Mo Yanliang

Chapter 77 The Unreadable Old Fox

When the matter came to this point, Wen Chengli had to say it if he didn't want to.

But he is also a little clever, he thinks carefully before speaking.

What should he say first, so as not to become his father's punching bag?

"What's the matter, can't you make it up?" Wen Jing looked at his younger son very dissatisfied.

Wen Chengzong thought his younger brother was stunned, so he kicked his foot lightly.

Wen Chengli finally made a choice, and said: "My son went to Rongyun Zhai today with a friend to pick up an inkstone, and saw that third brother was visiting Linglong Pavilion with that woman."

"The third child has returned to the city?" Wen Jing's voice suddenly turned cold, and the temperature in the study seemed to drop accordingly.

"My son dare not lie." Wen Chengli said.

"Boss, who does this mean?"

Although Wen Jing didn't say it clearly, everyone could tell that he was referring to his wife, Mrs. Lu.

Wen Chengzong hurriedly said: "My son really doesn't know about this, maybe... Xu is that the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and my mother hopes that the whole family can have a reunion dinner, so someone let the third brother go..."

Wen Jing snorted heavily.

The reason why the Wen family's children are not as good as the Xia family's is because of the Lu family.

When he first became a father, he told her that spoiling a child is like killing a child, no matter how many children there will be in the future, he must be strictly raised.

But she simply ignored these words and copied all the Lu family's methods to Wen's family. No wonder all of them are inferior to each other.

"Boss, you go there yourself to bring the third child back."

"Yes." Wen Chengzong agreed quite simply, but his feet seemed to have taken root, and he did not move for a long time.

He also understands the character of the third brother, if he could be brought back casually, he would never have been sent to the farm to think about his mistakes.

Wen Jing sneered and said, "Take a few more people there, and if you tie them up, you will have to tie them back. If anyone dares to act violently and stop them, they will be beaten to death with sticks!"

Wen Chengzong became more and more embarrassed, and said bravely: "According to the days, that woman is about to give birth, in case it is a boy..."

There are four brothers in the Wen family, except for the second, Wen Chengde, the others are all from the Lu family.

Wen Chengli is young and has not yet married a wife, and the others are already fathers.

But for some reason, Wen Chengzong and his third brother Wen Chengxun, regardless of their wives and concubines, all gave birth to girls.

Wen Chengde, who was born as a concubine, was the complete opposite, a big fat boy.

Although Wen Jing often talks about it, but after all, they are both grandchildren, so he doesn't really care about it.

The Lu family is not the case. Seeing a large group of grandsons from concubines, but none from concubines, they are often so anxious that they can't eat or sleep.

Isn't the reason why the woman can stay until now is because of the piece of meat in her stomach?

Otherwise, with her mother's methods, she might have been left with ashes long ago.

"Boy?" Wen Jing really heard for the first time that the woman was pregnant.

Mrs. Lu really lost his head!

All her life, she had considered herself very high, and she didn't even look down on girls from ordinary official families.

Now in order to hold my grandson, I really can't take care of anything!

He sneered and said: "It turns out that my Wen family has reached the point where I have to rely on a prostitute from a brothel to continue the incense!"

His father clearly stated his position, and Wen Chengzong had a solid foundation in his mind.

When the sky fell and there was a tall man supporting it, mother still had to listen to father after all.

He bowed and said: "Father wait a moment, son will go and bring the third brother back."

Wen Jing waved his hand: "Go, let others do some things, don't get your hands dirty."

Wen Chengzong left, but Wen Chengli was stunned by his father's words.

There really is no such thing as the most cold-blooded, only more cold-blooded!

He always thought that his father was only strict with his brothers, and he was always kind to outsiders.

I didn't expect him to be so cruel and merciless, he could kill without blinking an eye.

terrible……

Only he and his father were left in the study, and Wen Chengli's calf trembled uncontrollably.

Wen Jing didn't take it seriously and said: "After tossing around for a long time, you just want to tell Weifu such a little thing?"

Wen Chengli swallowed hard: "No... my son has another important thing to say..."

"Then what are you waiting for?"

"Yes, yes... My son heard from friends that according to reliable news, the third daughter of the Xia family left the city together with the son of Prince Xing'an this morning."

"Oh?" Wen Jing stroked his long beard, obviously very interested in this matter.

Wen Chengli quietly let out a sigh of relief.

His judgment was indeed correct, as long as there was news about his opponent, no matter how bad his family's affairs were, his father would not care at all.

"Son, I don't dare to lie. My friend can see clearly that they went to a garden in the southern suburbs. It seems to be called Jiangxia Garden. The owner is an aide named Tong from Xing'an Palace."

Wen Jing lowered his eyes, like an old monk in meditation.

"Father, I also heard that the Jiacheng County Lord of Shoukang Palace also went to Jiangxia Garden early in the morning."

Seeing that his father was still unmoved, he added: "Also, the little prince from Ye Kingdom also followed."

Wen Jing's eyebrows moved, and he looked up at his younger son: "You mean Mo Qianli?"

Wen Chengli nodded quickly.

My mother, what does father mean?

King Xing'an is the competitor of His Highness the Crown Prince, and King Shoukang's mansion is somewhat powerful.

They are getting close to the Xia family, which is definitely not good news for princelings like them.

Yan Jingshu is just a girl, so it's fine if she doesn't care, if that kid Yan Fu Qing really becomes the son-in-law of the fourth master of the Xia family, will His Royal Highness have anything to do with it?

But when his father heard that he had a private meeting with the third daughter of the Xia family, he didn't even have the slightest reaction.

On the contrary, Mo Qianli, at best, is a distinguished guest from another country, but at worst, he is just a proton.

Otherwise, how could he, an only son, be sent to a foreign country at the age of eight?

Unexpectedly, when his father heard that he had also gone to Jiangxia Garden, he became interested.

Wen Chengli began to doubt himself, could it be that he was too stupid to see the way in it?

Wen Jing didn't give him any explanation, and changed the subject: "Brother Li is 16 years old, it's time to think about marriage."

Wen Chengli's heart rose again.

My father didn't get married until he was almost 30 years old, and my eldest brother and the others didn't start thinking about marriage until they were seventeen or eighteen years old. How could I be different?

In the past, if he had something to do with flowers and plants, he would not have dared to let his father know about it.

Including the matter of wanting to marry Ji Yunzhen, the mother carefully discussed with him.

Today's father suddenly took the initiative to mention his marriage, what is the meaning?

Wen Jing has always been a strict father at home, but at this time he was almost amused by his youngest son.

"Just now what your elder brother said makes sense, you don't like reading since you were a child, and it's useless to force it.

That being the case, it would be better to marry you a daughter-in-law earlier, maybe it can urge you to make progress, and also allow your mother to have grandchildren earlier.

If there is any girl you like, just say, as a father, make decisions for you. "

(End of this chapter)