Jade Without Fragrance

   Chapter 26 Hope

  Boom!

  Wen Rugui only felt that a thunderbolt struck directly on the lid of the heavenly spirit, causing his mind to go blank, and he didn't respond for a while.

  As a person who has been in the officialdom for more than 20 years, Wen Rugui was originally a calm person, but what happened in front of him was so strange that he couldn't understand it at all.

   The cousin of the same clan, the confidant of the book boy, not to mention that he has already warned him in advance, even if the incident happened suddenly, he should know how to say it.

   But they turned to the Lin family.

   Conspiracy!

The words    are abrupt and natural, and they appeared in Wen Rugui's mind.

   His dazed and gloomy eyes swept across Wen Ping and Wen Rusheng's faces, and then swept across Lin Shi, the old lady, and the others. What was circling in his mind were the doubts that were about to drive him crazy: Who the **** is counting on him!

  Wen Ping was frightened by Wen Rugui's eyes and glanced at Wen Hao quietly.

   The girl in a white t-shirt and a green skirt raised a hand.

   The plain hands are like jade, and the five fingers are slender.

   Wen Ping was shocked and buried his head even lower.

  The second girl is reminding him that he still owes those ruffians five hundred taels of silver!

   In fact, he couldn't look back.

  Wen Ping smiled bitterly in his heart, and the guilt towards the master that had grown deep in his heart disappeared.

  Since there is no turning back, in order to protect ourselves, we can only go further.

  Sir, I'm really sorry.

  Wen Ping stared at the spotless bluestone pavement, his voice full of fear and doubt: "Didn't the master tell Madam Qing back then that he would go back to propose marriage after the title of Jinbang was written?"

   After the crowd was quiet for a moment due to this unexpected development, the discussion suddenly became louder.

   "This is after the title of the Golden List, a noble girl got married, and abandoned her cousin in her home village."

   "What are you being forced to do, this is clearly a mess!"

   "Bah, men are so disgusting."

"Don't talk about our men, there are not many men who can do such a thing. Ruined the oral engagement with the cousin of the childhood sweetheart and married a noble girl, and when the outer child with the cousin grew up, he poured sewage on the knot. Send your wife and say you were forced." A young man shouted in the crowd.

  The onlookers had no time to pay attention to who said this. After all, when it was lively, there were too many gossips, as long as the words were reasonable enough.

   Immediately, countless people joined in.

   "Wen Ping, you son of a **** are taking advantage of someone to slander your master!" Wen Rugui finally got his voice back and was furious.

  Wen Ping took a step back in fright, and said in a panic, "Master, you have wronged the old slave to death. How could the old slave accept the benefits of others to slander you!"

   Someone in the crowd who knew the situation loudly pointed out: "This Wen Ping is a book boy who has been with Shilang Wen for more than 20 years, and now he is the chief steward of Shilang's house."

   "If that's the case, then it's impossible for him to back his master for a little benefit."

   "It seems that this is also an honest man who will not lie."

   Someone sighed: "I didn't expect that Shi Lang Wen was so unkind, and there were honest people around him."

   Laughter erupted.

  The honest man was warm and blessed, and shouted: "Tenth brother, it's not that my brother doesn't want to help you, it's just that you have to be sincere. Feng'er is going to participate in the spring festival soon. I don't want others to mention him in the future, saying that he has a father who opens his eyes and talks nonsense."

   "You—" Wen Rugui pointed at what Wen Rusheng was going to say, and suddenly felt a pain in his heart.

   He covered his heart with a pained expression.

  Wen Hao watched from the sidelines, his heart moved.

   Could it be karma, this time it was my father's turn to not come up in one breath——

  Wen Rugui was in his prime, and there was no such thing as the old lady.

   But for him at this time, not being dead is no better than being dead.

  Wen Rugui found desperately that he couldn't find the point of counterattack in a short period of time.

The sound of    is the sound of a sword being drawn.

When    heard the sound, the people watching the lively hadn't reacted yet. When they saw the long sword flashing coldly in Lin's hand, the people who were close immediately flashed to the side.

   Lin held his sword and walked towards Wen Rugui.

  Behind her, the servant Changshun was dumbfounded: "Prince, your sword!"

   Isn't it just to watch the fun, how did Mrs. Lin pull out his family son's sword!

  Nowadays, famous sons of famous families have the ethos of sabres. Most of them do not know martial arts. The sabres are purely decorative, just like wearing beautiful jade.

  The scabbard of Prince Jing's long sword is extraordinarily fancy.

   No matter how fancy a sword is, it can also hurt people.

Lin Shi didn't pay attention to whose sword she borrowed in her fury. She just urgently needed to vent the anger that was accumulating in her chest that was driving her crazy. She needed such a sword to pierce Wen Rugui's heart and take a look at him. The blood is not cold, the heart is not black.

   "Mother!" A slender figure rushed out and hugged Lin's sword-carrying arm.

  Looking at the daughter who was standing in front of him, Lin's expression was grief and indignation: "Ah, get out of the way!"

   She didn't smash Wen Rugui's body into ten thousand pieces today, and it was difficult to solve the hatred in her heart.

   "Mother, look over there." Wen Hao pointed in one direction.

  Lin looked at him blankly, and what he saw was the pale hair of the old lady and the anxious face of the eldest daughter.

   The second daughter's soft, watery voice came to her ears, soothing her anger: "Mother, don't do stupid things, we should all be together."

   In her past life and this life, she didn't care about clothes and food, and she didn't fantasize about a good husband. All she wanted was for the family to be together.

   Lin was stunned.

  The time was very short, but it seemed to be very long, and the hand holding the sword finally fell down.

   Wen Hao took the sword from Lin's hand, but Lin did not resist.

   The angry roar of the old lady came: "Wanqing, mother told you long ago that it depends on who you kill. Is he worthy of this shit?"

   Lin shi fixedly stared at Wen Rugui, and slowly spit out three words: "He—no—worthy."

   When the words fell, Lin Shi shook his body, and the short three words seemed to have exhausted all his strength.

  Wen Chan quickly walked over to support Lin.

"Chan'er, accompany your mother back to the General's Mansion for a rest. Aha, accompany your grandmother to the palace." The old lady clenched her cane tightly and gave Wen Rugui a disdainful look, "I want to talk to the queen mother about my good son-in-law! "

  The old lady turned around and left, the wind was blowing from the soles of her feet.

  Wen Hao quickly followed. After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered that he was still carrying a sword, and turned around under his feet.

   In the crowd, the little servant Changshun waved his hand: "It's our prince's sword!"

   As he said, he was about to run over to pick up the sword, but a hand grabbed his shirt on the back.

   After such a pause, Wen Hao came over.

   "Sorry, my mother was a little rude today."

  Qi Shuo took the sword and smiled slightly: "It's human nature, Miss Wen, let's go."

   The young man's smile was so bright, and harmless to humans and animals, that Chang Shun had doubts: The hand just now wasn't the prince, was it?

   It must not have been the prince who held him still.

  Wen Hao gave Qi Shuo a slight nod, and took the corner of his skirt to chase the old lady.

   The crowd was no longer lively to watch, and most of them dispersed.

  Qi Shuo walked with his servant Changshun on the way back to Prince Jing's mansion, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

  Changshun saw that the prince was in a good mood, and asked the question in his heart: "Prince, let's watch the fun, why do you let the boy shout those words?"

   (end of this chapter)