Chapter 260 Xiaojiu, have you been wronged?
"Young lady is talking to Lord Wen. I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first. If you two have anything to say, just give them a message outside the door." When the little girl saw the father and daughter, she said goodbye very sensibly and helped to close the door.
"Xiaojiu, you...you've lost weight."
As soon as Wen Shoucai said this, tears began to fall.
"Don't cry, I'm not actually thin." Wen Jiu was a little at a loss. He stood up and didn't know what to do. After thinking for a long time, he took out a fried chicken leg and said, "How about you eat something first?"
Wen Shoucai paused as he wiped his tears and immediately looked up at his daughter. She used to dislike him for crying whenever he talked to her, and was always impatient when she spoke to him. Why was she suddenly so understanding now? She even brought him a chicken drumstick?
She took the chicken leg back with trembling hands, took a bite, and cried even harder.
"Xiaojiu, did you feel wronged in the Fourth Prince's Mansion?"
He hadn't even swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth when he stubbornly looked at the warm wine with his head tilted. If life were easy, how could he be so sensible?
Wenjiu blinked twice: "I didn't suffer any injustice."
Come to think of it, Wenjiu didn't seem to have suffered any injustice before climbing into bed, right?
She just walked away, leaving me to clean up the mess.
After thinking for a while, he added: "The Fourth Master is very good to me."
Wen Shoucai stared at Wen Jiu for a long time, then slapped himself twice with tears in his eyes: "It's all Daddy's fault for being incompetent. If Daddy had a higher official position, he wouldn't have let you lose even the status of a princess."
He had heard from his sister before that Xiaojiu had become much more sensible. Now seeing his daughter, he couldn't help but feel sad. He wiped away his tears and took out a purse from his pocket: "Here, Xiaojiu, keep it. You know, money makes the world go round. If you manage it well, life will be better."
After thinking for a moment, he added, "It doesn't matter if we're not favored. After all, you've been with the Fourth Master for over ten years. When you're twenty-five, Daddy will go to Consort De and ask if she can let you out of the palace."
There were precedents of maids being released in the past. As long as it was handled properly and the daughter left the palace, everything would be fine.
Wen Jiu stared blankly at the purse in her hand. As soon as she took it, she knew it was still a bag of golden beans.
"Dad, the Fourth Master is very good to me. You can keep this money for yourself."
Wen Jiu blurted out "Daddy" and was stunned after saying it.
Wen Shoucai didn't notice his daughter's strange behavior. He just said with a stern face, "Don't talk nonsense. Daddy is an official now after all. He has no shortage of money. Just use it to bribe people."
Wen Jiu couldn't refuse and finally had to accept the silver.
Wen Shoucai looked at his well-behaved daughter, and his nose felt sore again: "Daddy's little Jiu, you have lost weight..."
Seeing that his father was about to cry again, Wen Jiu immediately stuffed another chicken leg into his hand and said, "Daddy, have some. It's delicious."
Wen Shoucai watched and tears came down again: "Xiaojiu..."
Wen Jiu was completely stunned. So other people's fathers were so fond of crying? Where was the father's love as strong as a mountain?
Having no other choice, she took out another pot of wine from the space and said, "Dad, take this wine back and drink it."
Wen Shoucai: "Woo woo woo..."
Wenjiu: "There are cans as well. Please don't cry."
Wen Shoucai: "Woo woo woo..."
Wenjiu: "...This is instant noodles, you can eat it after just soaking it in water, I give it to you too. Also, this spicy strip is for you too, this is beef jerky, and there are French fries. I give them all to you, don't cry..."
Wen Shoucai was stunned by the huge pile of food. When he realized what was happening, he burped and said, "Daddy's little wine, you've been wronged..."
In the past, the gifts my daughter gave me would always be expensive, but now she only gives me snacks that don’t look very good!
It can be seen that he must have suffered some injustice during this period!
It's all because of the useless father. If he were a high-ranking official now, who would dare to treat his daughter like this?
Thinking of this, I became more and more unable to control myself and cried out of breath.
Wen Jiu had never met such a person before, and was at a loss for a moment. She had already taken out all the food she could. But her father was still crying. What should she do?
At that moment, she looked at the big spoon beside her as if asking for help.
Dashao was also confused at this moment, and there were even more confusions in her little head.
I don't understand why Lord Wen, who looked so upright, tall and strong just now, cried like a child after entering the room.
I don't know where her daughter got all the food from. Now the whole table is filled with her food!
Just when Wenjiu was really at a loss and was thinking of bringing out a big watermelon for her father.
Then he saw his father suddenly stand up, his eyes red, and said, "Xiaojiu, it's getting late, Daddy should go. Remember, if you are missing anything, please write to tell Daddy."
If he sat there for too long, the prince would inevitably think he was being rude, and he absolutely couldn't let his daughter have any reason to criticize him. Her life was already difficult enough.
Wen Jiu suddenly heard him say this, and he felt a little reluctant: "Dad...why don't you eat something before you leave?"
Wen Shoucai wanted to say no, but he felt that if he didn't eat, his daughter would be sad.
She was living in a difficult situation now, and she didn't know how much effort she had put into collecting these foods. She also didn't know how she had begged the Fourth Master to let her meet him.
Thinking of this, he felt even more sad. He immediately stuffed the food on the table into his arms, and even held the food that couldn't fit in his arms. "Daddy will definitely keep the things Xiaojiu gave to Daddy well."
Having said this, he hurriedly bowed to Wenjiu and immediately turned around and went out.
Wen Jiu stared at his back in a daze. The man who was tall just now hunched his back as soon as he walked out of the door.
This was the way things were in the palace; being a slave meant a lifetime of hunched over. Positions in the Imperial Household Department were, to be honest, worthless. In the original owner's memory, her father's immediate superior was a eunuch, a very harsh person.
Wen Jiu stared at the bag of gold beans in his hand in a daze. He didn't know how long he had saved this money...
Wen Shoucai looked back after leaving the East Third House, but his daughter was no longer in sight. He rubbed his aching nose, lowered his head, and walked towards the Imperial Household Department with a lost look on his face.
"Stop, what's that in your hand? Come here and let me see it."
The Fourteenth Master came back from the Cining Palace, changed his clothes, and was about to go to the Qianqing Palace when he was choked by a smell and sneezed twice.
Looking closely, I discovered that a servant's arms were filled with large and small bags. The smell was coming from him.
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