Never divorce, never stop getting rich

Chapter 125 A Green Grassland

There were too many guests coming today, so Yinzhu and Baiqing helped Nanny Qian to go to the front to greet the guests who came to pay their respects, so they asked Nanny Qian's children to accompany Qian Qiansui when they arrived.

There is only one girl like this in the Qian family in the capital. She was spoiled by her family before the family fell into poverty. She had never suffered such grievances. The little girl grew up in the Qian mansion since she was a child. The more she thought about her own girl, the more distressed she felt. By the time she went to the big kitchen, her eyes were already red with anger.

"Why are you here? Didn't you say that some important guests came upstairs and Madam was greeting them?" Lady Stone Su Xin was preparing food. Those who could stay for the meal were all Qian Qiansui's close friends. Fu Zichan's friends would not be so tactless.

Mr. Cao was cutting the wood beside her. Although his speed was not fast, it was accurate, which showed that he had put in a lot of effort.

"They are so infuriating. They claim to be from the royal family, but their attitude is that they want to force our wife to adopt an adopted son. But haven't you seen those adopted sons? Their adopted sons are older than their mothers. Our daughter is only in her teens, and those adopted sons are already thirty."

The little girl felt so upset that tears kept rolling down her cheeks. Everyone in the kitchen came over to comfort her, but they were also very angry.

"They say clans are cannibalistic. I thought it was just the gentry in our countryside. I didn't expect that even in the capital, this kind of thing still exists."

"No, let's leave the mansion. They can't possibly want the dowry!"

"Don't panic, Madam is not alone. There are so many people in the academy, they will always be able to find a solution."

Boom!

The kitchen knife chopped fiercely on the chopping board. Mr. Cao took off his apron without saying a word and walked out. Su Xin didn't ask any questions, but just stood at the door and watched him leave.

In the hall, the guards and Fu Zichan's guards were in a stalemate, and a conflict between the two sides seemed imminent.

The white-haired old man beside the patriarch did not want to make a big deal out of it. They came to take over the property of the Marquis' Mansion, not to gather people to cause trouble. Besides, they knew too many secrets today, which was not a good thing for them.

The patriarch is not a good person and is very suspicious.

In order to divert the conflict between the two sides, the white-haired old man set his sights on Qian Qiansui, only to find that the mistress was not anxious or nervous at all. Instead, she looked eager to try, just like those common women on the street who liked to watch the fun. It was simply inappropriate.

"Brother Chan's daughter-in-law, what do you think about this?"

As soon as these words were spoken, they really had a great effect. Everyone's attention was focused on Qian Qiansui. In the Marquis' Mansion, the Dowager Concubine was the respected one on the surface, but the Dowager Concubine could not be put in public. The Marquis's wife was the real mistress. As long as Qian Qiansui agreed to adopt the child, the matter would be settled today.

Qian Qiansui secretly cursed the white-haired old man for being so mean that he didn't even give her time to crack some melon seeds.

"Me? I haven't taken a close look at it, and I don't agree with adopting the child." He hasn't even gotten his own child yet, so why should he let others get the advantage?

Fu Zichan's sullen face softened. This woman wasn't that stupid.

Although the patriarch and other elders were dissatisfied, they had also expected it.

Wen Chun lowered his head respectfully and placed the melon seeds on the tea tray next to Qian Qiansui's hand.

"Brother Chan's wife must not be willful at this time. As a woman, you cannot protect this family..." the white-haired old man advised.

Qian Qiansui said casually: "I'm pregnant."

"what!"

"What!!"

"what?!"

With a bang, Wen Chun beside him broke the teacup directly, and the boiling water spilled on his hands without any pain.

Fu Zichan pushed aside the people around him and was about to rush in, but was held back tightly by the concubine. He felt like he was being cuckolded today.

The clan leader never thought that things would develop like this. He still had something to threaten Qian Qiansui with.

The 29-year-old bearded man looked at the others and suddenly felt that he didn't fit in. He opened his mouth and said, "Wha... what?"

"It's nothing. I'm just three months pregnant. The reason I didn't tell you before was because it wasn't three months yet and I was afraid of scaring the fetus." Qian Qiansui secretly took Wen Chun's hand, glanced at the already demented woman, and almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

"This... this is impossible. Brother Chan's daughter-in-law cannot deceive everyone in public."

The clan leader was immediately anxious. A concubine could use the excuse of not being able to obtain the jade disc as an excuse, but the mistress was pregnant, and they could not question the origin of the child.

That would confuse the royal bloodline. Without evidence, they cannot make rash judgments, otherwise they would end up tarnishing the reputation of the royal family.

"If the clan leader doesn't believe it, you can ask the imperial physician to come and check it out." Who can question Miss Awu's craftsmanship?

"There's no need to bother calling in the imperial physician! We've just come here today and have invited a renowned doctor from the capital. Let Doctor Qu examine Madam."

Fu Zichan was so envied that he no longer cared about whether he could have an heir or not. Now, as long as he could prove that Qian Qiansui was really pregnant, the child would definitely not be his.

The royal family members did not stop them, and at the same time they ran out to ask the imperial physician. Doctor Qu from the capital was originally bribed by Fu Zichan to prove that Fu Zichan was pregnant, but who knew that he could actually take the pulse now.

The child was already three months old, and even an apprentice could feel it out. Doctor Qu quickly gave a diagnosis, and the entire hall was out of control again.

"You bitch! Are you worthy of me...My Lord? You know it very well!" When Fu Zichan thought about this woman carrying someone else's child and inheriting his title and property, his blood boiled and he looked like a madman.

After receiving the diagnosis from Doctor Qu, Wen Chun gradually regained consciousness. He immediately stood in front of Qian Qiansui, and was about to take out the dagger on his waist. He was even thinking about how to take off these people's heads as quickly as possible if they really made trouble.

"Even if Qian is pregnant, we don't know whether it's a boy or a girl, and we don't know whether she can establish herself in the future. So the heir still has to be established. We can talk about other things after the child grows up." The patriarch had torn his face apart. He had to establish the heir today, whether he wanted to or not.

When Wen Chun heard this, he was so frightened that this old man dared to curse his child that he wanted to pull out his dagger and stab him to death. Qian Qiansui was so scared that he quickly hugged the man.

If this old Bidden dies here, something big will happen tomorrow.

"It's really eye-opening. It's only been a few years, and the royal family of Tang Kingdom has become so poor that they have to force orphans and widows to support themselves." The sound of footsteps was clearly light, but it was particularly clear in the noisy environment.

Mr. Cao was still wearing the coarse cotton robe he used for work, with his hair neatly tied up. He had been cutting wood a lot in the academy recently, and his former elegance had faded a little, replaced by a more worldly air.

"Who are you?" the black dwarf jumped up and cursed, "You're just a servant, what are you doing here?"

Mr. Cao glanced at the so-called "adopted sons" and said sarcastically, "It's hard for the clan to find so many ugly ones. It's really not easy. I remember that the children of the Fu family are not that ugly."

"Hey! What are you talking about, you slave boy?" The heirs were not happy with this and came over to start a fight.

The patriarch looked at it carefully, then slapped these people in the face.

"Open your eyes and take a look. This is your ancestor, my uncle!"