Wang Xiao took the silver and walked to Wang Zhen's yard.

He looked up and saw the three characters Tao Ranju written on the plaque at the courtyard gate.

The handwriting is smooth and graceful, showing the strength of the writing.

There is also a small poem engraved on the wooden pillar at the door: "When the Juhuang family is mature, we will be drunk and intoxicated together."

Because Wang Zhen's wife's maiden name is Tao, and the Wang family is a wine-making family, the name Taoran Ju means "one drunk and one taoran".

Before you even enter, you can see the meaningful artistic conception of some scholars.

But this artistic conception obviously only exists between the words. As soon as he entered the courtyard, Wang Xiao could faintly hear what Tao seemed to be arguing with Wang Zhen.

"After all, you are also a scholar, let's see if they can despise you..."

Tan Xiang quickly shouted: "Young Master, Young Mistress, the Third Young Master is here."

After hearing this, Mr. Tao left the house.

She was obviously a great beauty when she was young, but now she has gained weight and has a somewhat bossy and arrogant temperament.

Seeing Wang Xiao at this time, she smiled and said: "The third brother is here. Why do you bring something when you come to your elder brother's place? It must be Ying'er who asked you to bring it."

Mrs. Tao said, walked forward, reached out to take the cloth bag in Wang Xiao's hand, and said with a smile: "Why are you so polite?"

Wang Xiao shrank his hand and said, "My fourth brother gave this to me."

Dow:"……"

The embarrassment flashed through her face, and she could only joke: "Who cares about this thing of yours? Your elder brother is waiting for you in the hall, go in."

"This is what my fourth brother gave me." Wang Xiao emphasized again and entered the lobby as instructed.

Mrs. Tao smiled nonchalantly, waved to Tanxiang, led her to another room, and asked, "Is the third brother here from the fourth brother?"

"Yes." Tanxiang said.

"The baggage in his hand is filled with silver." Tao said with a firm tone: "I can tell an old friend like silver by touching it. I estimate the amount to be at least two hundred taels."

Then, without Mrs. Tao asking any more questions, Tanxiang told everything she saw.

"You mean the third brother gave the fourth brother a piece of paper?" Tao said thoughtfully.

Tan Xiang said: "Yes, although it is not clear from a distance, the silver was brought out by the fourth young master from the eldest lady's room, and it should have been given by the eldest lady."

Tao tapped his fingers lightly on the chair handle and said in deep thought: "Go and ask Chun An to come see me."

Tan Xiang asked: "There are so many people in the daytime, will the eldest lady see it?"

"Then I'll go see her and talk in the side hall of the courtyard. If anyone sees her, tell her that you have a piece of good material that you want to make clothes for the fourth child."

"Yes, slave girl, go find her now."

Tao had a resolute and resolute nature, so after saying that, he got up and went to the place. After waiting for a while, he saw Chun Anxing trotting over in a hurry.

"Young Mistress." Seeing no one around, Chun An quickly said a blessing.

"Let's talk here." Mrs. Tao took her arm, walked to a piece of cloth, pretended to look at the cloth, and asked in a low voice: "The eldest lady gave the third brother a sum of money, what is it for?"

Chun Ang said: "She seems to have gotten a piece of paper, and she hid it very tightly. The slave went in to deliver tea, and she waited until the slave left before hiding it. She didn't see it when she went in again."

Tao asked again: "How does she look?"

"Mama Ji and I are both very happy."

"Humph." Mrs. Tao sneered and said, "You try to find that piece of paper, and come see me immediately when you find it."

This matter is actually a bit difficult to handle. There are Aunt Ji and Aunt Cui in Cui's room. They are both figures with eyes like knives.

"Yes." Although Chunang was embarrassed, he still nodded and said, "There is one more thing, about the fourth young master..."

"Fourth child?" Tao said, "What can happen to him?"

"The fourth young master and Chun Li got together." Chun Ang whispered, his face a little red.

Mrs. Tao was stunned and whispered: "Are you sure?"

"Yeah." Chun An nodded, his face even redder.

Mrs. Tao frowned and snorted coldly: "With Mrs. Da's temperament, isn't this girl afraid of being beaten to death?"

After hearing this, Chun Ang secretly glanced at Mrs. Tao's expression and secretly thought that the young mistress was different from the eldest lady. She regarded her slaves as human beings.

She responded: "In the beginning, Chunli refused, and was raped by the fourth young master. After that, she had to pester the fourth young master every night, hoping to take advantage of his current high spirits. If she could get pregnant, she didn't dare to hope that she could become a child.

Concubine, I just hope I can save my life."

"You don't know how to live or die." Tao said: "Go and find out what she says. If you are willing to help me, I can try to protect her if something happens in the future."

Chun Ang said: "I'm afraid she doesn't believe this kind of thing..."

Mrs. Tao snorted coldly and said: "Tell her, if she can get pregnant, she can only survive if she makes the matter bigger and exposes it to the big boss..."——

It was already dinner time when Wang Xiao arrived at Wang Zhen's courtyard, so he ate in his courtyard first.

The meals are also brought from the big kitchen, but a dish of pork belly is cooked on the small stove in Wang Zhenyuan, so the small stove is turned on for every meal.

"Braised pork?" Wang Xiao shook his head and declined the chopsticks Wang Zhen offered him.

Wang Zhendao: "Third brother, have you forgotten? This is gold ingot meat, and the cooking method is different from braised pork. You see, the meat is fat but not greasy, and the eggs are burned into tiger skin, which absorbs the meat juice, and tastes great."

When Wang Xiao looked at this bowl of red and white Yuanbao Pork, he knew why his elder brother and sister-in-law seemed to be getting fatter in middle age.

So he shook his head again.

Wang Zhen sighed and said: "When my mother was here, she often cooked this dish for us with her own hands. You..."

He turned around and saw Wang Xiao's dumbfounded expression, and then he remembered that Wang Xiao was just born when Su passed away, and he had indeed never eaten this dish made by Su.

A fleeting moment has passed, and fifteen years seem like yesterday.

Wang Xiao saw that Wang Zhen looked sad, and it was difficult for him to connect the murderer who beat him to death with a stick to the image in front of him.

"Brother, the patrol camp is so fun." Wang smiled, looking at Wang Zhen secretly as he spoke.

If Wang Zhen had ill intentions towards her, she should have found out from 'Zhang Dusi' that she had been seen in the police patrol... and she should have given some indication.

"It's nothing fun." Unexpectedly, Wang Zhen just responded casually and knocked on his head: "Eat quickly."

"oh."

After lunch, Wang Zhen began to teach Wang Xiao etiquette, told him the general process of the wedding, and demonstrated how to salute when meeting the emperor.

But in fact, Wang Zhen herself had never met the emperor.

Things like etiquette also vary from person to person. Wang Xiao is good-looking, and his various actions are pleasing to the eye, so it is naturally difficult for others to criticize him.

Wang Zhen explained the movements and told him to practice well when he went back, and then began to ask Wang Xiao to recite makeup-inducing poems.

"Princess Chunning is noble, and she has a good relationship with Qin and Jin Dynasties. Mother Heaven mixes the powder, and Brother Sun pity gives flowers. I urge you to lay out the tent of hundreds of children, and wait for the carriage of seven fragrances. I want to ask if the makeup has been completed, and the east wants the dawn..."

Wang Zhen recited it once, and Wang Xiao recited it again.

After reciting it several times, Wang Xiao was actually able to memorize it, but as a 'stupid' person, he didn't know if he could memorize it so quickly.

He had to pretend that he couldn't memorize it.

Wang Zhen wrote the poem down again and asked Wang Xiao to take it, but he bit the pen and hesitated.

After a while, Wang Zhen's servant Mi Qu ran over and said: "Master, Mr. Fan has sent someone to urge you to go to the poetry meeting again."

Wang Zhen responded: "Just go back to him. I have something else to do and I'll be there later."

While speaking, he glanced at Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao then understood that the eldest brother was waiting to send him away, as if a man really didn't have the patience to raise a child.

He planned to tell Wang Zhen that he had memorized the poem.

Then I thought about it, now I just want to play with toys at home, and Ying'er won't let herself go out.

"Brother, is the Poetry Club fun? Brother, can we go together?" Wang Xiao asked.

This eldest brother has a strong motive to kill himself, but this method of beating a sap... It's better to go on a trip to get acquainted with each other.

Wang Zhen frowned slightly after hearing this, obviously unwilling.

However, when he looked at Wang Xiao's face again, he was stunned for a moment.

This face is still a little immature, but it is already very beautiful. It is very similar to the deceased Su. Her eyes are pure and innocent, and there is a hint of expectation.

Wang Zhen suddenly thought that after her mother passed away, she had never been very close to this demented third brother.

"good."

"Okay." Wang Xiao grinned.

Wang Zhen then touched his head.

After a while, Wang Zhen frowned again and asked, "Are you going to carry this bag? Isn't it too heavy?"

"Yes, my fourth brother gave it to me!" Wang responded with a loud smile.

"Put your things down and I'll send someone to take them to your yard."
To be continued...