After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 10 Taking the Dowry

Lin Anyan was about to speak, but Song Wanwan took a step back and said, "Mr. Lin and I are innocent, please be careful when addressing Mr. Lin."

Hearing what Song Wanwan said, Lin Anyan frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Although he and Song Wanwan haven't discussed marriage yet, the two of them have long wanted to belong.

He came to the Marquis of Changping today to make it clear to Wan Wan that after he returned, he was going to ask the elders in his family to propose marriage.

But Lin Anyan thought about it again, how important a woman's boudoir name is.It's normal for Song Wanwan not to want everyone to misunderstand before discussing marriage.

Lin Anyan bowed and bowed, and said, "Second Miss Song, I'm being rude."

Song Wanwan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly looked at Zhao Hongjun.

Zhao Hongjun kept his eyes on Song Jiuxi, and he said gently: "Miss Song, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell Gu, and Gu will make the decision for you."

He dealt with it impartially and with compassion for the people, so that the onlookers couldn't stop nodding and praising him.

"His Royal Highness, you have the wrong address." Song Jiuxi looked up at him, and said in a cold voice, "The wife is now the general's wife bestowed by His Majesty himself, and is no longer the eldest lady of the Marquis of Changping. "

Zhao Hongjun's eyes darkened, but he still smiled: "Madam Yan, you are lonely."

"His Royal Highness said that he wants to make decisions for his wives, but is it true?"

"of course it's true."

Song Jiuxi said: "The minister's wife went back to the mansion to get back the mother's things. The mother left a dowry to the minister's wife before she passed away. Yesterday, the minister's wife left in a hurry and didn't have time to get it. I didn't expect that I would come back today. After returning home, I couldn’t even enter the door.”

Song Wenzhi asked angrily: "Song Jiuxi, stop talking nonsense, when did your mother leave you a dowry? Who else is stopping you from entering the mansion?!"

Song Jiuxi sneered, and looked at the two boys standing behind them.

The two servants caught her gaze and immediately knelt down and kowtowed, looking at Song Wanwan begging for help.

Song Wanwan gritted her teeth, fearing that the two would confess to her in front of the prince, she immediately scolded: "What's the matter with you? Didn't you see my sister came back?"

Song Wanwan smiled again and said to Song Jiuxi, "These servants need to clean up properly. Sister, don't worry, Daddy will definitely make decisions for you."

Song Jiuxi said with a half-smile, "His Royal Highness is here today, I believe Daddy will make the decision for me."

Song Wenzhi had no choice but to say: "These two slaves will be punished fifty times."

"My lord, spare my life! My lord, spare my life!"

After the two boys were dragged down, Song Jiuxi asked, "Daddy, can you give me your mother's dowry?"

"When did your mother leave you a dowry when she left? Being a father is too indulgent of you, making you lie in front of His Highness the Crown Prince!"

If it weren't for Song Wenzhi's decision to strangle this daughter to death in front of so many people, he shouldn't have let her stay here in a moment of soft-heartedness.

"Daddy, I have a dowry list here." Song Jiuxi handed a booklet in front of Zhao Hongjun, "His Royal Highness, please be the master of the minister's wife."

Zhao Hongjun took it over, glanced at it, and then said to Shang: "That's right, these are indeed the dowry that Mrs. Changping Hou prepared for Mrs. Yan."

Song Jiuxi looked at Song Wenzhi and Song Wanwan, slowly raised his lips and said with a smile, "Then I will trouble my father to open the warehouse so that my daughter can get back her dowry."

Song Wenzhi frowned, he didn't believe there was anything left by that woman Jiang Jun in the mansion.

The property of the family was accumulated little by little after he became Marquis of Changping.

That woman is just a warrior, where did she get the property to buy a dowry for Song Jiuxi.

He wanted to see what Song Jiuxi could take away.

Song Wenzhi said: "Go and open the warehouse and let her get it."

"Father." Song Wanwan hurriedly stopped, and Song Jiuxi said with a half-smile, "Is the second sister not letting go?"

Song Wanwan's face froze, and she said immediately, "What did my sister say? My sister is just curious. What kind of dowry did Madam prepare for my sister?"

Song Jiuxi smiled and said, "You'll know right away."

With His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sitting in charge, someone immediately invited Qiu Ting, the wife of Marquis Changping, over here.

Qiu Ting held the key to the warehouse and asked hesitantly: "Master, the warehouse is full of the property of the mansion, where is Jiu Xi's dowry?"

Song Wenzhi said with a sullen face, "Go and open it, and you'll know if it's there."

Qiu Ting's face was ugly, but in front of His Royal Highness, she had to open the warehouse.

Song Jiuxi could tell from Song Wenzhi's face that he had no idea where the property in the warehouse came from.

Her father has been aloof all his life, and he thinks that money is vulgar.As long as I don't have to worry about food and drink, I don't even think about how hard my mother worked to acquire these family properties.

But looking at the ugly faces of Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan, the mother and daughter should know how these properties came about.

Song Jiuxi said: "His Royal Highness, please be a witness, the minister's wife is taking her own dowry."

Zhao Hongjun is used to pretending, just now he promised to make decisions for himself in front of so many people, now he will definitely carry out good deeds to the end.

Zhao Hongjun nodded, and said kindly: "Of course, Madam Yan, don't worry."

Song Jiuxi walked into the warehouse, Zhao Hongjun read an item according to the booklet, and Song Jiuxi took one.

At the beginning, Song Wenzhi was still sullen, and was very angry with Song Jiuxi in his heart.But as Song Jiuxi took out more and more things, his expression gradually changed.

Qiu Ting was sweating anxiously, she knew how many things there were.

What Song Jiuxi took were all valuables. If Song Jiuxi was allowed to take them away, what would she, the wife of the head of the Changping Marquis Mansion, have in the future?

Qiu Ting took Song Wenzhi's arm and said anxiously: "Master, even if Jiuxi is married, she is still the daughter of the family. There is no reason for a married girl to take things from the house. And these things The things are all earned by the master for the mansion these years, I know how much the master has paid for the Song mansion these years, I really can't bear the Changping Hou mansion to go back to the time when there was nothing."

Song Wenzhi's face became even uglier. He thought that when the world was in chaos, he was just a poor scholar, hungry and full.

Later, relying on his own talents and learning, he became the prince and Taifu, and was named Changpinghou, so he saved these family properties.

If Song Jiuxi took it all away, then all his hard work these years would have been in vain.

Qiu Ting knew that she had touched a sore point in Song Wenzhi's heart. What Song Wenzhi was most afraid of was going back to the time when he had nothing at the beginning.

Her eyes flickered, and she continued: "Besides, when my sister was alive, she was in poor health, and she used the mansion's money for food and drink. Even if she had money, she used the mansion's money. How come the mansion's property has now become It's Jiuxi's dowry."

"Stop!" Song Wenzhi shouted angrily.

He walked up to Song Jiuxi and shouted, "You bastard! I have earned the Song family business for so many years. Your mother has passed away long ago. How could these belong to your mother!"

"How did father get all this property, do you really have no idea?" Song Jiuxi sneered, "With your monthly salary, you still need to support a few outhouses. Is it really enough?"

(End of this chapter)