A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 60
After Lin Miaomiao went to the palace, Lin Chong monopolized his wife for a rare morning. Needless to say, he was gentle, but he was a little bit more vigorous, which made Yao's body sore after the afterglow. Yao ignored him and called all the maids Come in, carefully count the account books of the yard and shop.

Lin Chong couldn't steal food, sat for a while mournfully, gradually calmed down, and then remembered the matter of Fu Wangshu.

After sending Fu Wangshu to Zhuangzi, he gave Fu Wangshu a sum of money. Therefore, if there is no accident, Fu Wangshu will not be short of money. Although the other courtyard yesterday was a bit remote, the layout inside was very particular. It can be seen that it is For those who spent money, Fu Wangshu himself dressed very decently, but Fu Chenliang was out of place there.

At that time, he was only concerned about Fu Wangshu's recent situation, but he ignored this point. Now that he thinks about it, he thinks that Fu Chenliang is weird, isn't it because of his clothes?

Even if he has no money himself, but he can hope to have it comfortably, why is he dressed so poorly?
Lin Chong told Yao Shi his thoughts.

When Yao Shi heard this, she also felt strange: "What is Wang Shu's attitude towards her father?"

Lin Chong thought about it carefully, and said, "It's good, it's no different from treating me."

"This is even more strange." Yao frowned suspiciously. Fu Wangshu respected Lin Chong because, for one thing, Lin Chong really loved Fu Wangshu as a junior, and did his best to take care of her; , Lin Chong is a successful man with a mature and restrained charm, and Fu Wangshu can't help being admired by new students.But Fu Chenliang -- he wants money but has no money, and he doesn't care enough for Fu Wangshu.

When they took Fu Wangshu into Lin's house, they did not hide it from the neighbors. If Fu Chenliang wanted to inquire, he would always find out the whereabouts of his daughter. However, Fu Wangshu lived in Lin's house for so long, and Fu Chenliang never showed up.

"I don't even buy any clothes, does that mean I'm really treating her father well?" asked Yao.

Lin Chong paused: "Maybe I didn't have time to change it. I saw some new clothes on the stool. They should be for his father."

"Change it."

In the small courtyard, Fu Wangshu coldly put the ready-made clothes that Cailing bought back on the table.

Fu Chenliang pinched the material of the clothes, and showed a happy smile: "My dear, this suit costs a few taels of silver! Do you know how to be filial to your father?" His eyes swept over the stool in front of the dressing table, where the clothes had already been taken away. But he is not a fool, how can he not see that although his material is good, it is far inferior to those sets, he said, "Your daughter is not allowed to stay, she treats her son-in-law better than me, and I have nothing to look forward to while I am alive." Heck!"

"Would you like to wear it or not!" Fu Wangshu said, pulling the clothes in his hand.

He hurriedly hugged him into his arms, and said with a smile, "It's my daughter's wish after all, I wear it, I wear it!" After putting it on, he looked at the bronze mirror, "Sure enough, people depend on clothes and Buddha depends on gold clothes. If I wear it like this, those people will not recognize me!"

Fu Wangshu could roughly guess who those people he was talking about, but he didn't bother to pay attention and didn't answer his words.

Fu Chenliang opened the drawer of the dressing table, took out a bag of silver and stuffed it into his bosom.

Cailing was so angry that she wanted to stop her, but Fu Wangshu held her back.

Fu Chenliang captured this scene from the bronze mirror, and smiled angrily: "What? You want to touch me? I'm your master!"

The last sentence was roared out, and Cai Ling's legs trembled in fright.

Fu Chenliang turned around, walked towards Cailing with a smirk on his face, Cailing burst into tears, Fu Wangshu blocked Cailing behind him, and looked at him coldly: "If you want to go, go quickly."

Fu Chenliang smiled gently: "Okay, listen to my dear daughter. Ah, by the way, I will come back for dinner at night, remember to make braised pork knuckles and peanuts, and all dishes should not be spicy. Oh, I forgot, daughter Seems like he likes spicy food? For the sake of his daughter, it's okay for dad to feel wronged."

"I don't care!" Fu Wangshu said impatiently.

Fu Chenliang pinched her face: "My dear daughter, father is gone."

When he walked away, Cailing slumped on the chair with limp legs: "Miss...Miss...he...he is too scary..."

Fu Wangshu said calmly: "What's so scary? Zuo is just a waste of money."

"But just now he treated me... no, he treated you..." Miss is not his own, how could he pinch her face?Do you think you are a gentleman like the third master?Cailing felt a chill in her heart.

Fu Wangshu said: "Don't worry, he eats, drinks, prostitutes and gambles three things, but he is not lustful." Otherwise, even if the net is broken, he will drive him away.

But after Princess Jing found Lin Miaomiao's purse, she couldn't be calm for a long time, after some thinking, she asked Huiren to send Lin Miaomiao back home, and inquire about Fu Wangshu's situation and residence by the way.

Huiren's ability to inquire about information is top-notch, and after sitting with Qiuyue's little chatterbox for less than a quarter of an hour with the cakes from the Wangfu, he found out the details of Fu Wangshu.

She went back to the mansion and reported the truth to Princess Jing.

"Fu Wangshu is Mr. Fu's granddaughter."

"That stubborn old man who tore off the prince's folding fan?" Princess Jing asked calmly.

"Yes."

"Well, well done. Go ahead."

Huiren continued: "Old Mr. Fu once taught Sanye Lin for several years, and he left Fu Wangshu to Sanye Lin before he died."

"shameless."

Huiren choked for a moment, and said again: "The relationship between Fu Wangshu and the masters of the Lin family was quite embarrassing, so the third master sent her to Qingzhou."

Concubine Jing shook the round fan in her hand: "Is it from Mrs. Lin? How can a man do such a thing? Man, I will never run out of sympathy for such little delicate flowers. I feel that no matter how many mistakes they make, it will be a waste of money." Careless, one word, foul!"

Huiren coughed, and continued: "Qiuyue also said that the young master of the Lin family wanted to marry her, but she treated Mr. Pei..."

"Where do you live?" Princess Jing interrupted her.

"Sishui Hutong, Changxing Street."

Princess Jing said coldly: "Go and inform the princess that I will be waiting for her in Fu Wangshu's yard."

Huiren was startled, is this to catch rape?

On the other side, Lin Miaomiao told her parents about the purse: "Is there something wrong with the purse? The princess' reaction is so strange."

Lin Chong smiled: "What's the problem? Your elder sister Fu embroidered this with her own hands. The princess thinks the purse is beautiful."

Lin Miaomiao thought for a while: "The princess's expression doesn't look like appreciation, she is very angry."

"This..." Lin Chong was surprised for a moment. He couldn't figure out why the princess was like this. When he thought about it deeply, he should suspect that Fu Wangshu had ulterior motives. He laughed at himself, how could Wangshu have crooked thoughts?
On the contrary, Mrs. Yao was more careful. After Lin Chong went to the old lady's yard, he opened the purse and checked it over and over again: "Strange, there is nothing unclean. Could it be the fragrance?"

"The princess has smelled it many times!" Lin Miaomiao recalled, "Is there something wrong with this fragrance?"

If there is something wrong with the spices, they are usually mascara, musk and acacia. The smell on the purse obviously does not belong to any of them, and Yao has no clue.

Lin Miaomiao supported her cheeks and said: "The princess has been talking all over the place recently, which made me afraid to go to the palace again."

"Why are you nagging?" Yao asked.

Lin Miaomiao told the story of Princess Jing dragging her to follow Pei Lang: "...Do you think it's strange? How could my cousin be entangled with other women? The princess must have heard it wrong, and followed me yesterday." In the afternoon, I didn’t track anything! Cousin is innocent! The innocent cleans himself!”

Hearing this, Yao still doesn't understand what?She turned cold and called out the door: "Danju, prepare the car!"

Lin Miaomiao shouted: "Mother, wherever you are going, I will go too!"

The carriage stopped at the entrance of Sishui Hutong on Changxing Street, and one wheel got stuck in a crack in the stone.

Concubine Jing couldn't wait any longer, got off the carriage, and walked towards the alley. Fu Wangshu's yard was easy to identify, and it was the one with peach trees planted at the end.

Princess Jing knocked on the courtyard door.

Yesterday Pei Lang said he would come, but he didn't come in the end, probably because he got wind that he would not come again recently, Fu Wangshu thought it was Fu Chenliang, so he asked Cailing to open the door.

When Cailing saw a young woman who looked like a fairy but was as cold as ice, she froze in place in astonishment.

Princess Jing gave Cailing a cold look, and stepped into the room.

"Why so early..." Before Fu Wangshu finished speaking, a purse hit her face, she raised her eyes, her expression froze, "You are..."

"Did you embroider the purse?" Princess Jing asked coldly.

Fu Wangshu picked up the purse on the ground.

Concubine Jing smiled disdainfully: "I have long since discovered that there is something wrong with the boy surnamed Pei. I dare say that he raised a concubine outside, or that he is a scholar. It is really shameless! When the princess comes, you will take care of the affair between you and Boy Pei." Tell the princess exactly, don't hide anything, do you hear me?!"

Fu Wangshu's face faded from the color first, and soon turned red again. She squeezed the purse tightly in her hand, suppressed the trembling in her heart, and said in a low voice, "Why should I listen to you?"

Concubine Jing said coldly: "Because I am Concubine Jing, I can kill you with one word!"

"Oh, is that so?" Fu Wangshu's eyelashes trembled fiercely, and soon, she held back the panic that welled up in her heart, walked to the door, closed the door gently, turned her head, and smiled, "Princess Jing , did you come alone? How can you go out alone? How dangerous."

click!
She bolted the door.

(End of this chapter)