"When Chen Jie rushed back, there were two groups following him, and one group still did not move." Jingping reported.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind us. Where are our people?" Chen Zhuo found this chain very interesting.

"Our people live there." Jingping couldn't help laughing.

I heard that it was a small yard that the lady had just started to ask Uncle Jian to train her servants at home, which was diagonally opposite the back door of the Weiwang Mansion. Therefore, it was too easy for her own people to monitor the Weiwang Mansion. Just move a small stool and sit at the gate and look out through the crack of the door.

"King Wei is not a fool. Shao Shunying can be considered a capable person. Be careful. If someone follows the clues and finds your lady on my head, the Shen family will not be able to take it." Chen Zhuo reminded him, then put down the matter and asked again: "What's wrong with Mr. Ruan?"

"The matter in Jiangnan is now in charge of the Taiwan administration. The gentleman has sent him several letters to him, and the Tong family must be as fast as us. But I guess, the Tong family will receive the news in seven or eight days."

Speaking of this, Jingping was extremely moved, sighed and said softly: "Yesterday I saw my husband go to ask Mrs. Meng about things. When the husband came out, his eyes were red. I found an excuse to visit Mrs. Meng, but I saw her staying under the window, her face full of tears."

The Meng family was originally the shopkeeper of the Datong Money House, and several of the owners were united. However, since they were falsely accused of being robbed and robbed, the Tong family had been fully acquired in just a few years.

Therefore, the bosses may not feel sorry for him, but the descendants of the Meng family who had run this money house for three consecutive lifetimes were so heartbroken that they could not speak.

Chen Zhuo lowered his head and looked at his small and tender hands, and decided not to visit Mrs. Meng.

"Datong has changed its quality. Since I dared to offer advice to the court to open a national bank, I went to a large bank with private control like Datong. Sooner or later, it will be swallowed up by the court. It will not be destroyed or established. It will be destroyed first. If it can be defeated, the court will not worry about it, and it may be able to slowly collect something in the future."

The deep and clean sound is cold and hard.

Jing Ping nodded silently. After a while, Fang said, "I don't understand those things. The gentleman couldn't explain them clearly to me. He said that after the work was over, he would come back and explain carefully to the lady. Oh, by the way, my uncle has been much better. If he gets out of bed today, he wants to go to Dongshi to take a look. Jing Si made him a pair of crutches, promised him to wait for the doctor to come to see him, and then he would take him to Dongshi."

Chen Zhuo smiled with his palm: "It's good if my uncle is busy."

Jasmine was waiting beside her. Seeing the two of them talking about a few more chores, she tilted her head and said, "Are you finished talking? The lady should rest? Look, it's almost three o'clock. I have to get up early tomorrow."

"Oh, the housekeeper has driven people. Then I'll go back to bed. Miss rested early." Jingping laughed and said goodbye.

After taking off his head and cleansing his face, soaking his feet and changing his clothes, Chen Zhuo finally lay on the bed, humming comfortably.

"Marl, I'm so tired today..."

When Moli heard Chen Zhuo acted coquettishly, she lifted the tent with pain and climbed onto the bed: "Are you not tired these days? I will give you a massage?"

He turned over with great difficulty, sat down with his pillow in his arms, and asked in a daze: "How is the home?"

Jasmine was rubbing her neck, shoulders and neck hard. When she heard the question, her subordinate paused, hesitated for a moment, and then kneaded her hard again: "The old lady has cried several times. The old lady advised her twice but failed, so she told her to go to Tongxiangyuan to relax every day. The old lady saw that her stomach was so nervous that she personally arranged to eat water, and her mind was no longer at Dali Temple.

"As for the third room, it is very quiet. The third master goes out early and comes back late every day. The master comes back drunk the next night when he goes to Beijing. Hanmei says that Xianyun is very considerate and doesn't talk much. The third master is now staying in her room every night. But Miss Qin is confused and clamors for her mother every day. The old lady always sighs."

Hearing this, Chen Zhuo was sleepy and ran away halfway, and raised his head: "Has anyone ever come to the Mi family later?"

"No. A while ago, March 3rd, and there was no one to send people to greet her. The eldest lady also sent someone to give gifts to her eldest aunt, and she only thanked her for a thank-you note." Jasmine sighed and whispered, "Don't worry."

Chen Zhuo lay back silently and snorted, "Yes. I'm waiting to see our family's jokes. Tomorrow, you will tell my mother quietly, I'm very sad when I heard about Qin'er's situation. I asked you about Ping'er's wife and the current situation of the Wei family."

Jasmine passed for a while before she let out a low voice.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zhuo looked back at her.

Moli bit her lip and whispered, "I think that's the matter of the third wife, don't worry. What should I do? Let the third master make his own decisions. Although Miss Qin is pitiful, if a stepmother comes in, even if she takes care of her for ten years, she will probably still blame you and the eldest lady in the future."

Chen Zhuo shook his head and curled his mouth slightly: "Uncle San is a muddled person who lives a life of silence. He is both afraid and lazy in such matters.

"But grandmother is old and she can't take care of Qin'er. San Auntie was chosen by her to marry her third uncle, but she caused so many troubles. I'm afraid she won't dare to watch her third uncle again in the future.

"If I am the only third uncle, I am the junior, so I will not bother to care about it. But there is Qin'er in the middle."

Should Qin'er be reduced to the point of no father or mother like her in her previous life, and only one grandmother depends on each other?

In this situation of my grandfather, I am afraid this time it will be a disaster. At that time, with my grandmother's weakness, I will be seriously ill again.

What should Qin'er do at that time?

It would be better to ask her to come in with a kind and honest stepmother.

"It's really not possible. Let Xianyun take care of Miss Qin?" Moli blurted out, but immediately regretted it. "No, right! Miss Qin is the lady's legitimate cousin after all. How can she take care of a girl who doesn't know a lot of words?"

"That's what it said. When you are under the same roof, if your grandmother is uncomfortable, no one will care about Sister Qin. It must be sent to your mother's room. I don't care whether my mother wants to take care of Qin'er, but she is pregnant now and is really not suitable to take care of another child."

Chen Zhuo sighed softly.

If we don’t take advantage of this trouble to find a simple family, would we wait for the case to be over and my mother gave birth. When Qin returned to Beijing, the Shen family was cooking oil with flames, allowing the stinky flies to swarm to Chen Xinxing?

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