Be Careful General's Wife!

Lin Qiuying suffered a hundred boards. She was much weaker because she was hiding in Tibet. After the board, she started a high fever. She didn't go through that night.

After hearing that she was dead, Liu said that she deserved more than her death.

In Cuiyu Pavilion, song Ziyu has just finished copying the filial piety Sutra and is rubbing her wrist. Cui'er comes in with tea.

"Miss, I heard from the people in the mansion that Mrs. Lin died in prison."

Song Ziyu shook her head and said, "I really didn't expect that Mrs. Lin was so bad that heaven couldn't wait to take her life!"

She also knew yesterday that her mother was pushed into the water by Mrs. Lin. As soon as she entered the mansion, she would kill her mother's life.

It's said that Mrs. Lin recognized her in the hall yesterday. She was the one who designed to harm her together with Zhou Yu and Hongyu. Although she had known for a long time that Mrs. Lin had done it, she was angry and frightened when she thought about it again.

Cui'er nodded her head and said, "at the beginning, Mrs. Lin and Mrs. Lin were so kind to the young lady! Who could have thought that they were so bad behind their backs that they were harming the lady, the young lady and the young master. "

Song Ziyu did not speak, but remembered that the two niangs and mother Lin had been kind to her before, and there was something cold behind her.

Mother Deng picked up her tea cup, blew the tea floating on it, drank it, and then said, "some good things are poison wrapped with honey. It's sweet to eat. When you react to it, it's already deep poisoning. The poison may not kill you, but it can blind your eyes and damage your mind What she said was song Ziyu. Song Ziyu was poisoned by the master and servant of the Lin family, and there is still some poison left.

"Mammy is right." Cui Er nodded with approval.

"The more women there are in the back house, the more fighting and more pickling. Only their own parents are really good to their children. "

Although song Ziyu had no words, she was secretly thinking about what mother Deng said. Thinking of the past treatment of her parents, she felt a little embarrassed.

Mother Deng glanced at her and grinned.

On September 20, Zhiqiu came to the government to send account books and the money he had earned in the past two months.

The sum of silver and silver is as much as 200000 taels.

Shen Wan asked housekeeper Yun to move the two boxes of silver directly into the warehouse of Gongzhong, and then looked at the account books sent by Zhiqiu.

When she was looking at the account book, Zhiqiu said: "these days, some merchants from Xiling came to Chuang Tzu and wanted to buy our chili oil and pickles in large quantities. Zhiqiu didn't know whether to sell them or not." After all, they only do business with Nanyue. Can they do business in other countries? I didn't ask my wife, and she couldn't make her own decisions.

Shen Wan closed the account book, looked at Zhiqiu and said with a smile, "why don't you do business?" In her view, no matter what country the other side is, as long as the business is honest and trustworthy, the business can be done.

"At this price..." Nanyue signed a trade agreement for Dongchen, and all the people who came to get the goods were Huang merchants, so they were given some preferential treatment in terms of price.

Shen Wan thought for a moment and said, "sell them at the price of domestic merchants."

"Good."

Then Zhiqiu was silent for a moment, and then he said, "the orders today are all scheduled for next spring. Whether it's pickles or chili oil, the supply is in short supply. Should madam consider recruiting more people and building several factories?"

Shen Wan thought for a while, nodded her head and said, "it's time to expand production. You can look around the villa and see where it's suitable to build two more factories."

Although she knows that rarity is the most important thing, if there is more production and there are everywhere, the price will naturally come down. But she decided to expand production. At first, in order to get more money as soon as possible, she let pickles and chili oil go high-end. But her ultimate goal is to make kimchi and chili oil affordable. Moreover, with the expansion of production, more jobs can be created.

"That lady..."

"Any questions?" Shen Wan looks at Zhiqiu and asks.

Zhiqiu gradually blushed, and she was very embarrassed to say, "on the first day of next month, Lu Zhangfang and I plan to make a simple wine in his house. At that time, we hope that madam can come and have a wedding banquet."

"What?" Wedding reception? What kind of wedding wine to drink?

Qiuju came into the room with the soup and said with a smile, "Zhiqiu is to invite you to drink her wedding banquet with Lu Zhangfang at the beginning of next month."

Just now I knew that autumn had already told her about it in the kitchen and asked her to go with her wife.

Zhiqiu was so ashamed that she lowered her head and was quite different from the calm and resolute she had been in the past.

Shen Wan asked Zhiqiu with a smile: "you and Wenzhi's father Are you all right? "

"Well." Zhiqiu nodded. She and Wenzhi's father have been well for some time. She didn't know how she fell in love with Lu Wenqin. Anyway, when she found out that she had him in her heart, she had been paying attention to him all the time. She could not help but pay attention to their father and son's life, and always wanted to help them.Two months ago, she accidentally sprained her foot. He was very nervous and carried himself back to the villa. She asked him if he had himself in mind? And show their own mind. But he ran away, hiding for three days, holding a pair of silver bracelets to her, said, "if you don't think I'm a lame man with a ruined face and a child, I'll do everything I can for you for the rest of my life."

Then they were OK and told Wen Zhi, who agreed that they were together. A few days ago, they decided that on the first day of the next month, they would simply set up two tables of wine in his house, and they would be married.

"That's a good thing." Shen Wan really didn't expect that Lu Wenqin would be able to get along with Zhiqiu. However, both of them are very good people and very well matched. Shen Wan is very happy for them.

"Qiuju, look, people know that Qiu and Wen Qin are still acquainted with later. They all come to you and arbor."

Zhiqiu and Qiuju both blushed. They looked at each other and laughed.

Zhiqiu said: "Qiuju and Qiao Xiaowei's good days are coming. Don't forget to invite us to have a wedding reception."

Autumn chrysanthemum big square way: "certainly can't do without your drink."

"Is the wedding reception to be held at Wen Chin's house?" Shen Wan looks at Zhiqiu and asks.

"Mm-hmm." Zhiqiu nodded.

Shen Wan frowned and said, "it's a great pleasure for you to get married. You should do something big. I'm afraid the Wenqin family is a little small, right? It's better to do it in the villa! Invite all the employees in the factory and have a good time. "

Zhiqiu shook his head and said, "no, I have discussed with brother Lu, so we simply invite two tables of guests to have a wedding reception at home. We'd like to pay a visit to the hall. We don't want to make a big deal."

"It's very unfair to you like this." Although Lu Wenqin was married for the second time, she was married for the first time! Such a big day, for her can only once in her life, such a simple operation, also too wronged her.

Zhiqiu shook his head and said, "no injustice, the elder sister and Wen Qin have not made great efforts to get married, and they have not enjoyed much happiness. How can we do so now?" They decided to do it simply, which was also a kind of respect for Lu Wenqin's dead wife. Moreover, Lu Wenqin felt sorry for his dead wife when he remarried.

Shen Wan shrugged his shoulders and said with a smile, "OK! Since you have discussed it, I will not say anything. I wish you happiness. "

After Zhiqiu left, Shen Wan began to think about what wedding gifts to give them.

Thinking about it, she decided to give them a house. Lu Wenqin's home must be very small. In the future, he and Zhiqiu will also have their own children. The house is too small to live in.

In the dead of night, Shen Wan lies on the couch and tells Song Heng about Lu Wenqin and Zhiqiu.

"I didn't expect that Zhiqiu would be with Lu Wenqin. Although Lu Wenqin was a widower with a child, he was good-natured and talented, and he was worthy of being educated. Zhiqiu is capable and intelligent, and will certainly treat Wenzhi well in the future. I'm really happy for them that they can come together

"If you have lovers, you should be happy for them." Song Heng's voice is low and magnetic. He spoke in Shen Wan's ear, which made her feel numb.

"However, they may feel a bit wrong. Lu Wenqin's dead wife did not intend to make a big fuss, but simply paid a visit to the hall and invited two tables to have a wedding reception. Although Zhiqiu doesn't feel aggrieved, I still feel aggrieved. " After that, she looked at Song Heng and asked, "do you think Lu Wenqin is sorry for his dead wife if he marries again?"

Although Zhiqiu didn't say so, she thought, more or less, there was this reason.

"Well..." Song Heng thought for a while and said, "life still needs to continue, or to live a good life."

Shen Wan frowned and said, "do you mean that the dead are dead, and the living are the most important?"

Song Heng did not say yes, but he did not deny it.

"Song Heng, if I die, will you fall in love with others and marry again?" Shen Wan looks at Song Heng and asks.

Song Heng thought it was a proposition.

"Don't say such unlucky words. You are the only one in my heart. I will never fall in love with others."

When Shen Wan listened to such a beautiful love talk, she was not moved. Instead, a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.