Wanjin Lady

Chapter 422 Tribute Wine
"You eloquent woman!"

The second brother of the Yuan family immediately pulled the eldest brother aside and began to smooth things over. "Hey, why hasn't the eldest sister come yet? She has to make a decision on such a big matter!"

Soon, Meixiang came running in from outside. She bowed to everyone in the room before saying, "The old lady said, please go back. This matter is within her expectations. Please be patient, she will make the decision."

decision?

How else to decide?

Jia was planning to get everyone to deal with Wen Wan, but she was right about one thing: Wen Wan was bullied right at her doorstep, and there was no time for peaceful coexistence!
However, the heads of the Yuan family were incompetent. When they heard that Madam Yuan had made a decision, they immediately felt relieved.

The Yuan family has been like this for decades.

With a big sister at the helm, this ship can't sink!

Only Jia was worried, so she went around to the backyard and sneaked into the room of the elder lady. When she entered, she found out that the elder lady had caught a cold from the rain a few days ago. She was now lying on the bed in a listless state, and the smell of medicine lingered in the room.

Jia suddenly felt something strange in her heart.

The eldest sister is too old and no longer as brave as she was when she was young. What's more, the eldest sister has the winery, Cheng Yunzhang and the entire Yuan family in her heart. Will they really help her take revenge?
But can she fight Wen Wan by herself?

Somehow, Jia felt a little anxious.

"Big sister." Jia called out, and the elder lady finally stopped coughing, her face becoming even paler.

She also knew why Jia came, "I know you are anxious."

How can I not be anxious?
The more than one thousand taels of silver invested in Chunri Tower were all wasted!

If Wen Wan is allowed to take away the brand of Yuanjia Gongjiu again, Wen Wan will only become bigger and bigger.

"Women's Day events have made her increasingly famous. But whatever money these shops earn, they have to pay back double."

Jia was puzzled. Madam Yuan held her chest with her hands. Her illness would relapse in autumn and her chest would ache from coughing.

"Her winery..." The elder lady recalled carefully, "She never bought koji from us. Koji is essential for making wine. Where does the koji for the Ruiguo Puree and Bifang Wine come from?"

Jia's eyes suddenly lit up, and her voice trembled slightly with joy, "Making wine yeast privately is a capital crime punishable by beheading!"

Then his eyes darkened, "But this bitch is protected by Lord Wei! Even if we report her to the Guest and Guest Department, we won't be able to get past Wei Zheng!"

The elder lady was reluctant to reveal too much. "Master Wei can protect her temporarily, but can he protect her forever? As long as Wen Wan continues to show up in public and do business, there will always be a time when Master Wei can't see her."

Jia lowered her eyes, her face as pale as a ghost, as if she was hanging on by a thread, and she looked even older than the elder lady.

"Sister, tell me..." Jia's tone was light and indifferent, her eyes were dim, like a puppet whose vitality had been drained, "Can I avenge Wu Lang?"

"I had a dream last night. I dreamed that Wulang blamed me for not taking revenge yet."

"Sister, Wulang died for me."

"If Yuan Yidao hadn't insisted on making Concubine Fuchun his equal wife, I wouldn't have written to Wulang to complain, and Wulang wouldn't have fought with that bastard Yuan Jing, and I wouldn't have brought Wen Wan with me."

The elder lady pursed her lips, raised her voice, and then let it go.

Only foolish women attribute a man's ambition to their own actions. Little do they know that a man's ambition is innate.

"Even if it doesn't work right now, as long as Yunzhang passes the exam... there will always be a time to deal with her!" The elder lady frowned when she said this. She originally just wanted to drive Wen Wan out of Bozhou and away from Cheng Yunzhang, but how come she got stuck deeper and deeper, and now they have a mortal enemy battle?
It is Jia who has a grudge against Wen Wan, not her entire Yuan family and Cheng family!
The elder lady was shocked, and when she looked at Jia in front of her, she suddenly felt that this person had become hateful.

Jia Shi didn't notice anything unusual about Madam Yuan, and instead felt relieved upon hearing her words. She hesitantly grasped Madam Yuan's hand and said, "Sister, I only have you to rely on for the entire Yuan family. You must not let me down. My son is still waiting for Wen Wan underground."

Take another closer look.

There was a faint flash of crazy coldness under Jia's calm eyes.

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Wen Wan was concerned about the tribute wine, so she stopped by the Governor's Office.

Zhao Heng led her inside. Wen Wan noticed that the large backyard was almost deserted, so she asked, "Why is there no one serving in the backyard? Where is Granny Li, and where is Miss Xu?"

Zhao Heng, however, felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking about how the Marquis had lost his mind while staring at the bamboo dragonfly at night, and thinking that he was the only one who noticed that the Marquis was abnormal, he became more and more nervous.

Zhao Heng's voice was a little shaky, "Who is Miss Xu?"

The sound made by the rough man was particularly unpleasant.

Wen Wan frowned, "Miss Xu! She's the one who helped the Marquis take care of the backyard!"

"Oh..." Zhao Heng scratched his head. "The last time the Marquis got drunk, Miss Xu came to bring him some sobering soup and angered him, so he ordered her to be treated as an assassin. He also beat Monkey with dozens of military sticks."

"Young Miss Wen!" the burly man suddenly raised his voice again, "My Marquis has always been chaste! He wouldn't even glance at a passing bitch! So many young ladies in Kyoto have thrown themselves at him, but the Marquis wouldn't even glance at them!"

Wen Wan: "..."

You and I are just strangers, why are you saying so much?
Seeing that Wen Wan didn't react much, Zhao Heng patted his chest again, "Miss Wen, it's true! My Marquis is more pure than a virgin!"

pure?
Haha, why didn’t I see it when I was a son-in-law in the Wen family?

When she reached the door of Wei Zheng's study, she happened to see Yan Shouli coming out. Wen Wan hurried forward to greet him, "Master Yan."

Yan Shouli was particularly pleased to see Wen Wan, just like seeing a purse. "Miss Wen, the Ministry of Rites will be here in a few days. If you have any questions about the procedures... feel free to ask the wine officer."

Wen Wan smiled and said, "I have the honor to compete with Cheng's wine this time. I have to thank Lord Yan."

"No problem." Yan Shouli smiled gently. Thinking that Wen Wan must have come to Wei Zheng to inquire about the Ministry of Rites' selection process for tribute wine, he thought to himself that the relationship between the two senior brothers and sisters was quite good. This could be considered a favor to Wei Zheng. "Shopkeeper Wen did a great job organizing the Women's Day event, which has greatly helped the Bozhou market. This year's tax revenue will definitely be good. The people in several counties will also be grateful to Shopkeeper Wen. If there is anything good, I will naturally think of Shopkeeper Wen."

Wen Wan thought to herself: This old fox!
She had just helped Bozhou Shopping Mall, and then Yan Shouli came to pick peaches. Wouldn't Wen Wan become Yan Shouli's white glove?
Wen Wan walked in without hesitation. Wei Zheng seemed to have guessed why she came. "Junior sister, do you want to ask me about the process of selecting tribute wines at the Ministry of Rites?"

Gentle and silent.

Suddenly he smiled.

"I'd like to ask...how can we ensure that the Ministry of Rites selects the Rui fruit pulp?"

Wei Zheng was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Do you really want to defeat the Cheng family?"