Chapter 168 Rumors arose
Wen Mingqian knew that this person's identity was entirely based on inference.
The clothes he wore were not bad, but his hands were very rough, especially the mouth of the tiger's mouth and the palms of his hands were covered with calluses. Only people who were farmers or soldiers would have such calluses.
On his feet, he wears boots made of first-layer cowhide. Although these boots are strong and wear-resistant, they are very heavy and are not liked by farmers. Only those in the army love them most.
Moreover, he had a fishy smell unique to people who eat beef and mutton all year round. People in the mainland would not be like this, only the border troops would be like this.
But Wen Mingqian didn't answer his question. She couldn't let this person lead her, so she asked: "Why do you think I'm eavesdropping? This is a tea house open to welcome guests. You can come, and so can I. You Isn’t it ridiculous to ask?”
"You are very sharp-tongued," the man smiled. His skin was rough and dark, but his teeth were white and neat. "You'd better..."
Before he finished speaking, someone else came upstairs.
"Ming Qian..." Mrs. Fang looked over and called Wen Mingqian, "I made an appointment with you, but I came late."
"I just arrived," Wen Mingqian took advantage of the situation and stood up, "The bracelets were scattered, I was looking for them!"
The man heard the conversation between the two and knew that Wen Mingqian was not eavesdropping, but he still warned in a low voice: "You'd better not hear anything."
After saying that, he returned to the private room.
Wen Mingqian quickly took out the last bead and walked to Fang's side.
"Are you okay? Who is that person?" Fang grabbed Wen Mingqian and asked softly.
"It's really unlucky. I went to pick up beads just now, and that person thought I was eavesdropping and didn't know what they were doing," Wen Mingqian said.
"Don't take it to heart," Fang said with a smile, "I don't know where the rough guy came from, he just thought he met a dog."
Wen Mingqian was amused by her and laughed.
The two people entered the private room and sat down.
Mrs. Fang said: "Actually, I have wanted to meet you for a long time. It's just that there are many things at home. Don't get separated from us just because you left the Gong family."
"How could it be?" Wen Mingqian said, "Our good friendship is not because of our birth."
After talking to Mrs. Fang for a long time and leaving the ointments and ointments he made for them, Wen Mingqian separated from her.
After we returned, it started to snow in the evening, and it didn't stop until the next morning.
The weather is getting colder and colder. If nothing happens, Wen Mingqian and his servants will not leave the nunnery.
While doing needlework and perfume in the house, Wen Mingqian discovered that Sun Aoshuang was a very smart girl, especially interested in playing chess.
Wen Mingqian taught her carefully, and soon she was able to play chess with him.
"I don't know if it's because of the cold weather, but there aren't any pilgrims in the nunnery." At dusk, Sang Er came in from outside, shaking his head and saying, "How will the masters survive the winter like this?"
"You can take a look later. If there is a shortage of rice, noodles, charcoal, etc., we can pay for some." Wen Mingqian said, "You can always survive the winter. It will be better when spring comes."
"I think so too. Masters can't spend this winter hungry and cold!" Sang Er said, "Besides, we don't need this little money."
There are only a dozen nuns in Wuqiu Nunnery, and they all practice vegetarian food, so it really doesn't cost much money.
Just as he was talking, he heard the sound of footsteps outside, and Sang Er said with a smile: "When I heard it, it was Zhao Pokung, Sister Zhao, who was here." Zhao Pokung had not been here since he rescued Cui Baozhu last time.
During this period, Wen Mingqian sent Sang Er to visit her once. She caught a cold for a few days, but it didn't matter. After taking the medicine given by Master Jing'an, plus the money and food given by Wen Mingqian and others, he recovered quickly.
Aoshuang opened the curtain, and Zhao Pokuang walked in with a cold air.
"It's so cold, Sister Zhao, why don't you wear thicker clothes?" Sang Er handed her a cup of hot tea.
"It's only been a few months, and we're still far away from the ninth month!" Zhao Pokuang didn't care at all. She sat on the small stool next to the carbon basin and drank the tea in two gulps. "Not to mention that I have a fire in my stomach! I don’t feel cold.”
"What's wrong?" Wen Mingqian asked, "Did you encounter something unpleasant?"
"I don't know what happened to the lady who lost her heart and lungs," Zhao Pokung said angrily, "I was walking on the street and heard a lot of people talking about it. I couldn't get angry, so I had a big quarrel with them."
Wen Mingqian and the others hadn't been out on the streets in the past few days, so they didn't notice.
"What did they say about me?" Wen Mingqian was not flustered. He had to ask questions clearly before talking about anything.
"They said that the lady had bad intentions. She came out of the Gong family and lived here just to seduce people, just like that...that temptress named Chen." Zhao Pokuang became more and more angry as he spoke, "They also said that Miss Sang is Daji. Reborn, dedicated to bewitching men.”
"Who did this?" Sang Er stared, "Which of his eyes saw me deceiving people?"
"I know you ladies, you are definitely not who they say you are, so I started to quarrel with them." Zhao Pokuang said, "But I only have one mouth and I can't argue even if I don't eat or sleep! ”
"Sister Zhao, thank you for your willingness to defend me, but you don't have to get angry over these false rumors." Wen Mingqian said, "Let's do this! You and Aoshuang go to the streets to run errands for me and buy some rice, noodles and charcoal for the nunnery. Come back.”
Saying this, he asked Sang Er to get money for them.
After they left, Sang Er asked: "Auntie, what are we going to do? Are we really letting rumors spread?"
"Of course not," Wen Mingqian said, "This matter must have been caused by the Fengxian Hou Mansion and the Cui family. If you want to eliminate the rumors, you have to pull out all the firepower."
"Yes, it must be them. They can't ask for me. In addition, Miss Cui became a monk before, so they took the blame on us." Sang Er resented, "It's really nonsense and confusing right and wrong."
"If you can't hide things like right and wrong, you have to be ruthless, otherwise how can you clean it up?" After Wen Mingqian finished speaking, he picked up a pen and wrote a note, folded it and handed it to Sang Er: "Give this to Zhu while it's dark. Send it to me, sir.”
Sang Er took the letter and went out. She didn't go far when she met her uncle Sang Sanyang.
"Where are you going? Have you heard the rumors on the street?" Sang Sanyang asked her.
"Have you heard about it too?" Sang Er asked her.
"I wasn't in the capital a few days ago, and I heard about it just after I came back today." Sang Sanyang was very anxious, "Rumors are the most terrifying thing, especially when they target women. If it doesn't work, you should leave the capital and hide first."
"How long can we hide? The more we hide, the more people will think we are guilty?" San Er said, "If you have money on you, give me some, and you don't have to worry about the rest."
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"You kid, you don't know anything about it. You don't know how powerful those rumors are." Sang Sanyang lectured his niece.
"Okay, stop being so nagging." Sang Er said impatiently, "You are no longer afraid of rumors when you steal someone."
The words almost choked Sangyang to death. He pointed at Sang Er with a red face and couldn't say a word.
Sang Er ignored him and went straight to his belt to pull off his money bag. He bumped it in his hand and put it in his arms: "If you have time to worry about us, why not think about your own affairs."
After saying that, he walked away.