Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 795 Double the money, please stay
"That's right, Nanny Qian is right, Master, just tell the truth!"

Zhizhi glanced at Mrs. Qian and Madam Qian, and then said slowly, "Since Madam wants to know so much, then the poor monk will tell the truth. In fact, the poor monk originally wanted to help Madam solve the disaster, but he didn't expect Madam did not believe in the poor monk from the beginning to the end."

Seeing the faces of the eldest lady and Qian Momo changed, she felt sure that what he just said was right. The eldest lady didn't believe him at all from the beginning. Thinking of the wisdom here, she smiled bitterly, "Since the lady doesn't believe in the poor Monk, it will be meaningless for the poor monk to stay here any longer, Madam let the poor monk leave, and please be wise!"

As soon as the voice fell, he turned around to pack his things, as if preparing to leave.

"Wait a minute, Mage." Qian Momo stopped her, glanced at the eldest lady, walked up to the mage in two or three steps, took all the things from the mage's hands and put them away, and then said to the mage, "Master, it's not what you thought." In this way, it's not that our wife doesn't believe you, if she didn't believe you, she wouldn't have invited you over, we just..." Then he looked at the eldest lady, and continued, "We just have a little Just don't believe it."

Qian Momo pointed to the nails on her hands and said, "Just a little bit, really, a little bit."

Master Zhizhi looked at Nanny Qian with the expression that you thought I was an idiot, and after a moment of silence, he said, "There is a disbelief in the poor monk. The poor monk can understand and accept it, but the poor monk can't understand it." The most unacceptable thing is that you don't believe in the poor monk, but you don't come to ask the poor monk. The poor monk has been staying in this other courtyard for so many days, hoping to wait for my wife to ask all the doubts in my heart, but wait. Madam hasn't come these few days. I think Madam didn't believe in the poor monk from the very beginning. If this is the case, there is no point for the poor monk to stay. If so, please trouble Madam to let the poor monk go. Bar!"

Having said that, he clasped his hands together and made a respectful salute, "Amitabha, thank you for your care these days, the poor monk is gone. As for the money for the sesame oil promised by the lady before, forget it. After all, the poor monk did not help the lady." solve something."

As he said that, when he turned around to pack his things again, he heard Da Furen's voice.

"The mage is right. I don't believe you. Unless you can prove yourself, otherwise, I have to doubt it." The lady clasped her hands, looking confident.

Master Zhizhi lowered his head and smiled, turned around, looked at the eldest lady, and said with a smile, "Of course the poor monk can prove himself, but don't you think it's too late now, madam? If madam can come to ask the poor monk two days ago, The poor monk will definitely prove himself, but now, the poor monk just wants to leave here."

"What if I give you double the amount of sesame oil and let you stay?" the eldest lady raised her eyebrows and asked.

The intelligent monk gave a bitter smile and clasped his hands together, "I'm sorry, ma'am, although the poor monk really wants to help the temple earn some sesame oil money, the poor monk doesn't want to go against his will for money."

Qian Momo glanced at the eldest lady, and the eldest lady's face was a little ugly. She obviously didn't expect this intelligent mage to be so stubborn. She used to think that this intelligent monk was just a monk who loved money like his life, but she didn't expect that everything would be so stubborn. It was her illusion that he was not such a person at all.

(End of this chapter)