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Chapter 6 He is short of money
The Wu family had only been in Shangjing City for ten days when they rented a house in Xinchangfang, near the city gate.
This house was chosen by the housekeeper after he spent a long time and effort to choose it.
It just meets the housing needs of the whole family, without any extra room.
What's even more outrageous is.
The eldest young master of the family could only live with the servants in the side courtyard at the back.
Wu Weian's room was not small, but all the furniture inside gave off an air of poverty and shabbiness.
It can only meet basic survival needs but cannot meet aesthetic needs.
There are more than a dozen people in the family, but only four servants.
One person does the laundry, one person cooks, and one person cleans.
There is only one person left to be in charge, who will do other things besides the above.
At this moment, the round-faced steward, who was nearly fifty years old, brought someone in: "Sir, the person has arrived."
After saying that, he left the person behind, closed the door and left.
The Wu family couldn't afford to light a charcoal fire, and the room was as cold as an ice cellar.
Wu Weian wrapped himself in a quilt and sat on a wooden bench drinking cold water.
The man is in his sixties, with gray hair, but he is very energetic.
"A-choo!" The old man wrapped his cloak around himself. "It's so cold in this room."
Wu Wei'an stretched out a hand from under the quilt with a normal expression and placed it on the table: "I'm short of money recently."
"I have no money, I'll lend you all I can." The old man interrupted him and pulled up a stool to sit down. He placed his wrinkled hand on the man's outstretched wrist and felt his pulse. "Yes, the injury is completely healed."
"I told you in the letter that it's okay." Wu Weian put his hand back into the quilt. "You don't have to make this trip at all."
The old man chuckled twice: "It's just by the way, by the way! I came to the capital, firstly, a friend invited me to come and play, and secondly -"
The old man paused, then glanced at the man sitting next to him. "I've seen the young master from Yuzhou. He can be cured. But the herbs used are not of ordinary quality, and he can't afford the money."
Wu Wei'an sighed: "I understand."
Tsk, another one asking for money.
The old man patted his shoulder through the quilt and gloated: "Look, you, with such a useful brain, have to suffer this poverty. How sad!"
Wu Wei'an shrugged: "Since Mr. Qin feels so sorry for me, why not give me a medicine?"
The old man glanced at him and asked, "Who are you trying to plot against now?"
Wu Wei'an: "For myself, to remove the scar."
The old man dug into his pocket and pulled out a ceramic jar and left it: "Remember what happened with the young master of Yuzhou. You are too cold here. I am leaving."
Wu Wei'an: "Give me a few days, I'll think of a solution."
The old man nodded. "It's not that urgent, but Wei'an, why bother? If you really want to use the silver, wouldn't it be easy with everything you've laid out before?"
Wu Wei'an shook his head. His face looked ordinary under the candlelight, but a closer look revealed an imperceptible sharpness: "Chess should be used on the cutting edge. It's not worth it for a few bucks."
"Then you stay cold." The old man rubbed his frozen hands and stood up. "I'm leaving now. I still have to go to the Qingyuan Marquis' Mansion to see my young friend."
"Oh?" Wu Weian raised his eyes, "Your friend is Ji Mingshuang."
"That's right." The old man nodded. "He's a good man, quite interesting. But I heard his sister's eyesight isn't very good, so he's been asking me to see her many times."
Wu Wei'an nodded, saying seriously, "Then go and take a look and help treat him."
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Wu Qi had just taken office and was busy at the Ministry of Works for quite a while before returning home.
As soon as he got home, the second son told him what happened at the snow banquet today.
Wu Qi thought about it and took his second son to the back yard to find his eldest son.
This happened to be the time when the servants in the house were cleaning the courtyard as usual.
I saw a ghostly figure in the yard, and as it passed by, all the fallen leaves on the ground were wiped out.
It was so clean.
Wu Er looked up at the sky.
I felt melancholy for a moment and couldn't help but think of some past events in Pingjiang.
Pingjiang is located southeast of Dayu and is a relatively rich place.
However, there is a lot of rain and floods are common.
My father Wu Qi is an honest official, and my eldest brother's place seems to be a bottomless pit for money.
Compared with other official families, our family is extremely poor.
Wu Er was still young at that time and didn't know much. He often felt inferior because there were only four servants in his family.
It wasn't until one day when he went to someone else's house that he discovered it.
Although other people's families have many servants sweeping the floor, none of them can sweep as fast or cleanly as the one in his family.
Then one day, his father was too upright in his official career and cut off other people's financial resources.
Someone hired someone to kill his entire family.
Wu Er only then realized that his servant who sweeps the floor is not only fast at sweeping the floor, but also very good at sweeping people's heads...
From then on he knew that his family was not simple.
It's not easy.
Not to mention the others who do the laundry and cooking...
And big brother.
never mind.
Wu Er kept the words of the sage in mind.
Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper, do not say what is improper, and do not do what is improper.
This is the family motto of their Wu family.
"Wei'an, what exactly happened at the Snow Banquet today?" Wu Qi asked.
Wu Weian: "Father, the third daughter of the Ji family wants me to marry her."
Wu Qi was completely surprised, his pupils widened: "Huh?"
Wu Er guessed some of it, which was okay.
"This, that Ji family..." Wu Qi thought for a moment and couldn't help but take a breath. "The Ji family knows your identity?"
"Not really." Wu Weian shook his head, "But the third young lady of the Ji family knows me well. We've met before."
Wu Qi was a little worried: "Is that serious?"
The fewer people who know about what they are planning, the better.
"It's not a big deal."
Wu Qi nodded, trusting his eldest son. "Have you agreed to this marriage? Do we need to prepare?"
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