Chapter 143: Being obedient will warm the bed

After Xie Zhuoning received the wooden box, he did not rush to open it.

Instead, he walked to Song Yuqiu's side and handed her the wooden box, "Open it and take a look."

"What is it? It's so mysterious." Song Yuqiu took it with some curiosity.

Xie Zhuoning smiled faintly, "Your dowry."

"What? My dowry?" Song Yuqiu opened the box with a confused look on her face.

When she saw the thick stack of banknotes inside, she was so shocked that she almost dropped her balance.

After a long while, she came back to her senses and rubbed her eyes in disbelief. "How much money does this cost?"

Xie Zhuoning said, "Two hundred and fifty thousand taels."

The two hundred thousand taels were the money Song Jian used to buy the antidote, and the fifty thousand taels were the makeup money she gave him.

"You are going to Nanyang for a long journey, and it would be inconvenient to bring anything with you. After much thought, I think banknotes are the most convenient and practical."

If you have money on hand, at least you won't be wronged.

Song Yuqiu waved her hands and said, "Yang Lie and I are just getting married in a fake way, why would I need a dowry? Besides, I can't afford that much money by myself!"

But Xie Zhuoning, who was usually smiling, rarely stopped smiling and looked at her seriously.

"Ayu, the laws of Daye stipulate that the dowry a woman brings with her when she gets married is her private property. If you divorce in the future, you can take all your dowry with you. These are not only your dowry, but also your future security."

What's more, the two hundred thousand taels were the money Song Jian used to buy her antidote, and it was also what Song Jian owed to the mother and daughter. Now he was just getting the money back.

As for her share, it was just a token of her appreciation as an older sister.

Song Yuqiu threw herself into Xie Zhuoning's arms, moved to tears, "Wuwuwu, Sister Zhuoning, you are so good to me~"

"Sometimes I just hate that I'm not a man, otherwise I would have to marry you home..."

"Actually, my daughter can do it too. Sister Zhuo Ning, would you consider me? I'm well-behaved and can warm the bed~"

Xie Zhuoning: "..."

This girl is good in every way, except that she says a few words from time to time, which makes people feel very troubled.

She pushed him away in disgust, "Don't rub your snot on me."

Song Yuqiu looked resentful, "Sister Zhuoning, I'm really touched and you're already starting to dislike me!"

"Don't be moved. Go to bed quickly. You may not sleep well tomorrow morning."

Song Yuqiu was wondering why she didn't sleep well, but she didn't expect that she would be woken up early the next morning.

After asking, I found out that it was Baojiwan Pawnshop that came to take over the house.

Let everyone pack up and move out today.

"No, what do these mean?" She was still a little confused.

Xie Zhuoning ate his breakfast in a leisurely and elegant manner, "Yesterday Song Jian didn't have enough money, so he pawned the Song residence."

Song Yuqiu was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Hahahaha, retribution, retribution!"

Song Jian worked so hard for so many years, but in the end, all his efforts were in vain and he couldn't even keep his own house?

She was in a good mood and ate a few more steamed buns.

"But the Baojiwan Pawnshop is also very powerful. They dared to drive people away directly at the door. Isn't he afraid of offending Song Jian and making things difficult for him?"

Song Jian is not a good person. He is vindictive.

Xie Zhuoning smiled slightly, "It's okay, I'm not afraid."

After a moment of hesitation, Song Yuqiu responded, "The pawnshop is opened by you, Sister Zhuo Ning?"

Taking up the handkerchief and wiping the corners of his mouth, Xie Zhuoning said slowly, "No."

"I just said..."

“My mother drove it.”

Her mother was a business genius and married into the Xie family with a generous dowry.

In addition to the portion reserved for public use and the portion prepared for her and her brother, her mother also prepared an extra portion for her.

This share was always in her father's hands until she got married and then it was handed over to her.

Parents who love their children will plan long-term for them.

This is the last bit of confidence a mother who passed away young gave to her daughter.

In her previous life, she only found out about these things on the day she married Xiao Bicheng.

Later, all the money earned from these shops was used to fill the national treasury and help Xiao Bicheng fill the holes.

In this life, she wrote directly to his father, getting these things in her hands in advance to facilitate her management and turnover.

Baojiwan Pawnshop is one of them.

Song Yuqiu gasped, "Oh my god, what a thick thigh I hugged!"

Holding the right thigh is like being reborn a second time.

Look at the kind of life she led in the Song family, and what kind of life she led after following Sister Zhuo Ning?

She could either change her surname to Xie, or let her children have the surname Xie in the future?

Xie Zhuoning didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't be hungry, eat something quickly, it will get cold soon."

"Yes, yes, yes, we have to eat quickly, and then go watch my father and the tigress laugh!"

Song Yuqiu suddenly became motivated. After finishing two large bowls of porridge, she wiped her mouth with her sleeve and asked someone to help her out.

One of her legs was broken, so she could only hop on one leg, like a little zombie, and she finally reached the outer courtyard.

As soon as I passed by, I heard Song Yuyao making a fuss.

"This is my home. Why are you asking us to leave?"

"Because your father has already pawned this house to us."

"I don't believe it, you must be faking it!"

"This is the handprint of Lord Song himself."

"It's fake, it's all fake. If you don't get out of here, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Sir, this is the situation. Please decide how to handle it." The pawnshop manager turned and said to the person next to him.

Yang Fangwen sighed and said, "I am Yang Fangwen, the prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture. Please ask Lord Song to come out and explain it to me!"

Not long after, Minister Song walked out quickly.

The two men greeted each other.

Yang Fangwen asked, "Master Song, what is going on?"

Minister Song looked ashamed, "Sorry to have made fun of you, Lord Yang. To be honest, I pawned all the valuables in my house to buy medicine for my wife. Even this house..."

I wanted to sell it badly, thinking that although Yang Fangwen had no relationship with me, they were officials in the same dynasty after all, so he would definitely be more biased towards me.

Unexpectedly, Yang Fangwen was very good at grasping the key points. "In other words, Mr. Song admitted that the pawn ticket is real?"

Minister Song was startled, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "...Yes."

The pawn ticket has his fingerprints on it, so he cannot deny it.

Yang Fangwen said, "In that case, it is reasonable for them to ask you to move. But Mr. Song has a large family and a large business, so I'm afraid it will take some time to move. Please give us another two days."

The shopkeeper immediately said, "All is up to Lord Yang."

"What do you think, Lord Song?" Yang Fangwen turned and asked Minister Song.

"That's right." Minister Song tried to smile, but found that he couldn't smile at all.

Although his wife was rescued, he lost everything.

He couldn't help but wonder, is this all worth it?

Yang Fangwen was about to leave after he finished dealing with the matter. As soon as he walked out of the gate of the Song Mansion, he saw a luxurious carriage slowly stop.

The curtain opened, and a green figure got off the carriage.

When Yang Fangwen saw the person coming, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Why is the Marquis of Changxing here?"

Yang Lie glanced at Minister Song and said deliberately, "I heard that Lord Song even sold his ancestral home and his family had to live on the street. I couldn't bear to see my future wife end up on the street, so I came here to pick her up."