife but don't want to pay for it, how can such a good thing come from it?
After the official media handed Jin Qing's words back, Mrs. Zhen Guo Gong smiled instead of being angry. She immediately wrote a letter to mention the matter to Zhen Guo Gong. There were more than a dozen eloquent pieces of paper with only one theme: breaking off the engagement.
After sending the letter away, Mrs. Zhenguo calmed down and stayed at home to carefully take care of Pei Ji: It is estimated that after this letter passed, the breakup of the engagement became a foregone conclusion, and she finally no longer had to be disgusted by the mourning star. .
Dingguo Hou Wen Zhiyuan is in pain now. He has been in the countryside for more than three months and now he just wants to go home.
Before Wen Zhiyuan left Beijing, he went to the emperor to ask for leave.
Although he was just a marquis without any official position, in order to prevent the emperor from forgetting his existence, Wen Zhiyuan still went to court with a group of officials every day.
However, even if he dangled in front of the emperor every day, the emperor still had no intention of dividing him.
And this time Qin's arrival just gave Wen Zhiyuan an opportunity to ask for an official.
It turned out that Wen Zhiyuan asked for leave from the emperor, saying that he wanted to return to his hometown to pay homage to his ancestors.
At the same time, Wen Zhiyuan cried to the emperor: He had been away from home for many years, but except for the false reputation of a marquis, he had no way to share the emperor's worries. He was very frightened, fearing that he would not be able to face his ancestors in his hometown...
The implication of the words is that he wants to ask the emperor for an official position. The most important thing is that it must be a real position. It is really impossible to see a false position as a marquis.
After all, he had been idle at home for many years, and his hair was growing. If he didn't find a reason to remind the emperor, he would probably be old enough to take care of himself.
When the time comes, why should I hire an official? Resigning will be enough.
When the emperor saw Wen Zhiyuan crying sadly, in order to comfort him, he casually pointed out a job for him to find someone, and warned Wen Zhiyuan: This time involves the privacy of the court, and he must search quietly after leaving the capital.
When Wen Zhiyuan heard this, he immediately became happy: This is a major matter related to military affairs, and he will definitely handle it successfully and will not disappoint the emperor.
Wen Zhiyuan left the emperor's study happily, but when he turned around, a cold light flashed in the emperor's eyes: He had long known what Wen Zhiyuan had done to his first wife and daughter, and his behavior was like this How can such a person be so useful? This person should go back to his hometown to calm down.
So, three months have passed and Wen Zhiyuan has stayed in his hometown, and there is still no news about the person he is looking for.
Wen Zhiyuan looked at Qin who was holding his waist and shouting at the guards in the distance with a sad face. Suddenly, a strong thought came to his mind: had he been deceived by the emperor?
In the last life, Wen Zhiyuan also encountered the same dilemma, but he told Wei Shi about his situation. Although Wei Shi was poisonous, she was still somewhat sincere towards Wen Zhiyuan.
After Wei learned the news, she first dealt with Wen Daxiang, and then made a marriage contract with the Duke of Zhen. Then she asked the Duke of Zhen to intercede with the emperor on the grounds of a wedding, and then released Wen Zhiyuan. return.
It's just that this time, without Wei's amazing assist, Wen Zhiyuan's trip back to Beijing will obviously not be so smooth.
When he received a letter from the housekeeper for the first time, telling him about Jin Qing's evil behavior, Wen Zhiyuan wrote a book and asked Wei to find a way to get him back.
But before Wei Shi could come up with a solution, Jin Qing kicked the house down, breaking his legs and even his nose.
Under such circumstances, Wei herself was already in danger, so naturally she no longer had the intention to care about Wen Zhiyuan's affairs.
Moreover, she hated Wen Zhiyuan so much that he conjured up his first wife and daughter.
So, when he received a letter from the housekeeper urging him to go back for the second time, Wen Zhiyuan began to express his anger at the Qin family.
But Wen Zhiyuan forgot that Mrs. Qin was not the kind of woman that Ms. Wei would endure silently.
Wen Zhiyuan had been away from home for many years, and Mrs. Qin had long lost any love for him as a couple. As long as Wen Zhiyuan dared to yell at her, Mrs. Qin would immediately lie on the ground and roll around.
If Wen Zhiyuan wanted to take action against Qin, Qin would go to the street and make Wen Zhiyuan's matter known to everyone.
He had not seen a country woman like Qin for many years. For a moment, Wen Zhiyuan was restrained by Qin and did not dare to take any action.
After all, Qin was already considered someone who had a clear path with the emperor. Even if Wen had evil intentions, he would not be able to take action. If she suddenly died suddenly, Wen Zhiyuan would be the first suspect.
By then, Wen Zhiyuan estimated that he would never want to be a career official in his life.
The housekeeper just wrote one letter after another. In addition to talking about Jin Qing's arrogance in the house, his tone of urging Wen Zhiyuan to return to Beijing became more and more urgent.
But Wen Zhiyuan had no other option besides being anxious.
When he read the last letter from the housekeeper, Wen Zhiyuan felt that his nerves were about to break: he had to find a way to return to Beijing as soon as possible. Even if he didn't care too much about Wen Qingyun and Wei's affairs, he could stay here any longer. This country place was driving him crazy.
Not to mention how eager Wen Zhiyuan was to return to Beijing.
After learning that an official matchmaker from the town government came to propose marriage, but Jin Qing walked away angrily, Wen Qingyun was so depressed that she cried and made trouble at home, clamoring to drag her broken leg to find Jin Qing.
But Jin Qing blocked her at the door and found a rope to tie her up tightly. She also had her mouth tightly gagged, thus making the world peaceful.
Under Wen Qingyun's angry and vicious eyes, Jin Qing also took away the jewelry box on Wen Qingyun's dressing table: I really thought I had a good temper.
Seeing the surprised look in the eyes of the waiter in Wen Qingyun's room, Jin Qing sneered disdainfully: "You don't need to pay for treatment!"
Everyone shrank their necks in fright, no longer daring to look at the huge... jewel-encrusted jewelry box under Jin Qing's arm. They just looked at Wen Qingyun who was tied up on the bed like a rice dumpling and still squirming in confusion. : What kind of disease did the eldest girl treat the second girl?
The little girl looked at Jin Qing with admiration: As expected of the master, he could describe robbery in such a fresh and refined way, she should learn from it.
707: Are you kidding? When it comes to robbery, this is a skill that spans thousands of years!
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