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Zhao Yuan thought that was indeed the case.

He looked at his grandmother and said calmly: "One month and two taels of silver."

"How can you spend more than two thousand taels in a month to buy jewelry as gifts?" Fang didn't believe what her nephew said at all.

Zhao Yuan sneered in his heart, but didn't show it on his face: "I told you that I bought it for my employer, third aunt, why don't you believe it?"

"Bought for my employer? Who is your employer?" the old lady couldn't help but ask.

Zhao Yuan: "It's Marquis Zhongqin."

The old lady took a breath of air and wondered: "Isn't the car dealership the princess's property? Why is it related to Marquis Zhongqin?"

Zhao Yuan: "The car dealership has been separated a long time ago. Now the car dealership here belongs to the Marquis Zhongqin Mansion, and the princess sells tricycles elsewhere."

What he said was half true and half false, and it didn't matter whether the people in the Zhao family believed it or not, as long as he believed it first.

"Who are you kidding?" Fang became dissatisfied: "Does Marquis Zhongqin need a kid like you to buy jewelry for him? And what did that family member mean when he said that Chang'an took you to make money?"

"What Aunt Wu said before was just nonsense. It can't be taken seriously."

Zhao Yuan looked at Third Aunt coldly: "According to Third Aunt, are you saying that I embezzled more than two thousand taels of silver from the car dealership? I am only twelve years old, and I cannot afford this reputation."

"What kind of corruption?" Wang was startled by these words and couldn't help scolding: "Didn't you earn that money?"

She didn't want Zhao Yuan to embezzle money from Mo's shop, it would be bad if her family was implicated.

Who in the capital didn't know that Marquis Zhongqin was the most difficult to deal with. If he came to his door, his husband would probably be impeached by the official.

"I can't earn so much money? If you have the ability, why don't you earn more than two thousand taels for me?" Zhao Yuan said mockingly.

Mrs. Wang was stupefied by his words and was so angry that she wanted to curse, but thinking of the presence of her mother-in-law and two sisters-in-law, she had to swallow her anger.

Mrs. Zhao was still a little confused: "Yuan'er, tell the truth to grandma, who did you buy the jewelry for?"

Zhao Yuan could see that the people present were afraid of Marquis Zhongqin, and said calmly: "I told you that I am Marquis Zhongqin. He values ​​me the most. He even invited me to a banquet at the Marquis Mansion last time."

In fact, I followed Chang'an to the Hou Mansion to get acquainted with him: "Everyone in the Hou Mansion knows me now, and Marquis Zhongqin often asks me to run errands for him."

This is true. The reason is that Marquis Zhongqin called him from time to time to come over and repair the three wheels. Occasionally, he helped Chang'an send some water to the old Marquis and his wife to make tea and bathe.

Several people frowned.

Mrs. Wang even regretted going to the Song family to make a scene. If what she said was true, wouldn't she be a joke in the eyes of others?

She prided herself on her status and had never done such an outrageous thing in her life. Now she was a little embarrassed when she thought about it.

Fang was a little unwilling.

When I followed my second sister-in-law Wang to the public, didn't I just go there because I thought Zhao Yuan had money? Now he says he has no money, no matter what he thinks, it doesn't sound like the truth.

Just look at the materials this child is wearing. They are all fine silk and silk. That is dozens of ounces and a foot of fabric, and I don’t even have a piece of it.

"Silang, you won't lie to us, right?" Fang asked.

Zhao Yuan: "Why are you lying to me? Is it so easy to make money? Or do you think I can earn more than two thousand taels as a clerk?"

Fang was silent.

Zhao Yuan paused for a moment and then said, "Could it be that the third aunt and mother went to make trouble today, not to take me back home, but to covet the more than two thousand taels of silver?"

Wang's face was extremely ugly, and she yelled: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who is greedy for money?"

Zhao Yuan smiled half-heartedly and said, "Oh, that's because the mother misses her son. She wants to take her son back to enjoy family happiness? But I don't even have a place to live in the mansion. Could it be that my mother wants me to live in the inner courtyard?"

"You" Wang glared at her son.

The old lady sighed: "Yuan'er, it's all because of your mother's negligence. Why don't you go live in your grandfather's yard first? It won't be too late to move there after your aunt has made arrangements."

"Yes, my grandson listens to my grandmother." Zhao Yuan added: "There is one more thing I would like to ask my grandmother to make the decision on. My grandson has not received any monthly payment for almost two years. His money is very tight. I don't know when the monthly payment will be transferred to the government." Send it back to me?”

The old lady was shocked and turned to look at Mr. Wang: "Ms. Wang, I remember Yuan'er mentioned it once last time. Why haven't you given him the monthly payment yet?"

Wang's cheeks were a little red, and she said loudly: "He has gone out to earn money, and he has never paid any money back. What more monthly money does he need?"

Mrs. Cui spoke at the right time: "Since the second brother and sister said so, then Shiro's monthly payment will stop from now on."

Mrs. Wang: "Stop it, stop it, he shouldn't have monthly money in the first place."

Mrs. Zhao looked at Mrs. Wang with difficulty: "Ms. Wang, what did you say?"

She couldn't understand the second daughter-in-law's mentality. She would rather not have the money for a month or two than give it to her younger son, right?

Zhao Yuan felt extremely cold. If it weren't for the support of the Chang'an family in his heart, he would probably have wanted to kill someone.

Since they are all like this, don't blame him for being cruel.

From then on, Zhao Yuan lived in the Zhao Mansion, occasionally going to the car dealership to handle some matters involving gold and silver paintings, and spending the rest of the time in the Zhao Mansion.

Today I want the kitchen to cook roast lamb, tomorrow I want the kitchen to prepare a banquet, and I will drink and brag with my grandfather and uncle.

If the kitchen doesn't do it, Zhao Yuan will beat them all with their fists.

Anyway, now that he is older, his strength has also increased. He can beat three people without using the bracelet given by Chang'an.

Within a few days, everyone in the Zhao family stayed away from him, and the servants were as frightened as if they had seen a ghost when they saw him.

However, Uncle Zhao, who had always been idle, liked Zhao Yuan very much and took him with him wherever he went to play. The reason was that Zhao Yuan dared to make credit in restaurants or shops outside, and also dared to transfer the accounts to the public accounts of the Zhao family.

A month passed like this.

At the end of July, many debt collectors suddenly came to the door of Zhao's house, holding accounts in their hands to settle money.

Madam Cui and the housekeeper of the Zhao family received the visitor. They took the account book and looked at it. They were surprised that there were so many outstanding debts this month.

After asking, I found out that it was the third uncle and Zhao Yuan who were eating and drinking and spending money outside.

The eldest lady immediately became very angry and immediately called for Wang and Fang.

"This month, your two houses have a debit of more than one thousand taels. Are you trying to empty out the Zhao family?" Ms. Cui threw the account book in front of the two of them.

Fang was speechless. Her husband had told her about this before and brought back some things on credit from time to time.

Of course she wouldn't say anything if she took advantage of her own family.

Mrs. Wang picked up the account book and looked at it, and she couldn't help but feel angry when she saw that it was either the consumption of the restaurant or the account was checked.

"I don't recognize these accounts!" She went crazy to bear the money spent by her third uncle on drinking wine.

Mrs. Cui sneered: "You don't want to admit it even if you want? It has your third bedroom's signature on it!"

"What signature? Who signed it?" Mrs. Wang dropped the account book and said, "My husband only goes home when he goes to court and rarely goes out to drink with his colleagues. Sister-in-law, you can't use this to frame my second wife."

Ms. Cui opened the account book, pointed to the signatures and fingerprints and said, "See for yourself! These are the pledges drawn by Zhao Yuan and his third uncle. Don't deny them!"

Mrs. Wang is not stupid, of course she knows that it was her younger son who drew the signature, but she cannot admit it, otherwise the blame will fall on the second bedroom.

"Since my sister-in-law thinks it was Zhao Yuan who painted it, you should go and befriend him." Mrs. Wang suddenly felt the urge to strangle her youngest son to death.

That traitor was so abominable that he used this method to take revenge on her.

Mrs. Cui put away the account book and sneered: "The second brother and sister want to distance themselves from their twelve-year-old son?"