After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 11 The warehouse was emptied

"You, what are you talking about?!" Song Wenzhi's face turned green and white for a while, and the fingers pointing at her were trembling. "Why do I have such an unfilial daughter like you?!"

Song Jiuxi sneered, Song Wenzhi considered himself a scholar and did not bother to use foul language or hands.

He could only repeat these few sentences over and over when he was scolding people, and Song Jiuxi's ears felt calluses listening to them.

Song Wanwan hurriedly held Song Wenzhi's arm and said worriedly: "Dad, are you okay? Sister, how can you say such things about your father? As a child, it is extremely unfilial to talk about your parents."

After Song Wanwan finished speaking, she looked at Zhao Hongjun and saw Zhao Hongjun frowning slightly.

She immediately felt happy, and her gentle and filial heart must have left a good impression on His Royal Highness.

Lin Anyan also frowned, feeling more and more glad that he didn't marry Song Jiuxi.

What he wants to marry is a woman like Wan Wan, who has a beautiful heart and a pure heart.

"Father, you can't be angry because what I said is the truth." Song Jiuxi looked at Qiu Ting and said with a smile, "Before my mother passed away, Aunt Qiu was just a child raised by my father in the small courtyard on Changle Street.

In the outer room, Aunt Qiu knows better than me where my father's salary is spent, right?"

Song Wanwan immediately tightened her palms, feeling frightened in her heart.

How did Song Jiuxi know about this experience?

Nowadays, everyone knows that although her mother is a stepmother, she is the wife of Changping Hou Mingmin who is being married and brought in.

Song Wenzhi had an engagement with Qiu Ting in his hometown, but they were forced to separate during the war and married Jiang Jun, a woman from the world.

Qiu Ting was pregnant, but she silently raised her daughter alone.

Later, after Jiang Jun's death, Song Wenzhi returned to his hometown due to grief, only to find that Qiu Ting had been waiting for him, and he was moved to marry him into the house.

It was this story of unswerving determination that made people in the capital praise Qiu Ting so much.

If anyone knew that Song Wenzhi had raised Qiu Ting and his daughter in the capital before Jiang Jun's death, then Qiu Ting and her daughter would be labeled as outsiders.

In the Dayan Kingdom, the status of a concubine is lower than that of a concubine.

Once it becomes an outer chamber, it will not be able to be lifted up in the capital.

Qiu Ting cried and said: "Song Jiuxi, I am the man your father married and brought into the house. You can disrespect me, but how can you slander your father like this? Your father is clean and has never done anything against his conscience.

Otherwise, he would not have been appointed as the Crown Prince and Tutor by the Holy Emperor."

Song Jiuxi's eyes flashed, Qiu Ting was very smart, and moved out of the prince at this time.

For the sake of his own reputation, the prince would not let her say that.

Sure enough, Zhao Hongjun frowned and said: "Mrs. Yan, as far as I know, Taifu behaves upright. Mrs. Song was married by Taifu himself from Xiao County. Is there any evidence for what Mrs. Yan said?"

"Of course." Song Jiuxi changed her words, "But does father really want to check? The government's accounts from earlier years can be brought out to check. My father has been an official for so many years and not a single amount of money has been brought back to the government.

Or father can also ask the doctor at the medical clinic at the east end of Changle Street. Before my mother passed away, Aunt Qiu took Song Wanwan to see a doctor many times."

When Song Wanwan heard what Song Jiuxi said, she felt relieved.

She had already destroyed the records in that medical clinic, and she had even secretly dealt with the doctor who treated their mother and daughter.

As for the accounts of the house, they are now in the hands of her mother. Suffice to say, there are so many accounts that they won't be able to check them for a while.

I'll check again later. They've already finished their work.

But at this moment Song Wenzhi suddenly said: "Song Jiuxi, what do you want?"

Song Jiuxi chuckled in her heart. Although she had no evidence now, Song Wenzhi felt guilty and he didn't dare let anyone come to investigate.

Once it is found out, he, the noble and upright Marquis of Changping, and the Crown Prince and Tutor will cease to exist.

"This booklet in the hands of His Highness the Crown Prince was stamped by my mother from Jingzhao Yinli before her death. Every item on it was earned little by little by my mother's business.

Not a penny in this belongs to you, father. My mother kept it to make a dowry for me in the future. If father doesn’t believe it, you can take a look at the official seal of Jing Zhaoyin on it."

Zhao Hongjun said: "It is indeed the official seal of Jingzhao Yin."

Song Wenzhi looked ugly and stared at Song Jiuxi with cold eyes.

Song Jiuxi looked at him without any evasion. In the previous life, she had always swallowed her anger towards Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan for Song Wenzhi's recognition.

As soon as her mother passed away, her father carried Qiu Ting into the house.

I never cared how she, who was only eight years old, survived at the hands of this mother and daughter.

As long as Song Jiuxi resisted once, Song Wanwan would complain to Song Wenzhi, and Song Wenzhi would punish her without saying a word.

In his eyes, there was never a mother, nor did she exist as a daughter.

He, Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan are a real family.

In her last life, she was imprisoned in the Prince's Mansion, and only then did she find out that her mother had left a dowry for her, which was eventually passed off as Song Wanwan's dowry by Song Wenzhi.

In this life, Song Jiuxi will take away what belongs to him, and then fulfill their family and let them be together forever.

Song Wenzhi waved his sleeves and said angrily: "Song Jiuxi, take the things away."

"master!"

"Daddy!"

Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan were both anxious, but Song Wenzhi said angrily: "Let her take it! I, the Changping Marquis Mansion, still want this little thing from her."

Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan looked at each other with ugly expressions on their faces.

Since Qiu Ting took over the house, there has been no revenue. The shops left by Jiang Jun have suffered increasing losses in the hands of their mother and daughter.

The things Song Jiuxi moved were almost the most valuable things in the house.

Song Wenzhi never asked about the family's expenses, so he had no idea how big a fortune it was.

Just give it to Song Jiuxi?

Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan were both reluctant, but since His Highness the Crown Prince was here, they did not dare to say anything.

Song Wanwan also wanted to leave a good impression in the prince's mind and thought about marrying into the prince's palace in the future.

Song Jiuxi finished cleaning up the items, and then suddenly looked at Qiu Ting and Song Wanwan.

Qiu Ting looked at these gold and silver jewelry, her face twisted with distress.

Song Jiuxi walked up to her, and Qiu Ting's face was extremely angry: "Song Jiuxi, what else do you want to do?!"

"Is the jade bracelet on Aunt Qiu's hand part of my dowry? And..." Song Jiuxi's eyes turned and fell on Song Wanwan, "Sister, this hairpin should also be mine, right?

,His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Zhao Hongjun said in front of everyone that he would make the decision for Song Jiuxi, but now he looked at Song Jiuxi's behavior and felt that it was difficult to get off the horse.

Song Jiuxi almost emptied the Song Mansion's warehouse. When word spread, the Changping Marquis Mansion was embarrassed, and even he, the prince, was affected.

Zhao Hongjun lowered his face and said, "Mrs. Yan, enough is enough."

Song Jiuxi said coldly: "Aunt Qiu and my sister don't want to return it to me? Or are they reluctant to return it?"

Qiu Ting heard her say "Aunt Qiu" every time, and she almost broke her teeth with hatred.

Song Wanwan lowered her head, hiding the hatred in her eyes, and choked out: "Sister, I didn't expect you to hate me so much, I..."

Song Jiuxi interrupted coldly: "Song Wanwan, if you want bracelets and hairpins, you can buy them with money."

Song Wanwan's eyes were red with hatred. If the hairpin was pulled off her head in front of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Lin Anyan today, how would she behave in the future?

How can she still be a princess!

Song Jiuxi, this bitch, she should have killed her long ago!

Seeing Song Wanwan's eyes red, Lin Anyan said angrily: "Song Jiuxi, you are going too far! You can be so mean to the sisters in the house!"

"Young Master Lin hasn't even married my sister yet, and he's already taking care of the affairs of my Changping Marquis Mansion?"

"You..." Lin Anyan was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Song Jiuxi didn't even look at Lin Anyan. She raised her lips and asked with a smile: "If Aunt Qiu and my sister don't do anything, do you want me to do it myself?"

(End of chapter)