Speaking of Wang Fufeng, everyone has mixed emotions.
At first they speculated that the eldest brother and the second brother of the Wang family were fighting, and that the legitimate son of the third brother was deliberately pretending to be ill, waiting for the snipe and the clam to fight, and the fisherman would benefit.
But Zheng Ruqian personally confirmed that Wang Fufeng was indeed terminally ill and weak.
It is impossible for the third family to fight for the family property for a sick man.
The previous speculation was overturned, Wang Fufeng's position became unclear, and his whole body seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, making it difficult to see and understand.
That's all. As long as he is a member of the Wang family, as long as he wants to stir up the troubled waters of the Wang family, Xu Mo is willing to cooperate with him.
But now, Wang Fufeng is missing.
Not only did the entire Wang family keep silent about him, but the third family didn't show any signs of anxiety. Mr. Wang even held a banquet at Youran Residence to entertain friends, and he was so happy that he got drunk.
Those who knew it were because he was happy because the Sun family was in chaos, but those who didn't know thought he was celebrating the disappearance of his legitimate son.
Xu Mo sent people to explore the vicinity of the Wang family several times. They talked about anything, but when Wang Fufeng was mentioned, the servants of the Wang family shut their mouths and showed an attitude of not being able to talk.
There was no other way, Mr. Zheng could only be sent out to the mountains and wandered around to find Wang Mingyu.
The legitimate son of the second wife is still a master of the world. He is reasonable in everything he encounters, and anyone who dares to argue with him about fairness will be humiliated at best, or beaten at worst.
When Zheng Ruqian found him, he was pointing at the nose of a young man in plain clothes and scolding him.
"What's wrong with this? There's no first-come, first-served basis. It's just how much money you give me. If I give you more money, the boss is willing to sell. Why are you making such a fuss?" Wang Mingyu stared, "You have the ability, just pay for it."
Sure enough, a bastard is a bastard. No matter how righteous he is, he has no chance of being a good person.
Zheng Ruqian stood behind him and coughed twice.
Before Wang Mingyu could turn around, the curse came first, "Whoever stands behind me and coughs, the tube can be removed if you don't want it. I will pay you to find a doctor..."
When he found out it was Zheng Ruqian, his eyes lit up and he quickly swallowed back the rest of the slanderous words and said with a smile, "Brother Zheng, why is it you?"
Zheng Ruqian's principle of communicating with the bastard is to smooth things over and occasionally put forward a small opinion, which seems a little different from the flatterer.
Faced with the current situation, Zheng Ruqian said, "Are you looking at the same thing as others again? It is indeed a good match for you, but we are the princes of the Wang family and we don't lack this thing, so why do we have to compete with ordinary people? Let’s take a look over there, what if there’s something better?”
Wang Mingyu's chest straightened up as he spoke.
Yes, yes, he is the son of the Wang family, how can he snatch things from ordinary people? Brother Zheng is right.
Wang Mingyu immediately waved his hand arrogantly, "Brother Zheng is right. Let's go to the front and take a look. I'll leave this shit to you."
After saying that, he waddled forward like a big fried rooster.
Zheng Ruqian couldn't help laughing and followed him. Passing by the plain-clothed young master, he didn't forget to cup his hands to express his apology.
Mr. Su Yi, "..."
Wang Mingyu likes to go to the market with Zheng Ruqian, not only because he can flatter people and bring some pertinent opinions, but also because he has a keen eye for bargaining, which has prevented Wang Mingyu from being cheated several times.
The merchant obviously wanted a jade pendant worth ten taels of silver, but after Zheng Ruqian opened his mouth, he could take it away with just one tael of silver.
Wang Mingyu was greatly moved and burst into tears. He didn't know how much money he had lost in the past.
"It's okay, you are doing a good deed." Zheng Ruqian shook his head, "How many impoverished traders have you saved?"
In the past, you had to sell three orders to have enough food, but one sale can last you half a year.
"Really?" Wang Mingyu looked stunned.
Seeing that they had bought several jade pendants, a dozen paperweights, and a dozen bundles of rice paper, and the arms of the two servants were almost hanging to the ground, Zheng Ruqian finally invited Wang Mingyu to drink tea in the teahouse.
By the way, I kindly asked two slaves to send the things back.
The servant burst into tears of gratitude, and Wang Mingyu also sighed, "Brother Zheng is kind-hearted."
Zheng Ruqian bared his big teeth and poured a cup of off-brand tea with a smile. He was so happy that he finally let go.
After Wang Mingyu finished the tea, he considered it and said, "Brother Wang, do you know, Wang Fufeng?"
Water mist suddenly rose from the tea table.
Wang Mingyu took a sip of tea and poured it out as soon as it reached his throat, "What did you ask him for?"
"Hey, I just think this name is very girly, so I asked out of curiosity." Zheng Ruqian pretended to be casual, "If you don't know, you can just not answer."
Ouch, Mr. Wang’s temper is getting worse.
If others don't know, how can he not know? He is the prince of the Wang family!
"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else." Wang Mingyu lowered his voice and tried to be mysterious, "This Wang Fufeng is my cousin."
Zheng Ruqian had no expression, he knew this.
Wang Mingyu continued, "But my cousin is a sick man. The whole family knows that he has only a few years to live, so no one cares about him. Even my third uncle values me more than him and only looks forward to my future." I’m here to provide for him in his old age.”
This is also the key to his lack of scruples and wanton behavior.
Zheng Ruqian nodded, his expression finally looking a little strange.
Wang Mingyu thought he was shocked and continued to shake out the aniseed. "But the third uncle just didn't care about him very much before, but a few days ago he found someone to lock him up. He also said that he would be taught a lesson. It's pitiful for my cousin's weak body." They are so fragile, and they may be dead if they are locked up for a few days.”
Zheng Ruqian was startled, his expression gradually became serious, and his heart sank.
"You said that my third uncle is going too far. Although my cousin will not live long, he is still his biological son after all. How could he be so cruel?" Wang Mingyu curled his lips, "How can there be such a father and son in the world? Fortunately, he is not my father. "
There is indeed no such father and son in the world, but the more such a father and son are, the more fishy they are.
Zheng Ruqian suppressed his worries and pretended to be casual, "I don't know where Wang Fufeng is being held. What a pitiful person."
Wang Mingyu sighed, "It's quite pitiful. The third uncle's houses are basically in the southern suburbs, maybe in the south."
The southern suburbs.
Zheng Ruqian breathed a sigh of relief and pointed to the freshly baked hawthorn cake outside the window, diverting Wang Mingyu's attention.
"I want to eat, I want to eat." He made a fuss.
Zheng Ruqian took the initiative to buy two bags, giving him one as a thank you, and smilingly put the other in his sleeve for his younger siblings.
The two of them wandered around for a while, and when the servants came back, Zheng Ruqian said he had something to do at home and left.
Wang Mingyu was quite reluctant to let him go and kept waving his hands, "Brother Zheng comes to play with me again. I like to play with you."
With so many people around him looking after him, Zheng Ruqian is like a clean stream.
It's a pity that it appeared too late, and it is difficult for stubborn rocks to turn into gold.
After saying goodbye to Wang Mingyu, Zheng Ruqian returned to the Hairpin Flower Courtyard. While taking out the hawthorn cake, he sighed, "Wang Fufeng was probably taught a lesson by Mr. Wang San and locked up, and he was probably near the southern suburbs."
Xu Mo frowned, "Near the southern suburbs? The southern suburbs are so big, don't you have a detailed address?"
Zheng Ruqian shook his head heavily.
Jiang Sheng was dividing the hawthorn cakes, but he stopped moving after hearing this, and said with a bitter face, "Brother Fufeng is already sick and weak, and if he is punished and locked up in a remote countryside, I'm afraid..."
I'm afraid I won't survive.
Xu Mo stood up suddenly. Although he did not actually meet Wang Fufeng face to face, through Wang Fufeng's handwriting, he could feel that the heart of this sickly young man was definitely turbulent and unwilling.
"I owe him a favor regarding the Sun family. I want to find him." Xu Mo said loudly.
Wang Fufeng overthrew Sun Yu and avenged Qiao Yuhe's family. He was a good man, he had a deep conscience and a bright and dark heart. He should not be treated like this, let alone die quietly in the southern suburbs.
