Chapter 1095 The Mother Who Pits Her Son

In fact, many people know about the relationship between Master Jingkong and Shuowangfu, and Shuwangfu donated things to Xiangjue Temple not once or twice. You must know that Shen Qing donated 200,000 taels for Xiangjue Temple before and after his resignation. What about silver.

200,000 taels is not a small amount. Shen Qingci said that the donation was a donation, and he didn't even blink his eyes, so he said that if he was rich and powerful in this capital, it might be Shen Qingci alone. .

This shot is hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and you can see how confident they are in the end.

The more she doesn't take silver as silver, the more she makes some people beat their chests and feet and cry bitterly. They will still make money by giving birth, but it is a pity that they do not know how many taels of silver they missed?

At this time, the path up the mountain was also full of people, and above each step, there were people standing, and the things below the mountain were transported up one by one.

Of course, this is also the easiest method, otherwise, if it is carried on the back of a person, then it will really take a lot of effort.

"Let all the monks in the temple come out to help."

Master Jingkong instructed the little novice behind him, and he already knew, what did this bring?

These things were sent for three days and three nights, and the guards of Shuowangfu and all the monks of Xiangjue Temple were dispatched. Even Master Jingkong himself was never free, and he rolled up his sleeves and joined the congregation in person. The monks carried things together.

And this time, what Shuowangfu sent to Xiangjue Temple were all things for daily use.

Grain, charcoal, and quilts are almost all piled up in several yards. It is no wonder that after these are collected, almost all the monks in the temple are so tired that they need to take off a layer of skin.

"Master, then we will leave."

The guards of King Shuo's mansion shrugged at Mage Jingkong. Since the things have been delivered, they are also ready to go down the mountain.

Master Jingkong recited the Buddha's name, and still smiled with kindness and kindness, "Please thank Concubine Shuo on behalf of Lao Na, and he is still smiling, please say a word on behalf of Concubine Shuo on behalf of Lao Na."

"The mage is serious."

Being so humble and polite also made the guards a little flattered.

Master Jingkong's smile can almost be said to be loved by everyone, the flowers are blooming, and the car is falling, "There are many monks in this temple, can I ask Princess Shuo, and then bring some charcoal and food over, and my monk The monks’ shoes should also be changed.”

The guard of Shuo Wangfu twitched the corners of his eyes, then looked up at the sky speechlessly.

Master, you will have no friends like this.

I have seen shameless, but I have never seen a shameless person like you. Where is this sentence? It is clearly a robbery. So much charcoal is enough for an aristocratic family to burn for a winter. Everyone is a monk. I still have to have morning classes, so I don’t have to be in the house every day.

When the guard told Shen Qingci about this matter, Tuo was himself, and he felt his face blushed, and even more for Master Jingkong.

Shen Qingci tightened his brows, why did they have such an uncle on the table? If it goes on like this, the gold and silver mountains will be hollowed out by him.

Forget it, it's all given once, and I don't care about it.

"Housekeeper, there is still some time left, you can find someone to do it."

"Yes," the butler bent slightly, but he didn't dare to delay, so he ordered to go on. It was going to be cold in the sky, and those monks' shoes would take about a month to finish. At that time, it can also be sent to the past before it snows.

"Let someone bring some snow vegetables over, and send some more."

Shen Qingci remembered the snow cabbage planted in their house. If it was divided among several families, it seemed that it was not enough. It happened that there were a lot of plants in the village, which could be used to solve the urgent need.

By next year, all the prefectures will plant some, so there will be no need to play that way.

"Yes," the butler agreed again, but he kept it in his mind, so he was busy letting someone go out and finish the matter.

Does he know that Madam is for their own good? How much can these snowmen masters eat? In the end, they don't want to give them to the servants. They know that the lady treats them well.

"If there is nothing wrong, the subordinates will also go down."

The guard bowed to Shen Qing again, and he was about to retire.

Shen Qingci took out a gold bead from his purse and threw it to the guard.

"Thank you for your hard work, these invite them to drink some wine."

"Thank you ma'am."

The guards were smiling and holding the golden beads in their hands tightly. They all said that they would do well for the lady. The lady has always been generous. This is a golden bead. If it is folded into silver, each brother can get a lot of it. .

His wife is the atmosphere.

When the housekeeper and the guards all left, Shen Qingci looked up at the towering tree in the courtyard. I don't know when the leaves were half yellow, or after a few days, they would fall off. Light it up.

Depressed days, depressed people.

And the only thing that makes her feel angry is nothing else. It is her four children who are all grown up every day. After this winter, they may be able to walk by the time of spring, right?

She stood up, and soon after, she dug up the reluctant Brother Xiao. Brother Xiao was sleeping very well, but she was dug out of the bed by her mother, and she was still angry now. A small face is bulging, but the partial birth, they are all cute and beautiful children, no matter how angry they are, they are all likeable.

"Baby, please listen to me."

Brother Xiao is afraid of this mother whose eyes are shining.

"Baby..." Shen Qingci just wanted to hear the eldest son call her mother, because she was afraid. She was afraid that they would not have given birth to them. What should I do if I couldn't speak, what should I do if I couldn't hear, especially Brother Xiao, This has always been silent, although he said that he also called mother, but she just felt that it was not enough, and she had to listen to the last sentence.

"mother."

Brother Xiao flattened his mouth for a long time, and finally said it, and then rubbed his eyes again, but he didn't sleep. He was looking for a familiar place and wanted to return to his own territory.

Well, Shen Qingci knew, and quickly picked up his son and handed it over to his wet nurse.

When Brother Xiao arrived in the arms of the wet nurse, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

No matter if he was dug out of his sleep by his own mother again and again, or the cold brother Xiao, he might have to scream at his mother.

Shen Qingci touched her face, how could she feel that she was rejected by her own son?

She stood up and patted the clothes on her body lightly. She should go make some spices. The spices made in the past few days and the money earned will be used to make up for Xiangjue Temple, so she wants to It is only by earning the money that has been spent in the past few days.