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Chapter 249 Memory

Duan Kangbo's face suddenly turned dark.

"really?"

After Zhou Yuan finished what he should say, he stood up and nodded, "Yes."

Duan Kangbo's eyes became deeper and solemn.

The Dali Temple Minister glanced at Zhou Yuan and said to Duan Kangbo: "What happened?"

Duan Kangbo was silent for a moment, suddenly smiled, turned around and said, "We should be taking the handle of Chen Li this time!"

After saying that, Duan Kangbo picked up the wine cup next to him, drank the cup in one sip, and pointed to the chair beside him and asked Zhou Yuan to sit on it.

"You say what you just said to Lord Shen again."

Zhou Yuan respectfully told the Dali Temple Minister and told the story of the Great Buddha Temple again.

When the Dali Temple Minister heard this, he was stunned, "So arrogant? He directly patted your father with a brick in front of the abbot of the Great Buddha Temple?"

Zhou Yuan nodded with a bitter smile.

"I heard from my grandfather that before going to the Great Buddha Temple, they had met Zhou Huaishan and Zhou Qing in the wood shop west of the city. They were going to get dowry boxes.

The best golden nanmu, I asked for two hundred."

Dali Temple Minister and Duan Kangbo both opened their eyes wide, "How many?"

Zhou Yuan stretched out two fingers and said, "Two hundred mouths."

Dali Temple Minister...

Duan Kangbo...

They have seen money, and they are not poor, but this is the first time I have seen it with the best golden nanmu.

It’s not like this to spend money if you have money!

And they all got dowry boxes, didn’t this send all the money to my husband’s house?

The last time I met such an arrogant person was twenty years ago.

That old playboy.

The corners of the Dali Temple Minister's eyes trembled and said to Duan Kangbo: "My daughter told me yesterday that Chen Li was probably greedy for the sake of official business, so I still hesitate and believe it. Today I believe it."

Duan Kangbo got another glass of wine, holding the glass with a smug smile in his eyes.

"Chen Li always guards his work and does not leave any room for others. Alas! Heroes have been sad to pass the beauty since ancient times!

As soon as this beauty came out, he first led people to the Ning Palace, but now......

Speaking of this, Duan Kangbo took a sip of the wine in the glass and burst into laughter.

"Chen Li probably never thought that his country-born father-in-law and fiancée could spend money like this!"

In order to compete with Shen Mingzhu, Jinlou spent money directly.

Later, I bought nearly 50,000 taels of stuff from the antique shop.

Today, I asked for another dowry box of 200 golden nanmu in one breath!

How much money does this have to be to squander so much!

Can they make so much money by running a hot pot restaurant in Qinghe County?

Let's go and cheat!

Of course this was given by Chen Li!

The Dali Temple Minister also had a hesitant smile on his face.

"Tomorrow it will be a Hundred Flowers Banquet. At that time, all civil and military officials and their families in Kyoto will come to the palace to attend the banquet. Let's give Chen Li a big surprise!"

Duan Kangbo slapped the table, "Of course I have to give him away. If you can't tell the source of so much money, even if Your Majesty wants to favor him, he will not be able to favor him. He is staring at so many eyes."

As he said that, Duan Kangbo suddenly remembered something, narrowed his eyes and glanced at Dali Temple Queen, and then said to Zhou Yuan: "It's said outside that Zhou Qing and Lord Shen's eldest daughter look very similar. Although you have never seen Lord Shen's eldest daughter, you have seen Miss Mingzhu in his house. What do you think?"

After Duan Kangbo said this, a trace of sadness suddenly surged in the eyes of the Dali Temple Minister. He held the wine glass and used a little force.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the object in the cup, not looking at Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan glanced at the Dali Temple Queen, hesitated for a moment, and said politely: "My father-in-law is really embarrassing Xiaoxu. Xiaoxu has never seen Miss Mingzhu several times, and he just passed by the few times. However, Zhou Qing was born in the countryside and has been a very good friend since he was a child. He is a famous female yaksha in the village. I think he is far from Miss Mingzhu."

Duan Kangbo looked at the Dali Temple Minister.

"Old Shen, you, the father, aren't you talking about you, your bowl of water is not enough.

Mingyue Mingzhu is your legitimate daughter. I remember when Mingyue was still there, she was the richest lady in Kyoto.

Even my three girls envy you Mingyue.

Why do you lose money now when you come to Mingzhu? Your mansion is short of the girls' money!”

Yesterday, when Shen Mingzhu went to her father's study to mention the Jinlou incident, Duan Kangbo was there, and at this moment he looked at the Dali Temple Minister in a slight manner.

The Dali Temple Minister sighed in a depressing voice, "I have nothing to do with her being arrogant and extravagant."

After the words came to his mind, he was irritated, but he didn't want to continue this topic about the eldest daughter. He just said: "If you want to attack Chen Li at the Baihua Banquet, you might as well send a message to the Ning Prince's Mansion."

Duan Kangbo said, "Then we have to ask the prince what he means."

This prince naturally refers to the prince of Duke Zhenguo Mansion and Su Heng.

The Dali Temple Minister nodded, took a breath and stood up as he was in line, "That's right, I want to ask the prince. I happened to have a case in my hand and need to ask the prince's meaning. Your father-in-law and son-in-law talked slowly, so I'll take a step first."

The Minister of Dali Temple was about to leave, but Duan Kangbo did not stay. He knew that he was unhappy.

After the Dali Temple Minister left, Zhou Yuan poured wine for Duan Kangbo and said carefully: "Since my father-in-law knows that Shen Mingyue is an indelible thorn in Lord Shen's heart, why do you still have to mention it just now?"

Duan Kangbo snorted coldly, "I'm just reminding him so that he won't see a exactly the same face, messing up his composure and ruin our good things."

Zhou Yuan poured himself another cup.

"Does Zhou Qing and Miss Mingyue really look that similar?"

"I have never seen Zhou Qing and I have no memory of Shen Mingyue. However, it can be seen that the prince of Prince Ning's Mansion is very confusing."

Zhou Yuan frowned, remembering the incident when his second uncle married Zhou Qing's mother.

Zhou Qing’s mother is a woman who fled to their village.

It was snowing heavily that year, and wolves often appeared in the village, taking away the chickens raised at home.

The woman suddenly appeared at their doorstep and was found out and no longer conscious.

At that time, grandma said that she would throw the person directly into the back mountain to avoid causing any trouble.

It was the second uncle who felt pitiful and insisted on taking her back to the house, covered her with a quilt and filled her with hot water.

The reason why he remembered this clearly was that he deeply remembered that for this, grandma used a wooden stick as thick as an arm to slap on the back of his second uncle for more than a dozen times.

He felt scared when he thought about that scene now.

He was still young at that time and didn't have much memory. Later, the woman became a wife for her second uncle.

As for how that woman died...

He really couldn't remember it at all, and he remembered that he had fallen and had a lot of blood. That night, Uncle Er sat in the yard with his very young Zhou Qing all night.

At that time, that man was his second uncle, and Zhou Qing was his eldest sister.

Now he has become a villain who always wants to harm them.

Things are really impermanent.
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