Chapter 860 Qingqing, look at the beautiful daughter you gave birth to

Shen Qingyun didn’t even think about it and blurted out: “This is impossible.”

She snorted lightly, her eyes full of disdain, "We don't have anything rare at home. Even if Li Zhuang is a bit thin-skinned, there's no way he'd be interested in her things."

Listening to her contemptuous tone, Song Yanxi even wondered if she had heard fifty thousand taels as five hundred taels.

Even if it was only five hundred taels, that was an amount that many ordinary families might not be able to earn in their entire lives.

Noticing the look in his niece's eyes, Shen Qingyun also realized that he was a little too arrogant, and coughed lightly and said, "Look, you are used to joking with your uncle at home, and now you just tell a joke.

Xier, please don't take it to heart."

Song Yanxi also laughed, but didn't believe her excuse at all.

My aunt wasn't joking at all. She had clearly accidentally spoken out the truth that was hidden in her heart.

Indeed, the Yan family has been doing great business in recent years. Yan's shops have already blossomed everywhere, and there are dozens of money houses with the Yan's sign.

However, she had followed her master to practice medicine in the past few years and had not spent much time in Beijing. She had never thought about how much money the shops, big and small, could earn throughout the year.

Now seeing her aunt's attitude, she had a rough idea in her mind.

Before Song Yanxi was taken away by Huangfu Huai, she lived in Yan Mansion for a few years. It can be said that she grew up under Shen Qingyun's eyes.

Glancing at the smile on her face, Shen Qingyun glared at Yan Qing and said in feigned anger, "Qingqing, look at the wonderful daughter you gave birth to. Now she doesn't even believe what I, her aunt, say.

Please judge for yourself, can I, as her aunt, really fool her?"

As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief in a serious manner and wiped the dry corners of her eyes.

Yan Qing raised his eyes to look at her and said softly, "Sister-in-law, please be gentle so as not to rub off the powder on your face."

Hearing this, Shen Qingyun’s hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

She was both angry and amused at the same time and said, "You didn't learn the good things, but you learned all your brother's petty ideas."

Thinking of Yan Changfeng who died young on the battlefield, a trace of pain flashed in the eyes of Yan Qing and Song Yanxi at the same time.

The death of the two brothers left a scar in the hearts of all the Yan family members that can never be erased.

On the contrary, Shen Qingyun looked like he was not sad at all. He raised his hand to tidy up his hair and said, "It's just that he is not blessed. Otherwise, if he had lived to this peaceful and prosperous age, he would definitely be a petty and mean person.

It’s possible that he may not be as capable as San’er in acting like an elder.”

Yan Qing sniffed and disagreed, "Big brother is not petty, he is a heroine, and he cares about the interests of his country."

Shen Qingyun glanced at her sideways and asked with a smile: "Qingqing, do you think you understand your eldest brother better, or do I understand my husband better?"

If someone else were to become the eldest lady of the Yan family, Yan Qing would say without hesitation that she understood Yan Changfeng better.

But this person happened to be Shen Qingyun.

She and her older brother were childhood sweethearts, and it could even be said that they grew up together naked.

As his father used to say, if her eldest brother moved his butt even slightly, his sister-in-law would know what he was going to do.

Yan Qing covered half of her face with a handkerchief and said silently to Shen Qingyun: “Sister-in-law, please save some face.”

Shen Qingyun tutted, “What are you afraid of?”

She raised her eyebrows and said with a smile, "Your eldest brother has always acted uprightly and honestly, so he is naturally very thick-skinned.

Do you believe it or not, even if he were sitting here today and heard us say this, he would just smile and say yes? "

"Believe it, how could I not believe it?"

Yan Qing's eyes were filled with laughter as he teased, "If it weren't for big brother's thick skin back then, I wouldn't have such a good sister-in-law now."

Hearing this, Shen Qingyun glared at her and said, "Stop flattering me and get down to business."

She raised her eyes to look at Song Yanxi, her face darkened as she said, "If your eldest uncle were still alive, he would have brought people to beat her up early this morning if that girl from the Zhuang family had dared to make such a fuss last night."

She was filled with rage when she mentioned this matter. She glanced at the heavy rain still pouring outside and cursed softly, "This damn heaven loves to do things that make people miserable, and never does anything to help others achieve their goals."

Yan Qing coughed lightly, "Sister-in-law."

"What's wrong?" Shen Qingyun raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly: "I didn't run to the street and yell at him, which was already giving him some face.

If you want people to worship you, you should do some good deeds to help the world and save the people. Sitting high up in the clouds and watching all living beings suffer is not a big deal."

Even though her words were somewhat outrageous, they expressed what many people were thinking.

It’s just that due to so-called retribution and divine punishment, everyone dares not show any disrespect to the almighty gods.

Even when encountering so-called natural disasters, the first thing they thought of was that they must have done something wrong and angered the gods.

Little do they know that no matter what they do or what they do, what is supposed to happen will still happen.

Even if they offered tribute sincerely, or even sacrificed the lives of their own children, it would not change anything.

After countless wishes have been dashed, they will tout a single "apparition" as a miracle.

Even so, they still believed it firmly.

Because as ordinary people, they can do nothing but pray to God to have mercy on the world.

Shen Qingyun became more and more angry as he spoke. He picked up the cold tea beside him and took two gulps. He said in a deep voice: "Praying to gods and Buddhas can only bring peace of mind. Everything is still in our hands."

Knowing that she looked relaxed, but in fact she was still upset about the death of her elder and second brothers, Yan Qing followed her words and said, "Sister-in-law is right. We have our own legs and feet, so we have the final say on what we want to do.

If everyone just sat there waiting for God to see the light, the people would have died out long ago."

She looked at Song Yanxi and warned, "Xi'er, your uncle and A-Bo are here to take care of things outside, and your aunt and I are here to take care of them, so you don't have to worry about it.

The most important thing now is to find out the cause of Li Zhuang's death and give him justice."

Shen Qingyun also nodded, and said with a cold face: "She, Zhuang Shihan, dares to throw dirty water on our Yan family. She just feels that there is no evidence to prove it, forcing us to swallow this loss.

Let her think about it, even if she wants to go crazy, I will never let her get what she wants."

She snorted coldly, pulled out a silver note from her sleeve and placed it on the table, "Xi'er, take this 100,000 taels first. If the rain continues for another night, have someone send this note to Lord Bai in the Ministry of Revenue early tomorrow.

If it's not enough, you can always come back to me for more. I can't say how much more I can give you, but I can still afford a few hundred thousand in cash."

Seeing that she had already spent a hundred thousand taels, and that she was ready to come and get more at any time, Song Yanxi asked tentatively, "Aunt, could it be that my cousin Qinghe accidentally dug up something while doing business?"