Jin Tingjiao

Chapter 557 Whose New Swallow Pecks Spring Mud (16)

"Don't mention it." Yu Hui said depressedly, "When I was a child, I was the one who protected him when he walked at night! When I saw a mouse, I helped him fight it!

"I usually don't dare to show my air when I see officials, and I only know who I am with all day long."

Wei Xi'er was about to speak, but she suddenly and sweetly put down the hand resting on her chin: "But he is quite capable of loving people. And he is timid, if others dare to bully me, he is not afraid.

"Once a bully in the city robbed me, he picked up a brick and rushed up without saying a word, and opened the man's head!"

Wei Xi'er felt that such a boy was really masculine.

It's great to be brave enough to stand up for someone you love.

Yu Hui said: "I heard from my mother and brothers that the prince was more heroic back then."

Her expression darkened immediately. "Not as good as yours."

"impossible--"

"Okay Yuhui," she looked at her seriously, "you are not allowed to speak for him in the future, I have nothing to do with him anymore."

She hadn't met him for a whole year, and it was really broken.

During this year, she deliberately forgot those things, and the life of the aunt and nephew here was ordinary and peaceful.

She can laugh at the beginning, she will be happy or excited about the little things around her, and she will have a lot of brilliance because of Goro's appearance. She doesn't need such a person to break into her life.

Yu Hui didn't say anything more.

The next day when she went to the street, she went to the teahouse at the end of the street and met the person who had "no relationship" with her aunt.

"My aunt is more interested in Goro and his future daughter-in-law than in the prince."

Although she didn't want to be so straightforward, there was no need to beat around the bush.

Xiao Fang was silent for a long while, and asked between his brows, "Is the money enough?"

"Enough." Yu Hui ate the Longjing tea that Lord Yan invited, nodded and said, "Thanks to the Lord's care, the shop can receive 200 taels of silver every month, and our silk shop has almost become a whole shop." The hottest shop on the street.

"According to the prince's order, I hired two assistants last month, and now my aunt doesn't have to buy and tally the goods by herself.

"I stew bird's nest for her every morning, and she likes to eat the official bird's nest from the shop called 'Shuangfeiyan' very much.

"Also, she likes the phoenix hairpin that the prince brought over last time. She kept asking me which shop bought it. She is thinking of buying another more gorgeous one, so that she can give it to Brother Huai's daughter-in-law."

He sipped his tea, thoughtful.

Instead, he frowned and looked at the courtyard: "Why do you want to sell silk and satin?"

Yu Hui paused, shrank her neck and asked, "Where is the lord still thinking about the shopkeeper Hu?"

How many years has it been...

Holding the tea, he glanced at her coolly: "Changed to Uncle, but I'll spare you."

……

With the lively Yu Hui, Wei Xi'er's life became much happier.

In a flash, it was the second year of Zhaoqing, and it had been two years since Li Rui ascended the throne.

In June, she was arranging the cloth in the store, when suddenly she heard the chattering folks say: "I heard that Prince Yan is discussing marriage with the cousin girl of the Han family. But it’s even more prosperous.”

Cangzhou is only more than 400 miles away from the capital, and Ma Kuai can call back and forth in a day, so the news of the capital's big and small events came in a timely manner.

When she heard about Xiao Huai, she came over: "Then the Han family, is it Han Dun who was once promoted by Mrs. Bi?"

The guys hurriedly said: "Exactly."

She frowned: "how about this girl?"

The man thought for a while, and then said: "Mr. Han Ge was originally a disciple of the Zhang family in Daqin, and his grandmother was also the adopted daughter of the Zhang family. This old lady Han is the last noble daughter of Daqin.

"As for their second lady, Han Ning, and this cousin girl, Song Jiao, they were both trained by Mrs. Han herself, so there shouldn't be anything wrong."

In front of the boss, they didn't dare not make it clear.

Wei Xi'er, on the other hand, had some sympathy for the Han family.

Bi Shangyun belonged to Li Ding, although Xiao Fang didn't mention to her whether the Wei family matter had anything to do with Bi Shangyun, but it was not from the Xiao family.

Since this Han Dun belonged to their gang, what was his plan to marry her Wulang now?
But the son is now in the care of his father, and she doesn't understand the situation, so she can't comment casually.

The point is, she broke up with him once and for all, and the grievances and grievances have been resolved after the agreement, so it is not appropriate for her ex-wife to come to the door again.

She didn't ask any more, but a shadow fell in her heart.

Within two days, when she was cutting clothes, Yu Hui came over to her again and said, "Auntie, Wu Lang seems to be getting married."

She stopped the scissors: "That Miss Song?"

Yu Hui nodded: "My aunt—the lord forced Wu Lang to go on a blind date, but Wu Lang refused, his father wanted to beat him, so he called Huo Jiu back."

Wei Xi'er felt a little angry.

"Why did he do this?" She put down the scissors heavily, "When he got married, could it be that his father forced him to marry?"

"I don't know." Yu Hui brushed her hair, "But Goro is really pitiful, he was abused by his father since he was a child, and he never gave him any fatherly love except for admitting that he was his son.

"If I had such a cold and inhuman father, I would have already run away from home and broken with him!"

Seeing that she was full of righteous indignation, Wei Xi'er slowed down his tone: "That can't be called abuse, Wulang is naughty, and he only has such a son, how could he not be raised in a strict manner?"

"But you can't throw him in Zhaoyang Palace all year round and ignore him!" Yu Hui became more and more angry as she spoke.

"How old was he when he first came to Beijing? He was only nine years old! For a nine-year-old child, if he doesn't do well, he will be beaten by his father. There is no sympathy for him. This is too much!"

"A loving mother has many losers. He should have been stricter. Moreover, the status of the King of Yan was earned by him with his flesh and blood. Wu Lang has to suffer a little to understand the difficulty of guarding the country."

She reasoned with her.

But Yu Hui straightened up: "Auntie, are you talking for the prince?"

"……I do not have."

She subconsciously denied it, lowered her head and continued cutting clothes.

How could she speak for him?
He wasn't hers, she was just telling the truth.

Yu Hui was silent for a moment, then asked her again: "Would you like to ask about Wulang's marriage? If you don't ask, he will be forced to marry."

She didn't speak, but the clothes couldn't be cut anymore.

Of course she doesn't want her son to be forced to marry someone she doesn't like, no matter how good she is.

That was the child she had given birth to after ten months of pregnancy. What right did he have to force him to get married?
But how can she stop it?
I said at the beginning that I would never have anything to do with him again.

After weighing again and again, she picked up the scissors again and said, "He must have his own considerations, let him go."

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The second is a little later

(End of this chapter)