Only then did Han Youning realize that Mrs. Han's words were not so clever sometimes, especially when she was in a hurry.

Perhaps the reason why everyone is so supportive of her is because of the power of Duke Dingguo. And from beginning to end, the only person the old lady has deceived is Han Jun, Duke of Dingguo.

Han Qingwan's words made up for the old lady's flaws, but unfortunately she herself revealed another flaw in her words.

Han Youning smiled softly and said, "Old Madam, you are worrying too much. One stone of rice currently costs two taels of silver. Two thousand taels of silver can buy one thousand stone of grain, which can feed 200,000 soldiers. How can we not afford to spend money?"

As for the cousin who is worried about the long distance and the expense, one hundred and thirty-six taels for water and land transportation is enough. Except for the clerk who has to work harder, it will not cause any trouble to anyone. I wonder how much money is too much in the eyes of my cousin.

Woolen cloth?"

Zhao Xiang'er looked at Han Qingwan as if she were watching a good show, "Miss Han is very talkative, and she doesn't care about more than two thousand taels of silver. It seems that you are not as shabby as you appear. Yes, you are just a mother-in-law.

, it’s easily three hundred taels of silver.”

Han Qingwan's face turned red, and she stepped forward to hold Zhao Xiang'er's hand and explain, "Xiang'er, I just think it's more convenient to get together, and there's no other intention."

She had never been short of money since she was a child, but she was subconsciously indifferent to money. Her mother's property had a lot of profits, and her outfit often cost two to three thousand taels of silver, so she never thought that two thousand taels of silver was such a great amount.

Just now I was only thinking about reversing the situation, but in my hurry I forgot to think carefully.

Zhao Xiang'er took out her hand in disgust, looked at her sideways, and showed a wicked smile, "Put them together and give them to each other? They won't become yours in the end, right?"

Lu Lin nodded with deep understanding, "Girl Xiang is worried for a reason. You are so smart for once."

Zhao Xiang'er glared at him fiercely.

The young ladies and gentlemen laughed knowingly, it was indeed possible. Even the chrysanthemums could be taken for themselves, let alone the free money?

Han Qingwan pinched her palms with her nails to force herself to stay calm.

There was a surge of anger and hatred in her heart. All the embarrassment in her life happened today, and all of this came from Chen Youning!

She smiled gently and said, "Xiang'er is joking."

She refused to say more and just wanted to stop the topic.

Mr. Wen looked at Han Qingwan coldly. He didn't have the slightest fondness for these people who ate the flesh and blood of the Duke of the State. The Duke of Pian Guo didn't understand the private affairs of the back house, and couldn't see that people's hearts were not ancient. He was a servant, after all.

I can't just talk about my speculations confidently.

He said unceremoniously, "My cousin is very fond of the frontier soldiers, but for some reason it changed from the eldest lady's mouth."

He patted his stump of the leg heavily and said, "If I could have had a full meal before the war, this leg would not have been broken. There are so many comrades who would not have died on the battlefield."

Han Qingwan didn't expect that with just a few words, she would find herself in a whirlpool, unable to get out.

Everyone is turning towards Chen Youning, and everyone is targeting her.

Her eyes were red and her face was full of grievances, "Manager Wen is so aggressive and misunderstands my meaning, how can I give up? I am not as wealthy as my cousin who was born as a merchant, but I also care about the soldiers on the frontier, and I am not willing to give up on this.

The jewelry in my dowry is also worth some silver, so I exchanged it for silver and gave it to Manager Wen. I will give you three thousand taels of silver, are you satisfied?"

Han Youning couldn't help but admire that Han Qingwan was not only good at pretending to be gentle, courteous and thrifty, but she was also good at pretending to be aggrieved and creating an image of being persecuted.

These words not only implicitly criticized Han Youning's humble background, but also brought down Manager Wen, shaping him into a vicious slave who oppressed his master.

She considered that Manager Wen was a martial artist after all and would inevitably suffer from his reputation, so she was about to offer her words to help him, but she didn't expect that Manager Wen was more capable than she thought.

Manager Wen chuckled, the scars on his face were twisted and horrifying, and he had a fierce look on his face, "Young lady can give you money if you want, why do you have to drag your cousin to step on me? It's like you're being forced."

Since you don't want to be second to others, I'm afraid three thousand taels of silver won't be enough."

Han Qingwan couldn't help but take a step back, holding on to the pavilion pillar behind her, "If Manager Wen is too little, then give me some money. Anyway, all this money is for uncle and the soldiers, even if I sell out all the jewelry

I also want you to be satisfied with the jewelry."

Manager Wen sneered, "Since the eldest lady insists on competing, I have no choice but to break my promise to my cousin."

He bowed towards Han Youning, cupped his fists and saluted, and said respectfully, "My cousin doesn't want others to know about her good deeds. However, due to the current situation, I have to break my promise due to my humble position. Please forgive me, my cousin."

Han Youning smiled slightly, "Manager Wen doesn't need to apologize. He doesn't stick to trivial matters when doing big things. Whether you say it or not, it doesn't matter."

Manager Wen bowed again and said, "What my cousin said is that I am too rigid due to my humble position."

Manager Wen's respect was dazzling to several "masters" in the Duke's Mansion. They had only seen him be so respectful to Han Jun, Duke of Ding. They thought it was because of his temperament, so they forgave him for his unreasonableness. But

Now, he is so respectful to Chen Youning, a cousin, that he really can't tell who is his master!

Manager Wen straightened up, looked around, and raised his voice and said, "In addition to the two thousand taels for the chrysanthemums, my cousin also gave me another fifty thousand taels. Miss, can you afford it?"

Han Qingwan slumped and leaned against the pavilion pillar, speechless.

Fifty thousand taels, Chen Youning is crazy! For the sake of a good reputation, would she pay so much money?

There was a loud noise inside and outside the pavilion, and everyone looked at Han Youning with a childish face in shock, more than 50,000 taels of silver!

This cousin is so bold!

How many people in the entire capital can afford fifty thousand taels of silver? Even if they could, no one would be willing to part with it, right?

Zhao Xiang'er walked to Han Qingwan with a smile, "How much money does Miss Han plan to pay?"

Han Qingwan's lips trembled, but she didn't dare to make any more promises no matter what.

All she can control is her wealth, but even if she sells all of her wealth, she may not be able to collect 50,000 taels of silver. Even if she can raise it, she is afraid that someone will question the origin of their second wife's money.

If this makes uncle suspicious, everything will be over.

Little Wen came over to help her daughter out, "Wan'er, you kid is always unwilling to admit defeat in this kind of thing. This kind of thing all depends on everyone's own opinions, there is no comparison."

Han Qingwan whispered, "My daughter is reckless."

Zhao Xiang'er rolled her eyes and said, "It's really boring."

As he spoke, he walked outside the pavilion.

She picked a chrysanthemum that seemed to be delicious, secretly picked off a few petals, put it in her mouth and chewed it, then turned to look at Han Youning in confusion. There was nothing delicious about it either.

Princess Chengjun glanced at Han Qingwan lightly, "Is it so difficult to admit that others have done good things?"

Such a light word sent Han Qingwan into a bottomless ice cellar, making her despair and chilling to the bone.

The good image she had managed for more than ten years was suddenly destroyed.

Humiliation, jealousy, resentment, and despair filled her heart, making her feel ferocious.

She originally had too much, so she could be tolerant and calm. Even if it was a show, she was really kind and tolerant to the people around her. But now, the praise and attention that she values ​​​​suddenly

The loss fell on the person she despised the most.

She no longer had the calmness she had before, and could no longer be tolerant. She just wanted to destroy it all and make everyone suffer a miserable fate!

Han Qingwan could no longer conceal her good demeanor, and there was a hint of anger in her eyes as she looked at Han Youning fiercely.

Han Youjing looked at Han Qingwan quietly, with the corners of his lips slightly raised. What does it feel like to lose something you care about?

When you trample on others, have you ever thought about the time when you were trampled under others' feet?

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