If possible, Mrs. Shang wouldn't bother to take care of it, but she is the mistress of the house, so she doesn't care if it looks bad.
"Sir, why can't you talk about something so openly that you have to get into such a big fight?"
Aunt Zhao threw herself next to the stool and looked at the dying Shang Jin. She didn't even dare to touch him. Magistrate Shang had beaten him through his pants, but now his pants were soaked with blood. You can imagine how serious it was.
Aunt Zhao's face was filled with tears, and she said, "Master, what did Jin'er do wrong? How can you bear to treat him like this!"
Mrs. Shang glanced at it, and she couldn't bear to look at it, so she looked at Magistrate Shang.
Magistrate Shang looked ugly.
Aunt Zhao said: "He is still so young. Even if he does something wrong, you can hit him and scold him, but you can't kill him! He is our son, sir, how can you not care about us?"
The love between husband and wife!"
Shang Jingxian, who came with her, glared at her when she heard this. What is the relationship between husband and wife? Then who does her mother, the royal wife, mean to her?
Mrs. Shang's expression remained unchanged. Over the years, has Aunt Zhao done enough things beyond her duties?
Magistrate Shang cursed: "If I hadn't considered him my biological son, I would have beaten him to death!"
Aunt Zhao seemed to be heartbroken by his words, and she burst into tears: "Master, if you really want to kill someone, just kill me and trade my life for Jin'er's life!"
"Ignorant woman! Do you know what he did?!"
Mrs. Shang also wanted to know what Shang Jin had done, which made Magistrate Shang furious.
"He went gambling again! At such a young age, he has a gambling habit!" Magistrate Shang thought of the demands made by King Qi's men and himself, and his face turned a little darker. "He owed a huge debt outside!"
Aunt Zhao: "The debt is huge...how much, I will pay it back, I will pay it back for my son!"
"Repay? How much money do you have to pay him back? Even if our whole family has to pay compensation, we can't afford it!"
How many should this be?
Even Mrs. Shang's expression changed. She didn't care who her husband favored, but what should belong to her two children could not be affected by others!
"Master, are you telling the truth? How much does he owe?"
Everyone in the room looked over, thinking, if the county magistrate and his family can't afford the compensation, can the monthly payments of their servants still be paid?
Magistrate Shang spoke quickly, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. He said, "Don't worry about this, I have already solved it."
Mrs. Shang frowned slightly. How could he handle such a large amount of money?
"Get a doctor to check his injuries and ground him. He will not be let out without my order!"
Magistrate Shang said a word and walked out in a hurry. He had to go to the Yamen, and it was already too late now.
Mrs. Shang stared at his back for a long time, always feeling something strange.
She looked back at Aunt Zhao, who was crying in mourning, and said, "Aunt Zhao, stop crying, let someone carry Sanlang in first..."
"How could I not cry when my son was beaten like this? If he were the eldest son, madam, could you be so calm?" Aunt Zhao's eyes were red, as if Mrs. Shang had said something outrageous and resentful.
Mrs. Shang's face turned cold and she sneered, "My Yuan'er doesn't know how to gamble, let alone owe huge debts."
Shang Jingxian: "That's right, my eldest brother devotes himself to learning, so he doesn't gamble!"
Aunt Zhao was speechless.
"Since Aunt Zhao doesn't need to take care of her, I won't be annoying. Jingxian, let's go."
"Um!"
Shang Jin was seriously injured, and he started to have a high fever that day. Later, he started talking nonsense. When Magistrate Shang saw him, he regretted that he shouldn't have beaten him so severely and asked him to cure him.
Shang Jin was also born with great fortune, and his fever turned to low grade the next day, but he only woke up three days later.
Aunt Zhao touched her son's pale face and said sadly: "Jin'er, how much do you owe?"
Shang Jin hesitated and couldn't speak. When asked by Aunt Zhao, he muttered: "One million..."
"Copper coins?" Aunt Zhao trembled her lips
ask.
Shang Jin shook his head and whispered: "One million taels of silver."
Aunt Zhao's last glimmer of hope was shattered.
"No wonder the master said that our whole family can't afford to pay..."
"Son, are you deceived by lard? How dare you owe so much money!"
Shang Jin was also aggrieved: "I originally only gambled 20 taels at the gambling house, but when I came out, someone said there was a more fun Guan Po, and they could lend me money for the first three games without having to pay them back, so I went.
.....Mom, you don’t know, what that man brought out were all priceless treasures!”.c
He had been winning the first few games, but then he lost.
In addition, there were people around him who kept saying that he would definitely win the next game. Shang Jin was an immature young man, and he lost his sense of control after a little temptation. By the time he came to his senses, he already owed one million taels.
.....
After hearing this, Aunt Zhao said angrily: "That person must have done it on purpose!"
Shang Jin patted the bed and shivered in pain: "It must be! Ouch——"
"Lie down quickly and don't move!"
When Magistrate Shang came to see Shang Jin, Aunt Zhao immediately said, "Master, Jin'er has been set up by someone. We have to find out who it is and we can't let him go!"
She originally thought that Magistrate Shang would feel sorry for Shang Jin after hearing this, but Magistrate Shang yelled angrily: "Shut up!"
"master?"
"Don't even think about investigating this matter. Anyway, I have solved it. Don't mention it again in the future."
After listening to the maid's story, Mrs. Shang's strange feeling became even stronger.
Why did the master act protectively towards that person?
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Shang Jingxian asked curiously.
Mrs. Shang smiled and said: "Nothing, why don't you read?"
Shang Jingxian said shyly: "I don't understand this sentence..."
Mrs. Shang took a look and said, "Let your elder brother come back later and let him tell you."
She only went to school for a few years. She was good at housekeeping, but really bad at academics.
Lingbao called Xie Wuyou, and the two of them went door to door to ask, is the fungus planting going well? Have you encountered any problems that you don't understand? If you have any questions, please come and ask us! We are very happy to help!
There was a villager who happened to have a little problem and wanted to ask but was too embarrassed to ask. This was really a sleepy day and he gave me a pillow!
When they left, the villagers grabbed a handful of fried beans for each of them. They were delicious and they were finished in a while.
"Hey, there is henna here!" Ling Bao was suddenly surprised.
"Henna? What is that?" I turned around and saw that it was impatiens.
"Hurry up, I want to pick it!"
The little girl found a big leaf, picked off the henna petals, kept them, and put them in her arms.
Xie Wuyang asked why he picked this, and it didn't look like he was going to enjoy the flowers.
"Dye your nails! Then your nails will be colored and they will look great!"
Can impatiens also dye nails?
Lingbao was in a hurry to dye his nails, and took Xie Wushu for a quick run around the village, and then hurried home.