Wanjin Lady

Chapter 378 Innocence
Wei Zheng pursed his lips, clenched his teeth, and stroked the sword with his hand deftly.

The others' expressions changed.

The Marquis has been searching for the Duke who disappeared for more than ten years, but even so, only the Marquis's confidants know about this.

Where did Liu Guizhou get this information?
Isn’t it said that... this person is just a pawn behind the smuggling?
"Master Wei, you don't need to look for the maid who sold the Duke's ring. I drowned her in the river because she failed to take good care of him and ran away. I'm afraid the grass around her grave is several meters deep now."

Wei Zheng's pupils shrank, and the palm of his hand holding the hilt of the sword was suddenly covered with cold sweat!
This was the first time he heard definite news about his father!

He had asked his aunt before, but she refused to tell him. When he was older and had his own wings, the times had changed. Trying to search for news of his father among millions of people was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

That ring... was the closest he had ever been to finding his father's whereabouts!
"Master Wei, your father is still alive." Liu Guizhou's voice seemed to come from the distant outer space. It was unclear, but it felt gloomy. "If you want to know your father's whereabouts, then follow me! Take off all your weapons and... go into the bunker alone! My master is waiting for you inside! The Duke is waiting for you inside too!"

Hou Ji and the others knew that Wei Zheng cared most about the Duke, but their concern led to confusion. Today's events were too strange, and they felt uneasy. Hou Ji shouted, "Don't be fooled, Lord! There must be something fishy going on!"

Liu Guizhou laughed and said, "Why, Lord Marquis, haven't you always wanted to find my father? Now that news of the Duke is so close, why are you hesitating? Are you... afraid of death? Or is your filial piety all an act?"

"Whether the Duke is alive or dead, once we step through this fortress...won't we know everything?"

moment.

——With a clang.

Wei Zheng unsheathed his sword, his eyes fixed, as if the road ahead was not a sea of ​​fire and swords, but a smooth road: "I'll go with you."

Hou Ji and the others were horrified and tried to dissuade him: "My Lord..."

A ray of morning light fell obliquely on Wei Zheng's face.

The man stood alone on the edge of the cliff, his figure clean and pure, his dark clothes unstained by dust. He stood there alone, with the dark green mountains in the distance, as if he was the only one in the vast world.

The man's voice was low and hoarse.

With a calm determination.

"I've been searching for that answer. If I miss this opportunity, I'll be unable to sleep or eat for the rest of my life."

His voice was soft.

Leisurely, comfortable, cruel and heartless.

"In my life, I have no children, no home, no worries, and therefore nothing to fear."

"If I die, bring my remains home and bury me with my mother and sister. Oh, and tell my aunt one more thing."

Hou Ji and others had tears in their eyes.

"Just say..." Wei Zheng's red lips curled slightly, and he spoke slowly, as if teasing Hou Ji, "Just say... my last wish is for you all to live well. If she takes her anger out on you because of this, I won't be able to rest in peace down there either!"

Ugh.

Come to think of it, he has no one to care about.

Come light and leave light.

"My lord!" Meng Yuanjie, usually calm, now had bloodshot eyes. "You won't die! If you do, I'll search heaven and earth to find them and slaughter their entire family! I'll kill all their pigs and dogs!" Monkey shouted, "My lord, what do you mean by 'no worries'? Aren't we lackeys your worries? Isn't Old Master Yao your worry? Isn't Lady Xu your worry?"

He paused again, thinking of the ambiguous relationship between Wei Zheng and Wen Wan when they once shared a box together, "Is Miss Wen not your concern?"

Wei Zheng flicked his sleeves and left resolutely, but his voice still echoed down the valley.

"Don't insult Miss Xu's innocence!"

Meng Yuanjie frowned: The master only said that he would not tarnish Miss Xu's innocence. Doesn't that mean Miss Wen, as a widow, has no innocence at all?

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In September, the sweet-scented osmanthus is fragrant.

The Red House has been open for exactly one month.

The summer heat subsided and a cool breeze blew. The Wen family had already put on their outer clothes. Zhaozhao and Hun'er were growing very fast. Oujie's arms and legs had become longer, and he was able to turn over and sit in the cradle by himself.

Sister Zhaozhao has already learned the Invincible Void Claw. Every day when she wakes up, she catches Hun Ge'er to play with him. The two little guys start fighting as soon as they open their eyes to exercise their physical fitness.

Zhao Zhao loves to eat and grows faster. Hun Ge'er is thin and small, and is always beaten by his sister. The child seems to know that his sister is playing with him, and doesn't cry much. If he is really hurt, he will pat his sister gently or hum a few words to ask for help from adults.

When Wen Wan heard Qiao Niang's brother come to report that Cheng Yunzhang and Sun Lanzhi's marriage was settled, she felt nothing.

This is a good marriage.

Good things come to those who wait, and the two eventually get married and form an inseparable group of interests.

Her only worry was that the marriage between the Cheng and Sun families would embolden the Yuan family, making it even more difficult to deal with them.

It was already difficult enough to have Cheng Yunzhang caught in the middle, and now there was also Sun Lanzhi...

Wen Wan felt heavy in her heart.

Hongmei has now learned how to count with chips. Her deft hands make the chips crackle, bringing Wenwan back to her senses.

Mei Qing was still in charge of the winery in Ping County, so Wen Wan intended to train Hongmei. These days, she let Hongmei temporarily take over the roles of accountant and receptionist. As a qualified servant of the Wen family, Hongmei not only had to take care of the Red House during the day, but also had to take care of the baby when she returned home at night. Mother Chen said that Hongmei now falls asleep every night and cannot be woken up.

But even so, Hongmei's face was always filled with a proud and satisfied smile. She spread the account book on the table and said with unconcealed joy, "Miss, the first month's revenue is 360 taels!"

Upon hearing this, Wen Weiming limped over and picked up the account book. He was immediately shocked: "The profit from this milk tea is even greater than I thought?"

The account book of Honglou was created by Wen Wan after some exploration. It completely surpassed the single-entry accounting method of the Chen Dynasty. It was clear at a glance, and even the profit of each product was marked in each row and column. Therefore, even a half-baked person like Wen Weiming could see at a glance that milk tea was the product with the highest sales volume and the highest profit in Honglou.

But what Wen Weiming didn't expect was that the milk tea surpassed the fruit pulp.

After all, the Wen family made their fortune by making wine. Now, they are making a lot of money by selling milk tea. Although the old man is happy, he also feels regretful. "It's a pity... our family's wine-making skills..."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Don't worry, father. The account books for He San Winery in the city have not been delivered yet, and several restaurants have not yet settled their accounts. The good sales of Red House's milk tea does not mean that Ruiguo pulp is not selling well."

Hongmei blinked, "Master, the money I earned this month... is more than just the 360 ​​taels from the Red Mansion. There's also the sofas from the furniture workshop... uh..." Hongmei struggled to think of the new words Wen Wan had said, "Copyright fees! And the teahouse..."

Wen Weiming tutted his lips, "That's why it's so easy to get things done when you have connections in the court..."