"What on earth do you want to say?" Tong Jia asked with a vigilant look on her face, not knowing what the secret agent of the eighth prince's house had planned.
Wang Mo dusted off the old robe on his body and said calmly: "I didn't say anything, I was just a little curious about why there are so many beautiful women in the palace, and the fourth elder brother looks at Fujin so differently?"
"You don't have to worry about my affairs." Tong Jiashi replied coldly, with an ominous feeling in her heart, "If Mr. Wang is here just to say these things, then you can leave!"
Wang Mo looked at Mr. Tong Jia carefully, then he put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "It seems that Fujin is already very clear about the reason, which saves me a lot of trouble. In other words, I met the fourth elder brother who has always been obsessed with my direct descendant Fujin. If
If it had been someone else, I'm afraid Fujin would still be struggling for an unqualified position at this moment, and he wouldn't be able to enjoy the glory of today." When he said this, the smile on his face became deeper and deeper, "It's like being dripped by others.
Your kindness should be repaid with a spring of water, so that Fujin can have a future. Shouldn't you thank the person who pointed you to Prince Yong's Mansion today?"
Tong Jiashi looked at him steadily, and suddenly sneered: "You are not going to say that it was the Eighth Prince who pointed me to Prince Yong's Mansion, right? It is simply a joke, but it has been three years and my memory has not been blurred.
, which mansion we were assigned to in the past was the decision of the Imperial Concubine Yi, and had nothing to do with the Eighth Prince, so don’t talk nonsense here."
Wang Mo suppressed the smile on his face and said sternly: "Fu Jin only knows one thing but not the other. Originally, Concubine Yi wanted to send you to work in the house of the tenth prince, but it was the eighth prince who deliberately went to concubine Yang to change things."
It is because of Yi’s decree that you are allowed to come to Prince Yong’s Mansion.”
Such words, no matter how deep Tong Jia's mind is, he can't help but be surprised and confused. He always thought that everything he had today was a gift from God. He didn't expect that the eighth prince would be involved in it. But today, the eighth prince
Why did he specifically ask Wang Mo to tell him what he wanted? And why did he want to help him at that time?
Such doubts only lasted for a moment and then gave up. She had never been a person who wanted to get to the bottom of things. What's more, Wang Mo clearly had an intention to come to her this time. How could she be led by the nose? She stood up and said lightly: "
Then please ask Mr. Wang to thank Brother Eight for me. Someone..."
Before she could call someone to see off the guests, Wang Mo was the first to say: "The Eighth Prince has given Fujin such a great favor. Is it possible that Fujin just wants to cancel it out by saying 'thank you' in return?"
"Then what are you waiting for?" At this point, Tong Jiashi's voice finally turned cold.
Wang Mo didn't care, and smiled and said the real purpose of his visit, "The eighth prince hopes that Fujin will do something for him."
The next moment, sarcastic laughter sounded in his ears, "Mr. Wang is making a big joke. Not to mention whether Brother Eight has helped me, so what if he really has? Why should I do it for him?"
work?"
Wang Mo had already expected her answer like this. He picked up a grape soaked in well water and peeled it slowly: "What about Fu Congzhi? Is this name enough for Fujin to do things for the eighth prince?"
"How do you know this name?" When she heard this name that she had forgotten for a long time, Tong Jia was shocked and could no longer maintain her calmness.
Wang Mo slowly put the peeled grapes into his mouth, smacked his mouth and spit out a few small seeds, nodded and said: "It is a rose from the Western Regions. It should not have been more than two days since it was picked. In the capital,
It’s rare to taste such fresh grapes.”
Seeing that he didn't answer the question, Tong Jia walked up to him coldly and said word by word: "I ask you why you know this name?!"
Wang Mo clapped his hands and stood up. He was short and fat. Even if he stood up straight, he only reached the shoulders of Tong Jia, who was wearing flowerpot-soled shoes. There was a smile on his face that had never faded since he walked in. "Eight
Who can hide what my brother wants to know?" Without waiting for Tong Jia to answer, he said to himself: "Fu Congzhi is an actor in the Chaoyun Opera Troupe. Fujin met him at a theater, fell in love with him, and even made an appointment.
They eloped, but unfortunately they were discovered and brought back. After that, Fujin entered the palace as an official woman, and made an appointment with Fu Congzhi to be with him after he left the palace at the age of twenty-five..."
"That's enough!" Tong Jiashi suddenly interrupted him, her face was extremely ugly, and she said coldly: "Tell me, what does Eighth Prince want me to do?"
By now it was clear that Yinhu had already investigated her thoroughly, and it was precisely because he caught her weakness that he helped her.
Wang Mo was very satisfied with her answer, "Fu Jin is indeed a smart man. What Eighth Prince explained is very simple. Let me ask you, has a woman come to Prince Yong's residence from yesterday to now?"
Tong Jia thought for a moment and said, "Yes, a woman named Zheng came to the house."
"This woman is very important to the eighth prince, and the eighth prince wants you to try to take her out of the house." Wang Mo finally said the purpose of his visit today.
"You want me to betray Fourth Brother?" Speaking of this, Tong Jia didn't understand why, but she also became curious about Zheng's identity. This woman was brought into the house by Yinzhen himself, and now she is only a year old.
Days later, Eighth Prince came to find her again, and even sent people to threaten her. Who on earth was she...
Mrs. Zheng... Zheng? A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly thought of the recent incident that caused a storm in the city. With his eyes full of shock, he blurted out: "Is she Zheng Chunhua?"
Tong Jia's response was a burst of applause, and Wang Mo clapped his hands and said: "You are worthy of being the person that the eighth prince has chosen. As expected, it's clear at first glance. Yes, this is Zheng Chunhua. The eighth prince wants you to be here in three days."
Take her out of the gate of Prince Yong's Mansion, and when she gets outside, someone will naturally help you, and Fujin can retire with success."
"You put it lightly. Since Zheng Chunhua is so important and was brought back by the fourth master himself, she will inevitably be monitored by people at all times. What's more, she is not a three-year-old child. How can she be willing to follow me out of the house? You guys clearly know
You are trying to force others to do something difficult. Please reply to Eighth Brother, forgive me for my incompetence." Tong Jiashi flatly rejected Wang Mo's words. Zheng Chunhua may be nothing, but the things hidden behind Zheng Chunhua are by no means simple, otherwise Yinzhen and Yinzhen
The two brothers will not flock to each other.
A glimmer of light flashed in Wang Mo's small eyes hidden in the fat, "I advise Fujin to think clearly before answering, unless you want the fourth brother to know your ridiculous things in the past. Until then, Fujin wants to do it again
It’s too late to regret it.”
"You!" Tong Jia was furious. She knew Wang Mo was threatening her, but she could do nothing about it. Fu Congzhi was her Achilles' heel. Now that someone had pinched her, she couldn't even move. This was her head.