Chapter 384 Seeds Sprouting
"You said these are all her abilities?"
Meng Jin's expression was distorted. He seemed extremely angry and roared, "Without me, He Qingqing would have been just a tool sent to the palace by the He family to curry favor with the old emperor!"
Wen Wan was shocked and pretended to be shocked and asked, "Could it be that you have been giving He Qingqing advice all along?"
"certainly!"
Meng Jin was very proud, yet very unwilling.
"Yes, just because she comes from the He family, even though everything was planned by me, even though I risked my life to win the kingdom for her, I still have to be her dog!"
It turned out that all this was manipulated by Meng Jin behind the scenes. Wen Wan was a little surprised, but also felt it was reasonable.
She had met He Qingqing, but He Qingqing always gave her a strange feeling of disharmony.
She had never figured out what the disharmony was, but after hearing what Meng Jin said, she finally understood.
Although He Qingqing is a smart woman, with her personality, she can't come up with those vicious plans.
If the person behind the scenes was Meng Jin, everything would make sense.
Once Meng Jin opened his mouth, he began to complain incessantly.
"She just leaned against me to take that seat, and in the end, she actually dared to doubt me?"
When he thought about how He Qingqing and the chief eunuch beat him in unison in the palace today, he became extremely angry.
Meng Jin vented his anger on Wen Wan again. He bent down, grabbed Wen Wan's shoulders and lifted her up.
After several months of not having enough to eat, Wen Wan is now as thin as a paper figure. He lifted her up gently.
Meng Jin held her with one hand and slapped Wen Wan's face mercilessly with the other hand.
"You women, you don't have the abilities of men, yet you dream of stepping on men! You're so foolish!"
As Meng Jin fought, he growled in anger, "You actually suspected me of transferring the Wen family's wealth! And you want me to find out what wealth was transferred from the Wen family within two weeks?"
Mentioning this, Meng Jin became even angrier, and questioned Wen Wan with gritted teeth.
"He Qingqing has already given me an ultimatum: if I don't hand over the Wen family's money, I will be the target."
"Wen Wan, I've kept you here all this time. You must be of some use to me."
"Where on earth did you hide the money from the Wen Company? If you're willing to tell me, I'll take you out of this secret room right away. Don't you have a good business sense?"
"As long as you continue to make money for me, not only will I not kill you, I will also treat you well. Let's live a peaceful life together from now on, okay?"
Sometimes, Wen Wan really suspected that Meng Jin was suffering from schizophrenia.
How could a gentleman who appears to be so elegant in front of others be so bad in private?
Her eyes were red and swollen, blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, but she looked forward with empty eyes.
As Meng Jin beat her, he found that Wen Wan had become a soulless body again. No matter how he beat her, she didn't react at all.
He frowned, spat lightly, and then released the hand that was holding Wen Wan.
"It's boring."
Meng Jin murmured and sighed, took out the handkerchief in his arms to wipe his hands, and then left the secret room without looking back.
In the secret room, after an unknown amount of time, Wen Wankong's eyes gradually became clear.
She stared at the door of the secret room, and her hatred almost turned into reality.
Very good. In order to alienate He Qingqing and Meng Jin, she did not hesitate to use the entire Wen family's wealth as bait. The seeds that were planted at the beginning have now begun to sprout.
*
The next day, when the old Taoist priest returned to the secret room with his tools, he was shocked to see Wen Wan's new wounds all over her body.
He collected his thoughts and didn't let the housekeeper notice anything unusual. He set up the table, placed the incense burner, and then began to perform the ritual.
The housekeeper had been staying in the secret room with the old Taoist priest. At first, he was alert and staring at the old Taoist priest, but later on, he couldn't even remember when he fell asleep.
The housekeeper stood up, yawned and looked up, only to see the filthy woman still huddled in the corner, and the old Taoist priest was already packing up his things.
"Is the temple finished?" asked the butler.
The old Taoist priest carried the package on his shoulder and said, "Well, I'm done for today. I'll continue tomorrow."
The housekeeper bowed and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Taoist priest. As for the silver..."
"It's okay. It will take several days. Let's get married after the ritual is finished." The old Taoist priest seemed very easy to talk to.
The housekeeper liked dealing with such sensible people, and he led the old Taoist priest out with a smile.
After the two men left the rockery, the housekeeper saw that the old Taoist priest did not go to the backyard, but went towards the side door.
"Master, don't you want to rest in the side room?"
The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "I've been tired all day. Let's go to Taotie Tower and have a good meal to relax."
The housekeeper had no suspicion of anything. These Taoists were much more materialistic than monks.
The old Taoist priest said, "I can go by myself. You don't need to see me off. I'll be back after I finish eating."
The butler thought about it and realized that Lord Meng had been in a bad mood and couldn't eat these days. He had to go to the kitchen and keep an eye on it to make sure those playful old guys didn't get into trouble.
"That's fine. I'll have the servant leave a door open for you."
The old Taoist thanked him and parted ways with the housekeeper.
*
The housekeeper and the kitchen staff worked all night, preparing a table full of food that the adults liked, but Meng Jin didn't come back to eat at all.
At three o'clock in the morning, Meng Jin returned to the mansion reeking of alcohol.
The housekeeper held a lantern and personally welcomed Meng Jin into the house. As soon as they met, before they could even speak, Meng Jin kicked him.
The butler was a little dazed after being kicked. He glanced at the coachman driving the car. In front of outsiders, the master rarely showed such a violent side.
Meng Jin stumbled into the mansion, went straight into the bedroom, fell on the bed and fell asleep.
Meng Jin was woken up by someone when he was half asleep.
He opened his eyes and saw that it was bright outside. It was already noon.
"Sir, please wake up quickly. The Phoenix Guard Commander is here with his men."
The housekeeper stood by the bed, sweating profusely from anxiety.
Meng Jin was stunned, still trapped in the banquet last night and not fully awake.
He remembered that yesterday several colleagues invited him to drink at Chunhua Tower and also invited a few new girls to accompany them. He didn't know if the wine was too strong, but he got quite drunk after just a few drinks.
Meng Jin rubbed his temples, "Feng Wei? What is Feng Wei doing here?"
After a pause, he frowned again and said, "Besides, he's just a Phoenix Guard, what are you afraid of? You're so impatient, how can you be like a steward of my Meng Mansion?"
The housekeeper wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Sir, the Phoenix Guards came with such force this time that they have surrounded our mansion. The commander of the Phoenix Guards even said that he has received an order from the Empress Dowager to search our mansion for the dirty silver!"
"Dirty silver?"
Meng Jin murmured these two words, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and the smell of alcohol disappeared in an instant.
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