The Peasant Girl’s Concubine’s Name Moves the World

Everyone immediately looked at the person in the first room of the big room, and then looked at the person in the Wang family's room, their eyes were very complicated.

Zhu Shi's face was extremely ugly in an instant, and it was as disgusting as eating flies by the eyes of the villagers!

Wen Jiafu was anxious and angry in his heart. What does the fourth child mean, knowing that their family is going to worship their ancestors today to be incense sticks, and they are dressed so gorgeously, are they deliberately trying to steal his limelight?

Guo Qianni is the most knowledgeable: "The cloak worn by the fourth uncle's family should be given by the seventeenth son."

Such fine furs, even in the capital, few people can wear them.

There are also fabrics for cloaks, but woven gold cloud brocade, which is exclusively used by nobles in the palace. The annual output is very small, and only some important officials are occasionally rewarded by the emperor.

It can be said that only the real Tianhuang nobles can afford to wear it!

Wen Yu is the most unwilling to accept the truth!

She couldn't accept the person she thought she looked down on, so she pressed her head down!

Thinking of what Guo Qianni had inquired about from Wen Ran, she snorted: "Bah, what's so great, maybe it's picking up other people's second-hand goods! Is it normal to be a cook for others and the master to reward the old clothes? No matter how beautiful you dress, you are still a servant, so what are you showing off! It's just to get a face in front of the master!"

Yongfu's daughter-in-law said in surprise: "What servant?"

Wen Yu: "Don't you know? A nobleman from the Seventeenth Master came that day, and the fourth uncle's family helped their family cook, so they came to show their respect! This is what Wen Ran said personally!"

"No way! Who would give such a generous gift to the helpers at home? Besides, the prefect is also here!" Someone disagreed. The one he gave was a jade bed!

"What kind of gift is that, in the eyes of rich people, it's just a drop in the bucket! The prefect is because they did him a favor, and they gave such a generous gift, obviously wanting to repay the kindness, and have nothing to do in the future! So as not to be entangled by others !"

The villagers vaguely felt that Wen Yu was wrong, but could not find any other reason.

"Pfft!" Wen Nuan couldn't help laughing.

Wen Yu's face froze: "Why are you smiling?"

Wen Nuan looked at Wen Yu with a smile but a smile, and looked at her with a straight chest and a confident look.

This self-deception, righteous ignorance, is really funny!

He actually took Wen Ran's words for fooling them seriously!

Please keep it up!

She silently admired her self-righteousness by the side!

Wen Yu was looked at like an idiot by the warmth, and she felt uncomfortable. Just as she was about to say something, Xiao Zhu held her back: "Mother, can I have incense?"

When Zhu Shi heard this, he laughed! She looked at the village chief and said with a smile, "Village chief, can you start offering incense? Who will be offering incense this year?"

"Sister Wan was selected for the Qianqiu Banquet. This is a great honor. Naturally, it is the wealth of the family who will be the pillar of incense."

Mrs. Zhu looked at Mrs. Wang: "Eldest sister, I heard that the village chief went to the patriarch and said that he wanted you to be incense sticks this year. You are so dignified and gorgeous today, does your family want to be incense sticks? Let Jiafu give Jiarui! Anyway, our family goes every year, it's not bad this year!"

After Zhu Shi finished speaking, he covered his mouth with a handkerchief and sneered.

What if Wang's clothes were so gorgeous on purpose to press him down?

Only his son and grandson are eligible for the incense stick!

The Zhu family had heard that the village chief had previously said to several clan elders that he wanted Wen Jiarui to be a pillar of incense this year, but he was opposed by several clan elders!

It must be that Wang's family took advantage of the good relationship between his family and the village chief's family to deliberately pull the relationship and let the village chief speak for them!

It's a pity that, depending on the relationship, she can't compare to her children and grandchildren's ability!

The patriarch's eyes are not blind. Who is really capable and can bring glory to the village, don't they know?

Want to be incense sticks, dream!

Wang Shi rolled her eyes at her and said lightly, "You don't have to let me."

Zhu Shi wanted to say something.

He said warmly and suddenly, "Feng An, He Ping."

Their family is going to be incense sticks today, she sees who dares to stop it!

Feng An and He Ping came up immediately: "Master, where are these sacrifices?"

Wen Jiarui pointed to a large long table in the middle of the ancestral hall: "Put it under the table first, and I'll set it up."

Zhu Shi's face stiffened.

What the hell is my lord?

The villagers also looked at Wen Jiarui in surprise.

Why are these two people called Mr. Wen Jiarui?

Wen Jiafu looked at He Ping and Feng An, and said with a serious face: "Who are you, the Wen family sacrifices their ancestors, are these sacrifices that you outsiders can touch? Isn't this disrespectful to the ancestors?"

"We are the master's housekeeper, and it is our responsibility to take care of all the affairs of the master's family!"

Wen Jiafu: "What's in charge?"

Wen Jiafu suspected that he had heard it wrong.

Feng An: "That is, we are the ones who bought it from the master and are responsible for helping to manage all the affairs of the mansion."

who bought it?

So they are the servants of Wen Jiarui's family?

Wen Jiarui's family actually bought a servant?

Oh my God!

The villagers were completely shocked!

They occasionally saw these two people always going in and out of Wen Jiarui's house before, they thought they were friends of Wen Jiarui, but they didn't expect they were servants!

The three brothers Wen Jiarui and Wen Chun began to open the food boxes and placed the sacrifices prepared in the food baskets on the long table one by one.

Wen Jiafu looked in disbelief: "Fourth, have you bought someone?"

His family didn't buy anyone, just hired a woman in the name of the restaurant to be responsible for cooking and laundry at home!

Wen Jiarui took a plate of offerings out of the food basket and put it on the table. He nodded and replied lightly, "Yeah."

Wen Jiafu looked at him bitterly: "Fourth, when did you become so vain? What do you have at home for others to take care of? You actually learned how to buy people?"

Also buy a butler! No, it's two stewards!

Is this for others to manage his acres of land?

Pretending to pretend that there is no kingly law!

"I'm running a restaurant, and I don't even have a manager in my family! Those who have a great career will need to be in charge, do you know that? Didn't you deliberately invite two people to pretend? I heard that you asked the village chief and said that you want to be the boss this year. Incense, so I specially invited two people to pretend! Stop pretending! Big brother will let you go to the top of the incense!"

With a warm smile, he looked at Wen Jiafu and said, "Uncle, it's strange for you to say this! If your family is not in charge, what does it have to do with my family? Could it be that if your family is not in charge, my family can't be in charge? And Touzhuxiang, if my father wants to join, he will still be in charge. It's not your turn, so why should you let it go?"

Wen Yu sneered after hearing this: "It's as if your father is the most qualified to be a top-ranking incense stick, but it's still not my father's turn? Why? Some people are arrogant! They have no respect!"

He said warmly and lightly, "Just rely on me!"

Wen Yu laughed outright this time: "Why are you? Are you the god of plague? It's time for your ancestors to cry!"

As soon as Wen Yu said this, some people couldn't help laughing out loud.

Plague God is a warm standard!

In the past, who did not know that warmth was the god of plague.

Wen Hou raised his fist: "Who are you talking about?"

Wen Chun looked at Wen Yu coldly: "I don't know what it is!"

Wen Xin looked angry: "Shut up! Who is the god of plague? Do you know who you are talking to?"

With so many people here, I can't believe they dare to do it! Wen Yu looked disdainful and provocatively said: "Who is she? Isn't she the god of plague? Could it be the princess, the county master, the county master, the village king, or the queen, the queen mother?"

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