The concubines understood that it was not the young master who wanted to drive them away, but the new young mistress's idea.
"You are so jealous before you even enter the door. You can't tolerate others. What should you do if you get through the door?"
Lianpan said: "The clothes are not as good as the old ones and the new ones are not as good as the old ones. The young master is a rare family. Of course, it is the right thing to do. If you want to stay, begging the young master is useless. You have to go to the new young mistress."
"Which family does this young lady belong to?"
"I don't know that. You can go and find out."
The clever thing about Lian Pan is that he will not let himself fall into the facts. He gave them the idea. You can find out the information yourself. It is said that leaving half of it and half of it is most useful.
She deliberately spread the news, and soon the concubines knew that the new young lady was the third young lady of the Wen family and the cousin of Princess Jing.
In the past, Wen Yuan's marriage to Yuan Zixuan was really a high achievement, but it is different now. In addition, Wen Yao married into the royal family, a newly wealthy family in the capital, and Yuan Zixuan's bad reputation, which was offset by the two.
In fact, the two families can be said to be equally matched.
Such Wen Yuan made all the concubines panic and feel a little helpless.
I don't know who said, "Why don't we go and beg Miss Wen San? As long as she nods and is willing to keep us, the young master will definitely be obedient."
Everyone thought it was reasonable. The young master drove him away because of the third lady. If the third lady Wen was not jealous, wouldn't there be hope of staying?
No one noticed the sneer at the corner of Lian Pan's mouth. The more you hide it, the more I want to tear this layer of cloth apart to see who is more embarrassed.
The concubines have very simple requirements. They just want to stay and have no worries about food and clothing in the future. Although Yuan Zixuan has a bad reputation outside, he is still very generous to his own people. Not to mention how rich the concubines are, at least they don't have to worry about food and drink.
, there are people to take care of me, and my life is quite comfortable.
Wen Yuan didn't know that a disaster was coming, and was debating whether to apologize to her eldest sister. She shouldn't have said that to her eldest sister. She felt regretful and wanted to slap herself twice. How could she poke her heart?
How nice the eldest sister is to her is all for her own consideration. Wen Yuan is not ignorant, but just confused for a moment.
Before she could go out to Prince Jing's Mansion to find Wen Yao, the maid came in with a pale face and said, "Miss Third, no luck, something happened."
"What's going on? You're so scared. Is the sky falling?"
"It's more terrifying than the sky falling. It's Yuan Zixuan, and his concubines are here."
The sky is falling and there is still a tall man holding it up. Today, this matter is directed at the young lady.
"What do you mean? Please tell me clearly. Why did his concubine come to our house?"
Wen Yuan's face turned horribly pale. She didn't dare to think that her mother would be furious if she found out about this.
She also knew that her family would definitely not agree. No matter what Yuan Zixuan's identity and reputation were, if Wen Yuan picked up and married the man whom Wen Yao had divorced, her second wife could not afford to lose face.
So Wen Yuan tried every means to hide it, not daring to let anyone know.
The maid said: "Miss, why don't you hide? I don't know how the second wife will be angry?"
"Where to hide?"
Wen Yuan's eyes lit up, "Go find eldest sister, hurry up, prepare the carriage, and leave through the back door!"
At this time, only Wen Yao could save herself, and Wen Yuan fled decisively.
Wen Yao has not been in good spirits these past few days. She stays at home, reads medical books, and handles some trivial matters. She lives a leisurely life without thinking about any troubles. She wants to live for herself.
But there are always people who won't let her live a leisurely life. Wen Yuan was brought in directly by the maid, and the imperial concubine's mother-in-law must be entertained.
Wen Yao glanced at her lightly. What she said that day really made her sad. Wen Yuan felt that she was the kind of person who only cared about face.
"My cousin is here, sit down."
She didn't even call her by name, she just called her cousin. Wen Yuan knew that she was still angry. She had never been so cold.
Kneeling on the ground with a pop, Wen Yao was surprised: "What's going on? Let's talk if you have something to say."
"Sister, please save me. No one can save me except you."
"Speak clearly, what is going on?"
Wen Yao will not agree casually. If you do something, you have to bear the consequences. It is stupid to put your hope in others to save you.
Wen Yuan just cried, and the maid helped her and said: "It's Mr. Yuan's concubines who came to the door."
"Yuan Zixuan? Are they coming to find you?"
Wen Yao suddenly stood up, what a Yuan Zixuan, seeking death!
Wen Yuan already regretted it and hated Yuan Zixuan so much. She was sincere. In exchange for him treating her like this, was her previous tenderness all fake?
"Where are the people?"
The maid said: "They were kneeling at the gate of our house, saying that they were begging the third young lady to accept them and not drive them out of the house. After listening to a few words, the slave girl ran away with the third young lady. Eldest lady, please help our young lady.
Bar."
Wen Yao's face was cold: "You still think Yuan Zixuan is a good match, am I hurting you by advising you? Is it just for my face that I ignore your feelings?"
Wen Yuan was ashamed: "No, it's my fault. I already regret it. I was just confused and said something indiscriminately. Sister, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to blame you."
Wen Yao sighed: "Get up, escaping is not a problem, let's go back and take a look."
Now that something has happened, we must face it. If we can escape, the monk cannot escape from the temple, and the second aunt doesn't know anything. If she suddenly makes a fuss and is angry, it is Wen Yuan's unfilial piety, and the consequences will be more serious.
Wen Yao smelled a conspiracy from this incident. Without anyone in charge, how could these concubines dare to go to Wen's house and block the door?
I took a carriage back to Wen's house. This time I went directly to the gate. From a distance, I saw that the gate was surrounded by people, blocking the road.
Wen Yuan wanted to die. She didn't dare to think about what kind of reputation she would have after today. Could she still get married?
"What do the people in the mansion do? They blast them away!"
Wen Yao gave an order, and the guards of the palace drew out their long swords. With fierce looks, they first dispersed the spectators and then handled the rest behind closed doors.
Wen Yao and the two got off the carriage. A group of concubines on the ground looked up at her, showing a bit of fear. This is the eldest lady of the Wen family, the eldest concubine of Prince Jing's palace. Why is she here?
"I have met the Crown Princess, Crown Princess, I beg the Crown Princess to make the decision for us!"
Wen Yao didn't even look at them and ordered the guards: "Go to Dali Temple to report to the official. We are neither relatives nor friends. You dare to come to my Wen family to cause trouble. Who do you think my Wen family is?"
"Report to the official!?"
"Prince Concubine, you can't be like this. We are all poor people and just want a way to survive. You married well and are now a noble and decent man. How do you know our hardships?"
"You sent us to see the official, didn't you want us to die? You are so cruel. God, we just want to live, why are you forcing us?"
"If we don't go to see the official, whoever dares to pull us away, we will die here today!"
Wen Yuan's face turned pale and she was trembling with fear. These women were like evil spirits, each with their mouths trying to eat her alive. They were obviously the ones forcing her, so how could they be so reasonable?
[Author's digression]: Third update, please give me a banknote!