Wanjin Lady

Chapter 419 Offended
Mei Qing nodded. "Yes, they said they encountered a group of bandits. But I asked Chongrong, and he said that An Baonian followed a caravan home, but he was the only one injured. It seems to me that he offended someone!"

Wen Wan suddenly remembered the young men who instigated the women in Chunrilou to smash the store that day!

Perhaps, they are all Wei Zheng's people?
But why did Wei Zheng do this?
Wen Wan frowned, feeling that the figurine's protection of her was somewhat unreasonable.

She had a vague guess in her mind, but was unwilling to lean in that direction.

Figures are no longer what they used to be.

Even if he wanted to do what he wanted, he couldn't be attracted to a widow, right? Furthermore, she had two children with her!

Is she Wenwan a beauty of heaven?
There were footsteps in the courtyard. Aunt Chen was inviting Hongmei, who had just returned, to have dinner, but Hongmei just went into her room.

The little girl had a delighted look on her face, and even as she approached Wen Wan, she couldn't help but frown. "Miss, Zhang Chunhua and I went to ask the shop we're working with."

Hongmei and Zhang Chunhua were both young and energetic, and they were concerned about the success of today's Women's Day activities. In the evening, Wenwan hosted a banquet for Meiqing and Zhuwang, and the two girls went to reconcile the accounts.

One goes from south to north, and the other goes from west to east. The distance they travel through the city is at least ten miles.

Wen Wan felt sorry for her and handed her a cup of tea. "Please run slower. It's too late to settle the account tomorrow, and the money won't run away!"

Hongmei grabbed the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. Then she said with a smile, "I'm afraid that silver will grow legs."

"You little money-grubber! It's not our money! Why are you so panicked?" Wen Wan spat at her and shouted to Aunt Chen outside, "Aunt Chen, hurry up and heat up the food!"

The breeder outside, Chen Ma, responded, "It's already hot! No wonder this girl is doing so well!"

Mei Qing was suddenly moved.

The people in the Wen family mansion look like masters and servants, but they are more like a big family.

Fortunately, she is also a member of this big family.

"But this activity was the young lady's idea!" Hongmei pulled out a piece of paper from her sleeve. The young lady could already write, but her handwriting was similar to Wen Wan's at the beginning, crooked and twisted as if it had been blown by a strong wind. "Young lady, this is what Zhang Chunhua and I asked the various shopkeepers. I wrote it all down!"

Wen Wan looked at the piece of paper. The approximate name of the store was densely written on it, and below that was the day's revenue. Wen Wan smiled and said, "Chunhua can't read, how did she remember it?"

"Although she couldn't write, she knew the order of the shops in the city from south to north. She would remember the number for each one she asked."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "It's really hard for her."

"Young lady!" Hongmei finally had time to sit down. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief. "Look, I just made a rough estimate. The profits of the merchants participating in today's event have doubled or tripled compared to the past few days! The owner of Feng's Pastry Shop is the happiest. His pastries were served to the prefect's wife, who said their pastries are the best in the state. He was so happy that he almost kowtowed to me when he saw me! He also kept asking me how often we celebrate Women's Day, and if it can be once a month! This old guy!"

Mei Qing was surprised and asked, "The prefect's wife is also celebrating Women's Day?"

Hongmei smiled and asked back, "The Magistrate's wife is also a woman. Since she is a woman, she should naturally celebrate Women's Day!"

Wen Wan tapped the table. "This matter must be concluded beautifully. Tomorrow, have Qiao Niang and the others help spread the word. Let's say that the shops participating in this Women's Day event have made five or six times the profit. Also, tell us about the prefect's wife."

Hongmei immediately understood why Wen Wan was building momentum in advance, "Miss, do you want to celebrate Women's Day again?"

"It can be held once a year, just like the Qiqiao Festival and the Cold Food Festival. If it happens too frequently, the guests won't feel fresh and excited, and the event won't be successful."

"Okay, then I'll give the shopkeepers an answer tomorrow." Hongmei glanced at Wenwan again, "Miss, Madam Jia suddenly showed goodwill today, we have to be on guard."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Hongmei then took Meiqing downstairs to settle down. The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, so naturally they had a lot to talk about.

Wen Wan was still sitting there. She opened the window. Last night's autumn rain had just passed, and the dew on the windowsill had not dried up yet. The magnolia was swaying in the wind.

The fire is always on in the kitchen of breeder Chen Ma.

Hongmei and Mei Xiaoniangzi were chattering excitedly. Wen Jing and An Chongrong were chasing each other, and whoever was caught would get a coin on the head.

Liu Yiyi and her adoptive father were playing with the children. The adoptive father placed the children on the steps, trying to teach them to walk. Hunge'er's tiny face was scrunched up; he tried his best to crawl but couldn't stand up. Zhaozhao's younger sister was lazy, whining and asking her grandfather to hold her, trying to get away with it by being spoiled.

"Oh dear, Zhao Zhao, you can't, you have to stand up. Look at your little brother..." The cheap father said no, but his body betrayed him as he picked up Zhao Zhao. For some reason, Wen Wan saw the wicked smile of a villain on the face of a seven-month-old baby.

If Zhaozhao’s sister could speak, her inner thoughts would definitely be: Little grandfather, control, control.

When Hun'er saw his sister being held by his grandfather, he immediately became unhappy and sat down on the ground, refusing to stand up.

Wenwan faced the cool night breeze, thinking about Jia's sudden goodwill today.

Jia still hated her.

Jia and she seemed close on the surface, but she couldn't even deceive herself. When Wen Wan reached out to grab Jia, she saw clearly the twist and stiffness on Jia's face for a moment.

How can we completely get rid of this mad dog Jia?
The incident at Kasuga Tower wasn't painful enough for her.

I don't know what's going on with Concubine Chun either. She will have to secretly send some supplements that can help with pregnancy over there tomorrow. Only when the enemy is in chaos internally can Jia be forced to lose her composure and become overwhelmed.

No, the reason why the Yuan family is so difficult to deal with is still because of Cheng Yunzhang.

Cheng Yunzhang will soon take the imperial examination. If he can get a government position, even if she defeats the Jia family, the Yuan family can still make a comeback.

unless--

She ruined Cheng Yunzhang's future.

Wenwan closed her eyes slightly, her eyelashes trembling in the autumn breeze, and her mind was also disturbed by the crackling bamboo curtains in the corridor.

Is this really necessary?

Does Wen Wan really want to be so unscrupulous?
Judging from Jia's reaction, Cheng Yunzhang did not tell her that she was the murderer. The city defense map was the biggest piece of evidence, and Jia could use this loophole to overturn Yuan Qi's case effortlessly.

Jia has no evidence.

She only has a keen intuition that is almost like that of a beast.

But.

If you don't remove the roots of the grass, it will grow again in the spring breeze.

Since she could kill Yuan Qi, she could also kill Jia.

Now that the young beasts have been hunted, the mother beast guarding the young beasts should also be hunted!

She must protect the Wen family's small world.

It was late at night and the dew was heavy, so even the lights on the long street were out.

Fortunately, there is a bright moon in the sky.

The Red Mansion was packed today, with many young ladies enjoying free opera and splurges, and all the drinks prepared yesterday were gone. The maids at the Red Mansion were tidying up the second floor, washing dishes and countertops, and sweeping the entire building, so exhausted they didn't even have the energy to go to Bagua Chunri Lou.

"Remember to find a craftsman to build the courtyard wall tomorrow!"

There was only Zhang Chunhua's voice. She was sleeping in the lobby and heard the sound of horse hooves on the long street outside. It seemed that a figure stopped in front of the door. Zhang Chunhua has always been brave, so she simply opened the door half a crack and saw that it was Lord Wei!

"Lord Wei!" Chunhua greeted him with a smile.