The Rebirth of the Violent Concubine: The Bright Moon Shields the West Building

"Give him fifty taels," Zhao Lingyun lowered the price again when Jiang Mingyue was silent.

Jiang Mingyue wondered, this money is not the money that can be put on the surface, they call bribery, and Wu San calls bribery. Unless the old lady and the old patriarch confront Wu San, the amount of money...

No, Jiang Mingyue shook his head. When Zhao Lingyun reported the count with the old patriarch, he didn't avoid people, and he couldn't help it. Moreover, Wu San was from the Imperial City Division. If Wu San wanted to investigate this matter, he would surely be able to find out.

"Will you still shake your head?" Zhao Lingyun said, "Then give him thirty taels?"

A group of people vigorously: "..."

You just say it to the twos and threes.

Jiang Mingyue stepped closer to Zhao Lingyun, and whispered: "You can't hide this. How much money you took, you can tell the truth to Wu San, and you can ask him how much he wants."

Zhao Lingyun: "Then he can't do it all?"

Jiang Mingyue said: "No."

Zhao Lingyun has a headache. His wife, he won't be swallowed up by bad people without him in the future?

Jiang Mingyue: "I feel that since I can't hide it, then don't hide it. Besides, there is nothing to hide."

Zhao Lingyun said perfunctorily: "Okay, listen to my wife, I'll talk to Wu San."

Jiang Mingyue watched Zhao Lingyun walk into the courtyard, and when Zhao Lingyun was about to reach Wu San, she took a step and walked towards Wu San.

"What is the old patriarch going to see the old lady doing?" Wu San was asking Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun made a gesture of counting money and whispered: "He's going to ask for money."

Wu San: "What's the money?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Zhao Lao Er's life-saving money."

Wu San said, "Then this money is for the small ones?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Li is such a principle, but you can't take all of it."

Wu San said in a low voice, "How much is that in total?"

Before Zhao Lingyun had time to speak, Jiang Mingyue stood beside him.

Seeing Jiang Mingyue, Wu San bowed slightly, saluted Jiang Mingyue, and greeted Jiang Mingyue, "Madam."

Zhao Lingyun glanced at Jiang Mingyue. His wife was here, so he couldn't talk nonsense. After all, he just promised his wife to tell the truth.

"Master," Jiang Mingyue looked at Zhao Lingyun.

Zhao Lingyun said to Wu San against his will: "One thousand six hundred taels."

Wu San was taken aback, "How much?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Your ear, one thousand six hundred taels!"

Wu San took a sigh of relief. Is this Zhao Xilou being so cruel to his family?

Zhao Lingyun said to Wu San, "How much do you want? Let's talk about it first, and it will definitely not work."

Wu San: "Then seven hundred and fifty taels?"

Zhao Lingyun turned to look at Jiang Mingyue, meaning, look, what price is this one dare not open?

"No," Zhao Lingyun shook his head.

Wu San: "Then seven hundred forty taels?"

Zhao Lingyun waved his hand at Wu San, "Stop talking, I'll give you eighty taels at a price."

Wu San's facial expression froze, did he hear it right?

Zhao Lingyun said earnestly, "This is a windfall, and 80 taels are pretty good."

Wu San: "You don't care about windfalls or not. What do you care about small ones? Eighty-two is not good, too little."

Jiang Mingyue's last life, in this life, she has never been short of money, and no one is in front of her, and no one has been fighting for money. Therefore, it seems that Zhao Lingyun and Wu San are fighting for money. Jiang Mingyue still has a lot of money first. Watching with interest, but soon she was confused.

It's about the bargaining of one thousand six hundred taels of silver. Some people actually bargain for one tael of silver and one tael of silver!

"I didn't get the money," Zhao Lingyun suddenly came out when he was just about to start with Wu San, "I plan to send it to Gao Qianli."

Wu Sanyi was taken aback, and said, "Why?"

Zhao Lingyun: "More than 70,000 people have died. How many orphans and widows do you have to take care of? My money is actually stuffed between the teeth."

Wu San was silent for a while, and said, "Master, do you really mean this?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Can I make a joke about this? Then there will be thunderstorms?"

Wu San: "One thousand six hundred taels are given out?"

Zhao Lingyun: "Don't you score a point?"

Wu San: "That's fine, just don't need that little one."

Now it was Zhao Lingyun's turn to froze and said, "Really?"

Wu San: "Really."

Zhao Lingyun: "Don't regret it?"

Wu San said earnestly: "You have life, you can make money anytime you are young. The soldiers at Yufeng Pass don't have this chance."

Zhao Lingyun raised his hand and patted Wu San on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, this money counts for the two of us, no, counts me and my wife, and you and your brothers give it together."

Wu San said, "Madam has no opinion?"

Jiang Mingyue hurriedly said: "I have no opinion, Wu commander Gao Yi."

"Cough," Zhao Lingyun coughed.

Jiang Mingyue laughed and said, "Master is Gaoyi."

"I am more righteous than Wu San," Zhao Lingyun said, "Without me, can he get this money?"

Wu San shrugged his shoulders, and ordinary people couldn't do anything about ruining money from his family.

"I don't know if my mother can agree," Jiang Mingyue whispered.

Zhao Lingyun: "For Zhao Lao Er, you can kill her. Money is nothing."

Before Zhao Lingyun spoke, Mrs. Zheng's cry came from the wing.

"Distressed," Zhao Lingyun said.

"Pop!" I didn't know who it was, and patted the table in the wing.

"I'll take a look," Zhao Lingyun said, "Don't fight in the house."

At this moment, the door of the wing room was pushed open. Aunt Hua came out of the door. As she walked, Aunt Hua said loudly: "Old lady, listen to the slave's persuasion, this money is what it is. Objects outside the body."

"Get away!" Mrs. Zheng cried in the room.

Zhao Lingyun was shocked: "She refuses to take the money? She doesn't care about Zhao Lao Er's life?"

"Zheng!" In the wing room, the old patriarch's veiled angry voice: "Don't go too far."

"Fuck!" Mrs. Zheng cried.

Zhao Lingyun asked Jiang Mingyue: "Is she scolding me or Zhao Lao Er?"

Jiang Mingyue glanced at Wu San at this moment.

Wu Sanxin understood, and put his hand on the handle of the knife. This man walked to the door of the wing and asked in a cold voice, "Did you discuss it?"

Hearing Wu San's words, Mrs. Zheng's cries stopped abruptly.

"How to say?" Wu San asked.

In the wing, Mrs. Zheng wiped her tears and nodded at the old patriarch. She loves money, but Zhao Anyang's life, she has to protect it!

The old patriarch walked out of the wing without talking to Wu San, the old patriarch raised his hand and beckoned Zhao Lingyun.

"We gave the money," the old patriarch whispered to Zhao Lingyun, who was in front of him.

Zhao Lingyun said to Wu San, "Is it all right now?"

Wu San said coldly: "The little one wishes Master Zhao Er all right."

"Gourd," Zhao Lingyun called to Gourd: "You take them to the front hall for tea."

After Calabash led Wu San and his party away, Zhao Lingyun stretched his head and looked into the wing, and said to the old patriarch: "Who will take the money?"

The old patriarch: "Your mother takes it, Zimu is more of a loser, she is talking about."