Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 198
Jing Chun replied, "This is Lord Yin Song of Jingzhao Mansion."

Jing Chun admits that at this time, he is a little bit more pretentious...

"Master Song..."

It was only now that they realized their disrespect, Mother Wei didn't even bother to cry, and they knelt on the ground hastily, "Caomin don't know Mount Tai, please forgive me, Mr. Song."

"A commoner woman cannot recognize Mount Tai. Please forgive me, Mr. Song."

"You get up first."

Only after a few people stood up, Song Yiwen replied: "Jingzhao Mansion is indeed not a noble place. It accepts high-ranking officials and accepts poor people. Anyone can walk in, but not everyone can walk out alive. Go out, Jingzhao Mansion has its own solemnity and solemnity, it is definitely not a place for you to cry."

Mother Wei also knew that Song Yiwen was answering the question just now.

Wei's mother knew that Song Yiwen was the official of her parents, so she stepped forward and said: "My lord, my lord, Lord Fuyin, you must make the decision for the women of the country... Please let Anuo go back with us. Now she has been sold." The Ren Mansion, of course, also belongs to the Ren Mansion, staying in the Jingzhao Mansion is really not an option."

Both Jing Chun and Zhang Ruolian's hearts skipped a beat. One must know that Jing Chun had discussed with Song Yiwen about Wei Anuo's future. Now that Wei's mother sued, if Song Yiwen was obsessed with Wei Anuo The matter of selling his life deed drove Wei Anuo out of the Jingzhao Mansion, and it would be really difficult for Jing Chun to stop him at that time.

Wei's mother felt that Song Yiwen should be the same as the previous Mr. Qian, but she didn't want Song Yiwen to reply directly: "My official said that the Jingzhao Mansion pays for the poor, not to mention Miss Anuo is the accuser, and she is weak. It is also a matter of emotion and reason to take in Miss Anuo."

"Does she have nowhere to go?" Mother Wei continued to belittle, "She just hides on purpose."

"Whether it's intentional or not, Miss Anuo is not a person who comes to make trouble, nor is she a person who despises the law, but she came to Jingzhao Mansion to ask for help with sincerity. Going back, what is the meaning of Jingzhao Mansion? What is the heart of the people? What is the heart of worrying about the people? May I ask, as a parent officer, is there any reason to drive children out?"

Listen, how ironic the word "parents" in Song Yiwen's mouth is to Wei's father and Wei mother...

For a moment, Jing Chun looked at Song Yiwen with great respect.

"I came today to understand the whole story. Since it is a complaint, I will not ignore it."

No one dared to say a word for a while. Song Yiwen was a bit dignified when he saw his height. Seeing the crowd and not daring to speak, he took a few steps to sit in the hall of the studio.

"Where are the terms of the deed of sale?"

"Here it is." Wang Po took out the deed of selling herself.

With sharp eyesight, Jing Chun took the deed of sale and presented it to Song Yiwen.

Song Yiwen said: "Read it and listen."

"Wei Li, a resident of Weijia Village in the capital city, has a daughter named A Nuo who is 17 years old. She has a beautiful appearance and a clean family background. Together, they are willing to sell Wei Anuo to Ren Cong as a maid.

I am worth twelve taels, and I will pay it in person today, on the autumnal equinox of the ninth year of Tianqi.

From then on, he took charge of the courtyard of the mansion. Every day, he swept the floors of Huanxi, watered flowers and trees, cooked meat in the kitchen, carried water and carried water, etc., and was at his disposal.

If it is a young generation, there is a middleman who will take over the management, and has nothing to do with the buyer.

There is no basis for fear, and there will never be a return.Store the photo with the word "Sell" immediately.

Stand seller: Wei Li

Mediator: Wang Cuizhu

Buyer: Ren Cong

It was established on August 23, the ninth year of Tianqi. "

After Jing Chun finished reading, Song Yiwen roughly understood the content and asked, "Did you remember everything?"

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't know who they were talking to. Jing Chun replied, "I've written it down."

"Now that I've written it down," Song Yiwen looked at Wei Arnuo again and asked, "Wei Arnuo, do you really want to sue Ren Cong?"

Wei Anuo directly ignored the last prayer in Wei's mother and father's eyes, "Yes."

Wei Arnuo stepped forward in two or three steps, stood beside Father Wei, took out the paper he had prepared for a long time from his sleeve, knelt down and handed it over, "Sir, the paper is hereby submitted. Wei Arnuo is suing Ren Cong."

"You child, you are really willing to force your parents to death..."

Mother Wei yelled, and the hand that wanted to pull was hanging in the air. It seemed that Wei Arnuo's entire body was stained with filth, and her eyes avoided the hem of Wei Arnuo's skirt, refusing to make any contact with it.

As if she brought a kind of filth into her dress...

No one knows when Wei Anuo wrote the pleadings, maybe it was in Baicao Hall, maybe it was in Jingzhao Mansion, but looking at that petite body, Jing Chun seemed to be in a very painful closed loop.

Jing Chun thought of herself, and she thought of herself getting married for no reason. If Jiang Hejin's character was the same as Ren Cong's, would Jing Chun's experience be the same as Wei Arnuo's?

Should she be thankful that the person she married was not a dude, and even gave her the corresponding space, but if it wasn't for Jiang Hejin, how could she be bound by this marriage?
Perhaps, Jing Chun sighed secretly in his heart. As a materialist, this is the fault of the times. Jing Chun cannot selfishly put right and wrong on one person. These are the blessings and misfortunes brought by the times. , is everything cast by the times.

Song Yiwen got up, he was no longer superior, walked a few steps in front of Wei Anuo, took the pleading paper, and replied: "I will be promoted tomorrow."

Wei Mu and Wang Po howled, obviously unwilling to accept this fact.

"Mineworker Zhang Gong." Song Yi asked.

"exist."

"You two are not allowed to defend Arnold tomorrow."

Jing Chun and Zhang Ruolian asked in unison, "Why?"

"In order to deal with it impartially," Song Yiwen said solemnly, "You are working under my official family, but you are helping Wei Anuo everywhere, it is really impossible."

Zhang Ruolian wanted to say something, but was stopped by Jing Chun, "I obey."

Seeing that Jing Chun had already agreed, Zhang Ruolian could only reply: "Subordinate...obey."

"The matter has come to an end," Song Yiwen held the paper in his hand and walked out the door, "The Japanese officials will make their own decisions tomorrow, so please leave."

Seeing that no one was supporting her, Mother Wei picked up her shoes and could only stare at Wei Anuo, who was still kneeling, with resentful eyes and walked away.

After a few people left, Jing Chun helped Wei Arnuo up, patted the dust on Wei Arnuo's skirt, and said comfortingly: "You don't have to worry about tomorrow. I know a lawyer friend who is loyal and will definitely be able to help you." .”

"Miss Jing, Mr. Zhang, I went there with a certain death mentality. I will fight for it once for myself."

"What's not dead?" Zhang Ruolian interjected, "Don't mention death. You don't know that for your sake, the well worker fights for his position..."

The next second, Jing Chun slightly bumped Zhang Ruolian with her elbow.

"What?" Wei Anuo didn't understand the meaning of Zhang Ruolian's words.

"It's nothing. Since Miss Arnold has good intentions, I, Jing Chun, will definitely try my best to help."

　The sentence in this chapter "as if a kind of filth was brought from her skirt" is the original sentence in the novel "Ball of Fat" by Maurice de Moissanite.

　　It's strange that I have forgotten most of the plot in the novel, but I was extremely impressed by this sentence, especially the word "skirt". I was still young at the time, and I couldn't calm down for a long time after reading it...

　　I have to say, after careful reading, this sentence is really amazing! ! !

　　
　
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