After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

As the sky brightened, Lord Lin couldn't help but leave and went to Zhou's house in person.

Then he saw Prince Ning kneeling outside the mansion gate, and he raised his eyebrows.

A servant welcomed him in. Lord Lin did not see the prince, only the grandson of Imperial Physician Zhou entertained him.

"Greetings, Lord Lin." Zhou Zijing saluted.

Lord Lin was not arrogant and simply waived the formalities.

"Last night was not peaceful. I wonder how His Highness is doing?"

"Your Highness the Crown Prince has been seriously injured." Zhou Zijing said something shocking with a heavy face.

Lord Lin's face turned pale. "How could it be? Is your life in danger? I will call all the doctors in the city to come here immediately."

Whenever something happened to the crown prince during his rule, he was the first to be held accountable.

"That's not necessary. Your Highness has your grandfather to take care of him." Zhou Zijing declined politely.

Lord Lin finally came back to his senses. Indeed, who in the entire Huai'an Prefecture could have the better medical skills than Imperial Physician Zhou?

"Lord Lin, the crown prince has ordered you to thoroughly investigate the assassin's background. This matter must not be spread to the capital until the truth is revealed." Zhou Zijing continued.

Lord Lin frowned and looked up at him with some confusion.

The prince is seriously injured, and this is a matter of national importance. How can we not report it?

Zhou Zijing met his sharp gaze without any retreat, and stared at him for a long time.

"I understand." Lord Lin stood with his hands behind his back, and did not ask to see the prince. He just said goodbye.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, he met the Third Princess, Lu Zhihuai and others who came in a hurry.

He was frightened by what he saw. None of these people had simple identities, so how did they come under his rule?

But having been in officialdom for a long time, Lord Lin was still able to keep his composure and stood directly in front of Prince Ning.

"Sir, I heard that the assassin was sent to your courtyard yesterday? Why don't you come with me to the government office and cooperate with the investigation?"

The kneeling Prince Ning frowned deeply. Just as he had gone to bed last night, someone sent a corpse to his house. He felt something was wrong at the time, so he sent someone to inquire about the situation. He immediately came to Zhou's house to apologize, but he couldn't get in at all.

Now, the prefect of Huai'an Prefecture also wants to intervene in this matter. Is this the prince's intention?

He slowly stood up, met Lord Lin's gaze, and nodded slightly without making any excuses.

Just like that, Lord Lin took Qingyao away.

The Third Princess and the others did not look very happy. They looked at the closed door of Zhou's house with mixed feelings.

Last night, most of the men they brought with them were killed. The prince acted too quickly and they had no time to react.

"The prince is still the prince." Jin Yunting, who arrived last, had a strange smile on his face.

The Third Princess looked at him and said, "The Jin family is always well-informed. Do you know if His Highness is injured?"

Jin Yunting blinked, his body slightly hunched, his face pale, as if he didn't understand the hidden meaning in her words.

"Princess, you're joking. The Jin family is not as clairvoyant as you."

From last night until now, Zhou's house has been tightly guarded. Only the assassin at that time knows whether the prince was injured.

If the Jin family knew the situation, it would undoubtedly be related to the assassin.

"In my opinion, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is extremely talented and blessed with great fortune, so nothing will happen to him." Lu Zhihuai said with a smile.

He thought that no one who came here was stupid, so who would take action in the capital city? It might be a self-directed and self-acted incident.

The few of them had no scruples and spoke directly at the door of Zhou's house, not afraid that their words would reach the ears of the prince.

At the same time, Fang Tong and his daughter were scratching their heads as they went out on the street.

I feel strange. Why are there so many yamen runners today? Is something wrong?

Thinking about it, Fang Tong touched his chest and said cautiously: "Daughter, shield your father a little."

Fang Nanzhi understood immediately that his father had gone out with a lot of money in his arms today to buy a wedding gift for Uncle Tiezhu.

She stood in front, her hands open, and looked at the crowd around her with wide eyes.

Unfortunately, she was too small and could only block half of it. Fang Tong turned around, faced the wall, took out the silver, and put it below.

Ahem, that’s right, there are pockets sewn inside his underwear to store things, and he also adjusted his belt.

"Let's go!"

The father and daughter first found a place, ate meat-filled steamed buns and drank mutton soup.

"Slurp, slurp." Fang Tong slurped up half a bowl of soup and realized something was wrong.

Two big men next to him were staring at him.

What are you looking at? They are all grown men. He glared at the two of them.

Unexpectedly, the two men did not leave, but came over and sat down.

"Little girl, go sit over there for a while. Your uncle and your father have something to talk about."

One person spoke to Fang Nanzhi.

Fang Nanzhi opened his mouth wide and took a big bite of the steamed bun, pretending not to hear anything.

Then the man stuffed three copper coins into her palm and said, "Uncle, I'll treat you to some candied haws."

Fang Nanzhi nodded happily and immediately went to the next table with the bowl in her hands.

She suspected that she was getting prettier and prettier, so strangers always wanted to give her money and gifts.

Fang Tong looked at his daughter's ruthless figure, twitched his lips, and asked bluntly: "What's the matter?"

"Brother, how did you practice that?"

Two men approached him from both sides, their eyes filled with the excitement that only men could understand.

Fang Tong didn't quite understand and looked down following their gaze.

Because there was a silver ingot in his underwear and he was sitting with his legs apart, it looked bulging.

He understood and felt embarrassed for a moment. He looked at the table next to him first. He felt relieved when he realized that his daughter was just eating foolishly and didn't hear anything.

"Well..." He was about to explain when a man next to him said, "Brother, this meal is on us!"

They were just ordinary farmhands who usually couldn't bear to drink the mutton soup themselves, but this time they spent a lot of money on it.

Fang Tong changed his words immediately: "Well, firstly, it's because my parents gave me a good child."

"Secondly, it's good for nourishing, like this mutton soup! If you can't afford it, just get some pig tails or pig eggs."

"Third, don't overuse it. Men shouldn't go to those messy places, otherwise it's easy to become weak. Once a person becomes weak, it will be extremely difficult to replenish it."

The two big men seemed to be thinking about something.

"Men, if you want to have a wife, you either have to be pretty or have the money."

"Ahem, only someone like me who possesses both can be chosen to marry into the family!"

The two of them stared with their eyes wide open: "Brother, are you marrying into the family? Life is not easy for a son-in-law!"

"No, my wife is rich and kind." Fang Tong raised his arm: "Look, new clothes, my wife made them for me!"

"Those who married into the family had bad experiences, because..."

"I don't have the capital!" A man answered, and glanced at Fang Tong's lower body, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Fang Tong talked a lot of nonsense, drank the soup, and quickly dragged his daughter away.

Fang Nanzhi followed with his short legs, curious: "Dad, what is the capital? Do those two uncles have kidney deficiency? In fact, you should come to me, I'm a doctor."

"Don't talk nonsense." Fang Tong said with a serious face.

I feel like my daughter is too young to understand this. Should I talk to Dr. Zhou later?

The father and daughter went straight to the cloth shop, bought a few pieces of cloth, and then bought ten pounds of pork. Finally, they gritted their teeth and ordered a pound of beef, and then cotton.

That’s right, the gifts given by those country people are so practical, and they are all useful.

After everything was ordered, they were asked to deliver the goods to their door. The father and daughter looked at each other, their eyes full of excitement!

It's time to get down to business!

Last time, he was cheated by Su Qingya, who was sentenced but bought himself out.

This is the second time she's been redeemed. Do you think she's easy to bully? The government can't do justice, so they have to ask for it themselves!

The father and daughter went to the Fang family!

That’s right, the Fang Jin family came openly this time, specifically mentioning the relatives’ names and bringing gifts.

After Mr. Fang heard the report from his servants, he didn't want to pay any attention to it at first, but he met the person because of the gift.

"Old man, my son must have regretted it. After all, he is our own flesh and blood. If he gives in, you should take him back."

Old Mrs. Fang advised earnestly.

During this period, their life in the house was not easy. At first, they had servants and maids to serve them, but later they disappeared.

The house was given as a gift, but the servants were hired with his own money. Originally, it was his wife who paid the servants monthly wages.

But because he always made excuses not to go home, Wang Fujiao was very unhappy, so she stopped giving him the subsidy.

Fang Jin was reluctant to spend money, so he simply sold some people, and the house was short of manpower. Now the old couple not only had to take care of themselves, but also had to help with the kitchen work.

Compared to the past, life is rich and leisurely, but people are never satisfied, especially after experiencing the good days.

For the first time, the couple felt that their eldest son was not so filial.

Mr. Fang said nothing and acquiesced. If the eldest son was unreliable, the third son would still be able to treat him well in the future, and he would live well too.

"Uncle! Oh, uncle, it's been such a short time since we last met, and you've lost weight? My cousin is really filial." Fang Tong came in noisily, and the first thing he said was "concern".

Old Master Fang's face turned dark. This rebellious son is like a dog's mouth that can't spit out ivory.

"Grandpa, my dear grandfather came to me in a dream yesterday and said that he missed you and asked us to bring some local specialties to visit you." Fang Nanzhi has inherited his father's true skills and speaks with great energy.

"You, you unruly girl!" Old Master Fang's fingers trembled with anger.

Old Mrs. Fang still had some sense and knew that her son cared most about this money-losing item, so she hurried forward.

"Just come, why bring anything?"

As she spoke, the old lady stepped forward, took the cloth bag, opened it, and was also furious.

Fang Tong was nonchalant, picking up a wooden stick from somewhere to pick his teeth: "Auntie, don't get too excited. Even though there's a lot of money, you can spend it slowly and buy whatever you want."

"You! Tongzi, even if mom and dad are wrong, you can't, you can't..." Old Mrs. Fang couldn't help wiping away her tears.

She felt that her sons were all disobedient when they grew up. She admitted that she was partial to the eldest son, but she was also okay with the third son. Why?

Fang Tong's eyes grew a little colder, but he still had a smile on his face.

Old Master Fang sensed something was wrong, snatched the bag, took a look, then threw it away with a dark face.

Yellow paper, paper ingots, and white paper money were scattered all over the ground.

"Get out! Get out! Get out of here!" Old Master Fang was so angry that he wanted to curse them to death!

He looked around, trying to find a stick to fight. Fang Tong smiled and said, "What's wrong? I told you to bring some local specialties with me, but he's already gone there. Isn't this all I have?"

Old Mrs. Fang sat on the ground and wiped her tears: "I can't live anymore. I carried you for ten months and raised you with my whole life..."

Fang Tong listened quietly and waited until she finished crying before speaking.

"Aunt, you're mistaken. When I was born, you fed me rice porridge. You saved your milk to support the landlord's son, and used the money you earned to buy my eldest brother a pair of tiger-head shoes."

Of course Fang Tong didn't know about these things. He heard about them while chatting with the old men and women in the village some time ago.

In the past, these old people would just shake their heads when they looked at him and would not bother to talk to him. But now it is different, they are all eager to talk to him, and he is a chatterbox.

After learning a lot of things, Fang Tong finally realized that his thought that his mother cared about him a little was all an illusion.

Old Mrs. Fang stopped crying, looked up at her son, and felt inexplicably guilty.

Fang Tong avoided her gaze. He came here today for important matters and didn't want to talk about these old things.

"By the way, where are my two sisters-in-law? I have good news for them."

"What's the matter?" Wang Fujiao's voice came from behind.

She sat in a sedan chair, carried by eight bearers in front and behind.

That’s right, the Fang family’s reduction in servants cannot affect her, as the people she employs are all brought from her mother’s family.

Apart from……

Fang Tong fell on the leading sedan bearer, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Fang Nanzhi was younger and more direct: "Aunt... no, Aunt He, have you been demoted to a servant?"

After visiting wealthy families a few times, she realized that concubines were just toys that could be given away or used as servants.

He rolled her eyes, but didn't dare to move. She slapped the lady and said, "What do you know, little kid? As a concubine, I have to take care of the lady."

The main reason is that Wang Fujiao is generous.

Last time she sent some kidney-tonifying pills, Wang Fujiao asked someone to give her the money, with two taels more.

From then on, she found a way to curry favor with Wang Fujiao. First, she was humble and subservient. For example, she took the initiative to ride in the sedan chair and would give him a reward in return.

The second is to make the old couple of the Fang family busy, such as asking them to help in the kitchen and pick up manure from time to time, so that she can get a good meal.

The third is to stay away from Fang Jin. This is the simplest, just don’t see him.

Fang Tong took a long time to regain his composure, and said to them in surprise: "Two sisters-in-law, you didn't know, your good daughter is back!"

Good daughter?

Wang Fujiao was puzzled, and He suddenly thought of something.

"That bitch Fang Qingya?"

Yes, that's right. He had cursed her behind her back a lot, and when she left, she left a lot of things, but none of them were given to her mother, and all were taken by Fang Jin.

They also knew that someone was coming, after all, they had seen him last time at the government office, but they didn't have time to speak. Later, when they returned home, Wang Fujiao didn't allow them to go out, so they didn't go to look for him.

"Aunt He, cousin Qingya is now the daughter of a rich man and is engaged to the prince's son. You can't curse people casually." Fang Nanzhi advised on the surface, but in fact she revealed the key information without making a sound.

He said nothing.

Wang Fujiao raised her hand, and the servants squatted down and put down the sedan chair.

She frowned: "What do you want to do?"

She still remembered the humiliation she had felt when she apologized to the little girl in public.

But Dad told her not to mess with Fang Qingya anymore.

So Wang Fujiao, who was smart enough to see the ill intentions of the father and daughter.

"What can we do? We have been adopted and cut off from our ties with relatives. We can no longer be related to these rich relatives." Fang Tong looked regretful.

"But, sister-in-law, you've raised Qingya for more than ten years."

"Yes, if you hadn't forced my father to marry into the Qin family, she would have had to marry into the Qin family, and then she wouldn't be able to marry the prince's son." Fang Nanzhi fanned the flames.

But in her heart she was apologizing to her brother. In her heart, Qin Yan was the best in the world and could not be compared to the Prince of Ning.

"You have paid a lot for Qingya." Fang Tong also said.

He felt that the third brother had never spoken so pleasantly.