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Chapter 212 IOU

The emperor grabbed the paperweight and smashed Wen Xuan, "I also think the more money the better."

"At least ten thousand taels," said Wenxian.

He also pointed at Ji Qingning to treat his second brother's broken leg, which required at least 10,000 taels of medical treatment.

The emperor asked Eunuch Li to give Wen Xuan the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and asked him to write an IOU.

Winhyun, “….”

If you don’t reward him with money, you can endure it even if you lend it to him. You even want him to write an IOU?

Is he so untrustworthy?!

But the emperor's expression on his face is that if you don't write an IOU, I won't lend you any more.

What can Wen Xuan do? He can only write it, anyway, he never thought about betraying the debt.

Wen Xuan wrote the IOU, and Eunuch Lee wanted to pick it up. Wen Xuan said, "Where is the silver bill?"

Eunuch Li hurriedly took out ten thousand taels of silver notes from his arms.

Wen Xuan took the silver notes and then handed the jade pendant to Eunuch Li.

Putting the silver notes in your arms, Wen Xuan and the emperor sued.

Wen Xuan walked so quickly that the emperor was worried about the IOU problem and told Eunuch Li justice, "Give me the IOU quickly."

Eunuch Li smiled and said, "The IOU was written by the slave who saw the third young master, so there would be no problem."

However, I still opened the IOU and presented it to the emperor for review.

Just as soon as he opened it, Eunuch Li wanted to take back what he said.

Sure enough, my uncle knows my nephew.

Eunuch Li presented the IOU to the emperor for review.

After seeing this, the emperor was also full of black lines, but then he thought about it and laughed again.

Let’s talk about Wen Xuan, who took 10,000 taels out of the imperial study room, felt that he still had less money, but when he went back, he wanted to be scolded, so he had to leave the palace first.

After leaving the palace gate, he turned around and returned to the Duke Yu's mansion.

He remembered that he hadn't received monthly money for two years, and if he didn't receive it now, he wouldn't even think about it when he looked back.

Wen Xuan asked the manager to get monthly money and confused the manager. After all, he had not given the monthly bill to the third young master for two years, and the third young master never asked for it. Suddenly, the manager couldn't react for a while.

The manager said, "I don't know why the third young master has not received the monthly bill for two years. I have to ask the Duke."

Wen Xuan frowned for a moment and smiled angry, "I didn't expel me from my house. Should I agree with my monthly routine?"

he……

This word makes the manager's head tremble.

That's your real father.

The manager has always been smart, so he dare not give Wen Xuan the money casually. Then he will be scolded by himself and ask more questions without much effort.

The in charge of the business went to ask quickly, but Duke Yu was not in the study, so Mrs. Ping looked for him, and Duke Yu went to see Mrs. Ping.

I knew that Mrs. Ping didn't like Wen Xuan, and the person in charge was afraid of trouble and walked very quickly. I hope Duke Yu had not yet entered Mrs. Ping's yard.

But no matter how fast he walked, he was still one step late. He saw Duke Yu enter the yard from a distance.

Inside the house, Mrs. Ping was sitting there drinking tea. Duke Yu walked in and said, "What's the matter with my mother?"

Mrs. Ping looked at him and said, "Seeing the busyness of the sky, I have to send someone to invite you when I want to see you. If Chen'er's legs are fine, she can help you."

Duke Yu frowned and did not answer the conversation.

Mrs. Ping said, "Have you not found Dr. Ning yet?"

Duke Yu shook his head, "Not yet."

Mrs. Ping said a little unhappy, "Doctor Ning was brought to treat Mr. Zhang by Mr. Zhang. Could it be that Mr. Zhang didn't know where Doctor Ning was, or did Mr. Zhang have any idea of ​​inheriting the title of Duke Yu's Mansion?!"

This is a tactful statement, but it is only just that Mrs. Zhang has selfish intentions and hopes that Wen Xuan will be appointed as the prince of Yu.

Duke Yu had only two sons, and Wen Xuan could not stand up, so he could only inherit the title.

After all, Duke Yu is not only a title, but also the military power in his hands. A person who can only be with a wheelchair all day cannot go to the battlefield.

Compared with military power, Duke Yu's title is nothing.

Mrs. Ping was angry in her words, and Duke Yu couldn't relax his eyebrows, "Old Mrs. Zhang is not that kind of person, why should my mother judge a gentleman's a villain?"

Her villain's heart?!

When his son contradicted him like this, Mrs. Ping felt a loss of light and became angry, "Zeng'er is your son. He has been in a wheelchair for two years. Don't you, a father, feel sorry for you?!"

Because of anger and excitement, Mrs. Ping's body was trembling.

The maids and mothers dared not listen.

Since the second young master fell off the horse and broke his leg, Mrs. Ping's temper has become bigger and bigger, so old that even those who are servants can't stand it. The second young master is the old lady's relative's grandson, but the Duke of the State is also the second young master's father. The Duke of the State will not care less about the Second Young Master than her.

Why did she hurt the prince’s heart with such words?

Duke Yu's forehead trembled for a moment, and he said in a chill, "Does I like to watch my son in a wheelchair in my mother's eyes?"

Mrs. Ping knew that she had made a mistake, but she asked her to admit her mistake. She couldn't do it. She said, "I just like Zier to stand up as soon as possible. I can't stand him up!"

"He likes Princess Tan Xi. I originally thought that getting married would make him feel better, but what's the result?!"

Duke Yu couldn't bear to listen and said, "There are still important things in the army, so I'll go to the military camp first."

It’s not that Xuan’er doesn’t want to go back to the mansion. Even he doesn’t want to stay for a moment in such a Duke’s mansion.

Duke Yu was about to turn around and leave. At this time, the maid came in and said, "Old lady, Manager Zhao is outside the door. If you have any questions, please look for Duke."

The maid next to him leaned over and whispered a few words. A sneer flashed in Mrs. Ping's eyes, "What's the matter that I can't listen to?!"

"Let him in!"

The maid quits, and then Manager Zhao comes in.

Manager Zhao saw that Mrs. Ping’s face was not good, but the front yard was not hidden from Mrs. Ping’s eyes. He said truthfully, “The Third Young Master has not received monthly money for two years, so he comes back to get it….”

Before Manager Zhao finished speaking, Duke Yu frowned and interrupted him, "Don't worry about him."

Mrs. Ping's words came to her lips. Duke Yu didn't say anything, so she swallowed the words. She didn't stay at home all day. When she came back, she just took money and treated Duke Yu's mansion as if it was?!

He didn't have money and was so swollen that he was so competitive with others. He donated 20,000 taels of jade pendant!

Duke Yu said he would not give it to him, so Manager Zhao stepped down.

Wen Xuan was drinking tea in the flower hall of the outer courtyard. When he saw Manager Zhao coming in, he put down the teacup and stood up.

He left directly, Manager Zhao looked at him, "The Third Young Master..."

Wen Xuan raised his hand and interrupted him, "No need to say it, you will know it by your expression."

Wenxian lifted his foot and left.

Duke Yu did not stay with Mrs. Ping for too long. He went to the front yard and asked the servant, "Where is Xuan'er?"

"The third young master has left," the servant replied hurriedly.

Duke Yu's face suddenly stretched.

As a father, he saw his son last time that his son was hit on the street and vomited blood and fainted. He cursed him in front of the sickbed, but never saw him again.

Is there anyone who is a son like this?!

Duke Yu returned to the study angrily. As soon as he sat down, Duke Li took the IOU to claim the debt.

Um.

Wen Xuan wrote an IOU, the borrower’s name is the name of his own father—

Wen Hao.
Chapter completed!
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