272, Chapter 272 (1/2)

Master Wei was wearing a piece of cloth on his head, with a confused look on his face.

Finally, under the urging gaze of his father, he hesitated and took out two hundred taels from his arms.

Wei Mingyan took it and put the money into his arms with drooping eyelids, "Don't you still have fifty taels?"

Master Wei did have fifty taels.

To say that he was really living a tight life, although his father got the title of Marquis, the actual salary was not much. This Marquis's Mansion seemed to have only a few masters, but there were quite a few people from top to bottom. Not to mention anything else, just the teachers hired for the younger brothers and sisters and sons in the mansion required a lot of monthly silver every month.

This can't cut the servants, these servants were brought down by their ancestors, and were passed down from generation to generation and trained.

Just look at the whole capital, unless the family caused trouble and was confiscated by the court, the servants would be sent to sell by the government, otherwise even if they were beaten to death, no one would sell the servants.

Let alone releasing the indenture, this is an unwritten rule. If the servant wants to release the indenture, not only will the master not ask for money, but also give some silver. If the servant spends money to redeem himself, it will become a joke in the whole mansion.

How can a master ask for money from a servant?

Although the Marquis's Mansion has properties in the capital, each business is worse than the other. Master Wei himself is not good at managing money. The wife did learn some management skills before she got married, but they are very lonely in the huge capital with the name of the Marquis' Mansion.

Common name, superficial brilliance.

Common people think that the title of the Marquis is powerful, but the capital is originally a small circle. How did my father get the title of Marquis? That was because my grandfather risked his face and didn't ask the emperor for it.

He didn't inherit the title, and he didn't have any merit. The title of Marquis doesn't require him to go to court every day. Except for a period of excitement in the mansion when he was first conferred, people later gave gifts just for the sake of showing their appreciation, and they were too lazy to send invitations even for weddings and funerals.

It can't be said that he is a snob. After all, he has no relatives or friends. It is normal that others don't want to spend time on a marquis who is destined to be useless until his death.

But Master Wei is miserable. When he was young, he had his mother in the mansion. He just needed to study hard. The old lady didn't expect that she would die early at that time. She only asked her two sons to study hard and didn't train them how to manage the affairs of the mansion.

When the old lady died, the old man gave up. After the mansion passed the mourning period with difficulty, he advocated that Master Wei marry the daughter of a friend who played with him when he was young.

Fortunately, although the father-in-law was not in tune, the mother-in-law was clear-headed. She raised the daughter who married Master Wei really well, and the couple went through the most difficult time together.

Originally, he thought that after he was elected as an official, he would have a salary and confidence, and his life in the mansion would be better. However, he did not expect that Master Wei, who had no connections and no connections, would be like a mouse in an old cat's nest after entering the officialdom. He had to give gifts to his superiors, but he dared not accept gifts from his subordinates. It was not an exaggeration to say that he lived in fear outside.

This time when he returned from his post, he saved money all the way. For example, he never went out to drink wine outside, which Mrs. Wei worried about. It's not that as a man, he didn't have such thoughts, but he didn't have money.

The girls in the brothel were all valuable people. After all, he was an official appointed by the court. If he went there, could he hug the girls and have fun like those people who didn't have much money?

To put it bluntly, Master Wei had no money.

My dear father asked for money, could he not give it?

In the end, Master Wei took out the last fifty taels in his arms and handed it to his father who had been waiting with his hands spread out.

After accepting the fifty taels, Wei Mingyan's expression also looked better, at least his disdain was not so obvious.

"Father, what you just said..." Master Wei was afraid that this unreliable father would take the money and leave, so he quickly reminded him, "What do you want to tell me?"

"Oh."

Wei Mingyan flicked the banknote in his hand without looking up, "Your father observed the sky at night, and you are destined to have a peach blossom recently, or a peach blossom curse."

"Recently, you have come into contact with a woman, right?"

Master Wei's original half-believing and half-doubting expression suddenly turned into confusion.

He lived in the government office, and there were a group of men coming and going inside. Because he was short of money, he didn't like to go out for drinks and fun with other officials, so where would he get the opportunity to come into contact with women?

However, the old man didn't care whether Mr. Wei admitted it or not. He held the silver and made his own conclusion, "You have a bad relationship with your subordinates, but your superiors value you very much. You have noble people to help you in the officialdom, and you will rise to prominence soon."

After speaking in an unfathomable tone, Wei Mingyan raised his eyelids and finally looked at his son, with a look of "Okay, you don't need to praise me, I'm just ordinary and excellent", "Did what your father said match?"

Mr. Wei: ...

None of them matched.

He had a very good relationship with his subordinates. If it weren't for the fact that their wives gave birth to a son and a daughter instead of a daughter this time, they could even have a baby marriage.

The subordinates were like him, all gentle people. When they did things, they also discussed and consulted each other, and never had any disputes. Although they were in a relationship between a superior and a subordinate, Mr. Wei had already regarded him as a close friend in his heart.

On the other hand, the nobleman who was valued by the old master always had a stern face towards him on weekdays. This time, they had been staying in a remote place for more than half a year because of the breach of the dam. Although Master Wei did not live with Shangguan, he was overwhelmed by all kinds of miscellaneous things arranged by Shangguan when they were handling affairs together. Once there was something that could not be done, no matter how late it was, he would be called to Shangguan's yard and scolded mercilessly in front of the servants.

Even this time, the Third Prince returned with them. Along the way, Master Wei abided by his duties and never showed up in front of the Third Prince. Until the day before returning to Beijing, he was suddenly called by his superior to meet the Third Prince. He said that the maid who was sent to serve the Third Prince that day was arranged by him.

Master Wei had no idea what happened. He had never been with the prince before, and he was stiff all over. After the etiquette and being given a seat, he kept his head down and dared not say a word. When he left, he was covered in cold sweat.

Afterwards, it was his subordinates who told him that the Third Princess happened to be in a nearby farm that day. Until she bumped into the Third Prince, she simply came to find him and bumped into the maid.

The Third Princess was born in a military family. It is said that she married into the Prince's mansion after meeting the Third Prince who concealed his identity in the folk. It should have been a beautiful thing. Unfortunately, after the Third Prince had a beautiful wife, he would still occasionally meet some beauties in the folk and bring them back to the mansion.

If it was someone else, it would be fine, but the Third Princess had a hot temper and would always make a scene. The Third Prince was sincere to his wife, so he would be humble and try to please her.

The Third Prince's reputation for being a womanizer had been spread long ago, so when Shangguan asked him to prepare a beautiful maid for the Third Prince, Master Wei did not think much about it. He gave the order and went on with his own business.

But this time, the Third Princess must have made a scene, otherwise why did Shangguan call him that day and specifically tell the Third Prince that he arranged the maid.

That day, Master Wei was still confused until his subordinates told him that it was the Third Prince who blamed him and Shangguan pushed him out to take the blame.

Therefore, how could Shangguan have a good relationship with him? It would be even more ridiculous to say that he valued him.

And the rapid rise to fame...

He offended the Third Prince, and it was good enough that he was not demoted, so how could he be so rapid and successful?

Perhaps because he didn't answer, the old man narrowed his eyes and asked impatiently again, "Don't hesitate, tell me quickly, am I right?"

The excitement in Mr. Wei's heart that "my father turned out to be a master" disappeared little by little with the result that accurately avoided all the correct answers.

Although there was still a piece of cloth smeared with his own blood on his head, Mr. Wei's heart calmed down little by little.

There must be other explanations for the inexplicable pain in his neck just now, and the inexplicable pain.

Anyway, it is impossible to answer that my biological father is a master.

Looking at the old master who was about to get angry because he didn't answer for a long time, Master Wei felt sad. With the mood of "to appease my crazy old father", he said insincerely, "The calculation is very accurate, thank you father."

"We are a family, why say these polite words."

Wei Mingyan said, his eyes fell lightly on his son's left thumb, "Just give me this jade ring."

Master Wei: "...Father, take it if you like it."

So the old master really took his ring without hesitation.

Master Wei, who lost two hundred and fifty taels of silver notes and a jade ring, was driven out by his father who got a satisfactory answer.

He even sighed that if they were not father and son, this meager reward would not be worth asking for.

Master Wei felt sad and cold in his heart. While missing the normal old master when his mother was still alive, he returned to his own courtyard.

Because Master Wei had no concubines, he slept in the same room with Madam Wei.

What he didn't know was that when he just set out on the road back to the courtyard, a maid who had been quietly waiting outside the old man's courtyard turned around quickly, trotted all the way around and ran back to the courtyard before him.

So, when Master Wei entered the room, he saw that the maids serving in the room had been dismissed, and his wife, who had taken care of the housework, raised her younger siblings, respected her father-in-law, and gave birth to a son and a daughter, was lying on the bed with her back to him and crying.

Master Wei was stunned. He and his wife had worked hard together. Even when it was the most difficult time, she never blamed him, but always encouraged and supported him. The relationship between the two has always been good. Even when he was doing errands outside, Master Wei would always worry about whether his pregnant wife was safe in the mansion. At this moment, seeing his wife, whom he hadn't seen for nearly a year, hiding in the room crying, he suddenly felt distressed.

"My dear, what's wrong with you? Where did you get wronged?"

Mrs. Wei originally listened to the words of the nanny and pretended to be sad to coax her husband to change his mind, but as she cried, thinking about the deep love they had when they were in the most difficult time, and the sweetness of his promise not to take a concubine, her tears could not stop falling.

When her husband helped her, Mrs. Wei's tearful face was revealed. She wanted to wipe her tears and cry again, but when she looked at her husband with tears in her eyes, she was stunned.

"Master, you, you are..."

Mr. Wei immediately remembered the pinch marks on his neck and the rag on his head.

It's not that he didn't know that the rag on his head looked a little silly, but when he thought of the severe pain that went straight to his heart, Mr. Wei tried to ignore the cloth.

He didn't believe that his father was a master, and it didn't conflict with the fact that the cloth could really suppress the pain.

However, just when she thought of this, Mrs. Wei had stretched out her delicate hands with tears in her eyes and took the rag off.

"Don't..."

Master Wei's voice of stopping him only lasted one word.

Oops, it's going to hurt.

But until Mrs. Wei looked at the rag in her hand with a confused face, the dreadful pain did not come.

Master Wei was unbelievable at first, then happy, and then an idea came to his mind.

It was indeed like this.

His father was really lying to him.

Mr. Wei carefully touched his neck. When he found that it still didn't hurt, his expression became relaxed and helpless.

I was almost tricked by my father.

I just don’t know how the pinch marks and pain on my neck were caused when I was there.

Mr. Wei couldn't figure it out, so he simply stopped thinking about it. He continued to look at his wife and asked, "What happened to you just now?"

Mrs. Wei then remembered that she still wanted to cry and complain about her grievances, and her beautiful eyes immediately filled with tears, "Master, don't worry about me. I just know that there is a sister outside who is crying that she is old and yellow."

As she spoke, she wiped away her tears. Even though her face was full of grievances, she still asked thoughtfully with the air of a royal wife, "Have you settled your sister well? Why don't you bring me into the house and let me be a concubine?" Set her up well so that it will be more convenient for her to serve you in the future."

Mr. Wei was not satisfied with Mrs. Wei's generosity. Instead, he was full of doubts, "What sister? What is the lady talking about?"

"Of course she is the concubine that the master has taken away from home."

Tears immediately fell from Mrs. Wei's eyes at the right moment, "It's spread all over the house, so you don't have to hide it from me. I'm not a jealous person. I'm just afraid that the master will be in bad health."

Mr. Wei: "What?"

Seeing that he still refused to admit it, Mrs. Wei felt better, skipped the topic, casually stuffed the white cloth into Master Wei's hands, and asked proactively, "Master hasn't told me yet, why is this white cloth hanging on my head."

"He's not his father yet. I'm afraid he's ill today. I'll ask a doctor to take a look at him later."

Mr. Wei sighed and took the white cloth, "He actually used a needle to blow me up today. On this cloth..."

He paused suddenly and looked at the white cloth in his hand with disbelief.

Blank.

Why is it blank.

He clearly saw his father scribbling on it with blood...