In the evening, née Qin, who had changed into her usual clothes, was sitting on the brick bed in front of the window, holding a black plum bottle lovingly and wiping it with a handkerchief.

Mother Du, who was standing at the side, looked at the gold, silver, and precious medicinal herbs placed at the side. She curiously asked, "Madam, what is so special about this unassuming bottle?" "Carry it, it's almost time for an incense stick to burn …"

née Qin glanced at Mother Du, that look in her eyes seemed to say 'really don't know what's good for me.'

"This, we must pay more attention." Qin Shi wiped the plum bottle again before carefully placing it by her side. She said slowly, "Don't underestimate it. It's worth two hundred taels of silver each."

"Two hundred silver taels?" "So many?" Mother Du sucked in a breath of cold air. She was only working at the Jiang manor for five taels of silver a month, and this was with the special recognition of the Qin family.

"This is a sculpture!" The Qin family laughed, "The things that come from the internal department are good. When I was at home, there was one like this in my sister-in-law's dowry, but the carving was not even half as good. "But my sister-in-law is like an eyeball. Normally, she wouldn't let us near her …"

With that, she picked up an old ginseng from the side, looked at it again and then said to Mother Du, "This ginseng is much thicker than the one that Big Sister Du gave me for thirty years. It's at least fifty years old …"

As she said this, née Qin suddenly sighed and put her hand down on the table beside her. "It's a pity that my sister and my sister, Shu'er, don't have as many rewards as Sister Wan'er."

This was the difference between a legal wife and a concubine.

Jiang Chuanzhong walked in with a crooked pace, supported by the help of the servants. When she saw the blush on his cheeks, the Qin family knew that he was drunk.

"How did the old master end up like this?" Madame Qin was displeased and got off the brick bed. Together with the attendant, she supported Jiang Chuanzhong and helped him onto the large brick bed.

He told the maidservants beside him to bring her some water and to change out of Jiang Chuanzhong's clothes, which was reeking of alcohol.

When Mother Du saw it, she hurried to the kitchen and returned with a bowl of hangover soup.

"It's not like I don't know what my alcohol tolerance is. Why do I have to get drunk like this?" Qin Shi took the soup from Mother Du's hand and drank it while attending to Jiang Chuanzhong. Then, she asked Heng Bo, who had returned with Jiang Chuanzhong: "Who are you drinking with?"

When Heng Bo heard this, he honestly replied, "They are all my colleagues from the Board of Justice. After they had dispersed from home today, I felt that they had not had their fun, so Master took them to Spring Pavilion and ordered a table."

Upon hearing that it was a colleague of the Ministry of Justice, the Qin family curled their lips in disdain.

It had been almost three months since Jiang Chuanzhong had left for the Board of Justice, but his colleagues treated him coldly.

Now, they suddenly started to get close to each other. A discerning person could tell what was going on at a glance.

Madam Qin sent off the servant boy, Heng Po, who was standing next to Jiang Chuzhong. She also instructed Mother Du to take the rewards that she had just taken out to wipe away.

Jiang Chuanzhong half leaned on the brick bed, looking at the bustling crowd, and thinking of his colleagues laughing at him while they drank, he sat up, panting heavily. He pointed at Qin Guan and asked, "Sister Wan'er, how are your preparations going?"

"Marry? What marriage? " The Qin family seemed to have heard this word for the first time as they stood there with silver wine jugs in their arms.

"What else is there to marry?" Of course it's the thing I asked Big Sister Wan'er to take with me to Duke Jin Palace. " Seeing the Qin family's slightly blank expression, Jiang Chuanzhong struggled to sit up, "You aren't planning to just carry these things and let Sister Wan'er pass, are you?"

When the Qin family heard this, they subconsciously hugged the silver pot to their chest.

When Jiang Chuzhong saw her, he said, "Could it be that you don't even want her to bring these with her?"

"This is something that the palace has given to our family. Why are you letting Miss Wan'er take it away?" Qin Shi stammered.

Hearing this, Jiang Chuzhong sat up on the brick bed, glared at the Qin family, and said: "You're crazy, these are all given to Sister Wan'er by the palace, both the Ministry of Rites and Prince Jin's Mansion have their own gifts. If we dare to keep it for ourselves, we will hand over a letter from the Duke's Mansion at that time … "What an ignorant woman!"

Jiang Chuanzhong flung his sleeves.

When the Qin family heard this, they felt a chill down their spines. How could she have forgotten about this?

"Could it be …" This room... We can't keep any of them? " When née Qin saw those items in the room that made people drool, it was as if ten cat claws were scratching at her heart.

"Aren't there rewards for us?" Jiang Chuanzhong, who had yet to wake up from his stupor, stood there with his eyes half-raised.

née Qin stood there disapprovingly, curling her lips.

In total, she and Jiang Chuanzhong were rewarded with 10 taels of gold, 700 taels of silver, 3 pairs of earrings with pearls, fox skin, and some otter skin.

Compared to Jiang Wan's reward, it was simply a drop in the bucket.

"Right, I still need to find some mansions, shops or something to bring over to her." Jiang Chuzhong thought about it and said, "She's not marrying into a humble family. As the wife of the crown prince, there's always something she can take out."

"What?" Hearing that, Qin Shi's voice became sharper, "You still want to buy a farm or a shop? Do you think this is Zhenjiang Mansion? Back then, Sister Ling'er and Sister Shu'er did not have anything! "

"Can they be the same?" Jiang Chuanzhong stood up and glared at her, "Sister Wan'er is going to support the sect! You did not marry into our Jiang family empty-handed, right? "

"What?" You wouldn't be thinking of giving my dowry to Wan'er, right? " The Qin family also did not want to be outdone, "My dowry can only be for young mistress Feng and Shu'er. Others can't even dream of giving me half a centimeter of the dowry."

"Good, good, good." Jiang Chuzhong said three words in succession, and his already drunk face turned even redder, "It's been so many years, and now you're finally telling the truth. Big sister Wan'er has called you her mother for so many years, yet you're so stubborn?"

"If you don't give me this dowry, I'll give it to you!" "I don't believe that my Jiang Clan will run out of food without your dowry!" With that, Jiang Chuanzhong walked out of Jun Yating's room and headed for his study.

Seeing this, Mother Du, who had been standing guard under the eaves, lifted the bamboo curtain and entered the room. Seeing that née Qin was sitting alone on the brick bed, she quickly walked over and said, "Madam, why do you have to go so far? "It must be known that this money belongs to you. Master wishes to set up some farms and stores for Fourth Miss, so you should just let him do as he pleases …"

"Mother Du, my heart is suffering!" née Qin sat there and started wiping her tears, "My young mistress used a small palanquin to carry her to the crown prince's residence. She had been humbled for so many years that she finally had this day. For what, Miss Wan'er wants to beat them the moment she gets married? "

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