Xiao Yuchen guessed that she might be angry.
The first two sentences didn't offend her... but now they were directed at her "savior". She couldn't hold back her anger, right?
Unexpectedly, Wen Jin was very calm, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
"Is there anything else, Your Majesty? If nothing happens, I'll leave." Wen Jin yawned. If you talk about such boring things, you might as well let her go back to sleep.
Xiao Yuchen frowned and looked at her.
Wen Jin just thought that he was tacitly saying "it's okay".
She turned and left.
"Wait! Come back!" Xiao Yuchen suddenly became embarrassed.
"The one you used last time...do you still have it?"
Xiao Yuchen has always been simple and rude, but this was the first time he was so hesitant.
Wen Jin looked at him suspiciously, "What?"
"It's the poison quenched on the arrow...the kind that can slow people down." After Xiao Yuchen lost his temper, he remembered that he still wanted something from her, and couldn't help but feel embarrassed and embarrassed.
"The poison is not fatal, so it is of little use." Wen Jin would not say that it was Wen Yu's own trick.
"It's useful...for interrogating prisoners under special circumstances. The poison can not only leave no trauma, but also torture them mentally and destroy their will. And if they are poisoned, they can't even commit suicide."
Xiao Yuchen's eyes were somewhat sincere.
Wen Jin thought for a while and smiled slightly, "Yes, there is, but the medicine is very troublesome to prepare. The ingredients are complicated, and the effect will be very different if they are added in different orders. This medicine is time-consuming and laborious..."
"How much? You make a price."
As soon as Xiao Yuchen saw the bright and cunning light in her eyes, he guessed that she was short of money again.
Also, she just bought a house, so she may not have much cash.
The medicine delivered to the palace has not yet been settled.
"Fifty taels of silver," Wen Jin said.
Xiao Yuchen was about to laugh at her. Since she was going to give him a small fortune, why not give him a big one? Is this because he's afraid he won't have money to pay?
"One penny."
One penny is five grams.
"How many?!"
"Fifty taels of silver, five thousand coins!" Xiao Yuchen laughed angrily at her lion's mouth. "Even if I don't know the market price, I still know that two big meat buns cost one cent! You can only buy one dollar of medicine for five thousand coins." ?”
Wen Jin knew very well that according to the prices in the Liang Dynasty, the purchasing power of five taels of silver was equivalent to six to seven thousand yuan, or even more.
But the so-called business is that Zhou Yu slaps the yellow cover, and one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
"Things that are rare are valuable. I said, this medicine is not easy to prepare... If the prince thinks it is expensive, please ask someone else to prepare it."
Wen Jin was not in a hurry, she turned and left.
This woman's boldness and refreshingness are so refreshing that even men can't help but admire her.
"Deal, I want one or two, give it to me as soon as possible!" Xiao Yuchen frowned.
Wen Jin looked back at him and said with joy, "Fifty taels of silver, Your Majesty is ready."
She looked back and smiled... Xiao Yuchen's inner irritability was instantly soothed.
Wen Jin returned to Wutong Courtyard and asked his son, "Do you still have the turtle medicine from last time?"
"What turtle medicine?" Wen Yu was stunned.
"It's just that poisoning will slow down..."
"That's called sloth poison!" Wen Yu pouted.
He likes to listen to Aniang’s stories very much, and he likes the weird characters in Aniang’s stories. He heard about the sloth in the story of Zootopia.
"Okay, do you still have the sloth poison?"
Wen Yu brought a jar of medicinal powder.
Wen Jin carefully poured out fifty grams of medicinal powder. Fifty grams was one tael.
"Is this poison difficult to control?" Wen Jin asked.
"It's not difficult at all," Wen Yu blinked his big, clear eyes, "Although there are a lot of ingredients, it's not difficult at all. It's really fun."
"Okay... don't say this to anyone, especially the prince." Wen Jin warned.
"why?"
"The prince will be sad if he hears this." Wen Jin touched his son's head and went to sell medicine happily.
With such a simple income of fifty taels of silver, Wen Jin, a "profiteer", immediately focused on this business opportunity.
She invested five taels of silver and bought many beautiful "poison" bottles for her son.
In the past, she only thought Yu'er was joking, but unexpectedly she became famous for playing for him.
Wen Jin didn't know at this time that after she returned to the palace, her father went to visit her eldest brother.
Wen Jing stood outside the house... as if he had been slapped in the face.
"Is this called a small house?"
Wen Jing couldn't help clenching his fists, his teeth ached.
This house is bigger than his Xifu!
The set design inside the house, with its carved beams, painted buildings, pavilions and pavilions, made his heart even more sore.
"This is a big deal!"
It would be fine if the house was just big.
Who did he meet in the house?
Isn't that Shen Huai, the eldest son of Prince Xuan? And Xiao Jinglou, King of Hailing?
"Jun'er is dying, can we still let these two come to visit him?" Wen Jing said in a sour tone.
Is the eldest son so proud?
Wen Jing couldn't believe it. He hid in the corner of the yard and watched silently for a long time.
He witnessed with his own eyes that Prince Shen and Prince Hailing had a very happy conversation with his eldest son.
"Why is he dying? His face is obviously rosy and his eyes are bright!"
Wen Jing can achieve his current status because he is very good at judging the situation.
He immediately ordered his followers, "Go back and get me three hundred taels... no, get me eight hundred taels of silver notes!"
After Shen Huai and Xiao Jinglou left, Wen Jing went up to see his son.
"My son... I have suffered so much, Jun'er!"
Wen Jing hugged Wen Shengjun and cried loudly.
Wen Shengjun was stunned by him... He wanted to push him away, but he couldn't move.
He sat stiffly in the wheelchair... In all these years, his father had never been so close to him.
This sudden "turbulent father's love" made him feel at a loss.
Wen Jing burst into tears, "I didn't know what Mrs. Liu did before, and it made you suffer! Are you willing to go home with me?"
Wen Shengjun felt cold in his heart.
Is it because he got better and saw that the people he interacted with were powerful and thought he was valuable, so he wanted him to go home?
"No need." Wen Shengjun refused coldly.
Wen Jing burst into tears, "You hate your family, you hate your father... Even a father can understand it. It's just a pain for you. Although the yard is big, there is no one to serve it. I will send someone here when I get back..."
"No need." Wen Shengjun sneered with a mocking look on his face.
Wen Jing was embarrassed for a moment, "You don't trust the servants at home, even as a father you can understand. Here are eight hundred taels, you can use them as flowers."
Wen Shengjun turned his face away without looking.
Wen Jing was so coldly rejected by his son, ridiculed and disgusted... He was not angry at all.
Instead, he repeatedly expressed his understanding for his son. If his son didn't go back, he wouldn't force him, and insisted on keeping the eight hundred taels of silver notes.
"Take your dirty money! If I were to die today, would you come to see me? Would you leave me the money?"
"Just to see if I can still be used!"
Wen Shengjun was extremely angry.
Wen Jing was confronted by his son, but he still didn't show any anger. Instead, he remained pitiful and silent, just crying silently.
"Your mother died early. It was a critical period in your father's career. She ignored your brother and sister..."
"If I, as a father, can still have a chance to compensate you..."
Wen Shengjun threw the banknote at him before he could finish his words.
"No need! What you wanted but couldn't get when you were a child is no longer rare now! Just live your life guarding the Liu family's children!"
"Changbai, see you off!"
