GBP Chapter 251 Counting the Dowry
Chapter 251 Counting the Dowry
This time it took a little longer because there were so many things, and Wang Yi spent half an hour.
Wang Yi checked the results and presented them to Yan Liyuan, "My Lord, the rest are from Madam Yue's dowry."
……
Everyone couldn't hold it in any longer and started whispering to each other.
"How shameless! A concubine dares to take the lady's dowry!"
"What do you mean by taking? That's called stealing!"
"Isn't it? Master Yue is also a deaf-mute. He watched helplessly as his original wife's dowry was taken away. Didn't he think about what the Princess of Jing'an would do in the future? Isn't he ashamed?"
"That's right, Princess Jing'an is so pitiful! Don't forget, the prince was originally engaged to Princess Jing'an! Later on..." The man glanced at Yue Jinghong, and everyone understood what he meant.
"..."
Yue Jinghong held a handful of dirt tightly in her hand and listened with clenched teeth as everyone commented on her and Aunt Su.
Finally, Yue Jinghong couldn't help but screamed, "Shut up! Shut up! You lowly people, what qualifications do you have to comment on me and my aunt!"
The people were furious.
"What! You're afraid of what people will say after you've done it?"
"That's right, if you hadn't stolen Madam Yue's dowry, would this have happened?"
"Bah! You're a whore and you still want to be a virtuous woman! Disgusting!"
"A person like this wants to enter the prince's mansion? I don't even want to be my son's concubine!"
"Tsk, look at her belly, she must be five or six months pregnant at least! The daughter of a good family would never do such a disastrous thing."
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Just when Yue Jinghong was about to lose his temper again.
"Stop!" Wang Yi suddenly shouted, then turned around and looked at Yue Jinghong and bowed, "Second Miss Yue... this golden jade headpiece you are wearing is also Madam Yue's dowry."
…After a moment of silence, everyone started to talk again. What they said could only be described as unbearable to hear.
"Yue Hanwen..." Although Yan Liyuan's voice was low, it was mixed with strong internal strength. The people heard it and shut their mouths one after another.
Yue Hanwen had already collapsed into a pulp, and subconsciously replied, "I am here."
"How do you want to solve this problem?"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Yue Hanwen muttered several times but could not say anything. This sudden change made him, a man who had been immersed in officialdom for many years, at a loss.
"Why don't you show mercy and take these dowries back to Qiansui Mansion for safekeeping, so that others won't say that Lord Yue is holding on to them because he covets the dowry left by Madam Yue for her daughter! When Princess Jing'an gets married, you can take them out, wouldn't that be the best of both worlds?" Wang Yi said.
"..." Yan Liyuan seemed to be weighing the pros and cons and did not agree.
Wang Yi's words made Yue Hanwen, who had been at a loss, brighten up. Although this method was a bit difficult to say, it could solve the current crisis and save his life. So he bowed down and said sincerely: "I ask the Ninth Prince to keep it for me!"
"Oh! Fine, I'll just agree to it reluctantly!" Yan Liyuan agreed as if he was greatly influenced.
Wang Yi immediately asked the guards to bring all of Madam Yue's dowry and carefully put it into the box. "Miss Yue Er, I'm so sorry, the one on your head..."
Yue Jinghong took off the gold and jade headpieces on her head one by one like a puppet, and the hair that Aunt Su had carefully tied up for her became a mess.
After Wang Yi put the headgear into the box, he said, "I'm sorry, Miss Yue Er, but there are also earrings..."
Isn't it? It's a complete set of headwear. If the earrings are gone, is it still a complete set?
Yue Jinghong bit her lower lip, stared at Wang Yi with resentful eyes, and pulled off her earrings with trembling hands, pulling out her tender white earlobes and drawing blood...
Wang Yi took out a white silk handkerchief and gently wiped the blood off the earrings. He sighed, "Second Miss, gold jewelry is the most delicate. Look, you have torn it out of shape! Oh, forget it, since today is your big day, I will take the trouble to find a skilled craftsman to repair the earrings! After all, such a good thing is not something that anyone can wear! Don't you agree?"
Yue Jinghong's chest rose and fell vigorously, tears of humiliation rolled in her eyes. At this moment, Yue Jinghong was like a beggar in a refugee alley, shabby, pitiful and slovenly...
Wang Yi sneered and turned away without any sympathy.
The matter was over. The coachman lowered the curtain and, ignoring the people from Yue Mansion kneeling in the middle of the road, he whipped his horse and drove forward.
Zhenzhu quickly pulled the distraught Yue Jinghong to the side of the road and made him kneel down, and followed the people in shouting, "Farewell, my Lord!"
When the carriage went far away, the people did not stand up. It was not that they did not want to stand up, but they had knelt for so long that their legs were no longer their own. But they did not dare to scold Jiu Qiansui, so the blame fell on Yue Jinghong again.